My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 601 - 203 Talent Upgrade

In the large bowl, the horse hoof powder was as white as foam, with a slightly yellow syrup placed beside it. Du Xixi dipped her hand a little into the syrup to check its consistency. The syrup was sowhat sticky yet not too thick, clinging to the bottom of the chopstick and continuously flowing down in a slender yellow line.

"Not bad," Du Xixi nodded with a smile. It was already the early morning of the second day. Outside was silent, but the kitchen was brightly lit, casting a warm glow on Du Xixi as if it was gently illuminating her delicate brow and eyes. "Watch this; the stead cake is especially easy to make and tastes good. You can make it often for everyone during this period."

The stead cake is considered an easy-to-make snack. After mixing the syrup and horse hoof powder in a certain ratio, it only needs to be stead in a pot with boiling water. Through the evaporation and ferntation in small pores, a semi-transparent, pale yellow stead cake appears.

The mixture of syrup and horse hoof powder starts with a milky white color, sowhat light, as if dense clouds are lting into clear water, softening the edges, making it very beautiful.

Du Xixi held the small spoon and slowly stirred the milky-white semi-finished product until the color was evenly mixed. Then Du Xixi covered the bowl with plastic wrap tightly, pierced so small holes, placed it on a shelf over the stear, covered it with a pot lid, and just had to wait.

"Indeed, it’s simple; 2569 should have learned it!" 2569 watched Du Xixi’s movents closely. Seeing the pot lid covered, steam gradually rising inside, it happily shook its electronic screen, "Mix it then steam it, 2569 learned it!"

Du Xixi amusingly patted its body without saying much, rely telling 2569 to keep track of the ti. In about ten minutes, the stead cake could be taken out of the pot. Otherwise, if left for too long, it would absorb too much moisture, rendering it too sticky and affecting its taste.

The fish paste pie with horse hoof powder doesn’t require other seasonings; a little pepper and fine salt are enough to enhance the flavor. The mixture already includes powdered horse hoof, making it deliciously fresh. After pressing it into patties and frying them in oil, the aroma of fish and horse hoof blending together fills the air, and the golden-brown crispy exterior makes Du Xixi’s mouth water.

Not many fish paste pies were made, just three or four, small and inconspicuous on a plate. After all, fish paste pies are best eaten fresh. At this mont, Du Xixi was the only one awake. Making more would be wasteful, so this small plate was just right.

The thod for lion’s head atballs with horse hoof is essentially the sa as for braised lion’s head, except horse hoof is added. Du Xixi is careful not to use too much seasoning to avoid masking the freshness of the horse hoof, resulting in flavors clashing rather than harmonizing.

Once the red lion’s head is out of the pot, the powdered horse hoof is indiscernible. However, Du Xixi knows the surprising delicious flavor it contains. Eagerly, she places the two or three lion’s heads onto a plate, carrying both fish paste pie with horse hoof and lion’s head atballs as she heads outside.

As she walks out, she doesn’t forget to say to 2569, who is carefully carrying out the stead cake, "Please help carry it out, thank you."

"You’re very welco, ma’am." 2569 carefully holds the stead cake, its wheels cautiously rolling outside. It’s not the heat of the bowl’s rim that has it being so careful with its chanical hands but rather the splendid appearance of the stead cake once out of the pot.

The inside of the stead cake is not too transparent, gleaming with a certain mistiness. The outside is a pale yellow gel, resembling the milk jelly Du Xixi made during her sumr leisure ti, but firr than milk jelly, remaining still when tilting the plate.

The three dishes were neatly arranged on the table. Considering her own appetite, Du Xixi didn’t make too much. After all, these three dishes aren’t suitable for snacking at dawn. For now, serving them while still hot honors their deliciousness.

Du Xixi first took a small spoonful, scooping a piece of stead cake into her mouth. The sweet taste burst on her tongue. She enjoyed it, narrowing her eyes, finding it sweet yet smooth, lting easily in her mouth, sliding down her throat warmly and comfortably.

The emptiness and loneliness brought by Ke Lian’s departure faded considerably. Gaining montum, Du Xixi took a few more bites of stead cake before setting down the spoon, picking up chopsticks instead, and after gently blowing on it, placed a piece of sizzling fish paste pie with horse hoof powder near her lips.