The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife(24)

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▶▶The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife

 Chapter 24 She's Still Angry

To make sugar-fried chestnuts, the sugar syrup used is best made with the sweetest malt syrup, and honey can also be used. White sugar... well, it's okay, but the sweetness is not high enough. However, you can adjust the water ratio. Thinking about it, Bai Lu decided to give it a try, "Xiao Wei, can you help me clean the chestnuts?" "Sure." Regardless of what she could make, she decided to let her big brother taste them. He would surely appreciate it. Xiao Wei thought this method was feasible. After boiling the syrup, Bai Lu realized there was no sand. The ceramic sand used in the future wasn't available in the 90s, and poorly chosen stones could be dirty. If you directly fry chestnuts with sugar, the sugar would stick the chestnuts together, making them black, burnt, and bitter, with no difference from boiled ones. It lacks the soft, sweet, and crisp taste obtained from frying. If only there were smooth, unbroken, and uniformly sized sand grains. Upon hearing her request, Xiao Wei immediately said, "There's some next door. The coarse sand brought back from the sandpit for building purposes is sieved to retain fine sand for mixing cement slurry, and those large grains are usually not needed." After school, seeing Xiao Dazhuang sieving sand, Xiao Wei was curious and asked about it. Bai Lu was delighted when she heard this: "Hurry, go get some for me." Xiao Wei glanced around, and the tall figure in the dark was long gone, probably busy. After thinking for a moment, a bright idea struck him, "I haven't finished my homework. If I go to school later, the teacher will keep me after class. I have to do my homework now. You go get the sand yourself." In the eyes of the motherland's flowers, studying was more important. Bai Lu saw nothing wrong with that. She lifted her foot and walked to the next door. Only when she arrived did she realize that the person sieving sand was someone she usually avoided. The foundation had to dry completely before the walls could be built. With a somewhat injured face, Xiao Dazhuang, along with Wang Hao and Luo Shiliu, was moving bricks from the pile to the construction site. Commonly known as bricklaying. Beside the red brick pile, a rectangular sand sieve was diagonally placed on the ground. A stern-looking man held a shovel, exerting force with each movement, throwing sand onto the wire mesh. The fine sand and large gravel separated with each throw. Sensing her footsteps, the man stopped working. The shovel stood on the ground, hands crossed on the shovel handle. He raised his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "What do you want?" Bai Lu didn't want to deal with him, but with his brothers watching, she couldn't lose face. "I want some coarse sand." She smiled in a standard way, her voice crisp and cool. Xiao Cheng knew she was still angry, helplessly raising an eyebrow, waving the shovel, "How much?" The sizes of the sieved coarse sand varied. Bai Lu didn't know exactly how much she needed, so she pointed to the small black bucket used for mixing cement slurry at his feet. "One bucket." The cement slurry bucket was only a third the size of a water bucket. However, when filled with coarse sand, it weighed at least twenty kilograms. Xiao Cheng looked at the girl's wrist, slender like a willow branch. It seemed like it could break with a pinch. "Can you lift it?" Bai Lu, angered, wanted to say he didn't need to bother. Before the words left her mouth, she clenched her teeth and changed it to, "Then half a bucket." She could make another trip if needed. In the end, Xiao Cheng filled an entire bucket with coarse sand and personally carried it to her. The rare sight drew cheers and whistles from the group of bricklayers behind them. Bai Lu, who was originally walking behind, overtook Xiao Cheng in an instant, quickly heading home. Xiao Cheng glanced back. The men immediately restrained themselves, swiftly moving bricks! Bai Lu returned to the courtyard, politely said "thank you" to Xiao Cheng, and took the sand bucket from his hands. She poured the coarse sand into a large basin filled with water, carefully washing it, picking out pieces that were too big, too small, or damaged, placing them on the side to be disposed of later. Uneven-sized sand could cause uneven heating during chestnut frying, leading to burning. Xiao Cheng stood still, observing. Bai Lu washed the sand seriously, repeatedly rubbing it with her white and slender hands, completely ignoring him. As if she was completely unaware of the person beside her. Helplessly, Xiao Cheng picked up the sand she rejected and put it back in the bucket before leaving. After a while, he brought another bucket of coarse sand. Bai Lu still thanked him politely before continuing to wash her sand, not giving him a glance. Xiao Cheng was completely helpless; washing sand wasn't a heavy task, and he couldn't help. He could only return to the next door to continue sieving sand. Bai Lu finished washing the sand and, after drying it, proceeded to sift it. The pan for sifting was the one damaged by the fallen brick. She placed an old iron piece in the corner to patch the hole. As long as she didn't scrape the bottom forcefully, it could still be used. Increasing the fire in the stove, she heated the gravel in the pan, added a spoonful of sugar syrup, sprinkled it in a circle, and repeatedly stirred the gravel. This allowed all the gravel to stick to the syrup. Once the surface of the gravel was covered with a transparent sugar film, she put the chestnuts in for frying. This method could remove dirt and the fine hairs not visible to the naked eye from the surface of the chestnuts, making them cleaner, shiny, and smooth. During the process, she had to keep stirring to prevent the pan from burning. Once the chestnut surface turned slightly yellow, she changed the medium-high heat to low heat. Low heat frying was for cooking the flesh inside the chestnuts. When the sand and chestnuts were clearly visible, she added half a spoonful of sugar syrup and continued stirring until the chestnuts dried, and the surface color turned brown or deep brown. The freshly fried chestnuts were very hot, so Bai Lu couldn't grab them directly. She used chopsticks to pick one up. Placing it on the table, she pinched it with her thumb and index finger across the tablecloth. The chestnut shell immediately opened. The golden flesh, sweet and not greasy, emitted a fragrance that made one's appetite soar. Outside, passing by, Xiao Wei couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his eyes fixed on the scene. She actually, really could fry chestnuts with sand, and they smelled so good, a taste he had never experienced. "Xiao Wei, come and taste." Bai Lu had noticed the little guy long ago, holding a shining chestnut, smiling and waving to him. Xiao Wei felt that refusing someone's hard work was impolite. So he went in. The sand and chestnuts in the pan were all poured out, already separated with a sieve. The sand was placed in an old and broken tile jar, and the chestnuts were placed in a bamboo tray, looking particularly fragrant. Xiao Wei didn't ask for the chestnuts peeled by Bai Lu. He took one himself, peeling and eating while it was still hot. Chestnuts fried with sand had soft, sweet, and crisp flesh, much better than boiled or roasted ones! "Is it delicious?" Bai Lu hadn't missed the little guy's subtle expression. Even the wooden face, fixed for twenty-four hours a day, could change. Her skills should be good.  

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