Chapter 143: Spring Is Here, Let’s Make a Cake (Food Chapter)

Since the archenemy Zhao Heng is dead, it is not difficult to kill other enemies. Read М

If you are idle, you have to find something to do. Otherwise, when you meet Gu Ke again in a few years, will you tell him that you did nothing and just killed a few small shrimps and went back?

He should not laugh at you, but this is different from her self-confession of incompetence.

Thinking of this, Miss Qin couldn't help but snorted: "A Qing? Humph, I don't know how many times she has sneaked out with that old aunt and fooled around with her, and she called her so affectionately!"

A thought flashed through her mind: Maybe, I shouldn't rush out?

Then she shook her head again: I didn't know Zhao Heng was dead, so how could I bear it.

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Gu Ke also guessed that she couldn't let go, so he didn't stop her. He just prepared various supplies for her, even the mother-child Qiankun bag.

This guy still has some conscience. Miss Qin still forgave someone in her heart.

What, those supplies also have plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, spring, summer, autumn and winter? Haha, they are just incidental.

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In Yulong Valley, the snow melted long before February arrived.

The temperature in the valley is several degrees higher than the outside world. After being suppressed by snow for more than a month, the flowers, plants and trees immediately began to compete for the spring rain and sunshine of the new year.

Unlike last year, the ten-mile area belonging to the livestock farm was noisy.

The rooster wandered around slowly, and the old hen with the chicks with tender yellow feathers slowly pecked at the stone grains and grass seeds on the ground.

The ducks swayed through the grass and went down to the stream to look for fish and shrimp hiding here and there. Sometimes they stood on the shore and combed their feathers with their bills.

The geese marched in the steps of village bullies, lined up in array, ran across the grass, squeezed the ducks on the shore, stood in the water and flapped their wings, and took a refreshing cold shower.

Pigs and sheep of all sizes gathered in groups, looming in the grass.

The pigs grunted and buried their heads to turn up the soil with their onion mouths, and the sheep stretched out their flexible tongues to eat the sweet and juicy grass roots and tubers.

The fewest old cows and horses were scattered, each looking for a piece of land to enjoy this spring feast.

Gu Ke, who was squatting by the small river pond in the livestock farm, looked up with a sense of awareness and looked to the northeast: "This feeling, they should be talking about me again."

Recently, the Wuxiang Zhenjing has broken through the 400th level, and he can feel some subtle information from time to time.

It was not words or pictures, but a kind of divine consciousness being touched, as if the wind was blowing across the body surface. The vague feeling could also distinguish the general goodwill and malice from it.

Generally speaking, this feeling would be ignored by him, after all, there were too many people who were grateful to Shennong and hated him.

Just think about it, who are these two parties.

However, he could easily distinguish Miss Qin and her friends because of the existence of the Friendship Contract.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, it was probably like caller ID, the others were all numbers, only Miss Qin marked the friend's name, and you could tell who it was at a glance.

Unfortunately, this was not real instant communication after all, or it was one-sided.

He could vaguely perceive their status, but they didn't know that he knew, and they couldn't send a message back.

But it didn't matter.

If the Wuxiang Zhenjing was upgraded, sooner or later, the range of vague perception would spread to thousands of miles away.

At that time, if he invested enough divine consciousness and temporarily strengthened a certain point in the vague perception, he might be able to communicate with them in consciousness.

Of course, even if the Wuxiang Sutra is upgraded to another 100 or 200 levels, it still cannot achieve such a heaven-defying effect.

So for now, it is enough to know that they are safe and sound, and let the rest take its course.

Just as she was thinking, a large group of warmth pressed up from behind: "Old Gu, didn't we agree to watch the fish and shrimp? Why are you always staring at the sky? Can they fly up to the sky?"

Well, this pressure is undoubtedly from Xiaoman. Gu Ke retracted his gaze: "Okay, it's useless to cheat again. The fish and shrimp haven't spawned yet, so they can't be moved for the time being."

After a pause, he still made a wish to the little girl: "After they lay eggs, I will get you ten fish and ten kilograms of shrimp every day."

Hearing this, Xiaoman was satisfied and rubbed her face against his back: "Old Gu, you are the best."

As a foodie, she is still easy to satisfy, provided that Gu Ke said that he never lied to her about eating, and he always fulfilled his promise.

This is a covenant that foodies will never break.

Gu Ke stood up, letting her hang on his back and walk towards the shed of the livestock farm: "How are the livestock?"

Xiao Man was like a lazy monkey, hanging on and refusing to come down, but immediately answered: "They are all very good, even the old ones have started to move around and eat, and their appetites are still very good. Oh, they just like to fight."

Gu Ke didn't care: "The strongest males of animals usually compete for the leader of the tribe, and the tribe follows the leader to act collectively, so that they can survive better in the wild."

Xiao Man said: "But it seems that the males are fighting the females."

Gu Ke was stunned: "What?"

Xiao Man popped her head out from his head, looked around, raised her hand and pointed: "Isn't it there, there are also there, and here."

Gu Ke looked in the direction of her finger, and then saw the old cow... pushing a cart?

Not only the two old cows, but also the other pigs and sheep, even chickens, ducks and geese are similar, all in broad daylight, doing the matter of life inheritance.

A magnetic and deep male voice appeared in his mind like a conditioned reflex: "Spring is here, and it is the season of reproduction of all things. The cattle, horses and livestock in the Yulong Valley..."

Xiaoman didn't stop, and was still mumbling: "It's getting warmer these days, and they always like this, but they don't seem to be hurt, so I didn't call you."

Shaking his head and putting aside this demonic voice, Gu Ke muttered for a few breaths: "Well, they are working hard to make better ingredients, so don't worry about them."

Xiaoman blinked, with doubt in his eyes: "Can we get better ingredients by fighting?"

Gu Ke hummed and raised his hand to greet Xiao Ping'er, who was flying in the air and rolling up chicken, duck and goose eggs with sunflower blood: "Look, don't we have new ingredients here?"

Xiao Ping'er floated over with a smile: "Brother Gu, these chickens, ducks and geese have adapted to this place and are starting to lay more eggs. It's just that they like to run outside and hide in the grass."

After hearing this, Gu Ke couldn't help but shake his head: "This is such a waste of time. Restrict them all to go back to the shack to lay eggs, so that you don't have to look for them everywhere."

Xiao Ping'er would not object to his words, she just smiled and nodded: "Okay. By the way, there are a lot of eggs collected. Can they be put into the warehouse directly?"

Gu Ke raised his hand and grabbed Xiao Man's bun-shaped face that popped out from the side of his head: "I can't eat fish and shrimp, so I'll make a cake for you to eat today, and pickle some salted duck eggs for breakfast later. How about that?"

Xiaoman's long face was filled with a bright smile: "Okay, okay, there's something delicious again."

Then she immediately emphasized: "I am the chef now. If you ask, I will do it."

Gu Ke let go of his elongated bun face and rubbed it lightly: "Okay, I'll try to succeed once and let you have a full meal."

The three of them took out the ingredients from the warehouse, one person took a lot, walked into the kitchen, and officially started work.

Flour, the main ingredient of pasta, is often referred to as high, medium and low-gluten flour, but it is actually very simple.

Low-gluten flour has a protein content of less than 5%.

All-purpose flour is ordinary flour with a protein content of 5~0%.

The protein content of high-gluten flour is about 5~5%.

If we talk about it more realistically, it means that the tendons are different.

Low-gluten flour has low gluten content, soft texture, and loose texture. It is generally used to make cakes and biscuits, and the kind that leaves a lot of small residue in one bite.

High-gluten flour has strong gluten, elastic and chewy texture, which is often called "gluteny", and is generally used to make bread and noodles.

All-gluten flour or ordinary flour can often replace high-gluten and low-gluten flours, but it requires more skill and heat, and the effect and taste will be worse.

Of course, this doesn't matter to Gu Ke.

Anyway, Valley is starting from scratch, so as long as the taste is not too dark, neither kid will dislike it.

However, cake requires eggs and milk. Although it can be made without these two things, Gu Ke doesn't know about it and has no interest in delving into it.

Life in the valley will not always be without meat, eggs, and milk, and he is not short of snacks.

Cake requires eggs and milk, but bread and biscuits are not necessary.

In ancient times, all the black bread that people ate was black bread with sawdust added. I have never heard of bread with egg milk.

The biscuits only need to be seasoned with flour, oil, salt and sugar, sprinkled with nuts, and baked.

The difference from pancakes lies in the noodles and heat.

There is no problem with the fermentation of the flour, there is enough sugar and salt, and the finished product is basically unpalatable.

Under his reminder, Xiaoman developed the skill of baking biscuits from baking dough pancakes early on.

From the earliest sugar cookies and pretzels, to adding dried fruits and preserved fruits, we also try to make various new flavors.

She gave the delicious ones to everyone as treasures, kept the edible ones as snacks, and threw all the weird experimental products that were inedible into compost.

Of course, now that there is really no food, there is another place to go - to feed livestock.

As long as there is salt, sugar and grain in the food, the animals will like it very much and there will be no waste at all.

Flour, oil, salt, sugar, eggs, and goat's milk were all sufficient. Gu Ke took his two children and started experimenting in the kitchen.

Then I discovered...well, this goat milk cannot be frothed.

When I tried again, well, after adding the wheat straw sugar, it became more difficult to froth the egg whites.

It can only be beaten without adding wheat straw sugar, and then defoaming is easy.

After thinking about it, Gu Ke vaguely remembered that it seemed to be topped with lemon juice.

He didn't have lemon juice, so he had to use fruit vinegar.

I tried it and the foaming effect finally improved a lot.

Add the flour quickly and add it twice to avoid defoaming.

In fact, there is no profound reason why cakes need to be foamed. It is just to increase the internal voids and make them fluffier and softer.

The more subdivided wet foaming, neutral foaming, and dry foaming are from high to low, and wet foaming has the highest softness and fluffiness.

Not fluffy and soft at all? That's dead dough pancake.

Gu Ke was very familiar with this thing. When Zimai made the flour, Xiao Man had to bake pancakes for him to eat.

A large amount of wheat straw sugar will also be stuffed inside to make a candy-centered pot helmet, which tastes extremely sweet.

In the previous life, there was baking powder (the main material was soda ash), which also increased the fluffiness and softness of the cake.

With this thing, even if your foaming skills are poor, you can still make a decent cake.

It's a pity that Gu Ke, who has never made cakes, doesn't know this. It's useless to know, since he doesn't have baking powder anyway.

So everything still had to be done by hand, adding flour, stirring and mixing with the beaten egg whites, and the result was that the foam was defoamed again.

Gu Ke and the other three said directly: <(￣ー￣#)>!<(￣﹌￣)>! (＞﹏＜)?

This step took the three of them a long time to figure out, and they found that when mixing flour and foam, they could not stir directly in circles, but had to stir against the wall.

Finally, they succeeded, poured it into a bamboo ring mold, and put it in a constant temperature oven to bake.

The temperature can be inferred according to common sense. This is a cake, which needs to be soft and fluffy. If it is burnt, the whole cake will have a taste.

Therefore, the time can be slightly longer, but the temperature does not need to be too high.

In the end, the temperature was reduced by about 20% to 30% compared with baking bread, and it was baked, expanded, and yellowed.

Gu Ke observed it with his mind, and when he felt it was almost done, he took it out.

Xiaoman did not take it out of the mold, but took a small bamboo knife to cut a piece and handed it to Gu Ke.

"It barely looks like a cake." Gu Ke commented as he looked at the loose pores unique to cakes on the cut surface.

Although the distribution and size are not very uniform, the foaming effect is finally there, and it is not a dead cake.

Then he put her into his mouth, his eyes moved slightly, and he slowed down the chewing movement.

Xiaoman was full of expectation: "How is it?"

Gu Ke looked thoughtful and analytical: "It's a bit dry, not fluffy enough, and not sweet enough."

Xiaoman heard this and gave herself and Xiaoping'er a piece, and took a big mouthful.

After chewing it twice, she suddenly opened her mouth and spit it out, staring at someone angrily: "You call it not sweet enough? It's not sweet at all."

Gu Ke then slowly spit out the unchewed cake: "Xiaoman, you know me. I think a delicious dessert should not be too sweet first."

Xiaoman: (′∩｀)

Gu Ke finally admitted his mistake when he saw her angry look: "Well, actually we were so busy that we forgot to put sugar in it."

Xiaoman: "Ahhhh~~~"

She punched the kitchen wall with her fists and gritted her teeth: "Come again! I don't believe I can't make a delicious cake."

Oh, why are you still angry. Gu Ke thought about it and simply made a mug cake as he did in his previous life, heating a small amount of milk, oil and sugar, mixing them well, then adding them to the flour and egg white paste that had not been used up just now, pouring them into a small bowl and baking.

When the cake came out of the oven this time, Xiaoman cut a piece of it and stuffed it into her mouth without hesitation.

She was not afraid of it being unpalatable, she just wanted to be the first to know how it tasted this time.

The originally gnashing expression suddenly eased, then gradually turned into a smile, and finally a satisfied look.

Gu Ke raised his eyebrows: Are you kidding? What delicious cake can you really make by messing around like this?

He also cut a piece and stuffed it into his mouth to chew, then nodded affirmatively.

Xiao Ping'er on the side was suspicious: "Is it really delicious?"

Gu Ke smiled and shook his head: "No, it's just that there is too much sugar, it's a bit choking."

Xiao Ping'er suddenly realized, cut a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, and a faint smile appeared on her face: "This tastes okay."

Gu Ke was quite speechless.

But obviously, as a person whose standard for delicious desserts is "not too sweet", I am destined to not reach a consensus with two people who will enjoy eating desserts as long as they are sweet enough.

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In the future, Lao Bing will indicate the chapters that focus on food (food chapter) in the chapter title.

Those who are not interested can skip it, and I will try to reduce such chapters in the future (this chapter is a draft, sweat).