Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

Two hundred mooncakes, the filling and the center will require about two kilograms of cream.

So Song Sanniang cooked according to the same amount, and when it was done, she took it to the cellar.

The water hasn't frozen yet, but there are already ice chips coming out.

Song Sanniang put the cream on top of the ice chips, then went back to the kitchen to beat thirty-five salted egg yolks, sprinkled some white wine, and steamed them for twenty minutes.

At this time, Si Niang and Wu Niang came back, and Song Ersao had prepared dinner, so Song San Niang ate first.

Because they were going to make mooncake fillings tonight, Si Niang and Wu Niang were very happy. They asked Song San Niang many questions and also said that they had asked their little cousin to come over to play in the evening.

The family finished their dinner happily.

Song Sanniang was breaking the salted egg yolks. Uncle Liu's wife Chen and Uncle Liu's wife Fang came over with the coconut milk and black sesame paste. Liu Zezheng and others followed behind them.

The two of them put down their things, and then chatted with Song Ersao and her aunt and sister-in-law. The remaining children watched Song Sanniang work and clamored to help.

Song Sanniang didn't dare to ask them to help. If the next one made a mistake, all their efforts would be wasted. So she had to let them go out and play. After all the salted egg yolks were crushed and sieved, she started to prepare the lava filling.

For convenience, just take four large bowls, divide the ingredients needed for the filling evenly into the bowls, and then add the corresponding ingredients according to each flavor.

What you need in common are cream, coconut milk, butter, sugar, and salted egg yolk, put them in proportion.

Then you don’t need to add anything else to the custard filling.

Matcha powder is added to the runny heart.

Black sesame juice with black sesame paste,

The coconut milk is runny and has shredded coconut added.

Mix all four flavors evenly and sieve them.

Then heat over low heat to melt the butter.

After it cools down a little, use a piping bag made of greaseproof paper to squeeze the filling into the lava mold and put it in the freezer.

When Song Sanniang was cooking, neither of her two aunts entered the kitchen, probably to avoid suspicion, but Song Sanniang didn't mind.

When Song Sanniang took the stuffing to freeze, Si Niang and the others followed her.

When they saw the ice in the water tank, everyone was so excited that they reached in to touch it. Fortunately, the ice was not edible.

This was my first time making it, and I didn’t control the amount well. I originally planned to make about 200 pieces.

Who knew that there would be 223 in total. But I guess it will be the first time I bake them tomorrow and I won’t be able to control the heat well, so I’ll just make more and treat it as an experiment.

Liu Zezheng and the others wanted to stay at Song Sanniang's house and watch them make mooncakes the next day.

But that is impossible.

They had no choice but to follow their aunt and the other two, while they turned back and shouted to Song Sanniang and the other two, "When you start making mooncakes tomorrow, remember to find someone to call us so we can help."

Little cousin Liu Zexi said goodbye to the fourth and fifth aunts reluctantly.

Song Sanniang just thought it was funny. It was clear that her aunt and her husband were going to make coconut milk the next day.

These cousins ​​are almost old enough to get married, but they still act like children.

When she thought of this, she wanted to complain again. They are just high school students, but they are already preparing to get married and have children. What were the ancients thinking?

She ran to the cellar to check on the ice out of concern. After checking, she felt relieved, thinking that it would not all melt overnight.

The next day, while Song Laoer's family was still having breakfast, the two aunts came with a group of people. Song Ersao hurriedly asked them to have breakfast together.

My aunt laughed and said, "These monkeys woke us up early in the morning and wanted to come over. We had already eaten.

I have prepared the coconut milk. I will see if I can help you later. I wonder when the head of the village will come to collect taxes."

Song Ersao asked, "Are you all ready?"

The eldest aunt nodded, and the second aunt continued, "This year we have 500 kilograms more grain than in previous years, and fortunately we don't have to pay a head tax."

My maternal grandfather's family has a total of thirty acres of paddy fields. In recent years, they have to pay five hundred kilograms of grain every year. This year, they have to pay one thousand kilograms directly. The second son Song's family harvested less than one thousand kilograms of rice.

People are like this, they envy others for having a lot of land, but when they see that they have to pay a lot of taxes, they are no longer envious.

If it is a good year, the farmers will go out to work with their backs straight.

If there is a famine, the harvest is poor, and you have to pay a large amount of taxes, you will lose everything.

After Song Laoer's family finished breakfast, Song Sanniang went to the cellar to check if the ice had melted. One third of the ice had melted.

Fortunately, Song Sanniang was afraid that the ice would melt and soak the lava filling, so she placed a ceramic jar filled with cream underneath. At this time, the water just reached one-third of the jar.

Song Sanniang got another jar of ice and went back to make mooncake fillings.

Liu Zezheng and his friends could do nothing but follow Sanniang around. Sanniang sent them to beat the egg yolks and preheat the oven.

Next, we need to make the fillings to cover the molten core and the crust.

The materials used to make the filling are similar to those used to make the filling for the lava.

They are all cream, butter, sugar, coconut milk, salted egg yolk, and then add the corresponding ingredients according to taste.

But the filling has two more things, flour and eggs.

This is the only way to fry the fillings until they are soft and dense, like stir-fried red bean paste or lotus seed paste.

I don’t plan to use Cantonese style crust for the pastry because it is hard when it is just made and needs to be fry for two or three days before it becomes soft.

Just add flour, sugar, butter and egg liquid to make a dough, divide it into small pieces, wrap them up and bake them to make a mooncake with milky crispy skin.

Because Song Sanniang was so flustered, Song Ersao and the other two couldn't stand it any longer.

After understanding the method, the three of them divided the work skillfully, some making the fillings, some kneading the dough, which made Song Sanniang look like nothing had happened.

She had no choice but to take the clean and dried pancake mold, spread wax paper on the table, and sprinkle some flour on it.

After the filling is ready, you can directly wrap it, dip it in flour, put it into the mold, press it, and then pour it out to make a mooncake.

The three of them worked together and stayed in the kitchen for a long time. In less than one morning, the filling and the crust were ready.

Song Sanniang then excitedly went to the cellar to take out the molten core. Because she was worried that it would melt, she could only bake it one package at a time in a batch, and she could bake twenty in one batch.

My aunt's family used to sell sesame cakes, so she had some experience with the temperature of baking cakes. She looked at the stove and said,

"You can bake two pans in this. Make forty first. I have a baking pan at home. Go get another one."

She went to ask Liu Zezheng to go back and get it.

So we made ten of each flavor, one for each flavor.

Custard corresponds to plum blossoms, matcha corresponds to the full moon, black sesame corresponds to the jade rabbit, and coconut milk corresponds to reunion.

When the tray was brought over, the mooncakes were ready.

Song Sanniang also made two, although they were not ugly, but for some reason, they felt worse than those made by her aunt and the others. She could only feel ashamed of her poor craftsmanship.

Originally, the four mothers and the others were clamoring to do it, but were stopped by Song Ersao and the others. This was to be sold for money, and if it was done ugly, how could they sell it?

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and the first batch of cakes came out quickly.

Of course, the appearance is not as good as that of the ones baked in the oven, and the outer skin of some of them is a little burnt, but the smell is sweet and fragrant, very tempting, and made the four women almost cry with greed,

Finally, when the second batch of mooncakes are wrapped and started to be baked, the first batch can be tasted.

It was quite successful. Although it was not Song Sanniang's credit, she was very happy.

A mooncake is the size of a small persimmon. When you break it open gently, the soft filling comes out. The liquid inside also wants to flow out. You have to suck it up quickly to prevent it from dripping onto your clothes.

The custard filling is golden yellow, and you can smell the rich aroma of egg yolk.

Matcha is green and makes you feel cool as soon as you open it. It's not the kind of cool that makes you feel cold, but the kind of cool that makes you feel refreshing.

Coconut milk is white, and with the addition of salted egg yolk, it has a beige feel.

The only thing people don’t seem to like is the sesame filling. After all, it feels like a child secretly eating roasted taro and making his mouth dirty.

However, after Song Sanniang brainwashed people about her sesame-colored hair and beauty care, everyone was able to accept it.

Song Sanniang found it strange. Why was it acceptable to add black sesame to baked cakes and mooncakes with black sesame filling, but this lava-filled black sesame filling was unacceptable?

No one remembered which pattern was which flavor, so they just picked one up at random and ate it. After they opened the filling, they looked at each other's fillings and exchanged flavors.

Song Sanniang stared at Si Niang and the other two, fearing that they would drip the liquid onto their clothes. Fortunately, they were not stupid and licked the liquid off immediately.

Everyone gave it unanimous praise. Compared with traditional mooncakes, the taste is fresh and not too sweet, making people want to eat more after eating one.

There were forty of them, and everyone ate fifteen.

So Song Sanniang wrapped the remaining pieces in oil paper and divided them into three portions.

An extra portion was given to the Song clan leader's family, because he had a large family, but it was just for everyone to taste, it was impossible for everyone to have one.

One for my grandfather's family, one for my fourth uncle's family,

This caused her aunt and several others to scold her for being a spendthrift. She had obviously intended to sell the items, but now they had all been given away. Song Sanniang had no choice but to say all the nice things she could to calm them down.

At this time, the village gong rang again, and the headman came to collect grain.

My second aunt and Liu Zezheng went back to move the food, leaving my eldest aunt to help. Song Laoer also carried the food to the ancestral hall.