The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

Yu Zhizhi smiled and replied, "You can help me peel the mangoes and peaches, and then grind them into fine juice along with the grapes and apricots."

There is a stone mill outside the kitchen, which comes in handy.

Then, Yu Zhizhi arranged for He Ping'an to grind the tea leaves into powder, and Xiaotao was responsible for steaming the mung beans and boiling the red beans into red bean paste.

Aunt He had already removed the cores of the hawthorn berries, so Yu Zhizhi only needed to steam them until soft and then grind them into not-too-fine hawthorn crumbs.

This makes it more grainy when eaten.

Two hours later, He Yang swaggered into the kitchen, "Boss, is there anything else you need me to do?"

At this time, Yu Zhizhi was pouring yogurt and melted syrup in proportion into a wooden plate containing hawthorn pieces, mango juice, peach juice and red bean paste.

"You mix the juice in these four barrels evenly, and then pour it into these ice cream molds."

"okay!"

He Yang grinned, this job was too easy.

Then place them in a cold storage room and keep them in the refrigerator for more than two hours, and they will freeze.

After making the hawthorn popsicles, mango popsicles, peach popsicles and red bean popsicles, Yu Zhizhi didn't stop for a moment.

Fang Lanzhu looked at the large plate of egg liquid in front of her, her eyes full of curiosity. She couldn't help but ask, "Zhizhi, is this egg liquid also used to make ice cream? I just saw that those ice creams didn't use eggs."

Yu Zhizhi smiled and nodded, patiently explaining, "Yes, adding egg liquid to the ice creams we'll make later will make them more milky."

Then, Yu Zhizhi poured the egg liquid, milk, and sugar into the pot, and turned to Aunt He, who was in charge of the fire, and said, "Aunt He, remember to use low heat the whole time."

"I understand." Aunt He responded with a smile.

The process requires constant stirring until the milk becomes boiling hot. After the milk cools down, Yu Zhizhi starts making slush ice cream.

I saw her skillfully pouring purple grape juice, orange apricot juice and green matcha juice in a certain proportion into three wooden barrels filled with freshly processed milk, and then stirring them thoroughly.

Finally, Yu Zhizhi also specially made mung bean milk ice cream and pure milk ice cream.

I worked from morning to night, and made about two thousand ice creams in a whole day.

But that’s not enough, Yu Zhizhi plans to make more than 4,000.

This time she will set up the stall for four days in total. She plans to sell one thousand sticks every day and keep the rest for herself to lick slowly.

The next day, they split into two groups. Yu Zhizhi, Xiaotao, and Yun Haodong and his wife continued to busily make ice cream, while He Yang and Xiaochen were responsible for putting the frozen ice cream into oil-paper bags.

However, before that, He Yang needs to write the name of the ice cream on each oil paper bag.

Yu Zhizhi was worried that they might pretend to be wrong, so she pointed at the colorful ice cream and asked, "Do you remember what flavors these ice creams are?"

Yun Xiaochen immediately raised his hand to answer: "Red is hawthorn popsicle, pink is peach popsicle, yellow is mango popsicle, dark brown is red bean popsicle, dark purple is grape slush ice cream, orange is apricot slush ice cream, green is matcha slush ice cream. And white..."

"Um~"

At this moment, He Yang suddenly stretched out his chubby hand, covered Yun Xiaochen's mouth, and then couldn't wait to answer: "The white one is pure milk ice cream, and the one with mung beans is mung bean milk ice cream."

How can this kid be so talkative? He really has no foresight at all. At least give him some chance to answer.

Yu Zhizhi couldn't help laughing when she saw this scene. She reached out and touched her brother's head, praising him, "Xiaochen is amazing. You got all the answers right. I'll give you an ice cream cone as a reward later."

Hearing his sister's praise, Yun Xiaochen blinked his big eyes happily and asked, "Then can I choose the flavor I like?"

In fact, he had long had his eyes on the grape-shaped grape slush ice cream.

Yu Zhizhi smiled and nodded, "Of course."

At the same time, she didn't ignore the conspicuous bag beside her and turned to He Yang and said, "Your share won't be missing."

When He Yang heard this, he immediately smiled so hard that his teeth showed. He was so excited that he almost jumped up and couldn't wait to taste it.

When he saw the ice cream that had already formed and frozen, his eyes were already firmly attracted and he couldn't take his eyes off them.

Wow, those popsicles don't just look pretty.

Moreover, he seemed to have felt a slight chill.

It was the hottest time of the afternoon. If there hadn't been a lot of ice in the kitchen, they would probably be sweating profusely.

Yu Zhizhi walked briskly to the cold storage, carrying a simple wooden freezer. She filled it with some ice cream and then happily returned to the kitchen.

"Let's eat ice cream!"

He Yang immediately ran over with a bright smile on his face when he heard the voice. "Boss, give me a hawthorn popsicle."

He took the ice cream, quickly tore open the oil-paper bag, and took a big bite without hesitation. However, before Yu Zhizhi could warn him, she heard him scream!

"what!"

"Good ice!"

He was shivering from the cold.

Everyone looked at him curiously, only to see that He Yang's facial features were instantly twisted into a ball, his expression slightly painful and funny.

Full of humor.

People can't help but laugh.

After his negative example and Yu Zhizhi's reminder, everyone began to taste the ice cream in their hands carefully.

He Yang licked his lips and said contentedly, "Boss, this is sweet and sour. It has a strong hawthorn flavor, and you can even taste the hawthorn flesh. It's so delicious!"

At this moment, he felt that all his hard work over the past few days was worth it.

Yu Zhizhi looked at her brother tenderly and asked softly, "Xiaochen, is the grape slush ice cream delicious?"

Yun Xiaochen was licking it with great pleasure. "Sister, I love this ice cream so much. It's cold and delicious. I won't get tired of it no matter how many I eat."

He Yang quickly finished the ice cream in his hand. When he turned to look at Yun Xiaochen, he found that he was licking it slowly. He couldn't help but remind him:

"Xiaochen, don't just lick the top. The bottom of the ice cream has started to melt."

It all dripped onto the ground, what a waste!

"Know it."

Yun Xiaochen responded, but continued to lick it slowly. In fact, he also wanted to finish it quickly, but he couldn't bear to do so, so he savored it slowly.

Yu Zhizhi seemed to understand his thoughts and said with a smile, "Snow slushie has a softer texture than popsicles, but it does melt more easily. Xiaochen, you can try popsicles next time."

Then, she said to everyone, "Although this ice cream is good for cooling off in the summer, it is a cold food after all, so don't eat too much at once. I suggest that children eat no more than one ice cream a day, and adults no more than two ice creams a day."

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this.

After eating an ice cream, everyone felt much more relaxed and had more energy to work.

"Boss, have you decided how much you want to sell an ice cream cone for? This kind of rare thing is unique in the entire Chuyun Kingdom. We must sell it at a higher price this time."

He Yang still felt that the stinky tofu he sold at the stall last time was too cheap.