Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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The next day, Su Yemu just got up and heard the voice of Boss Hei. Seeing Su Yemu coming down, he smiled and said: “Xiao Ye, I got you a gg.”
Su Yemu: “What is gg?”
“To endorse the farm,” Boss Hei was very happy. Yesterday, Su Yemu only did one live broadcast, and today it was all over the news about the Mid-Autumn Festival. Many historians and archaeologists had even responded and expressed their support.
God knows that these people must have also found a little information about the Mid-Autumn Festival after Su Yemu’s live broadcast yesterday. They must have gone to look through historical documents overnight, but it did not prevent them from shouting to revive civilization.
With the blessing of these professors, the effect was even more gratifying.
“I have never filmed a gg.”
“Don’t worry, with Bai Xi here, you two can film together.”
He Yunting next to him said calmly: “Su Su is now the honorary chairman of the cooking association. It is not suitable for him to do a gg for the farm. Don’t involve him too much in your business in the future.”
Since he had the title of honorary chairman of the cooking association, being too involved in business and money would undoubtedly give people a handle.
Boss Hei suddenly came to a realization, how could he forget this? No wonder Bai Jun said he was working for free when he came here today.
“Tsk, I didn’t expect this. You don’t have to worry about the farm and the Sky mall in the future. Just deal with your live broadcast!”
After saying that, he left without giving Su Yemu a chance to speak.
Su Yemu: “Does he still want to participate in the opening of the Imperial Kitchen?”
Bai Xi, who was in the studio, was a little excited. He was working with Su Yemu again! He didn’t know if he could go home with him for dinner after filming gg. The last time they were on “Gourmet” together, the taste of the dishes was still unforgettable in his mind.
But after waiting and waiting, Bai Xi waited for the notice from the agent that Su Yemu would not film anymore, and you can film it yourself!
Boss Hei told Su Yemu to stop managing the farm. He really didn’t want him to manage it. He just told him that he just needed to show off his skills on the day when the Imperial Kitchen opened. Although he said he didn’t need to manage it, Su Yemu was also very busy. He had to draw the lantern pictures for the Lantern Festival and write the riddles. Professor Li, who learned from the live broadcast that Su Yemu was going write the riddles, and Professor Huang, who had not returned to the Federation, followed Su Yemu from that day on, even when he went to see the preparations of the Imperial Kitchen.
The Lantern Festival was arranged at the foot of the mountain behind the Imperial Kitchen. Su Yemu drew the pictures, and Bai Jun found someone to decorate according to the pictures. He also had to recruit people to set up stalls. He thought he would not be able to recruit people, but all the students from the History College came to sign up, and there were not enough stalls to grab.
The Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival was held in full swing. Three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the tourism project of Saier Star was finally listed, and the route was opened, ushering in a huge flow of people. The osmanthus wine that had been brewed for more than a month was also transported to the Imperial Kitchen, waiting to be opened.
Although the time for making sweet-scented osmanthus wine was not enough, it could still be used. There was also the rice wine brewed by Su Yemu. Boss Hei took two bottles. After the defendant He Yunting found out, the rest were all moved to the Marshal’s Mansion.
On the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Su Yemu started live broadcasting again.
So nervous, so nervous. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It’s the first time for me to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. What should I do? Is there anything I should pay attention to?
Didn’t Bobo put the process on the bulletin board? Look at it yourself! Having said that, I am also nervous! I have never done these things.
Our whole family has made an appointment to go to the Lantern Festival together tomorrow. I went to the Lantern Festival venue to see it, but it’s a pity that the venue is closed. I can only see many red lanterns from a distance. I am so looking forward to it.
My whole family will go too, but it’s a pity that the seats in the Imperial Kitchen have been booked. How can it go so fast? Wow, I cried.
You cherish your blessings. We in the Federation don’t even have the opportunity to meet. I am sad.
As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, everyone started chatting. Su Yemu was ignored for the first time.
“Hello everyone, welcome to the food live broadcast room, I am Su Yemu.”
Haha, Bobo, you don’t need to introduce yourself, everyone knows who you are!
“I thought you forgot me!” Su Yemu asked with a smile: “Do you remember what is the most important thing about the Mid-Autumn Festival?”
Some people said the Lantern Festival, some said fried snails, and some said worshiping the moon. Su Yemu waited and waited, and finally someone said to eat moon cakes.
“Yes, eat moon cakes, then let’s make moon cakes today,” Su Yemu took out the prepared ingredients: “There are many kinds of traditional moon cakes, including Cantonese style, Suzhou style, etc., with fillings such as five nuts and coconut flakes. Today, due to time constraints, we will make two kinds.”
So excited, it sounds delicious.
The mooncake skin was made of flour, invert sugar syrup, vegetable oil, alkaline water, etc. Due to time constraints, Su Yemu had already made the skin in advance; there was also a five-nut filling, made of melon seeds, pine nuts, walnuts, etc., which Su Yemu had also made in advance. After telling everyone about these two processes, Su Yemu began to make coconut flake filling. He softened the butter, added sugar and beat it evenly, then added egg yolk, beat it evenly, added milk and beat it evenly, then added coconut flakes and beat it evenly, so that the coconut flakes filling came out.
He kneaded the skin into small balls and flattened them into skins. He then kneaded the two fillings into small balls, then put the fillings into the dough, wrapped them, put them into the moulds, and pressed them into shape.
Traditional mooncakes usually had the words “Fu Shou”[1] on them, and the moulds made by Su Yemu also had these two words. Su Yemu made thirty of each of the two fillings, and after they were done, they went into the oven.
“Actually, there is a new type of mooncake skin called ice skin. I don’t make it here, but I have given the order to a friend. You should be able to eat it when you come over tomorrow.” Su Yemu originally wanted to make two more things in the live broadcast room, but he had been very busy recently and had no time.
Looking forward to it, Bobo, you said there were lantern riddles before. If we guessed it right, would there be prizes?
“Well, this time we will make a large batch of mooncakes as gifts, as well as lanterns, etc. There are a lot of prizes, everyone should work hard.” Su Yemu gave the order to Boss Hei to make mooncakes. They had already been made and the mooncakes were on the way. Everyone was very curious about the Mid-Autumn Festival and kept grabbing Su Yemu to chat with them. They were talking with relish until the oven made a “ding” sound. Everyone then remembered that there were mooncakes at this time.
The mooncakes were very beautiful in shape, with ivory edges, brown-red bottom and surface, burnt red color, and a strong aroma. When Su Yemu took out the mooncakes, someone couldn’t help but try them.
Ah, it’s hot!
Warrior, didn’t you see it just came out of the oven? How dare you attack.
“Did you get burned? Is it uncomfortable?” Su Yemu asked worriedly. Although it was data, it still must hurt!
Fortunately, thanking Bobo, I’m fine. I reduced the pain.
You can still do this. I learned it.
Su Yemu breathed a sigh of relief, took out the mooncake and put it on the plate, cut it into four pieces, while the aroma kept floating up, and when Su Yemu said it was ready, everyone quickly started.
The characteristics of Cantonese mooncakes were thin skin, rich fillings, crispy, and delicious, especially the five-nut mooncake, which was all nuts, with distinct layers, and tasted very fragrant and delicious; the coconut mooncake skin was as crispy and fragrant as the five-nut mooncake, but the filling was soft and crispy, sweet, and had a strong milk and coconut fragrance.
It’s delicious, better than biscuits.
It smells so good, there are so many nuts inside, I like the skin the most, it’s crispy and crunchy.
I like coconut mooncakes, the filling inside is soft and glutinous, and delicious.
If I don’t get picked today, I will stay up late to study tonight, and strive to win the first place in guessing the riddle tomorrow and get the mooncake.
I think it’s more practical to stay up late to study. Look, there are more than 20 billion people online.
I want to ask, is there a share for our Federation? Wow, there is no share for the Federation every time.
“The mooncakes I made today can only be drawn for three people, but there will be a mooncake lottery tomorrow, and there will be a share for the Federation. Remember to log in to the live broadcast tomorrow.”
Ahh, on behalf of the Federation, I love Bobo.
Wow, is there a live broadcast tomorrow? I thought there would be no live broadcast.
Shocked, happy, I won’t sleep tonight, I will stay here.
Will it be live from morning?
“Yes, it will be live from morning until the lights are turned off. In addition, to drawing three mooncakes today, a table of twelve people will be drawn to attend the opening banquet of the Imperial Kitchen.” Su Yemu dropped another heavy bomb, shocking everyone, and it took a while for them to react.
Draw me, draw me, you must draw me, Bobo, I’m here, do you see me?
Oh my God! Big prize! Bet on my luck this year, and you must draw me.
Bet on the King of the Universe. If I don’t win, I will never believe in the powerless King of the Universe again.
I bet on Marshal He. If I don’t win, I will bet on Marshal He to Bobo.
Oh my god, this is a big prize, smash the gifts.
At the command, the warships were smashed to pieces, and with the crazy messages in the live broadcast room, there was chaos. Everyone shouted to pick them, but there were only twelve places. As the system announced the list, some people really cried and some laughed.
The person who bet on He Yunting didn’t win, and was so angry that he swiped wildly: “Give the marshal to Bobo to do hard labour.”
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[1] In Chinese, the phrase fú shòu (福壽) means “happiness and longevity”.