Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 1630: Chapter 1624: Teaching How to Make Rice Candy

“Oh, Mom, are you planning to give these away?” Qin Jiale wondered. With just a few of them, making so much would be too much to eat. Fried rice sugar can be kept, but shrimp pancakes can’t, as they won’t taste good the next time. They’re only delicious when freshly fried, aromatic, and flavorful, but when cooled they are not the same.

So she didn’t understand why her mother wanted her to make so many. Could it be to give to Auntie Wu’s family or maybe the village chief’s wife’s family?

“Just do as you’re told, don’t ask so many questions,” Nangong Shulan really felt like giving this clueless daughter of hers a flick on the forehead. Couldn’t she see that her teacher and classmates were feeling awkward?

“Got it, I’ll go make them now. But Mom, I can’t make that many by myself. Why don’t you get some pliers and let them help clamp the walnuts? I’ll start on the rice sugar, is that okay?” Qin Jiale felt speechless being retorted by her mother, thinking that once visitors come, she’d become the little neglected one at home.

“Your dad can handle that. Don’t worry about anything else. Just go make your share,” said Nangong Shulan, thinking that with everyone waiting here, it wouldn’t be proper to have the guests work. It was better to let her husband help. Otherwise, her husband could entertain the guests with their children, while she could handle the tasks.

“Auntie, why don’t you bring the pliers? Ye Li and I can help out. Since I was the one who said I wanted to eat, I can’t just sit around and wait while doing nothing, right?” Pang Chao had no other reason, so he just spoke the truth. That was really what he thought, and of course, that’s what he did.

“Oh, it’s too embarrassing, I’ll do it myself, you guys enjoy yourselves,” Nangong Shulan really didn’t feel comfortable letting the guests help out.

“Auntie, don’t be so formal with us. We’re guys, so we should be the ones helping out, don’t you think, Mr. Ye?” Ye Li felt that he should at least say something.

“That’s right, Mrs. Qin, you should let them help. Isn’t there a saying, ‘many hands make light work’? Let them do it themselves, and we can sit over there to chat and have some tea. Mr. Qin has already served some good tea.” Ye Junhua noticed that Qin Lei had already set up the tea and snacks.

The way this family acts doesn’t resemble ordinary farmers at all. Who knows what their ancestors did for a living?

Ye Junhua had never delved into the background of the Qin family, so he wasn’t really aware of their history.

“Alright then, thank you guys,” said Nangong Shulan, agreeing since even the teacher had proposed it.

Having more people is indeed powerful. After Ye Li and Pang Chao figured out how to crack the walnuts, they got to work. They hadn’t expected there would be so many steps involved just to get some tasty food, but since they wanted it, they decided to do it.

Meanwhile, Qin Jiale was busy in the kitchen with four other girls, experimenting. As they watched the fried rice come out of the pot, the golden rice puffs emitted an enticing aroma, making them swallow their saliva frequently.

“Lele, what’s next? What should we do?” Ye Zishu suddenly felt a great sense of accomplishment because it was something she made herself.

From the start, Qin Jiale had just been standing beside her, instructing her on what to do. The entire process was done by her alone. Now, seeing the rice puffs come out of the pot, she couldn’t be more proud.

“Next, wash the pot and simmer the syrup. Remember not to have the heat too high, or it’ll burn in no time.” Qin Jiale looked at Ye Zishu’s rice puffs, which turned out even better than her first attempt. It seemed this girl had a natural talent for cooking. She wondered whether Ye Zishu would want to learn how to cook?