sovbooks Chapter 88 Has Sizi lost her baby teeth?
Chapter 88 Has Sizi lost her baby teeth?
Chapter 88 Has Sizi lost her baby teeth?
Su Mu lay on a bamboo chair under the shade of a tree, his face covered with a well-worn cookbook, and he was idly fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan.
In this awful weather, you break out in a sweat the moment you move; it's better to just lie down and pretend to be dead.
A very faint sound of footsteps came from the courtyard gate.
Normally, before anyone even appears, that sweet, soft voice will have already flown in.
Today, however, it's all very quiet; there's not a sound at all.
Su Mu removed the book from his face and squinted at the doorway.
Little Sizi stood there.
Her usual lively and energetic spirit was completely gone; her pale yellow dress was stained with dust, and her two little pigtails weren't as spirited as usual.
The little girl lowered her head, her chubby little hands tightly covering her cheeks, her big eyes filled with tears, red and swollen, looking like they were about to burst into tears at any moment.
Su Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he jumped up from the bamboo chair.
"What's wrong?"
He walked over in a few steps and squatted down.
Little Sizi didn't speak, but shook her head desperately. She covered her mouth with her hand even tighter, and tears streamed down her face, falling onto her dusty feet and spreading out as small black dots.
"Who bullied you?"
Su Mu frowned and reached out to take her small hand. "Did Old Li go crazy and curse people again? Or did some ignorant servant upset you? Tell me, and I'll get revenge for you."
Little Sizi shook her head, sniffed, and looked extremely aggrieved, but she just wouldn't open her mouth.
This isn't right.
This girl is usually a chatterbox. She can smile like a flower when she has something delicious, and she can lift the roof off the Liangyi Hall when she is wronged.
The way he's acting like he's swallowing bitter herbs today is really unusual.
Su Mu didn't ask any more questions and started working directly.
He gently but firmly pried open the small hands covering her mouth.
"Open your mouth, let me see."
The little ox shrank back in resistance, even closing its mouth tightly, its cheeks puffed out.
"Listen to me, don't you want to eat anything delicious?"
Su Mu played his trump card, "Today I'm planning to make some soft desserts. If you don't open your mouth, I'll eat them myself."
The allure of delicious food is indeed deadly.
Little Sizi's eyelashes trembled, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally opened her mouth a tiny crack.
Su Mu leaned closer to take a look.
There were no external injuries, and the tongue was fine.
Su Mu glanced around at his gums and chuckled.
The middle front tooth on the bottom row was wobbling at an extremely subtle angle, and the gums were a little red and swollen, making it look like it was about to fall off.
"I thought it was some kind of catastrophe."
Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief and gently touched the loose tooth with his hand.
"Hmm!"
Little Sizi shuddered, quickly shut her mouth, and cried even harder.
"Guoguo—Ya Ya—Ya Ya is going to fall out—"
The little girl finally spoke, her voice muffled and choked with sobs, "Is it broken? Will it—will it turn into a toothless old woman—waaaaaah—"
So that's what you were afraid of.
Su Mu picked her up, walked back to the bamboo chair and sat down, then casually pulled out a towel to wipe her face.
"Who told you that losing your teeth makes you an old woman?"
"What the nanny said—if you don't have teeth—you'll be a seven-year-old baby—you can only drink porridge—"
The little ox was sobbing, a sob that came from the depths of its soul.
For a seasoned foodie, not being able to eat meat is worse than the sky falling!
"I still want seven spare ribs — I want seven flying blinds — I don't want to drink porridge —"
Su Mu couldn't help but laugh out loud and reached out to pinch her little nose.
"Silly girl, this is called losing your baby teeth."
"Losing baby teeth?"
Little Sizi stopped crying and looked at him through teary eyes.
"Yes, out with the old, in with the new."
Su Mu pointed to his own tooth, "Everyone has to go through this. It means our curse has grown up. This little tooth has completed its task and is now making room for the more powerful big teeth."
Once this tooth falls out, the new one will be stronger, and you'll have more strength to chew bones.
"Really?"
Little Sizi was half-believing and half-doubting, and her little hand wanted to cover her mouth again, "But—it hurts so much if I move—and—and it looks so ugly—"
"Who said it's ugly? Missing a tooth means you're losing money. We're just replacing the vault door."
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Su Mu placed her on the bamboo chair. "Sit here and don't move. Since your teeth are uncomfortable, I'll get you something good that you can swallow without chewing."
Upon hearing that it didn't require chewing, the little ox's eyes lit up.
Su Mu turned around and walked to the stove.
There were some readily available soft and mushy food items in the system's inventory, but he didn't want to use them.
At times like these, the warmth of handmade food is more comforting than cold, pre-made meals.
He took a piece of the best tenderloin.
This meat has no tendons or skin, and is extremely tender.
Turn the blade back.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Su Mu didn't use the blade to cut, but instead used the back of the blade to smash it little by little.
The dull knocking echoed in the courtyard in the afternoon, unhurried and calming, bringing a strange sense of peace.
The meat was repeatedly pounded with the back of the knife until its fibers broke completely, turning into a smooth paste.
Not finished yet.
Su Mu then carefully examined the inside with the back of the knife, picking out and discarding even the smallest bit of white fascia.
The resulting minced meat will melt in your mouth without even touching your gums.
Take a large bowl, put the minced meat in, add a little bit of scallion and ginger water to remove the fishy smell, a little salt for seasoning, and then crack in three eggs.
Warm water.
You must use warm water.
Su Mu poured water into the egg mixture, controlling the ratio to a precise 1:1.5.
Use chopsticks to quickly stir and mix the egg liquid and minced meat together completely, creating a layer of fine foam.
Filter with fine gauze.
This is a crucial step.
By filtering out the air bubbles and undissolved egg whites, the steamed egg custard can be as smooth as a mirror and as tender as tofu pudding.
Bring water to a boil in a pot.
Su Mu placed the bowl into the steamer and covered it with a plate to prevent water vapor from dripping and damaging the surface of the steamed egg custard.
While the eggs were steaming, he took two large white steamed buns.
It was leftover from this morning, and it's a bit dry and hard now.
Normally, Xiao Sizi would definitely find it offensive.
Peel.
Peel off the outer skin of the steamed bun, leaving only the white, soft, fluffy inside.
Then cut it into thick slices.
The small porcelain bowl next to it was filled with fresh milk, and a spoonful of honey was added and dissolved.
Su Mu picked up a slice of steamed bun and rolled it in the milk.
The originally dry and hard bread slices instantly absorbed the milk, becoming heavy and soft.
Brush a thin layer of oil on the bottom of the pan and fry over low heat.
Sizzle—!
The aroma of milk mixed with the scent of wheat wafted out with the rising steam.
The little ox on the bamboo chair sniffed and its little feet couldn't help but swing twice.
ten minutes.
Su Mu lifted the lid of the steamer.
A delicious aroma wafted over.
The surface of the steamed egg custard in the bowl was as smooth as a mirror, trembling slightly, its pale yellow color tinged with the pink of minced meat.
Drizzle a few drops of sesame oil and garnish with two chopped green onions.
All done!
Su Mu carried the tray to the bamboo chair and placed the items on the rickety little square table.
"Come on, have a taste."
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