"The third brother can definitely do it. This time I got 68 points, and I was only two points away from 70. The third brother could get 70 points as long as he worked a little harder, he could get 70 points!" Tang Xiaonan looked at Tang Aijun with a smile. Naughty children also need encouragement.

She is very confident in Han Ci's third brother!

Tang Aijun's panicked heart instantly calmed down, and his tail began to shake again. His sister was a spiritual boy. Nothing that was wrong with what she said was true, and he was absolutely fine.

"That's right, I almost got the exam this time, I'm notorious."

Su Wanrou also smiled and said, "Aijun will definitely pass the exam. You can eat here tonight. I made squirrel fish, as well as white turf and braised pork."

Tang Aijun swallowed his saliva. Although he disliked Su Wanrou's appearance, he had to admit that this ugly and weird cooking skills were better than his mother, and he would have many new dishes, and he has made great progress recently.

It turned out that Su Wanrou asked Huo Jinzhi to get a few recipes. When she was empty, she studied new dishes. In addition, the conditions are good now and there is a lot of oil, so the dishes she made are naturally delicious.

"I want to eat squirrel fish, Aunt Su, next time I make sweet and sour fish, braised crucian carp, fried small fish is delicious... The shrimps are covered with eggs and fried..."

Tang Xiaonan was so obsessed with her eyes on several dishes she liked in her previous life, she realized something was wrong after she said that, and smiled embarrassedly, covering up: "Grandpa Qi said..."

Huo Jinzhi couldn't help but pinch her face a few times, "If you eat fried food, you will become a fat pig. My mother's pigs are not as heavy as yours."

Tang Xiaonan was so angry that she slapped off her claws and glared hard. She hated the most about saying that she was fat, and she was not allowed to say even if it was the fact.

"Xiao Nan is not fat, she has lost a lot of weight recently. The little girl has to be round to look good. I will go and see if there are any small fish tomorrow." Su Wanrou smiled gently, and even looked at her son, saying that the little girl is fat at all times. No wonder Xiao Nan is angry.

Huo Jinzhi smiled and pulled his braids again. Before Tang Xiaonan was completely angry, he stood on a stool and took down the basket. He wanted to taste what Tangyang tasted. It was the first time he had eaten Tangyang for so many years in Mopanshan.

"Give!"

Huo Jinzhi cut the Tangyang in half first, then in half, cut it into eight small pieces, and handed it to Gu Yunchuan. Tang Aijun also came over to get one. Tang Xiaonan didn't want to eat it, so she wanted to keep her stomach and eat the fish.

"A bit like red bean cake." Huo Jinzhi tasted it. He didn't like it too much, it was too sweet, but the taste was very good.

"It's made of red beans, it's so delicious."

Tang Aijun ate in big mouthfuls. His favorite thing was Tangyang. One person could eat a whole piece, but this piece was two or three pounds, and even adults couldn't finish it.

The raw materials for sugar yang are actually very simple, including white sugar, rice and red beans. The rice is soaked and swelled into rice slurry, soaked and boiled, add sugar and stir, and then start steaming sugar yang after cooling.

It is necessary to steam the firewood in the countryside to make it delicious. Use a bamboo basket, place it on gauze, first scoop the rice paste and pour it on the gauze, spread it evenly like steamed rice paste, put it in the pot for a while, then take it out and pour it in red bean paste, a thick layer, about an inch thick, then put it in the pot and continue steaming. After the red beans are steamed and solidified, take it out and pour the rice paste and steam it again. Three consecutive processes are very complicated, so that the perfect sugar center can be steamed.

The rice peel on the surface is white and bubbly, the red beans wrapped in sweet and sandy, and the mellow red bean fragrance. There is almost nothing that children don’t like to eat. This kind of snack is used to worship ancestors, but later generations have become traditional breakfasts and can be eaten every day.
Chapter completed!