Daddy's Gourmet Shop-Chapter 307 - 297: The Filling Is Sweet, but Not as Sweet as You (Part 2)

Chapter 307: Chapter 297: The Filling Is Sweet, but Not as Sweet as You (Part 2)

After cleaning, place it on the cutting board, use a knife to remove the membrane, and chop into small cubes for later use.

Once the temperature of the black sesame on the tray cools down, becoming warm, he takes a plastic bag and pours the black sesame into it.

Spread them on the cutting board and crush them with a rolling pin, but don’t turn them into powder, as doing so would lose the unique texture of the black sesame filling.

Just crush them enough to release their aroma.

After crushing, he pours it into a clean bowl, then adds the previously chopped lard cubes and powdered sugar.

The amount of powdered sugar should be roughly equal to the lard cubes.

He started kneading the filling.

With his kneading, combined with the remaining heat from the crushed black sesame, the powdered sugar quickly dissolved into the filling.

It melted.

And became the binder in the filling.

Binding the dry crushed black sesame and distinct lard cubes together.

Not long after, it became a shiny ball of filling.

He picked it up and placed it on the cutting board.

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

Having washed her face and played with the Peppa Pig balloon in the living room for a while, Xuanxuan ran into the kitchen and saw her dad dividing a shiny, black mass into slightly larger than marble-sized balls, and couldn’t help but curiously ask.

Huang Tao continued working while saying, "Daddy is making the filling for glutinous rice balls!"

Finding it interesting, she volunteered, "Daddy, let me help you~"

Huang Tao nodded with a smile, "Okay, then wash your little hands clean first."

"Mm-hmm~"

She obediently stood on a small stool, turned on the tap, and carefully washed her little hands.

Then she wiped her hands on a clean towel.

Joined the group in dividing the filling.

She mimicked, taking some filling from the mass into her palm and kneading it.

The unique aroma of the filling wafted straight into her nostrils.

Smells fragrant and sweet.

She puckered her lips, glanced up at her dad, and saw him busily focused.

She quietly pinched a small bit from the filling in her hand, put it in her mouth, and tasted it.

Oh~

It’s sweet~

Noticing her successfully sneaking a taste, Huang Tao smiled and asked, "Is it tasty?"

"Daddy~"

Xuanxuan hadn’t expected her dad to notice, and with a strong will to survive, she smiled sweetly, "Do you know, the filling is sweet, but not as sweet as you are~"

"You little sweet talker..."

Huang Tao felt warm inside.

After finishing all the filling, he placed them into the refrigerator to chill.

He then took some glutinous rice flour, rolled it into a long strip, and divided it into small pieces.

He shaped these small pieces into thick little pancakes.

Xuanxuan mimicked him.

Huang Tao placed the little pancake into his palm, pressed a thumb into the center at the top.

While pressing, he rotated it.

The little pancake formed a concave shape like a wine cup.

The dumpling skin was ready.

"It’s so difficult~"

The little pancake in Xuanxuan’s hand completely collapsed as she pressed and rotated it, turning into flat dough instead.

Huang Tao chuckled.

He reshaped her collapsed dough back into a ball.

Then, hand over hand, guided Xuanxuan in pressing and rotating the little pancake.

Moments later, the little pancake in Xuanxuan’s hand also formed a cup-like indent.

Xuanxuan watched her little hand, with her dad’s help, magically transform the little pancake into a cup shape, and she delightedly enjoyed this success while praising her dad, "Daddy, you’re amazing~"

Huang Tao smiled and took the filling out of the refrigerator.

He placed one into Xuanxuan’s dumpling skin and helped her wrap the skin to close it up slowly.

Once sealed, he rolled it gently in his palm, making it more round.

And so, a delicious and beautiful glutinous rice ball was wrapped.

While Xuanxuan was busy admiring the dumpling she wrapped, Huang Tao continued filling other dumpling skins.

One round dumpling after another took shape in his skilled hands.

He didn’t pause and immediately started the pot boiling water to cook the dumplings.

Cooking these dumplings requires technique.

You can’t just wait for the water to boil and then dump the dumplings in to let them roll around.

For dumplings to be delicious, it’s not just about boiling them, but nurturing them to doneness.

Though "boiling" and "nurturing" differ by a word, there’s a world of difference in meaning.

Nurturing!

It means using water that’s on the verge of boiling to slowly cook the dumplings through.

This method, firstly, allows the dumplings to maintain their perfect shape,

since the dumpling skin is made of glutinous rice flour.

If boiled on high heat, the rolling hot water will flatten the dumplings or even cause them to break, with filling leaking out.

Sliding them into unsightly shapes, affecting their appearance.

Secondly, it ensures the filling cooks thoroughly.

Because the filling contains lard cubes.

If cooked for too short a time, the lard cubes inside won’t cook through or melt into lard well.

So we use warm water, slowly nurturing.

As the water in the pot was about to boil, Huang Tao added the dumplings.

When the pot was almost boiling, he turned down the heat, using a spatula to gently nudge the bottom to prevent sticking.

Then he waited patiently.

When all the white, chubby dumplings floated on the water’s surface, he turned off the heat.

He did not rush to take them out but let them float for a while longer.

To ensure the filling cooked through.

A few minutes later.

He brought a large bowl and scooped dumplings into it with a ladle.

Scooped with water.

This method ensures the dumplings keep their plump, perfect shape.

If using a slotted spoon, without water surrounding them, they’ll collapse and might crack and leak filling.

Of course, this little trick he learned from his mother.

Xuanxuan, having eagerly watched with her mouth watering, circling her dad, saw the large bowl set on the stove and brightly asked, "Daddy, can I eat now?"

Oh my!

Our little foodie can’t wait...

Huang Tao smiled gently and patiently said, "Not yet! Just a little while longer."

He took a jar of osmanthus sugar, scooped two spoonfuls, and drizzled them over the dumplings.

Instantly...

A faint osmanthus fragrance wafted from the bowl.

This aroma was subtle, not overpowering, yet very pleasant.

"Hmm, it smells just like real osmanthus, seems like the osmanthus sugar Mom bought is of good quality!"

He smiled, about to tell Xuanxuan they could start the meal when unexpectedly, a cold system tone dinged in his mind.

Huh? 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Could it be that the task to open an official Weibo account got quietly completed?