My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 619 - 209: Red Bean, Love Pea

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Chapter 619: Chapter 209: Red Bean, Love Pea

Today is a weekday, and Du Xixi’s livestream happens to be at noon when everyone is busy. Therefore, although the number of viewers tuning in is quite large, it’s actually only one-third of what it usually is during her free time. Some even just pop in to say hello and then quickly leave to continue working.

But this isn’t something Du Xixi needs to worry about. She’s only responsible for getting the message out, and even if just one or two viewers stay in the livestream, her task is considered complete.

What Du Xixi prefers to do is to seriously make the Victory Cake and ensure their Food Department’s task doesn’t hit any snags.

Intent on not watching what the live chat is saying, Du Xixi straightened up and assumed her usual classroom demeanor—it happens to be her teaching time now—and said aloud to everyone: "The Victory Cake we’re making this time starts with grinding glutinous rice flour and rice flour. I hope everyone can control their force, neither too strong nor too weak..."

Everyone had a simple little stone mill in front of them, identical to the one Du Xixi had at home. Du Xixi had 2569 send the mill’s dimensions to Wenren Yu, who rushed to have it custom made.

Du Xixi had previously taught the students about glutinous and rice flour delicacies, but mostly using already milled flour. This experience of manually grinding rice flour with a stone mill was very novel to them.

They excitedly began to work, remembering Du Xixi’s instructions not to exert too much force. They slowly explored, occasionally looking up to see what Du Xixi’s freshly milled rice flour looked like, carefully studying it, and gradually getting the hang of it.

Du Xixi and the other professors exchanged smiles. They had never overly restricted the students’ creativity, wanting them to have more freedom and ease on this path.

A student who only knows how to copy will get far but not very far.

Apart from letting the students explore, He Yuan and the three others were also "students" in making Victory Cake. However, having learned alongside Du Xixi for so long, whether in understanding or practice, they were more adept than the students. Du Xixi only needed to offer a little guidance, and they understood how to grind the rice flour properly.

After grinding the rice flour, everyone began to imitate Du Xixi’s actions to mix the rose paste with the rice flour, which was an even more interesting part.

The wrist pain from grinding the rice flour eased a bit with the cool, smooth sensation of mixing the rose paste and rice flour. The novel feeling continuously stimulated everyone’s senses, and several usually calm students couldn’t help but laugh.

He Yuan stood next to Du Xixi and, as she carefully "kneaded" the rose paste and rice flour, marveled to Du Xixi: "This texture is amazing! I never expected that such cool, smooth ’rose rice flour’ would result in a Victory Cake with a somewhat gritty texture."

He Yuan had tasted Victory Cake before; the day Du Xixi made it, she sent some to her friends. He Yuan had a close relationship with her colleagues, so naturally, she received some.

He Yuan particularly loved the texture of Victory Cake, that soft yet gritty texture combined with the sweet taste of red bean paste, which immediately won over her taste buds. She not only ate her entire box of Victory Cake but also "stole" two or three pieces from Chen Si.

The process of making Victory Cake isn’t complicated, so for a foodie veteran like He Yuan, learning to make it was pure joy. She licked her lips and decided that once she learned how to make it, she’d make it for herself every day!

Du Xixi chuckled softly. The rice flour under her hands was nearly mixed with the rose paste. After a few final kneads, she felt the texture was right, so she set it aside, stepping down from the platform to check on the students.

Du Xixi had completely forgotten they were livestreaming, treating it like an ordinary and exceptionally long class. She pointed out the students’ performances without hesitation and patiently explained, teaching them how to correct their mistakes step by step.

The students were a bit nervous at first, given the whole process was being livestreamed. But Du Xixi’s attitude was contagious, and soon they, too, were fully engaged just like her.