Inside the kitchen, Lu Jueyu was busy preparing Indonesian fruit soup, a popular summer dessert in the modern era. The recipe was simple and flexible, allowing her to use any available fruits.
While her helpers diced apples, oranges, peaches, watermelon, and wild berries into cubes outside, she soaked basil seeds in hot water to let them expand.
The soup included water, milk, and coconut milk. Since she lacked condensed milk, she opted to sweeten it with honey and sugar. For a vibrant pink hue, she chopped five dragon fruits growing in her space and added them to the mix.
Fortunately, she had taken out a large earthen vat from her space this morning. Otherwise, she would have had trouble finding something large enough to store the fruit soup. She was pouring the dragon fruit into the vat when her husband’s voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Wife, are you still busy?" Li Chenmo asked.
Looking up, she smiled at her husband and said, "I’m almost done. Once I finish the fruit soup, everything will be ready."
Li Chenmo handed his wife the cool, damp towel and said, "Cool down a little."
Taking it gratefully, Lu Jueyu smiled, "Thank you, Husband."
Glancing at the stoves, where the pots simmered over small fires to keep the dishes warm, Li Chenmo turned to the large vat of fruit soup.
"How many fruits did it take to fill this vat?" he asked.
"I used everything we had in the warehouse and added more from the space. The fruits are not a problem, but we needed a lot of honey," she said with a sigh.
Hearing this, Li Chenmo walked closer, tidying his wife’s hair as he spoke in a low voice, "We have plenty in our stock, so use as much as you need. People here look down on our family, so it’s important to maintain our reputation."
"Mn, I understand," Lu Jueyu replied with a nod.
Taking advantage of the momentary privacy, she discreetly retrieved several barrels of fresh milk and coconut milk from her space and poured them into the vat, followed by bottles of honey, sugar, and packs of ice cubes.
To prevent suspicion, she wrapped the vat in wet fabric to make it seem like the cooling method was natural. By the time the soup was served, the ice would have melted into water and no one would know that they use ice to cool the soup.
As she finished mixing the basil seeds into the soup, several women entered the kitchen with buckets of fruits. Spotting her husband wiping sweat from her forehead, they exchanged envious glances.
"Sister-in-law, where should we put these fruits?" a young woman asked.
"Please pour them into this vat," Lu Jueyu replied, moving to help. Before she could lift a bucket, her husband intervened.
"Let me," he said, taking the bucket from her hands.
Hearing this, Lu Jueyu could only nod and added, "Before we return, I want to buy her something. I saw a lovely doll last time at the department store. She will love it." ƒгeewёbnovel.com
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