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- Chapter 225 Busy days
For several days, everyone in the village was busy drying noodles.
After each household¡¯s noodles were dried, Liu Guangju organized people to set up two large pots in the wheat field and officially started making noodles.
Cooking the pot, kneading the noodles, adding the noodles, fishing out the vermicelli, etc. all require manpower. After all, less than ten people are too busy. Among them, making powder is a laborious job and requires two shifts of young people to do it alternately.
Liujiagou hasn¡¯t made vermicelli for more than ten years, and the younger generation doesn¡¯t even know the general process. Ever since, Liu Wuye became the technical director, giving guidance around the basin. He mainly looks at whether the noodles are mixed evenly. If they are not mixed well and there is a large piece of noodles when it is put into the pot, then it is vermicelli. Lao Niutou was the person in charge of the scene, shouting greetings back and forth.
Sweet potato flour is no different from wheat flour. You need to roll up your sleeves and stir vigorously in the basin. However, sweet potato flour is much rougher than flour and requires a lot of effort.
"Heyhey" Following Liu Wuye's beat, Liu Junhao and three others began to stir in the basin.
At first I felt my hands were cold, and soon I felt sweat dripping from my forehead.
The noodles were reconciled, and Liu Guangju stood by the pot and poured the noodles.
The mold for the vermicelli is made from half a gourd scoop, with many round holes drilled with thick nails at the bottom.
He put the noodles that had been mixed in the basin into the gourd scoop, then held the gourd scoop with one hand and gently tapped the side of the gourd with his fist with the other hand. The noodles fell into the pot in a straight line along the round hole.
The vermicelli was very thick at first, but when it fell into the pot, it became as thin as cotton thread.
Making vermicelli seems simple, but it is also a technical task. If the rhythm is not mastered well, it is easy to make a "rolling pin" as thick as your thumb.
? Roll the raw vermicelli in the pot with water and it will immediately become crystal clear. Someone nearby took them out with a stick and put them in cold water to cool. After cooling, they were tied up with bamboo poles and hung on the shelf next to them.
Making vermicelli is a rare event in Liujiagou, so everyone in the village came to help.
"Uncle Xiao Hao, get me a piece and I'll make a dough ball." The boy had just finished school and came over with his schoolbag on his back.
"Ask me, I'm busy here." Liu Junhao scolded him and then interfered.
"Please get me some." When the child saw that no one was paying attention to him, he stretched out his hand to grab it in the basin.
Liu Junhao quickly got a ball of noodles and threw it into his hand, but the little kid saw it and came over to ask for it.
They get the noodles and throw them under the stove to bake the dough. The freshly mixed noodles are very sticky and the baked dough is crispy and fragrant. Wukong was so greedy that he grabbed a sorghum stalk and jumped in front of the basin. He pointed at the flour inside with his paw and screamed.
Liu Junhao didn¡¯t want to talk to this guy, so he turned around and pretended not to see it. Instead, Liu Qihua made a big ball of noodles for Wukong.
However, Monkey¡¯s barbecue skills are really not very good, and the dough that comes out is either half-cooked or dark. It took a bite and felt it was not delicious, so it secretly tried to stuff it into its owner's pocket.
After saving his brain for a few times, this guy became honest.
When it was Liu Junhao¡¯s turn to serve vermicelli, everyone noticed the difference. The noodles mix very easily and are very smooth after being put into the pot. There is no "rolling pin" at all.
After waiting for the vermicelli to cool, Er Mazi pinched a few and tasted it. It was cold and sweet, and the sweet feeling went straight to the bottom of his heart. He immediately ordered ten pounds and said he would eat it at home during the Chinese New Year.
The freshly baked vermicelli is very soft and will slip to the ground when hung on the shelf. Therefore, you need to water it at night to freeze the vermicelli.
The next day, people will break off the ice from the vermicelli. Repeat this several times until the backbone of the vermicelli is dried and there is no need to water it.
Within a few days, the dojo was filled with vermicelli racks. The children regarded this place as a playground, crawling in and out of the vermicelli shelves, and knocking off the bamboo poles hanging the vermicelli if they were not careful.
When they got into trouble, these guys ran away one by one. When the waiting people found out, they couldn't find the culprit at all. It was only after Liu Wuye went to the school to file a complaint that they were able to live in peace.
After a busy week, Liu Junhao was finally able to eat his own vermicelli.
In the evening, the two couldn't wait to make vermicelli soup. After tasting it, Zhang Qian kept praising it and said that she must take some back when she goes home on New Year's Day.
A total of 200 kilograms of vermicelli were made this time. After excluding the dozens of kilograms left by them and Professor Zhao's family, there was still a lot left.
New Year¡¯s Day was just around the corner, and the school had a three-day holiday. My wife rushed back to see her parents, and Liu Junhao naturally accompanied her throughout the whole process.Give the key to the gate to Mr. Zhao and ask him to take care of it when he has nothing to do.
¡°I don¡¯t usually think about it when I¡¯m free, but now that I¡¯m about to leave home for three days, Liu Junhao realizes that there are so many miscellaneous things. The chickens, ducks, rabbits, etc. in the yard need to be fed, and the customers who come to buy eels need to be greeted. These things cannot be done without people.
Before leaving, the monkey wanted to go to the streets with them. Liu Junhao drove it several times before leaving it at home. But just as we drove the electric car to the entrance of the village, this guy jumped out of the grass again and stood in the middle of the road, shouting non-stop.
The two of them discussed it and decided to just take Wukong with them. A few days ago, Xiao Zeyu heard that a monkey came to their house, and he kept making a fuss about coming over to see it. This time is just right, let the little guy see the monkey.
There were not many people on the bus they took at the station, so no one noticed that they had brought a monkey with them.
But just after a while, Liu Junhao saw a little girl next to him who kept looking around.
"Mom, look, monkey!" The child's voice sounded particularly clear in the carriage, and people followed her fingers.
When Wukong realized that he was the center of attention, he immediately jumped on the top of the car seat, scratched his head and made faces at everyone, and finally bowed to everyone.
The little girl couldn't stand the temptation, struggled out of her mother's arms, and ran straight to the monkey to feed her sesame cakes. Wukong was a bit greedy. After eating, he stretched out his hand and asked others for it, so the little girl had to run back to her seat and pick up the whole bag.
Several other children in the carriage were also very curious, and they gathered around and took out their own snacks to feed the monkeys.
Now Wukong is very developed. He has bubble gum, sesame cakes, peanut kernels, etc. In a short time, his hands are full. The guy put the food in Liu Junhao's arms and continued to ask for it.
Zhang Qian quickly patted its head and taught it a lesson, and the monkey became completely honest.
???????????????????????????????????????????????? It didn¡¯t take two minutes, and it started to climb up the armrest and jump in the car again, causing the passengers to cheer again and again, and for a while this guy became a "little star" in the car.
Seeing that the gummies in his arms were good, Liu Junhao peeled one off and stuffed it into his mouth. Unexpectedly, the monkey discovered it immediately and jumped over and shouted at him.
??Looking at the meaning, it seems to be saying that these things belong to it and no one can touch it. When they arrived at the city, the monkey received a large plastic bag of food.
Liu Junhao was originally afraid that Wukong would be tired from carrying him, so he wanted to help. Who knew that this guy wouldn't let anyone help him at all, and was holding on to the plastic bag tightly, obviously because he was afraid that Liu Junhao would eat it secretly again.
After getting off the taxi, Zhang Qian¡¯s parents, brother, sister-in-law and nephew were waiting at the gate of the community.
"Mom, which barber shop did you get your hair dyed at? Why wasn't it dyed properly? There are still so many white hairs?" After saying a few words, Zhang Qian found that her mother's hair had changed.
"It's not dyed. This is the result of local honey. Last time you got me two bottles of honey, and I brewed one cup every day. No, it's only been a few months, and my hair has become shiny and black again. In the community Your aunts were so envious that they kept urging me to raise more local honey next year. They wanted to buy it" When talking about local honey, Zhang Ma became more talkative. got up.
"That's right, your family must raise more bees next year. After drinking honey water, my skin became much more delicate. The girls in our unit kept asking me for beauty secrets." Wang Yun also added. , then she took a closer look at her sister-in-law's skin, and said with a hint of envy: "Your skin is so white, so delicate even in such a dry weather, and it's so tender that it's almost wet."
"I didn't even drink honey," Zhang Qian said with a sense of pride.
They were talking about beauty, but the men couldn't get in the conversation, so they just played chess in the living room. As for Ozawa, he was completely captivated from the moment he laid eyes on Goku. Run back to the bedroom and take out all your rag dolls, machine guns, Transformers, etc. for the monkey to play with.
It was the first time for Wukong to encounter so many fun things, and it was quite interesting.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Qian¡¯s cell phone rang. When I looked at the number, I saw it was Teacher Wang calling.
"Xiaoqian, did you see the monkey before you left? Your Uncle Zhao and I searched all around, but we didn't see it." Teacher Wang on the other side of the phone was very anxious. When she left, she promised to keep the door open, but she lost something in the blink of an eye. No wonder she was anxious.
"Aunt WangWukong didn't lose it, it came with us. Sorry, I forgot to tell you." Zhang Qian hurriedly explained that the two of them were confused and didn't think of this at all along the way.
¡°It¡¯s good that it¡¯s not lost, it¡¯s good that it¡¯s not lost.¡± Teacher Wang chatted for a few words before hanging up the phone.
Zhang Qian went back to her parents¡¯ home to take care of her this timeThere are a lot of things, and the big and small bags are all local specialties, such as vermicelli, mushrooms, fungus and so on. She originally thought it would be troublesome to carry so many things, but Liu Junhao insisted on bringing them all.
Liu Junhao has his own considerations. This is the first time for his wife to come home, so she can¡¯t be too shabby. Besides, these things are not worth a lot of money, but more of a feeling.
When cooking at noon, Zhang Qian showed off her skills. She made fried pork with mushrooms, which impressed Zhang¡¯s mother. She even said that her daughter¡¯s skills were better than hers, and the fried mushrooms were fragrant and tender.
Liu Junhao thought it was because the materials were good, and all the mushrooms were produced in Shisuo.
"It is said that the coldest temperature in Shisuo is above zero. In autumn, after he sprinkled mushroom spores beside the spring, he picked mushrooms several times. Now I still have more than ten kilograms saved in my house, enough to eat during the New Year.
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