Taoyuan Mountain Village

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The large pot on the stove was gushing water. The old man was burning the fire behind the stove. There was a wooden steaming bucket on the pot.

The bottom is open, and there is a steaming rack made of movable bamboo chips at the bottom. It looks sharp at the top and round at the bottom. There are also white cage steps covering the top to prevent the powder from flowing out, and also allow the steam to enter the steaming barrel evenly.

"This is for flouring. Before flouring, you need to add water to adjust. This process is called steaming rice, don't you know?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoye curious, the old village chief explained it with a smile.

"I don't know, I didn't care about this before."

Jiang Xiaoye only knew that he came to find rice cakes to eat. Where did he think so much?

Yesterday's rice cake making was just a test. Today, all the guys from the rice cake team have moved in and wiped it clean. Uncle Dali is leading someone to prepare it.

This is a three-meter-long, one-wide, and two-inch-thick panel. There are several thick wooden stools underneath. There are also leaking water from the barrel, and the long head of the board has a knife groove.

The two of them rode on the poles on both ends of the bamboo. The poles required strength and no skill to speak of. Now that there are few people, it is estimated that the buttocks and thighs of those who have finished hitting the rice cakes will be sore.

The rice cake team is understaffed, so naturally there are not many people.

He Laogou came, hugging the sleepy-eyed Er Niu, so many people couldn't help but look at him, what is this non-professional He Laogou doing here? You must know that He Laogou never works.

In the past, he used to go hunting in the mountains to subsidize his family, and his archery skills were superb.

"Uncle He, here we come."

Jiang Xiaoye immediately greeted him and said hello.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" He Laogou promised his daughter, so he naturally remembered it, so he brought Er Niu before dawn.

It's just why you want to hold Er Niu? Can't you just wake her up and do it yourself?

Jiang Xiaoye was speechless, but did not ask.

"There is no one to sit on the bar."

Jiang Xiaoye gestured.

"It's simple, I'll just come with you, do you need anyone else? Get out of the way!"

He Laogou walked over with Er Niu in his arms, and immediately said, "Xiao Ye together."

Sitting on the bar was completely unnecessary for He Laogou, so he signaled to Jiang Xiaoye directly, one side, and pressed directly with his hands.

The reputation of He Laogou in the village is definitely more than Zhao Wuliu's, and no one is willing to provoke him. The people who are sitting on the bar quickly get out of the way.

Er Niu also woke up, and was quickly attracted by the smell of rice cakes. Since He Laogou slipped into his arms, she looked here and there, drooling with greed.

With He Laogou and Jiang Xiaoye's hands-on, the speed was significantly faster.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Until dawn, Jiang Xiaoye heard Xiao Hei's cry, and Li Lan came with Tao Tao, along with Xiao Hei and Xiao Hui.

The made rice cakes can be eaten directly, but they can be stored for a long time after being air-dried.

Tao Tao and Er Niu were already eagerly watching others cut the rice cakes.

The cut rice cakes are first cut into large pieces and then cut into small strips, which are called rice cake flowers.

"Come on, Er Niu, Tao Tao, have a taste!"

Li Lan also came to help. The cut strips were dipped in sugar and then given to Er Niu and Tao Tao, the two little girls ate quickly.

"Wow, wang!" Xiao Hei was so anxious outside, give Mr. Xiao Hei a mouthful. Mr. Xiao Hei was chased by pig nose last night, and his stomach was rumbling!

Now that the cakes are made, Jiang Xiaoye and He He Laogou don't have to continue to sit on the bars. Uncle Dali first cut the cakes into four pieces, then wrapped them in a cloth to keep them warm, and worked hard.

"Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people making rice cakes. The last time I went to the county for a meeting, the county said that there are fewer and fewer people farming. They don't farm anymore, and I can't count the delicious food. Many customs are gone. ."

The old village chief sighed with emotion.

"The more it goes, the more there are things to keep."

Jiang Xiaoye wiped his hands. Many customs were indeed gone. If it weren't for him, this rice cake team probably wouldn't last until next year.

"yes."

With the development of the times, some old customs are disappearing.

At eight o'clock, the place was already full of excitement. A group of children came to grab the corners of the rice cakes to eat, and the angry Xiao Hei rolled on the spot. These are all things that Xiao Hei saw! ! !

But obviously there is no drama, and the children are almost robbed.

Tao Tao ran over with a few pieces of rice cakes, stretched out her hand and said, "Xiao Hei, here it is!"

"Wang?"

Xiao Hei glanced at Tao Tao, are you so kind? I used to always want to beat the little black adults!

"Eat it for you, give Taotao a hit!"

"Wang!"

The little black qi rolls around in place, no longer alive, no longer alive, this day will never end!

Eating cakes, playing with dogs and hitting Xiao Hei, this is what Er Niu infects Tao Tao, which makes Tao Tao think about it every day, so that Xiao Hei is often slapped by Tao Tao for no reason.

"Uncle, I'm going to invite the villagers to celebrate. Now the conditions at home are not bad. Look at what standard we have to come?"

Li Lan has been thinking about this all these days. You must know that in the village, only big happy events will be entertained.

Now that the family is not short of money, Li Lan just wants to do something beautiful and give Taotao a good memory.

"This one."

Hearing the words, the old village chief thought for a moment and said, "On weekdays, there are usually eight bowls, and the best one is of course Laosiba.

Now, this is a big feast, and no one in the village has ever held it like this. "

The fourth and eighth Jiang Xiaoye in the village had heard of it, and he had heard it from the old man.

"Second grandpa, how many dishes is Lao Si-eight? Thirty-two dishes?"

Four, eight, thirty-two, this Jiang Xiaoye can still guess.

The old village chief nodded and said: "Yes, thirty-two dishes, four fruit plates, four plates, four sweet and four salty, four large plates, eight hot bowls, two large ones, one soup and one rice. , This is Laosiba, there are too many dishes in Laosiba, and it’s usually wasted if you can’t eat it. No one in the village can afford it, and the cost of this table is unbearable.”

Such a cost is really unacceptable.

Especially in mountain villages.

But Jiang Xiaoye doesn't care at all now, he now has no problem at all if he invites the whole village to eat forty-eight every day.

"That's it, that's it!"

Li Lan said happily: "What do I need to buy? I bought all of them today!"

There are too many ingredients to buy. There are hundreds of people in the village to eat, and a table of ten people needs dozens of tables.

"I'll ask the chef in the village to make a list later. I remember he said before that there are twelve pressing dishes, four dishes, pork belly, pig ears, pig heart, preserved eggs, etc. There are nuts, dried fruits, etc., in fact, it does not need to be too traditional. The four major bowls in the back are important, meat slices, sixi balls, chicken, fish, etc. The large ones include whole chicken, fish, and pork chops, pork knuckles, etc. It's too much, I'll wait for you to ask!"

The old village chief knew a lot of things in the village, but he didn't fully understand it.

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