The Sweet Little Fulang

The steamed buns and steamed buns are about to be steamed. There are still eleven old steamed buns left in the cage drawer. Because of the large number of people in the family, we can eat seven or eight of them with breakfast. I haven't eaten it, I have fried pancakes once before, but it's different.

To fry the steamed buns, a lot of oil needs to be poured into the pot, which Lu Gu had never done before. Wei Lanxiang cut the steamed buns and ordered hot water from a clay pot outside the kitchen.

Because it is used for decoction, they used to call mud stoves medicine stoves, but Wei Lanxiang felt that the name was not good. Called a tandoor.

"Mother, are these enough?" He put oil in the cauldron and asked, not sure how much he wanted.

Wei Lanxiang looked over and said, "Take two more spoons, the oil is less and it's easy to paste. After frying, the remaining oil can be poured back when it cools down."

"Okay." Lu Gu Yiyan added two more spoons.

The hot oil boiled, and when frying, the thorns in the pot pulled straight. Eleven old steamed buns were cut into a lot of pieces, turned over and fried in the pot, and the fried ones were taken out and placed in the soup pot, otherwise the bowl would be placed in the pot. No less.

Today's breakfast is different. You don't even need to shout after it's fried. Shen Xuanqing and the others went into the kitchen to watch and wait.

Lu Gu squeezed the golden and shiny steamed buns and took a bite. The steamed buns were not crispy but warm and soft. Sprinkling a little salt on them made them more fragrant.

The fried steamed buns are best eaten while they are hot, and they are both oily and salty. You don't even need to fry the vegetables. Just drink some hot tea and hot water when you are thirsty.

After eating a pot of steamed buns, there was no leftovers, and there was oil on the bottom of the pot. Wei Lanxiang was not willing to wash it directly, so I dripped it into the oil tank for a while, and finally squeezed a piece of tofu to wipe the oil off the bottom of the pot.

After eating Lu Gu, he was not idle. He was cutting tofu and sliced ​​meat. Today, he was going to make a steamed bowl. The tofu had to be fried first. That's why Wei Lanxiang fried a slice of steamed buns to eat.

It is cold in winter, and the hands on the dry stove will be stiff when you touch cold dishes and cold meat, let alone water. Therefore, you need to make several large baskets of steamed buns at a time, otherwise you will have to steam them after a few days.

Shen Yan poured cold water into the pot outside to keep it burning, and used warm water for the next kneading. She didn't sit still, and went into the kitchen to help Lu Gu cut the meat. The two of them were faster.

Ji Qiuyue in the main room fished the soaked purslane out of the wooden basin with chopsticks. The water was too cold to reach out to fish.

Dried eggplants and ground vegetables with fungus were soaked. Last night, I was afraid that it would be too cold at night, so I put them in the kitchen water to freeze them, so I brought them to the main room.

Seeing that Shen Yaoqing had nothing to do, she said, "Daqing, you go and peel the cauliflower, and then wash two radishes. Mother and the others can't get their hands off the ground. It's all work to mix noodles and fried tofu."

Although there is sun today, it is not very warm in the early morning. It is only reasonable to roll up your sleeves when working in the kitchen and finish it as soon as possible.

"Okay." Shen Yaoqing agreed. He felt that it was too slow to use chopsticks, so he reached out and waited to fish out the dried fungus and eggplant.

"Aren't you cold?" Ji Qiuyue raised her head and said angrily.

"I'm not afraid of rough skin." He laughed, got up and took the two baskets away.

Lu Gu and the others were busy in the kitchen. When they woke up, Wei Lanxiang called her two sons to knead the dough. The two boys were very strong, and they kneaded smoothly after a while. Today I want to make steamed buns, so I don't need to knead the steamed buns. I chop them up neatly with a knife and put them in a cage for my son to dry in the sun.

The three kinds of stuffing for steamed buns were chopped up, and together with the brothers Shen Yaoqing and Shen Xuanqing, they ordered a brazier under the table and the family sat in the hall and wrapped it up.

Wasabi radish is a common stuffing in winter, purslane is dark, cut white tofu and stir together with some meat, eggplant is grown at home, this year is rich, Wei Lanxiang also bought more and dried it. The eggplant and spicy buns are delicious in summer. If there is no green pepper in winter, just cut some fungus and ground vegetables and mix them into stuffing.

Seeing that Shen Xuanqing's hands were clumsy, Lu Gu put the one wrapped in his hand into the cage drawer, and brought another bun skin over, his subordinates slowed down, and whispered to Shen Xuanqing to see how he wrapped it.

Wei Lanxiang smiled while rolling out the skin of the buns: "I rolled out a few small ones. There is no such small bun that can be fried in oil. Let's try it later."

When you have money and spare time, as long as you are not lazy, people are willing to fiddle with food.

The three kinds of steamed buns were squeezed, and finally three baskets were packed. The eggplant bag was the least, and the sauerkraut and purslane were more. The cauldrons are all big baskets, and these six baskets are enough for them to eat for a while.

Shen Xuanqing moved a large firewood and stuffed it into the bottom of the stove, and the fire started to burn vigorously.

When the steamed buns are steamed, even if it is not yet lunchtime, the family will have a meal while the steamed buns are hot and fresh.

The purslane is chewy and chewy. Chop the meat and tofu in it, the meat is fragrant and the tofu is fragrant, much more fragrant than the pure wild vegetable buns that Lu Gu had eaten before.

The eggplant buns are also delicious, because when they eat eggplant buns here in summer, they always put green and spicy peppers, and it feels fragrant when there is a spicy taste. Wei Lanxiang also brought a bowl of chili oil to put it in the buns.

Eat and drink at home, and the morning is over.

The sun came out, but it was still not very warm. From time to time, clouds drifted across the sky to cover the sun. It was not snowing today. Shen Xuanqing had nothing to do, so he carried a bamboo basket up the mountain to pick up wooden crutches. Some people in the town call this jujube jujube, which is sweeter after snowing, so it's time to pick it up.

"Then you go, I'll be at home with your sister-in-law." Wei Lanxiang added two pieces of fine wood to the tandoor. It was cold to drink hot tea. After the water in the pot was boiled, it was often simmered on the tandoor. You can drink when you want, otherwise you will be extremely thirsty if you boil water when you are really thirsty.

Lu Gu and Shen Yan went up the mountain together. The snow in the mountain hadn't cleared up, and there was a crutch tree in the front mountain. It wasn't too far away, and Shen Xuanqing didn't let the dog follow.

After they left, Shen Yaoqing went out for a walk. He was the eldest son, and he always thought about inquiring about anything in the village. The Zhang family was still in chaos.

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Shen Xuanqing followed his memory to find the wooden crutch tree. A lot of it fell on the ground, even in the hay in the snow. When it was cooked, it fell off by itself. The large and small ones were picked up and placed in the bamboo basket while holding the twigs.

Wooden crutches look like wood, but they are also a kind of fruit. It is delicious only when they are ripe, otherwise it will be astringent. The claw tree is tall and not easy to climb. Besides, the trees are mostly unripe fruits, so there is no need to use hooks to reach them, just pick up the ones on the ground.

Shen Yan took a bite from the twig and said, "Brother millet, it's quite sweet, you can eat it when you go back and wash it."

Picking up wooden crutches in the snow, his fingers were so cold that he heard that, Lu Guhaha also tasted it, and it was really crunchy and sweet. He remembered that it could make wine.

It's good to eat a sweet fruit in winter. The three of them worked hard to pick up in the snow. Shen Xuanqing had been running on the mountains since childhood, and it was clear where there was a wooden crutch tree. For nearly an hour, the bamboo baskets were full.

The wooden claws on the tree will still be cooked on the back, and they can be picked up again at that time. If they can’t eat it at home, they can sell it, so when they go down the mountain, they will also pick up when they meet the villagers.

When I came out, I only carried a bamboo basket on my back, and I didn’t pick it up when it was full. Besides, there were not only the two or three crutch trees on the mountain, but also in other places.

When they got home, Lu Gu and Shen Yan both put their hands on Mrs. Tang to keep warm, and they all thought that it would be nice and warm to have this thing.

Wei Lanxiang and Ji Qiuyue took scissors and cut off the black and moldy ones on the wooden claws, and picked up the rest of the good ones into the bamboo plaques. It is not easy to touch the water in this winter. Can be eaten directly, no need to wash.

"I pick it up twice, steam it and dry it. This year, we can make some wine, and we can drink the sweet one. If there is more, we can boil it into syrup, and then make the cake and cheese. "Wei Lanxiang said while cutting.

Ji Qiuyue replied, "That's good, if there's a lot of syrup, we don't need to dip honey into the sweet nest root, just dip it in this."

The sweetness of Sweet Wogen is too weak. The honey that Shen Xuanqing found this year is not for sale. Honey is very expensive, and sometimes it is reluctant to eat it. The syrup that is boiled does not need to be so frugal.

Speaking of making the cake, Wei Lanxiang remembered something, turned her head and said to Ji Qiuyue, "Didn't your third uncle give back some red dates last time, didn't you tell Daqing that you want to eat a cake or something, tomorrow my mother will make it for you? Date cake."

It's been hard to walk on the road these days, Ji Qiuyue didn't urge Shen Yaoqing to go to town, but just remembered the taste of cakes and said it smoothly, and Wei Lanxiang also knew it.

She pursed her lips and smiled: "That's good, I will do it with my mother tomorrow."

The red dates were given last time by Shen Xuanqing when he gave Shen Shunwang badger meat. No one in their family likes to eat badger meat, but there are a lot of them, so it is okay to give some to relatives and well-connected people.

While he was talking, Shen Yaoqing came back from the outside. Seeing a lot of wooden crutches in the bamboo plaque, he squatted down and picked up two to eat. He didn't get up, he squatted there and said, "Zhengzi is gone."

Wei Lanxiang stopped what she was doing and sighed softly for a long time. Zhang Zhengzi and Shen Xuanqing were the same age. After this year, they were only nineteen. After a sigh, she asked, "Where's his mother?"

"I didn't know it at first, but I just found out. I didn't catch my breath and fainted." Shen Yaoqing replied.

Thinking of Mrs. Zhang, Wei Lanxiang sighed again and asked, "How is Wan Yun?"

"Stupid, I didn't respond, I couldn't speak, let the husband of Quanzi help him to sleep at his house." After Shen Yaoqing finished speaking, he felt that Zhang Zhengzi would be good to Xiao Zhang, and no one would beat her anymore, but She also became a widow.

Both Shen Xuanqing and Shen Yaoqing felt that men who beat their daughter-in-law and their husband were the least capable, and usually looked down on Zhang Zhengzi, but now that the person is dead, there is nothing to look down on.

"I didn't say when to bury it?" Wei Lanxiang cut the wooden crutches again.

Zhang Zhengzi is too young to even have children, and their Qingxi Village is fine, and it is impossible to say that even the ancestral tombs are not allowed in other places.

"There are so many people in a mess, I heard my uncle say to stop for three days and keep everything simple." Shen Yaoqing said, picking up wooden crutches to eat, but Ji Qiuyue beat him and told him to wash.

Shen Yaoqing smiled, grabbed a lot of wooden crutches and got up and said, "Wash more and you can eat."

Lu Gu listened next to him and was stunned when he heard Zhang Zhengzi's death, then he remembered Li Wanyun, and then heard Shen Yaoqing say that she was stupid and couldn't even speak, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. Li Wanyun spoke weakly, although she didn't meet much. , but he thought she was an honest and good person.

Weilan Xiangmu claws had not yet been cut, when she suddenly remembered something, hurriedly entered the room and pulled out a piece of red cloth from the box, sat beside the bed and cut a piece, took it out to Ji Qiuyue, and said in a low voice, "Don't do it these few days. Go out and change this belt."

Zhang's house was too close, for fear of colliding with it, he had to block it with a red cloth. Ji Qiuyue didn't say a word, and went back to her room to change her belt.