There is space for the farm milk group, and they like to farm on the way to escape from the famine

The soybean flour was ready in a short time. After Mrs. Ji soaked the glutinous rice, she remembered that there was no brown sugar at home.

Fortunately, Zhang Dazhuang came over to take a look at this time. Hearing Mrs. Ji say that there was no brown sugar at home, he suddenly realized and patted his head:

"I have brown sugar at home, I'll get it for you!"

His wife is about to give birth to a baby, and the brown sugar is always ready.

When he brought it over, Mrs. Ji gave him the money, soaked the glutinous rice in brown sugar water and steamed it, then rolled it repeatedly on the chopping board with a rolling pin. The sweetness of the brown sugar had been completely immersed in the glutinous rice, and the lingering fragrance wafted out.

The five boys in the family gathered around their grandma. They didn't even want to play anymore and looked at their own milk making cakes with salivation.

Mrs. Ji disliked her five grandsons being in the way and drove them all out with a wave of her hand.

As the name suggests, this cake needs to be hammered repeatedly to make it chewy. After all, Mrs. Ji was old and not strong enough, so she gave this strenuous task to her three sons in turn.

The three brothers of the Ji family took turns to make the cakes, and soon the lingering aroma of the cakes wafted out.

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Ji rolled the soybean flour into lumps, tasted it and nodded with satisfaction:

“That’s what it tastes like!”

Seeing that her five grandsons were very hungry outside, she wrapped some more and gave them to her five grandsons. The boys of the Ji family had been greedy for a long time, and they wolfed down the food when they got it back.

The cake was sweet, chewy, and fragrant with soybean flour. They had never eaten anything so delicious in their memory!

Mrs. Ji didn't make much. She finished making a few boys in just a few mouthfuls. Because she wanted to show these snacks to the village chief's wife, Mrs. Ji didn't pass them to her grandchildren.

There is brown sugar in Da Zhuang's house. No one will know if he doesn't take it out. Help is a sign of affection.

So Mrs. Ji wrapped two more and gave them to Zhang Dazhuang.

Zhang Dazhuang was stunned when he saw this fine grain.

After coming back to his senses, he quickly declined:

"Auntie, you should keep such a valuable thing and sell it for yourself. This thing is worth a lot of money!"

Zhang Dazhuang saw it very clearly. This time, Old Lady Ji added glutinous rice and soybean pink sugar to it. These are all good things.

"Take it!" Mrs. Ji stuffed it directly into his arms: "Take it back and feed it to your wife. Your wife will give birth soon."

Zhang Dazhuang could not refuse.

He is indeed a good man who loves his wife and is willing to buy her any good things.

His wife happened to be running away from famine this time. Although the weather here was not affected, the prices in the city were also rising. He didn't even buy meat for his wife to eat. She only ate it a few times and it was given to her by the Ji family.

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Zhang Dazhuang put away the cake and thanked Mrs. Ji gratefully.

Mrs. Ji waved her hand and asked Ji Liangqing to take another one into the room and give it to Ye Qiuyun to eat.

This good glutinous rice feeds people, and after eating it, the milk is produced. My little granddaughter is still breastfeeding. Ye Qiuyun's milk is good, so she can feed her little granddaughter until she is white and plump.

Ye Qiuyun looked at the cake, which was as white as snow, and felt reluctant to part with it: "I'm not hungry."

"This is what Mom specially asked me to bring for you. Once you eat it, our little girl can also eat better." Does Ji Liangqing still know what she is thinking?

Ji Miaomiao was sucking milk from her mother's arms. When she heard these words, she moved her strong arms.

Because Ye Qiuyun's breast milk is good, her arms are thicker and look particularly pleasing to the eye.

As expected, when it came to his daughter, Ye Qiuyun had no choice but to take it over.

She took a bite, and the fragrant, glutinous and chewy taste made her eyes light up. It was not easy to eat enough in the lean years, so how could she expect to have such good food?

Seeing Ji Liangqing staring at her from the side, Ye Qiuyun handed the cake to him and took a bite.

Ji Liangqing didn't refuse either. You and I would take one bite at a time.

A sweet atmosphere spreads in the west wing room.

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Early the next morning, Mrs. Ji put the things in a bowl and took her three sons over to show the village chief's wife whether it would work.

The village chief's wife had already gotten up to make breakfast. She heard someone calling her outside. She was quite surprised when she went out and saw Mrs. Ji and her family.

"It's ready so quickly? What is it for?"

The village chief's wife was a little curious.

"Sister, I didn't mean to make it earlier for you to see. This is called making cakes." Mrs. Ji smiled very kindly and handed the bowl to the village chief's wife to see.

The village chief's wife took the bowl and immediately smelled the overwhelming aroma of soybean noodles, mixed with the aroma of fine grains, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"Mom, what does it smell like? It smells so good. What is it made of?" At this time, a woman with a big belly came out of the house and looked at the things in the hands of the village chief's wife with a greedy look on her face.

This person is Liu Yuexiang, the village chief's daughter-in-law.

Liu Yuexiang has a delicate body. She has been married for three years before she became pregnant with such a child. This pregnancy was not easy. She had been vomiting since she was pregnant and had no appetite. It was rare that she looked at this pastry with such greed. The village chief's wife immediately immediately

He handed the bowl to her.

Being so close, Liu Yuexiang smelled even more fragrant, and couldn't help but ask:

"What are the things in here? It smells so good!"

Mrs. Ji smiled and said: "Everything in here is full of good ingredients, including good-quality glutinous rice, brown sugar, and soybean noodles. You look like you are about to give birth. Eating more of this will be good for you and the baby! My daughter-in-law

It’s so good after eating this milk, it’s made my granddaughter fat and white.”

When Liu Yuexiang heard this, she immediately said: "Mom, this is okay. I'm feeling hungry, so I'll eat it first."

She knew that her mother-in-law had handed over the pastry-making job to another family in the village yesterday, and now it seemed that it might be the family in front of her.

There were only three pieces of cake in the bowl, thickly wrapped in soybean flour and sprinkled with a little sugar. Liu Yuexiang's index finger moved when she smelled it, so she took out one and stuffed it into her mouth.

It tastes sweet in the mouth. She is a good pastry maker, so she naturally knows that it is really good ingredients. She doesn't even care that she might choke, and finishes it in a few mouthfuls.

"Yuexiang, please eat slowly!" The village chief's wife looked frightened, fearing that her daughter-in-law would choke.

"This pastry made by your family is very good, but the amount is too small. Bring it here the day after tomorrow and make more. It must be enough for at least thirty tables." Liu Yuexiang said.

When it comes to pastries in her family, she listens to her, after all, she knows best, and the village chief’s wife has no objections.

Mrs. Ji immediately burst into laughter.

How much does it cost to make cakes for thirty seats?

She responded repeatedly, and seeing Liu Yuexiang's unfinished expression, she said politely:

"Seeing as your daughter-in-law likes it quite a lot, it's good for the baby to eat. I'll make more for your daughter-in-law to eat when the time comes."

The village chief's wife immediately looked up at the Ji family and agreed with satisfaction.

It seems that the family he helped was quite smart, and the village chief's wife was quite satisfied.