() The taste of rice cakes means the taste of the New Year.

Moreover, in the villages near Qingyun Peak, especially in the mountain villages, there has been a custom since ancient times that everyone gives rice cakes to each other on the eve of the Spring Festival.

In previous years, the master made rice cakes for Qingzhu, but this year Qingzhu plans to make rice cakes by himself, and he will make a little more.

This year, the villagers of the mountain village did not give Qingzhu food to the mountain, and now that the Chinese New Year is over, Qingzhu decided to send a piece of rice cake to each villager, a rice cake made by himself.

One is to pay New Year's greetings, and the other is to thank the villagers for taking care of them for a year.

At the same time, you can also brush the presence and fame value of the green pine view, so that the green pine view is more and more famous.

It's a good idea, it's a good thing to kill three birds with one stone!!

Thinking of this, Qingzhu chose the Bazhen rice cake making package.

Soon, a golden light flashed in front of Qingzhu's eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he found a small apricot-colored cloth bag in his hand.

There should be no mistake with the words "Bazhen Rice Cake Making Package" written on the cloth bag, but the question is, there is obviously not a lot of rice in this bag, how many rice cakes can be made?

"System, I exchanged merit for this, it seems that there is not much rice in it, it is estimated that even a pot of rice cakes is not enough, do you want to be so pitiful?!!"

"What are you shouting, isn't there a production tutorial in it, you haven't seen anything, what are you asking???" the system said impatiently, and then disappeared.

"Uh, why is your temper getting bigger and bigger?!!"

Qingzhu complained while opening the small cloth bag, and as a result, there was less rice in it than he imagined.

Reaching inside, I easily found a booklet, very thin, just a few pages.

I took it out and opened it to see that it was still a vertical version, and there were not many words.

It says how to make raw rice into adult cakes, and this green bamboo doesn't need to look at itself, but the last page is more important, saying that this bag of rice can be recycled indefinitely, but it has a time limit and will expire after the year.

In other words, although there is little rice, as long as it is used before the year, you can have as many meters as you want.

Seeing this, the green bamboo music bloomed, and now there are still seven days before the New Year, if you make rice cakes for seven days in a row, the village people will definitely have a piece for each family.

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The little guy of the Golden Silkworm Gu poked his head out of Qingzhu's bun and lowered his head to watch Qingzhu work.

"Boss, you're going to make rice cakes, aren't you, the rice cakes are delicious, can I eat more?" asked the Golden Silkworm Gu a little tangled.

Qingzhu touched the buttocks of the Golden Silkworm Gu, and said with a smile, "You little thing, don't worry, with yours, it's full." ”

The Golden Silkworm Gu smiled and flew out to play with other friends.

In order to save time, Qingzhu immediately started making rice cakes.

Qingzhu asked the black bear and the ugly monkey to pick some bamboo leaves, clean the bamboo leaves, spread them on the grate, and then put the rice.

First of all, you need to soak the rice in water for two hours, and then steam it in the pot, you must sprinkle a layer of rice and then put a layer of filling, so that the rice cake made is the most delicious.

Put it in a large pot, light a hot fire, boil the pot and steam for a quarter of an hour, and the rice cake will be ready.

As the temperature in the pot rises, the fragrance of eight treasure rice is steamed, and soon, the fragrance of the bean paste filling

Sweetness also permeated.

For a while, the whole small Taoist temple was filled with the fragrance of rice cakes.

At noon, Qingzhu had already steamed three pots of rice cakes.

After waiting for it to cool, Qingzhu dips small bamboo slices in water and divides a whole lump of rice cakes into small pieces.

Each piece is triangular, the size of a palm, and then wrapped in bamboo leaves, and put into the bamboo basket one by one.

Qingzhu himself sat in the courtyard, took out a piece of cold rice cake, and looked at it carefully.

This rice cake is different from what he used to eat, with eight different colors of grains and emerald green bamboo leaves, which looks very beautiful in the skylight.

Where is this rice cake, it is clearly a work of art.

Qingzhu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but the world has the biggest belly, and after being hungry, he has to eat any artwork!!

Smelling the tempting fragrance emanating from it, Qingzhu took a bite gently, only to feel that this rice cake was meaty, smooth and had an excellent taste!!

After filling two large buckets and a bamboo basket with rice cakes, Qingzhu divided the cut irregular rice cakes among the black bears and ugly monkeys.

Although the leftovers of the rice cake are not so beautiful, they are sufficient, and every little one eats a good meal.

After resting for a while, Qingzhu led everyone down the mountain.

A small Taoist priest in front, followed by a group of animals, among which there were two semi-spirits invisible to ordinary people, large radish ginseng and Mu Mu.

Qingzhu's team went down the mountain with laughter and laughter and sent rice cakes to the villagers.

This time it was physical work, and Qingzhu asked the black bear to carry two large buckets of water, and he himself held a small bamboo basket.

Starting from the family closest to the foot of the mountain, they knocked on the door one by one and presented a piece of eight-treasure rice cake, which was also a blessing from Sanqing Daozun.

The big black bear as the labor force of the Taoist temple, the villagers will not be afraid when they see it, since the black bear was subdued by Qingzhu, this guy often plays in the mountains, the villagers have known this bear for a long time, and know that he is very honest and raised by Qingzhu.

As soon as he entered the village, Qingzhu saw Zhao Xiaolei holding a bag of rice cakes and was about to go up the mountain.

Zhao Xiaolei is the son of Zhao Youfa, who was almost abducted by human traffickers before, if it weren't for Qingzhu and Black Bear tracking all the way, I'm afraid Zhao Xiaolei would be more and less lucky now.

"Xiao Lei, what are you doing here?" Qingzhu asked curiously.

Zhao Xiaolei immediately ran over, stuffed his rice cake into Qingzhu's hand, and then said with a smile, "Brother Qingzhu, this is the rice cake that my father left for you, it's delicious, he asked me to send you to the mountain, I didn't expect to meet you here, so give it to you!"

Qingzhu was stunned and said with a smile, "Xiao Lei, why do you want to give poor rice cakes?"

"Because Brother Qingzhu saved Xiao Lei!" Xiao Lei's eyes flickered, and he was a little clever, "What kind of smell is this, it's so fragrant?"

Zhao Xiaolei's little nose leaned into the bamboo basket and sniffed, instinctively swallowing saliva, but said nothing.

Qingzhu suddenly smiled, took a piece of his own rice cake and put it in Xiao Lei's hand, and said, "You give Poor Dao rice cake, and Poor Dao also gives you a piece of rice cake, okay?"

Xiao Lei was suddenly happy, put the rice cake on the side of his nose and sniffed it vigorously, and shouted, "It's so fragrant, I'm going to take it to my father to taste, Brother Qingzhu, goodbye!!"

After that, Zhao

Xiao Lei jumped and ran.

Qingzhu looked at Xiao Lei's back, turned back to his animals and said, "Look at how obedient other children are?"

Walking into the village, Qingzhu sent rice cakes door to door, and the villagers also knew the goods, this rice cake looked so good, and when I saw it, I immediately drooled.

The villagers all said that this rice cake was made by the head of the trail himself, and the green bamboo looks so good, and the taste of the rice cake will definitely not be bad.

At this time, Qingzhu's front foot had just left the house, and there was an inquiry from the house.

"Lao Zhu, the clothes that person was wearing just now are so strange, who is he?!!"

Zhu Maocheng looked at the rice cake in his hand, and said with a smile, "It's the green bamboo in the green pine view, isn't it almost the New Year, he sent some rice cakes to everyone, we have this custom in the mountain village, everyone gave each other rice cakes a year ago, however, it has changed a lot over the years, there are not many old people in the village, and the customs have been slowly forgotten by the villagers......

"Lao Zhu, what are you talking about?! The Taoist priest also sent things to the villagers? It's really strange, aren't these places like Taoist temples just accept things? If you want me to say, Taoist temples and temples are all places that deceive people, and the monks and Taoist priests in them are also liars......

It was a man in a sweater who came out of the back room, served a bowl of rice, and went in again.

Zhu Maocheng also walked in, and there was a large round table in the room, and the table was full of guests.

Zhu Maocheng opened a farmhouse, and business has been good these days, and the people sitting in the house are his guests.

Zhu Maocheng has no culture, but he likes to watch the news on the Internet, so his horizons are broader than those of ordinary villagers.

There was a crew living in the village before, and Zhu Maocheng provided them with a house to stay, and when the crew left, he gave him a lot of money.

This made Zhu Maocheng taste the sweetness, and he was the first to open a farmhouse restaurant in the mountain village.

Moreover, a while ago, I spent a lot of money to redecorate my home and make it clean.

The window glass has been replaced with frameless floor-to-ceiling windows, and the whole room is bright and upscale when the sunlight shines in.

After opening the farmhouse, there are really a lot of guests who come to eat here, and if you want to come to eat with them during the tourist season, you have to call in advance to make an appointment.

Now it is popular to travel outside during the Chinese New Year, and when the office workers in the city are on vacation, they come to the village to live for a few days and eat some local products from the farm, which is very convenient.

For example, today, Lao Zhu's family came to these old customers, who have come here to eat three or four times, and know that Zhu Maocheng is very busy, so they are also very casual, and they all come out to eat by themselves, and they don't need Zhu Maocheng to take care of them one by one.

Zhu Maocheng is very honest, for these old customers, when they leave the checkout, they will give a discount and give a discount to the old customers.

Maybe some traitors think that Zhu Maocheng is stupid to do this, but in exchange for more diners and praise, it is a little unexpected.

Hearing a guest say that Guan was a place to cheat money, Zhu Maocheng immediately shook his head and helped Qingzhu speak.

"Can't say that, Qingzhu is different from other Taoist priests, Qingzhu is what we watched grow up, he is a good boy, he knows how to repay his kindness, and he is also a person with real skills, the point is, Qingsong Guan is spiritual, ask for anything, ask for an accurate, this matter, the whole village knows, I really don't brag......"