The upper room was very lively at this time, Ma's Xuan Baozhu on the big kang, and Feng's were all wrapping sticky bean buns, Xuan Qing'er and Wang's were steaming bean buns in the kitchen, and San Lang Wulang was naturally surrounding the pot.

The men didn't go out today, they all sat on the kang at home and talked, and when they made sticky bean buns, they usually put meat in the dishes at night, and the men could also drink a few sips of wine.

This is the custom handed down by the ancestors, into the wax moon to make sticky bean buns, is also a kind of rice cake, take the meaning of rising every year, until the New Year thaws.

However, this sticky bean bun is also divided into several grades, the good conditions are naturally white rice, not cornmeal, ordinary people generally participate in cornmeal, but there are also bad conditions with sorghum rice, the filling is bean paste, but the red beans are not cheap, how much to put depends on the conditions of each family.

The method of doing it is also different, ordinary people directly steam sticky bean buns, and those with better conditions are wrapped into small cakes, and the bottom of the pot is brushed with a layer of oil pancakes, which is like a sticky fire spoon, and there are better conditions for fried sticky cakes.

Xuan Wenjiang looked at Xuan Miao'er who was full of anger, and said with a smile: "Miao'er, envy to go to the room to make sticky bean buns?"

Only then did Xuan Miaoer know that she was going to the room to make sticky bean buns: "No, it just looks very lively, can our family do it, second uncle?"

"Then I'll have to go in and ask your mother. As he spoke, he entered the West Wing.

Liu was cooking when he saw them coming back: "Wash your hands and get ready to eat." ”

Xuan Anhao helped Liu get the dishes and chopsticks into the house, and saw Xuan Miaoer and said, "Sister, go to the room to make sticky bean buns." "A bit of envy.

Xuan Miaoer also liked to eat sticky bean buns in her previous life, and then thought about the smell she had just smelled, and looked at Liu flatteringly: "Mother, our family also makes sticky bean buns." ”

"You little gluttonous cats, let your dad buy sticky rice in the afternoon, and we'll make sticky bean buns in a few days." "The Liu family has been pestered by Xuan Anhao all morning in the morning, and he originally had this plan.

"Really, mother, in previous years, grandmother made sticky bean buns, and we couldn't get a few to eat. Saburo Goro often secretly roasts and eats on the brazier, and he comes to eat me. "Xuan Anhao is still a child, and he was always bullied before, which is also a bit of a feeling of puff.

Xuan Miao'er flicked Xuan Anhao's head: "In the future, our family will do whatever they want to eat." Don't envy others. ”

"This girl's tone is not small, hurry up and prepare for dinner, don't make trouble. Xuan Wentao snorted, and everyone began to wash their hands and go to eat.

At the dinner table, Xuan Miaoer suddenly remembered that it was the end of the year. I also have to give some gifts to Hua Jiye, Mu Tianyou, and Qiandrunken Sons, these people who are not bad for money are not as good as the things they make at home.

"Dad, mother, buy more sticky rice in the afternoon, let's make more sticky bean buns this year, make pure white rice, and then make some sausages and spicy cabbage. I thought we had to give some gifts to Playboy, Mu Gongzi, Qiandrunken Boy and Aunt Xin, but no one was short of money, so we could only do our best. Xuan Miaoer thought that sausages and spicy cabbage were easy to store.

Liu Shi frowned: "Miao'er, you have a good idea, let's make more sticky bean buns, but we won't make the sausages and spicy cabbage you said?"

Xuan Wentao also nodded: "Yes, we haven't heard of this thing, where did you hear about it?"

After Xuan Anrui ate the braised pork made by Xuan Miaoer. was a little curious about the food that Xuan Miaoer said, and stopped chopsticks.

Xuan Miao'er reacted at this time, isn't there a sausage and spicy cabbage at this time? This is better, and her own family has made it a gift. Not only has a heart, but also has a new idea: "I have seen this recipe in a book, I can remember it, and I will write it down in a while, and my father and mother will see if I can do it well." ”

"That's it, let's try. If you don't do it well, eat it yourself. "Xuan Wentao is a little bit of a spoiler.

Xuan Anhao is happy, if this can't be made is also meat, and if it can't be made, he will eat meat: "Dad, will you go buy meat in the afternoon?"

"You gluttonous cat, wait for your sister to write the recipe, I'll see how much meat is used, let's buy one in the afternoon." "is also rich, so Xuan Wentao is also confident.

Xuan Anhao hurried to eat, and after eating, he could follow his father out to buy meat.

Xuan Miaoer thought that she could send them a few sticky bean buns in the upper room, after all, they were all the children of Old Man Xuan, but Xuan Miaoer overestimated the upper room and nothing happened.

After eating, Xuan Miaoer recalled the recipes she had seen before, but she didn't know if she could make a good casing for sausages, so she would write out the recipe and ask her father and mother if she didn't work, but after the bacon was made, it was easy to be learned, but it didn't matter, and she didn't think about making money with this.

Since the drunken boy has so many industries, it is inevitable that there will be a restaurant, this sausage and bacon gave him, give him an extra recipe, and it can be regarded as repaying him for buying the yard and giving her thirty percent of the favor, he is not stingy, not to mention that the drunken boy is so generous to himself, this backer must be relied on.

The method of spicy cabbage is not difficult, Xuan Miaoer wrote the two recipes and handed them to Xuan Wentao: "Dad, can we do this method ourselves?" She is really not so confident in her cooking skills, so she still pins her hopes on her father's reliability.

Xuan Wentao read the recipe to Liu, and Liu nodded again and again: "It's not difficult, but let's make less sausages first, and it's not good to do it outside." In the afternoon, Wen Tao and his second brother went to buy it, there are a lot of things to buy, so they still have to go to the town, and Erlang Shilang will also go with them, so I can help those things and buy more spices. ”

As soon as he heard that he could go to the town, Xuan Anhao immediately came to his senses: "Great, I haven't been to the town since the snow fell." ”

Liu took out the silver and handed it to Xuan Wentao, and asked Xuan Miaoer to write a purchase list, and they went to town.

Xuan Miaoer still has to return the New Year's painting in the afternoon, in fact, the family is also very tight to paint the New Year's painting, but this gift is really important, their family owes a lot of favors, so this can be repaid, and the heart is also steady.

When the sun set, they came back from the town, and everyone was empty, and there were a few strips of pork belly in the basket behind Xuanwenjiang, as well as a bunch of pig intestines.

Xuan Wentao and Xuan Anrui also carried rice bags, and Xuan Anhao carried a small basket of spices.

Xuan Miaoer also ran out after hearing the voice, looking through things in the kitchen, there was no other entertainment at this time, and buying things at home was also a big deal, and I was happy to look through it.

Liu hurriedly instructed everyone to work, soaked rice by himself, and made the materials for sticky bean buns, and said the rest, casually Xuan Wentao and Xuan Wenjiang took three small tosses.

Xuan Wentao looked at Xuan Miaoer: "We all obey your command, what are we doing now?"

Xuan Miao'er was also polite: "My brother and I will make pig intestines, this takes work, but it's not tiring." The second uncle and brother minced the meat and used it later. Daddy washed the leftover meat and put it in a basin, and then castrated the meat according to the recipe I wrote. ”

"Okay. "Everyone should go down to the grid and go about their own tasks. (To be continued.) )