In the small village of Nanchen, every family has to cook it every year, and unlike other places, Nanchen's glutinous rice is not only made of glutinous rice, but also corn, and corn and glutinous rice are mixed.

It can be seen from the glutinous rice that the family conditions are good or bad, the pure glutinous rice family is quite passable, the glutinous rice and corn are mixed, and the pure corn is the second.

In the past few years, Zhang Laohan's family has not had a dumpling, but this year, for some reason, he suddenly said that he wanted to make dumplings.

The next day, as soon as the sun rose, the old man got busy and began to prepare for the dumplings.

The old man shouted: "Xiao Mu, go, come with me to get bamboo shoot shells." ”

Xiao Mu thought to herself, such a simple thing can be done without the old man, and he can do it by himself.

"You're just busy with your family, I'll just go. ”

The old man was a little worried that Xiao Mu would take it wrong, so he advised: "Be careful when you take it, don't crack it, don't do it if it's too small, don't roll it, and don't roll it, it's completely open." ”

Xiao Mu was a little puzzled, why did he still ask so much, but he didn't ask much, and went to the bamboo forest with doubts.

When he arrived at the bamboo forest, Xiao Mu picked a bamboo shoot shell that was both large and not broken, and completely stretched out, picked up more than a dozen pieces and went home.

With a smile, I thought that I had taken so much, and the old man would praise himself, threw the bamboo shoot shell at the door, rushed to the kitchen and said to the old man: "Grandma and grandma, I took a lot, you can go and see if you can do it." ”

The old man looked at it and was dumbfounded, "Ouch, my good man, you can't do this, you are all bitter bamboo shoot shells, you can't use them, you need sweet bamboo shoots." ”

Xiao Mu didn't understand what sweet bamboo shoots were and what bitter bamboo shoots were, so he looked at the old man and then at the bamboo shoot shells on the ground.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you later, I'll brush the steamer first, and then steam the glutinous rice. ”

Isn't the shell of bitter bamboo shoots the same? Could it be that the shell of bitter bamboo shoots is bitter? A series of questions came to Xiao Mu's mind.

When the old man was busy, Xiao Mu picked up the bamboo shoot shell and studied it, except for a lot of dense fine hairs on the back, there was nothing special, why couldn't he use it?

After finishing his work, the old man walked out of the kitchen, told Zhang Laohan to look at the fire and said to Xiao Mu: "Let's go, I'll take you to get it, so that you can have a long experience." ”

It's still the same bamboo forest, and I watched the old man take a few pieces, "Is this the sweet bamboo shoot shell?"

The old man turned over the bamboo shoot shell and said, "Look, the back of the sweet bamboo shoot shell is hairless, and it is thicker and softer than the bitter bamboo shoot shell, and the color is also yellowish." ”

Xiao Mu fixed his eyes and saw that it was really as the old man said.

Xiao Mu asked, "Then why is it completely open? ”

The old man smiled and said, "Wait to knead the glutinous rice cake on top of it, knead it into a cake shape, if the cracked glutinous rice cake will not overflow? Also, if he is not completely propped up, he will have to use the bake, it will inevitably be roasted, then it is more troublesome? It is better to take the fully propped up, not nothing." ”

Xiao Mu suddenly realized, "So that's the case!"

Time passed minute by minute, and the glutinous rice was almost steamed, and the old man took a bowl in a small bowl and handed it to Xiao Mu.

"Xiao Mu, you taste it, it's delicious. ”

The round and full glutinous rice grains are mixed with golden corn kernels, the aroma is fragrant, and the taste of corn flavor and glutinous rice flavor is not too fragrant, which makes Xiao Mu salivate.

Xiao Mu washed his hands so-so, then kneaded the rice into rice balls, and couldn't wait to eat it before it cooled.

Seeing that Xiao Mu was eating with relish, the old man asked, "Is it delicious?"

Xiao Mu nodded again and again, "It's delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious meal." ”

The old man came out with another big bowl, handed it to Xiao Mu and said, "Also, it's okay to eat slowly." ”

No matter how delicious it is, I can't eat much, and it's still glutinous rice, which is very hungry, and Xiao Mu can't eat it after eating a small portion.

"Grandma, I won't eat it, you can eat it. ”

"You're full?"

Before the old man finished speaking, Xiao Mu went to ask Wan Rong and Zhang Laohan to eat together, Zhang Laohan came, but Wan Rong didn't like to eat.

"Eat it, I don't like to eat that sticky rice. ”

I ate and ate, and I was full, and the next thing was to start making glutinous rice cakes.

The old man washed the bamboo shoot shells, took the pockets he had prepared before, and instructed Zhang Laohan to carry out the planks and hammers.

Lay the wooden plank on the ground, put the cooked sticky rice in the pocket, tie the bag tightly and place it on the wooden plank.

"Is that it?"

Zhang Laohan said with a smile: "Otherwise, what else should I do, why don't you have a stone trough at home?" ”

"Stone trough, what is a stone trough?" Xiao Mu asked curiously.

Zhang Laohan explained: "The stone trough used to be used to remove rice husks, and it was also used as a rice dumpling, and there were so many in every village, but now with a rice mill, no one is using it." ”

After speaking, Zhang Laohan picked up the rusty hammer and smashed it heavily on the pocket full of glutinous rice.

It didn't take long, Zhang Laohan was already sweating profusely, watching Zhang Laohan hammer after hammer, sweating profusely, he felt very tired, but Xiao Mu wanted to try.

So he said, "Grandpa, are you tired, or if you rest, I'll help you with the beating?"

Xiao Mu took the hammer and found that the hammer was very heavy, not to mention the repeated hammer, and it was difficult to carry.

After a few hammers, Xiao Mu panted and sat down.

"Oh, no, no, it's too heavy, I can't move the hammer, so you should come. He handed the hammer to Xiao Mu again.

Zhang Laohan smiled: "Do you want to hammer twice again?"

What is this, Xiao Mu got up and walked away and said, "No, no, I can't move the hammer." ”

Zhang Laohan then hammered a few more times and stopped, and the old man opened the knot at the mouth of the bag and looked to see if the glutinous rice was completely melted and sticky together.

After seeing that it had completely melted, the old man rubbed the lard on the bamboo shoot shell, wiped it a little on his hand, took out the glutinous rice that had been melted, put it on top of the prepared bamboo shoot shell, and kneaded it.

Xiao Mu poked the glutinous rice glutinous rice dumplings, never thought that the glutinous rice dumplings would be sticky at all, so he took his hand back to see if the old man's hand was not glutinous, could it be the reason for the lard?

Xiao Mu also smeared a little lard like the old man, and when he went to insert the glutinous rice again, he found that it was not so sticky.

Nodding slightly, he said silently: "It turns out that this is the reason for the oil." ”

The old man kept kneading the glutinous rice balls, and after a while, the shapeless glutinous rice balls were dished into a cake shape.

A complete glutinous rice glutinous rice cake is done, and all this is a little troublesome, but this is a inheritance, and a piece of nothing will inevitably go through polishing, and it will be time-consuming and wasted at that time.

"Grandma, how long can I eat this?"

Generally speaking, you can eat it in three or five days, but Nancheng's habit is to wait until the New Year to eat, and I don't know why, Xiao Mu didn't say anything when he asked the old man, only that it was a tradition.