Not only are the hard work of mixing and kneading dough for boys, but they also have to do delicate work such as making steamed buns and kneading flower cakes.

The old man said, Yiduo is not pressing, cooking is also a craft, the world fills the stomach the largest, and she has learned to be unyielding, her four sons can cook, and her grandson must also be able to cook.

Didi and Zhigao were very strong, and after breakfast, they began to pound the soybeans soaked last night, and their aunt and uncle were going to make bean dregs slices.

The soaked soybeans are placed in a stone hoarding kiln, mashed with stone scum, mixed with tofu dregs, and mixed with bean flour and five-spice powder to make fist-sized dumplings, which are steamed in a pot.

The steamed bean dregs, cooled for a while, no longer steamed, put it in a cloth bag, covered with a woven bag, and was put in the study by the uncle and grandmother to ferment.

The study of her aunt's house was used as a temporary storage room by her, and it was full of New Year's goods.

Youyou studied and noodles under the guidance of my aunt, added more water to the noodles, added more water to the noodles, repeated several times, and finally brought out the sticky noodles needed today before the full pot.

Yoyo breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I finally reconciled the noodles, and I didn't make a joke about the stupid girl." ”

As soon as Zhiru heard that there was a joke, she came to pester: "Sister, what a joke, tell me about it." ”

Yes, this is the end of the mouth, and I put myself in the pit.

Yoyo didn't want to lose the reputation of a stupid girl, but Zhiping also came over to make trouble, pestering Yoyo to tell stories, and as a result, he recruited several children.

Zhixin's bear child volunteered: "I heard my grandmother tell this story, about the girl and his mother sewing quilts on the kang, and guiding the girl to make noodles while sewing.

After a while, the girl shouted, "Mother, there are too many noodles, what should I do?"

"Add water!"

After a while, the girl shouted again: "Mother!

"Stupid girl, add some more noodles!"

So the girl went to add noodles, but unexpectedly added more noodles, and the mother taught to add water, but the girl shouted: "Mother, it's still not good, there is more water!"

The mother scolded: "Then you won't add noodles!

The girl distinguished, "I know!

The mother was furious: "Why did I give birth to you stupid girl, if it weren't for the old lady sewing the quilt and pants together, I wouldn't be able to get off the kang, I would have to beat you to death!"

After Zhixin finished speaking, several children looked at the large basin full of noodles and laughed.

Zhixin looked at a large pot of noodles and praised Youyou: "Sister, you are not a stupid girl, you haven't sprinkled a little noodles with such a large basin, you are much better than my mother."

My mother made a small pot of noodles, and the outside of the basin was full of flour, and my grandmother told the story of the stupid girl. ”

The crux of the relationship is here, no wonder Zhixin keeps this story in mind.

Yoyo announced: "Tomorrow and face change, you all have to learn to make faces, no one can be a stupid girl." ”

As a result, Zhixin was more serious again: "Sister Youyou, we can't be stupid girls as men, but we are stupid guys." ”

Zhibin said disgustedly: "You just learn to be friendly, and you are also a stupid guy." ”

The sticky noodles were reconciled, and the aunt led the children to start making sticky bean buns. The agent of the sticky bean bun was dragged by my aunt and grandmother, and the size was the same, and she made it by the old man, with thin skin and big filling, each of which was the same size.

The crookedness that the children did at the beginning was ridiculous when they saw it. Not to mention Didi, they are boys, they are so big, and they are also made in strange shapes.

The raw sticky noodles have no bones, and they are relatively loose to hold, and they look at the bean buns made by their uncle and grandmother, with thin skin and big filling, and they want to make them like that.

It's easier said than done, the skin on the outside is thin, and as soon as the bean paste is filled, the skin is broken, and the filling leaks out.

Youyou was unwilling and worked hard towards the goal of thin skin and big stuffing, but he did more than a dozen in a row, but none of them succeeded. Each one has a patch on it, and some buns have more than one patch on it.

It's not as good as a few small ones, the bean bags they make have less stuffing in them, and the skin is thicker, but none of them are exposed.

The children are smiling, their almighty Sister Youyou, it turns out that she also has shortcomings, and the craftsmanship of cooking is awesome, but the craftsmanship of steaming dry food is really not flattering.

The sticky bean buns made by several children have their own characteristics, and the outside are all handprints, and the sizes are different, so you can know who made them at a glance.

After the sticky bean bun was steamed, my aunt picked up a bean bun and prayed in front of the stove first: "The sweet bean bun steamed for the New Year, you can taste it first from all the gods." After speaking, he grabbed a little with his hand and threw it in front of the stove. Then he said to the children, "Okay, it's okay." ”

Didi They didn't talk about feudal superstition anymore, and said thoughtfully: "Sister, this is also a kind of cultural inheritance for the New Year, right." ”

"Yes, that's what people want for a better life. People only worship the gods when they eat good food, and they never sacrifice to the gods with coarse tea and light rice. ”

My aunt smiled and said, "It's good to go to school, and you can tell everything." ”

When the sticky bean bun is hot, it is particularly sticky, the uncle and grandmother use a bowl to serve it to the children, and several children point to the bean bun in the pot and pick their own bag.

It tastes good to make by yourself, although the thickness of the bean wrapper is different, the sticky noodles themselves are sweet and delicious, and the bean paste filling inside is particularly delicious.

Several children are big stomachs, and they usually don't eat this kind of sticky bean buns, and there are more than 30 bean buns in one pot, and there is not enough to eat.

Zhiping swallowed four bean buns in a row, and happily announced: "Grandma, I think the sticky bean buns are delicious, and the bean paste left for me will be wrapped into buns." ”

Zhixin thought about it, and finally made up his mind: "Grandma, keep my bean paste and wait for Dad to come and give it to him." ”

Uncle Youyou's aunt was moved by one sentence, and she grabbed Zhixin and praised vigorously: "I Zhixin is really a filial child, I know that my father likes to eat, so I want to keep it for my father." ”

Zhiping hurriedly asked: "Grandma, do my parents like to eat bean paste, if they do, you can also leave two bowls for them." ”

The aunt and uncle were even happier: "Okay, grandma stay more, put it in the freezer, and when they all come back, let them taste it." ”

The bean paste was set out, and the sticky noodles were left, and the uncle and grandmother boiled some red dates with boiling water, saying that it was a nest of steamed dates.

The red dates were soaked for more than an hour, and the outer folds were all soaked, so the children were asked to cut them into slices with knives, and by the way, the middle date core was removed.

The chopped jujube is mixed into the sticky dough, and the children start to pinch the nest head, and the children all start, grab a handful of dough pieces, knead them into a round ball in the palm of their hands, and then pat the bottom flat, turn a round hole with their hands in the middle, and put it directly on the grate covered with rags.

It is really not easy to pinch the head of the jujube nest, the dough mixed with the jujube slices is easy to scatter, you have to patiently knead them together, and after a long time, you have to dip some water into your hands.