This is where he hid money at home while his mother was still alive.

In previous years, when the harvest was good, there was a bulging pocket inside.

It's just that when something happens to the family, the hole is empty.

Now he fills in a few silver dollars that have made money at the bottom, and he should have the right to please a good fortune.

After tidying everything up, Shao Manchu protested with a gurgling stomach.

The sixteen-year-old young man, when it was time to smoke the strip, was rubbing his head, but there was not much oil and water in his stomach, but he was hungry and panicked when he did something.

But today, thanks to the blessing of Zhang Dengguan, Shao Manchu can finally have a full meal.

Shao Manchu, who protested, hurriedly turned over and got off the kang, and moved the food he had just received to the stove one by one.

On the way to move, he couldn't hold back, and he also filled his mouth with two mung bean cakes that are rarely seen on weekdays.

The frozen mung bean noodle dim sum with some ice teeth slowly melted in Shao Manchu's mouth, and a layer of dry and thick mung bean flour and slightly coarse white sugar grains spread in his mouth.

The stir-fried mung bean noodles have a little vegetable oil in them, and they are mixed with rare sugar, not to mention how sweet they are.

Even the milky white soybean flour fluttering outside the bean cake is also baked with a strong fire, which is slightly dry, but it also makes people reluctant to swallow their saliva, lest they make this greasy sweetness ...... It was diluted.

Delicious!

If it weren't for this kind of delicate dim sum that couldn't stand it, even in this cold weather, it could only be put for half a month, and he Shao Manchu was reluctant to take it to eat immediately, and he would definitely stay and entertain guests.

But after thinking about it again, he is an orphan who has just gone to his parents, and according to the rules, he can't go to other people's homes to pay New Year's greetings during the Chinese New Year this year.

In the same way, no one else will come to his house.

He can't give away these good things.

Thinking of this, Shao Manchu moved a little slower.

Celebrating the New Year alone, is this year still a year?

'Suck ......'

How can a big man cry......

Shao Manchu wiped a handful of snot that was stirred up by discomfort, and buried his head in carrying the last bag of grain to the stove.

If no one comes, no one comes!

You are already the pillar of the Shao family.

Be strong and spend your first New Year seriously.

Wiping away tears, in order to divert attention, Shao Manchu said he would do it.

The cooking shed was cleaned up, so let's see what we could do to fill our stomachs.

Shao Manchu looked around, and saw the flat plate filled with water by the window, and cut off the garlic seedlings that were about to wilt.

Later, on the top floor of the cabinet, he took out a small jar of lard with white flowers and put it aside for later use.

Pick up a few pieces of artichoke piled in the corner, pull out a freshly distributed sausage, and the noon recipe will come out.

Steamed small half intestines, after cooling down, you can make a small dish of sausage cold cut.

Then add meat oil and chili garlic sprouts, and serve with two or three shredded potatoes, which is a plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes.

Then use the mixed with an unknown number of grains and stew a small pot of multigrain rice.

The meals are complete!

He'll be able to get a good meal.

Just thinking about it, Shao Manchu is full of energy.

While he was busy packing up the materials, he found a crockpot that he had never seen before.

What is this jar for?

Could it be that my father and mother made it before they went?

It won't be broken now, right?

Shao Manchu hurriedly opened the sealed jar, and a pungent fragrance came out of the jar, which made Shao Manchu, who was holding the jar, stunned all of a sudden.

This is half a jar of malt flour.

It is the ingredient for making his favorite bud candy.

When did Daddy secretly do this?

Even in the last case, they didn't forget to make a sweet bite for this kid to eat?

Shao Manchu's eyes gradually blurred......

Because for two patients...... Just let the sprouted wheat be milled little by little with a small stone mill...... It's a big project.

Shao Manchu couldn't imagine how his father, who could only lie on the bed, completed this laborious work in the end.

Shao Manchu's throat choked with pain, and the tears that flowed to his lips made him swallow his saliva.

Perhaps, when his father and mother closed their eyes, they were still regretting that the final process, boiling sugar, they could not complete it.

"Hiss......"

The water in the pot came......

Ignoring any more tears, Shao Manchu wiped away the tears with his hands, poured the hot water from the cauldron into the large porcelain bowl on the side, and first put aside the malt powder that he had accidentally found in the jar.

It's time for the fire...... Shao Manchu first put the smoked sausage into layers with a kitchen blade, spread it in the center of a small bowl of stoneware, and then looked at the draught of the multigrain rice steamed on the small stove next side, and saw that the inside had been steamed to the level of thick porridge, so he added a grate to the small steamer and put the small bowl containing the smoked sausage.

'Kala'

After doing all this, cover the wooden lid on the steamer tightly, and don't care about this pot of rice until it is cooked.

After this process is completed, the bottom of the cauldron is also burned red, and the misty white smoke rises from the inside, and it is time to put lard and slip the pan.

Shao Manchu, who turned around, scooped a small half spoonful of milky yellow viscous grease from the oil can, and shook it gently towards the pot, popping, pudding-like lard...... was thrown at the bottom of the pot.

However, as soon as it was stained with the iron pot, this lump of glutinous fat met its nemesis.

Look at the extremely greasy cellulite, after encountering the sudden rise of the heat, it turned into a meat oil as clear as water.

The rich aroma of animal fat permeates the entire cooktop.

Shao Manchu, who hadn't eaten meat for a long time, sniffed twice, and the oil in the pot was ...... When it crackled and splashed, it pushed the shallot segments on the board into the pot with a pop.

"Sting!"

With a shovel and a flip, the flavor of scallion oil blends into the aroma of oil.

"Sting!"

Flip it again, and the white onion will become burnt and golden.

"Chili, Chili ......"

A few small red lanterns hanging from the room were split into small sections, followed by a shovel that also fell into the pot.

The hot oil brings out the spicy quickly, and there is another powerful aid in the big family that provokes the taste buds.

When the main ingredient shredded potatoes and the auxiliary green garlic sprouts are put into the pot, the smell of this room is full of multiple fragrances.

You don't need a lot of salt, but you need plenty of vinegar, plus a little bit of extremely rare dried sea rice noodles brought from the shore of your hometown and a mixture of white crystals on the kelp, this sour, spicy and fragrant shredded potatoes can be baked.

It was served in a large shallow bowl, and served on the small table, and the water he had dried before was cold to a temperature of fifty or sixty.

Shao Manchu opened the jar containing the malt powder, slowly stirred the warm water into it, soaked all the malt flour properly, and then sealed the jar and carried it to the only room in the house where the kang was burned.

Wrap the jar tightly with cotton wool, so that the malt powder in the jar can slowly complete self-fermentation.

In the fermentation of a few hours, Shao Manchu can go to eat a hot and full meal, and by the way, the tired body of the morning can be soothed and soothed.