Zhang Haiyan was also very excited. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 It's not that she doesn't have scarves and gloves, her mother used the thread torn out of the leftover torn clothes worn at home, and knitted a pair for her, but neither the aesthetics nor the warmth can compare with the brand new woolen scarves and gloves.

"Thank you, aunt!" thanked the two brothers in unison, and after picking up their respective gifts, they hid aside to admire and try them on.

Ying Fang was infected by them, and the corners of her mouth curled. Turned around and went back to the hall and helped the master clean up.

In the afternoon, the rice cannon candy is used, so the square table must be wiped clean, and there can be no oil stains and stains.

The wooden shelves for sugar were taken out yesterday and cleaned -- four long wooden sticks, head to tail, just like a boxy wooden shelf.

Ying Fang was in charge of lighting the fire, Zhang Haiyan put away her scarf and gloves and ran out to lay her hands, and Grandma Zhang saw the heat and poured maltose syrup into the pot in turn, put in the rice cannon, sprinkled with crushed peanuts and fried sesame seeds, and then stirred non-stop.

"What about me, what about me, what am I doing?" Zhang Haiyang finished reading a villain book, smelled the sweet fragrance of maltose, sniffed and ran out to ask for help.

The second elder was amused to watch.

"Good man Haiyang, sit next to your aunt and bake the fire. Don't freeze your little hands and feet. Grandma Zhang smiled and beckoned to her grandson.

"I'm not cold, I wear a lot of clothes. Zhang Haiyang lifted the big padded jacket and showed off the small padded jacket in him.

"Okay, good, it's not cold, it's not cold, don't pick up your clothes, beware of catching a cold. Otherwise, you go and watch your grandfather, and don't get dizzy and hurt your fingers when you cut it for a while. "Grandma Zhang assigned a job as a supervisor to her grandson.

Zhang Haiyang happily jumped to the square table and supervised the old doctor Zhang one by one.

After the rice cannons stirred in the pot were basically coated with maltose (meaning a large pot of rice cannons sticking together), Grandma Zhang quickly scooped them up with a spatula and put them on a square wooden shelf set up on the square table.

Zhang Youkang kept rolling the rolling pin while it was hot, and before the rice cannon cooled, he had to grind it into a boxy, very flat and strong large sugar wrap, and after it cooled, he took a kitchen knife and cut it into thin slices and put it into a tin biscuit box. A biscuit box is not enough to fill, enamel vat on top.

Zhang Haiyang's bright eyes like black grapes widened, and he watched his grandfather's movements curiously, this was the first time he saw the rice cannon candy that had just come out of the pot, and it turned out to be sauce purple......

Swallowing saliva while watching, it took a long time to remember the task assigned by his grandmother, staring at his grandfather's hand and constantly reminding: "Master, slow down, don't cut your hand." ”

Zhang Youkang: "......"

I almost got my hands on it!

simply took a small bowl, filled it with a few slices of cut sugar wrap, and coaxed his grandson to the side to eat, "Take some for your aunt and sister too." ”

"Hmm. Zhang Haiyang's chubby cheeks bulged one by one, and he sent two pieces to Yingfang and Zhang Haiyan while eating. Don't forget to stuff a piece into the mouth of the second elder.

"Filial piety to the child!" the second elder smiled with satisfaction.

The freshly cooled sugar wrap is still a little warm, crunchy with one bite, and sweet with one bite.

Yingfang sighed while chewing: This delicious food can only be eaten during the New Year, who is willing to do it on weekdays.

Besides, such a little thing has to be eaten until the beginning of spring and survives the days of green and yellow.

The rice cannons fried by rice and millet are basically made into sugar coatings. The crispy yellow popcorn fried by sun-dried corn kernels can be eaten as a snack directly in your hand.

Zhang Haiyang moved a small bench and sat at the square table, with a villain book spread out on his lap, tasting the freshly cooked rice cannon candy for a while, chewing the crunchy popcorn for a while, and squinting his eyes happily.

Seeing Yingfang coming in from outside with a vegetable pot, she asked curiously, "Aunt, what do you want to do next?"

"Next," Ying Fang said with a smile, "Let's fry meatballs!"

Meatballs?

As soon as Zhang Haiyang heard this, saliva began to secrete, as long as it was related to meat, it was his favorite.

"I like it!"

"Good. You sit here obediently, and when the first pot is fried, my aunt will give you two pieces. After frying the meatballs, let's fry the spring rolls, and keep them to keep your little stomach full. ”

For fear that this kid would be greedy, Yingfang added again. But it's not a lie to him, even if the sister and brother haven't arrived today, she plans to do so. If you have a lot of time, you still want to make egg dumplings after frying spring rolls. The day after tomorrow there is also a plan for the day after tomorrow - to make glutinous rice cakes and grind tofu. After that, they will be busy killing chickens and stewing chickens. But most of the time it's too late, and it takes a lot of time to fry meatballs.

"Auntie, I'm not a child anymore!" Zhang Haiyang retorted with a frowning face, "I can also help." ”

"But there's nothing to do right now that we need the ocean's help. Yingfang thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, you can help my aunt feed the chickens and rabbits under the eaves."

"Okay!" Zhang Haiyang took the small bowl handed to him by Yingfang, went to the warehouse to scoop a bowl of chaff, and then went to the stove room to get carrots.

"Aunt, don't get used to him too much, you should let him do some work. Such a big meatball, taste two at a time, and if you don't work, you won't grow fat on your body. Zhang Haiyan said at her brother's back.

"It's okay, it's going to blow up a lot anyway. You'll taste one later, too. Ying Fang said with a smile.

"Hehe, my sister is a gluttonous cat!" Zhang Haiyang stood on the threshold of the stove room and turned his head to make a grimace at his sister.

Zhang Haiyan was kneading the dough when her flour-stained hand reached over and pinched the tip of her brother's nose, and then laughed.

Yingfang watched the sister and brother play around while rubbing the meatballs with her hands.

Didn't I get the pig and mutton for the New Year, the lard board was fried into lard, and the lard residue was chopped and wrapped in dumplings with cabbage, which tasted good. The master and apprentice ate a delicious meal that night, and the rest of them will make dumplings for the sisters and brothers tonight.

The part of the pork with the tendons is going to be stewed in braised pork for the New Year, and the lean meat with a little fat is chopped into minced pieces with shiitake mushrooms, sprinkled with salt, put aside some rice wine, and marinated for a long time, and then prepare to fry the meatballs. After being fried, it is relatively durable. When cooking the first soup for the New Year, put a few in it. Meat balls, meat balls, reunion and reunion, not only delicious but also meaningful.

The lamb was not much, but the parts were very good, and the master said to save it until the Chinese New Year's Eve day to stew the lamb in a pot and eat, Yingfang raised her hands and feet to agree. So, a small strip of clean fresh lamb shank meat was wrapped in oiled paper and buried in the ice in the backyard that could not be exposed to the sun.

Zhang Haiyan's sister and brother laughed for a while, and when they saw that Yingfang had finished rubbing the meatballs, they quickly stopped. One obediently went to feed the chickens and rabbits, and the other washed his hands and sat down at the mouth of the stove to light the fire.

Grandma Zhang cleaned up the sugar-coated square table and began to mix the batter. No matter if you have time to fry the spring rolls today, the skin of the spring rolls must be fried, otherwise there will be no time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.