Sesame oil blanks, that is, sesame sauce that has not been diluted and seasoned yet. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEat hot pot, mutton shabu, and usual cold dishes, sesame sauce is indispensable. The people of the Xia family like to eat sesame sauce very much.

Seeing that Xia Zhi bought these things again, several children chattered and laughed, and they were all very happy. Because it would take a while, Xia Zhi took a few little black fish to sit in front of the counter where the oil was sold.

Behind the counter was a handsome young girl with black hair combed into a big braid hanging down her head. This little girl doesn't talk to people much, but her big eyes look quite smart.

After a while, the little girl came out to talk to Xia Zhi and asked her if she was from the old Xia family in Daxingzhuang.

Xia Solstice replied yes.

"Then your dad is not a showman. The little girl asked again.

The little girl spoke a little straight, but Xia Zhi was not disgusted, so she nodded in agreement.

"Oh. The little girl sighed, ran back behind the counter, and after a while, poured a bowl of water for Xia Solstice.

Slowly, Xia Zhi talked to the little girl. The little girl also asked Xia Zhi if Xia Qiao was her brother.

"It's my brother. Xia Zhi smiled secretly, she had already noticed that Xia Qiao came to see them twice, and the little girl's eyes revolved around Xia Qiao.

Objectively speaking, Xia Qiao is very handsome, and he is by no means a beautiful man at second sight, but the kind that will feel outstanding at first sight. Moreover, Xia Qiao's temperament is very different from those peasant boys around him. On the one hand, it is Xia Qiao's character, and on the other hand, it is also because he likes to read and has read books.

The little girl seems to have taken a fancy to Xia Qiao. Xia Zhi couldn't be happy in his heart.

When Xia Qiao came over again, he told Xia Zhi that he could go. Xia Zhi came out with a few little black fish, and saw that there were already a few oil drums on their car, and a lot of bean cakes were stacked.

At this time, the oil is pressed by the pressing method, and the oil yield is naturally not high. Shijia Oil Mill is the best in the industry, even so, ten catties of soybeans can only squeeze out one catty of oil at most, and the rest are soybean cakes.

However, the oil squeezed out by this method is more nutritious and mellow in taste.

Xia Qiao used a rope to fix the oil drum and bean cake, and the young owner of the oil mill came out with his men to help. Xia Zhi was beside him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the little girl standing at the door, looking in this direction.

The little girl was still shy and didn't dare to come to the front, and she only dared to look at Xia Qiao, but didn't dare to talk to Xia Qiao.

On the way back, Xia Zhi told Xia Qiao about this little girl. It was the youngest girl in the young owner of the oil mill, who had just turned fourteen this year. Xia Zhi asked Xia Qiao if he thought the little girl from Shijia Oil Mill was good-looking.

Xia Qiao drove the carriage leisurely, carelessly: "I didn't pay attention." ”

"I really didn't pay attention, or did I fake I didn't pay attention?" Xia Zhi refused to let Xia Qiao go like this.

"I really didn't pay attention, that's still fake. What's wrong?" Xia Qiao asked, really didn't notice the little girl.

"I think she's pretty good-looking, but she speaks a little rushing. But it's not bad to treat us......" After the little girl saw Xia Qiao, she obviously played more oil on the summer solstice than on Biren.

"Ah......" Xia Qiao is still out of state.

Xia Zhi had to laugh secretly, but he didn't say anything more. She doesn't have to worry about this kind of thing.

When they got home, Uncle Xia San and Aunt Xia San were at home, and the two of them were busy helping Xia Qiao carry oil drums and bean cakes to the yard. After squeezing so much oil at once, and bringing back so many bean cakes, the family was overjoyed.

"These bean cakes are enough to eat for a while. Uncle Xia said with a smile. He is particularly attentive to taking care of his family's three-headed livestock.

"Where's my milk?" Because I didn't see Mrs. Xia, Xia Zhi asked.

"In the backyard, pounding leek flowers. Aunt Xia San told Xia Zhi.

On the summer solstice, I walked through the hall to the backyard.

Mrs. Xia sat under the eaves, and in the big wooden basin beside her was washed wine and food, as well as a large number of leek flowers and leek pavilions. Mrs. Xia had an iron mash in her hand and was pounding leek flowers in a wide-mouthed clay pot.

This season, the wine and food are already a little old. When the leek flowers are finished, there will be no food to eat. The rest of the wine and vegetables should be cut off, leaving only the short roots to raise. By the beginning of spring next year, there will be another spring leek with a vegetable furrow.

Xia Zhi and Layue were busy washing their hands and sitting down to help.

"Milk, how are you making these old leek flowers this year?" asked Layue while helping.

"Sixteen doesn't say that you want to buy sheep, and you can't use leek flowers for shabu mutton. I think you're quite happy to eat it in a pot, and you have to stew sauerkraut, so you can't miss this anywhere. I'm not afraid that's enough. Mrs. Xia laughed.

In the final analysis, life is good, and then everyone still loves to eat. Mrs. Xia worked a lot harder than before, but she was very willing to live like this, and she was happy every day.

"Is the oil pressed back?" asked Mrs. Xia on the summer solstice.

"Squeeze it back. Milk, let's use new oil at night to taste whether it is fragrant or not. Xia Solstice said.

"Good. Mrs. Xia also smiled and nodded.

At this time, I heard the sound of hawking in the street. After a while, the little black fish came and asked Mrs. Xia for money, saying that she wanted to buy wool powder.

There are mung bean flour sellers on the street.

Mrs. Xia deliberately counted down the little black fish twice, but still took out the money from the money bag she carried with her.

"Milk, you don't need to take the money, I have it. Xia Zhi stood up, went to the cupboard in the hall and took a small basin and brought it out.

Knowing that the summer solstice wants to buy wool powder, the little black fish, and the little Xia Lin all follow the summer solstice step by step.

On the streets of Daxingzhuang, from time to time there will be some people who walk through the streets and alleys to do business. Among them are merchants, some sell food, and some collect things for rags.

The hair powder that the little black fish refers to is the mung bean hair powder. Because there is a workshop to make fans nearby, there are often people who drive cars and pull large buckets to sell.

The little black fish loves to eat this, and Old Man Xia and Mrs. Xia also love to eat it. When it comes to the taste of this wool powder, it's actually a little weird. The first bite has a complicated feeling, and you can taste it slowly to appreciate its charm.

The mung bean flour mentioned here in Daxingzhuang is actually bean juice.

If you don't like to eat it, you can't stand it when you smell it. Those who love to eat are generally addicted.

The flour was still hot when it was scooped out of the bucket, and Xia Solstice was busy bringing it home and beckoning everyone to take a bowl to taste. She took a bowl to Mrs. Xia and brought it to the backyard, and then she also filled half a bowl herself, while watching the little black fish, the little tree and the little Xia Lin drink the hair powder.

Da Qing came over, and Xia Zhi poured some into his food bowl. Da Qing licked it twice, then walked out silently with his tail down.

"Leave a bowl for our grandfather. "The summer solstice said.

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Now I have to eat the oil pressed by the soil method, which is much more expensive than the one I buy.