Poured it into the pot with a bang: "Fifth aunt, come and help me look at the fire." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The stove was simmering slightly, keeping the pot at a suitable temperature, and Zhao obeyed Liu Qingxi's instructions, instead of large dry firewood, he slowly burned with relatively fluffy dry grass.

"Auntie, you must pay attention when frying noodles, the fire must not be too big, the low fire is slowly burning, the action of the shovel must not stop, and the stir-fry back and forth, otherwise the white noodles will easily paste the pot. ”

"In addition, we have to keep observing the color of the white noodles, when it has a slight discoloration, we have to stop, after all, when making moon cakes in the later stage, they will be baked again, if the early fried noodles are fried too much, then the later processing will have a great impact on the taste of the moon cakes. Therefore, it is very important to grasp the heat. ”

They are all women who are used to doing kitchen work, Liu Qingxi demonstrated this, and everyone quickly understood. It turns out that the fried noodles she is talking about are fried noodles.

Several women who made mooncakes recalled the process of making them before, which was very different from what Liu Qingxi said.

When they make it, except for the few fillings, all the white noodles they use are unfried, and some people with poor family conditions will choose mixed noodles or cornmeal.

So you can imagine what kind of taste it makes, but it is also a delicacy that is rare for poor farmers, and it can only be enjoyed during the New Year's holidays.

After a while, the fragrance of wheat slowly floated out, the fragrance was refreshing, floating to people's hearts, and the saliva of several women kept secreting: "Qingxi, I really didn't expect to taste it like this, it smells really fragrant, if you do this, the moon cakes will definitely be more delicious." ”

It's just that what everyone didn't expect was that Liu Qingxi's ensuing approach was even more shocking and even more shocking.

"Auntie, do you understand? It's not difficult, it's just that the heat is not easy to grasp, and you will understand it if you fry two pots. ”

The Zhao family was the most involved from beginning to end, so Liu Qingxi handed over the shovel to her after making this pot: "Fifth aunt, you come down and try it, and call another aunt to come over to help, or Grandma Liu to help with the staff." ”

After explaining the fried noodles, Liu Qingxi will make all kinds of moon cake fillings next.

This is just a simple modified five-kernel stuffed mooncake, in addition to this, of course, there are other kinds of things, such as egg yolk, fresh meat, lotus paste, and jujube paste.

Although it is difficult to find or achieve a variety of fillings in the previous life, Liu Qingxi tried his best to find alternatives and make as many kinds of mooncakes as possible.

There is only such a Mid-Autumn Festival a year, and it is natural to be satisfied in your heart.

Looking back at the backward era that had just been crossed last year, it was difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing, and the Mid-Autumn Festival, a reunion festival, was naturally simple. At that time, she and Liu Qingyan had not been kicked out of Liu's house for a long time, and it seemed that they were struggling to survive by selling dozens of dollars from the monkey.

I can't eat well, I can't wear warm clothes, how can I have the heart to do these foods.

After all, last year's Mid-Autumn Festival was a pity, but what about this year?

Think of the moon cake with egg yolk filling, the marinated duck egg yolk or egg yolk is wrapped in the moon cake, take a bite, the fragrance of lotus paste on the outside is accompanied by the delicate taste of the duck egg yolk, which melts in the mouth and is extremely delicate.

It can be said that this is Liu Qingxi's favorite taste in his previous life.

When her grandmother was alive, she used to make her a favorite every year, but then she was left alone, and the Mid-Autumn Festival of other people's lively reunions came to her alone.

So now she finally has a blood relative, and at the same time, there are so many neighbors who care about her and love her, and she is no longer like the cold wall and boundless loneliness after returning home from work in her previous life.

How lively the house is now, it sets off how deserted the family was in the previous life.

A smile on a face, a sentence and a word, in Liu Qingxi's heart, maybe recalled many years later, these are the most precious memories in this life.

She simply asked the woman next to her, "Auntie, do you know who has salted duck eggs in the village?"

This woman belongs to the kind of honest and hard-working, otherwise, Liu Qingxi would not ask her to come over to help, after all, if you find someone as arrogant as Tian or Wang, Liu Qingxi is still not at ease, maybe the moon cakes are not ready, and all the fillings are moved home by them.

"Hey, you're asking the right person, I know who has it, how much is waiting for you, I'll go and buy it now." ”

The woman was very enthusiastic, Liu Qingxi naturally would not refuse, and asked her to ask door to door, I don't know how much time was wasted.

Taking advantage of this gap, Liu Qingxi took down the bacon and jerky that had been dried some time ago from the beams of the house and cut them into small diced meats, which were filled with bacon.

The fresh meat stuffing is more troublesome, first chop the fresh meat you bought, mix it with spices and chopped green onions, form them into small balls, and then put them on the steamer to steam.

Liu Qingxi's different methods made everyone's eyes widen: "Oh, we didn't know that there were so many ways to make moon cakes before." ”

"But isn't it, if it weren't for Qingxi, how could we have grown these insights?"

"With so many good ingredients in it, you can't go wrong with the taste. ”

Liu Qingxi invited so many people, and the speed of work was naturally much faster when there were more people.

In the morning, these preliminary preparations are almost done, so the next thing to do is to make a mooncake dough, and then use the mold to make these mooncakes into the shape we want.

It's just that the mold has not yet been done, and Liu Qingxi wants to prepare the preparations within his ability first, and the mold can start construction when it comes.

At this time, Zhang San arrived panting: "Miss Liu, do you see if you can pass these tests?"

It's just that Liu Qingxi looked at it at a glance, and these abrasives of the exact same size were polished by Zhang San very smooth, so you can imagine how serious he was doing.

Gently stroked, only the original grain of the wood remains, and the inside of the abrasive is polished to a very smooth finish.

Liu Qingxi smiled, and couldn't help laughing anymore: "Third Uncle Zhang, you did so well." "I don't know how long it will take to polish the inside, but I don't know how long it will take to see the workmanship, and the carving is exactly like the pattern she painted.

After receiving the praise and affirmation of Liu Qingxi, a person who is similar to a mythical character, the achievements over the years have been wiped out, and the lack of confidence caused by poor health have become a thing of the past.

The courtyard of the Liu family house was extremely noisy, and a young man who had not moved for more than a day in the room saw the girl's bright smile through the curtains.

Those noisy voices that sounded loud in the past were actually a little more inexplicably relaxed......