The news that the fruit groves around the village had become a sea of flowers swept the world almost instantly, in modern online media.

Because of the special environment of Banshan Village and Wang Yong's survival, any news of Banshan Village will attract the attention of the world at the first time, even if it is a casual photo of Banshan Village, it can cause a sensation.

What's more, this time the group of people in the village were happy to take a bunch of photos with their mobile phones and cameras, and they were uploaded to the Internet as soon as possible.

It's just a pity, because it's not open now, so they can only look at the photos and be greedy. If you want to come and experience it for yourself, I guess it will be next year.

Wang Yong was also dragged by his daughter-in-law Yuanyuan to take photos of her and Wenwen Niuniu for a long time, until it was dark and even when the flash could not shoot well, he was let go.

When I returned home, the street lights in the village had been turned on, and along the way, the villagers gathered together on the side of the road, at the door of the house, under the trees, chatting and gossiping, and a few anxious housewives simply moved the dining table to the door, chatting with the neighbors while eating.

From time to time, people greeted Wang Yong, but most of them went to the two little girls, and they all took the initiative to greet Wenwen and Niuniu, two cute little girls, to come over for dinner, and also showed off that they had made good dishes to tempt the two little girls.

It's just that these two little girls eat too much barbecue at noon, even if they are jumping and running in the fruit grove for a long time, they can't digest it, and their little stomachs are still bulging and can't put anything down.

When the group of four people returned to Wang Yong's house, they heard the voices of their godmother and godfather coming from home before they entered the door.

"Why still not?"

"yes, you don't look at it! That's how people do it, I can see it clearly. Just spin around and put it in cold water! ”

"Didn't we get this thing right? Do you have to add any special excipients to it? Why don't you go to the village and ask if they have any secret recipes or something? ”

The godfather and godmother don't know what they're doing. Wang Yong just wanted to sneak in to take a look, but before he could enter the door, Wenwen next to him pulled Niuniu and shouted:

"Grandma, Wenwen has come to see you."

Get! It's a bad thing, this girl shouted out at the top of her voice, why did she sneak over to see it? Come on, let's go over and see what these old couples are doing?

"Wenwen is here, come on, come on, grandma learned a hand today. I'll wait for grandma to get you something to eat. ”

Unexpectedly, the godmother didn't come out when she heard Wenwen's voice. It's so rare, isn't this normal? What the hell are you doing to make the old couple so abnormal? As soon as I heard Wenwen pull, I ran out to greet her.

Just thinking about it, Wenwen, a delicious ghost, ran into the kitchen with Niuniu. Listening to the voice, the godmother should be in the kitchen, Wang Yong and Yuanyuan, who was holding a digital camera and watching all the way, also followed the two girls curiously and entered the kitchen.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I was stunned by what I saw, the whole kitchen was full of white steam, and when I looked inside, I could only see two vague figures busy around the big iron pot.

"Grandma, what are you and Grandpa doing to eat?"

Wenwen had already run over. Curiously watched as the godmother was turning a strange pot, like a basin with a short edge, in an iron pot with a large pot of boiling water.

There was something like thin soup in the basin, and as the godmother kept turning the pot-like thing, the thin soup inside slowly became like a transparent dough.

"Pink skin?"

Wang Yong suddenly said loudly, he recognized what this thing was at a glance.

Pink skin. This is a kind of food made from flour flour (that is, sweet potato starch) processed from local white potatoes. The method is also very simple, and even most people understand it as soon as they say it.

The first is to add water to the noodles to dissolve the dried noodles. At this time, there is no point, as long as you are careful not to be too thin and not too thick.

Stir to combine. After the noodles are fully dissolved, proceed to the next step. Add alum to it, because alum can make the final brewed powder skin whiter and more beautiful.

Got this done. The rest is what the godmother is doing now. Put a spoonful of flour slurry water into the trumpet, then put it in the iron pot of the boiling pot, turn it twice, and the slurry water is evenly distributed to the bottom of the round prong.

Generally, if the water in the pot is hot enough, two or three turns are enough. At this time, shovel the prongs into the pot, put in half the hot water of the prongs, and after more than ten seconds, you can take them out and put them in cold water to ice it, and then you can remove the powder skin in the prongs and put them on the curtain made of sorghum stalks to dry.

After drying, it is the finished product of the flour skin, and they can be sold in bundles.

The reason why Wang Yong knows this so well is because his family did this business when he was a child.

At that time, all the noodles in the family were made into noodles by his parents, and compared with selling noodles directly, one pound could be sold for more than one yuan. When business is good, you can even sell it for two more dollars.

One day, his parents could cool out more than 100 catties of flour, which was more than 100 yuan more than selling the flour directly.

It's just that this guy has no idle time all day long, he is always busy with his feet not touching the ground, starting from five or six o'clock in the morning, and can be busy until eight or nine o'clock at night, or even ten o'clock before finishing the day's work.

It can be said that at that time, it was a time-consuming, energy-consuming, and well-earned job. It's just that it's too hard and too hard, and at most, there are only five or six families in the whole village doing this thing.

"Yikes! Son, do you know this thing? ”

The godmother leisurely turned the jackal in the pot and glanced at Wang Yong at the door in surprise. It's just that the powder skin brewed in the piston in her hand is too ugly, and Wang Yong is speechless when she sees it.

Not to mention the uneven thickness, there are also places where they are white and raw, and they are taken out by the godmother. Then he was taken out by the godfather in cold water and soaked in cold water before putting it on the pile of crooked powder skin on the board.

"Cut! What don't you know, I was a miserable childhood, and a large part of my teenage years were accompanied by it. At that time, tsk. It's bitter! ”

"Stop screaming! It's ugly! ”

Wang Yong's scream, it was really annoying and irritable, and he was directly twisted on the arm by the daughter-in-law next to him, and asked him to stop making noise in a huff.

"Really? Hurry up, come and see, see how we can't do it well? ”

As soon as the godmother heard Wang Yong's words, she immediately waved to Wang Yong excitedly and asked him to come over and point out how to do this thing. At the same time, I want to know why they all did the same thing as the people they saw today, and how did they make the powder so miserable?

"Hehe, this job doesn't look very simple, it seems to be unskilled. But if you're not familiar with it, you really can't play it. You'd better let me show you a hand! I think I was a stuffed powder guy back then, nicknamed the King of Kuaishou! ”

"I haven't praised you yet, I gasped, don't just say you don't practice, you give it a try."

The godfather glared at Wang Yong disdainfully, his eyes full of doubt and disbelief. Not only him, but also Wenwen, Niuniu, and Godmother's eyes are full of suspicion.

When he turned his head, he saw the same suspicion and distrust in his daughter-in-law's eyes.

Wang Yong was furious!

It's too contemptuous of people, right? I'm going to show you a hand today. Let you know what a master is, what is a real person who does not show his face, and he who shows his face is not a real person!

strode forward directly, but the copper made of the godmother's hand was upside down. "It's small, it's light! This is the earliest use of small tweins, and now they are all large trolls, with a diameter of more than ten centimeters larger than this. ”

"Yes. Yes, we see a lot more of this stuff in people today than that. At that time, people said that they had used it earlier, and now they have a big one. The small ones didn't need them, so they gave them to us. ”

Godmother shouted excitedly, like a child. The other people in the room were dumbfounded, the godmother has always been like a noble princess in everyone's eyes, and she has always looked like a beautiful girl, when did she ever show this kind of little daughter?

Wang Yong shook his head, gathered his spirit, held the pistine in one hand and the spoon in the other. First, he put the spoon into the basin containing the flour water and scooped a spoonful, and then tilted it to make the flour water in the spoon return to the basin.

"This is to see if the flour water is suitable, whether it is thin or thick. To make this thing, it can't be too thin, and it can't be too thick, it needs to be just right. This one is a little thicker, add some water. ”

Wang Yong explained to everyone why he did this, and then asked his godmother to slowly add water to it with a water spoon. He stirred slowly with a spoon, and when he felt that it was almost over, he immediately told his godmother to stop.

Wang Yong stirred it up for a while, and felt that it was almost over, so he scooped a spoonful of flour water and put it into the prong. With a wave of his hand, he put the prongs into the pot and turned quickly, while the other hand was still holding the spoon and stirring the noodles and water in the basin.

With Wang Yong's rotation, the noodles in the pot can be seen to the naked eye and the water inside is evenly divided into the entire bottom of the duck, and then watch it slowly turn white and cling to the bottom of the duck.

As soon as the runner slowed down, he pushed it harder to keep spinning. After Wang Yong turned it three times, he didn't even look at it, and he didn't care about it when he shoveled it into the water at an angle. I picked up another one and scooped a spoonful of flour water again with a spoon and put it into the empty bowl.

Put the spoon in the basin with the flour water, hold the bowl in one hand, and take the pot out with the other hand, and slip the bowl out of the pot and put it into the basin of cold water on the side, while the bowl in the other hand immediately enters the pot and rotates.

Wang Yong, who was free, held the hammer with one hand, and turned along the bottom edge with the other hand, and then as soon as he unveiled it, a piece of pink skin was removed.

"Take it!"

Wang Yong put the powder skin into his daughter's hand very proudly, then picked up the empty puff and began to repeat the previous steps again, and began to scoop the flour and water with a spoon.

"Wow! It's amazing! ”

"That's great!"

"Uncle is the best!"

"What a hand!"

It didn't take twenty minutes for the pot of noodles and water in Wang Yong's hand to bottom out. Instead, dozens of sheets of pink skin were stacked on top of each other. (To be continued......)

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