readx; The weather was gloomy but it was raining, Xia Wei came to the unit and carried the kettle to the pool to fill water, there was tap water, presumably the burst water pipe had been repaired. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After going to work, Xia Wei has been busy entering follow-up information, and suddenly remembered what Ah Le commissioned, Ah Le said that he would help his novel to typeset and edit and then print it, Xia Wei put down his work and was busy typesetting, editing, and printing.

Thinking that Ah Le worked so hard and insisted on his dreams, he has been insisting on writing novels and poems, which is really moving.

Ah Le is out of the house, there is no computer to operate, can only rely on a cheap smartphone to write, that kind of hardship is difficult for ordinary people to imagine, it is not only hard, but also delayed a lot of spare time, not something that ordinary people can stick to.

Xia Wei was also moved by his persistence and perseverance, such a small favor must be helped.

Ah Le always expressed his gratitude to Xia Wei, and on this day Ah Le sent a message again: "Thank you for your company, so that I am not lonely on the way to work." ”

Xia Wei said: "No thanks, in fact, the interaction between people is not mutual companionship." ”

When I got home from work, my mother told Xia Wei that Qinqin and Xiaofei had returned to the city.

In the morning, there was still light rain and snow, and it stopped raining in the afternoon. After dinner, Dad went to the community for a run, Mom was busy making rice wine at home, and Xia Wei was at home with Mom.

Mom began to use glutinous rice to steam rice, cold rice, and mix wine and medicine, Xia Wei couldn't help much, so she opened the video and started aerobics to accompany her mother.

Xiaoxi is still surfing the Internet in his own room, and his brother-in-law has not yet gotten off work, so he has taken over the camera business of an company's annual meeting, and he is too busy to come back.

I saw my mother steam the glutinous rice and cool it in the basin, sat on the sofa and watched TV, while waiting for the temperature of the rice to drop, Xia Wei was doing aerobics, looking at the rice in the basin, and seeing that there was no more heat in the basin, she shouted: "Mom, there is no heat in this basin, the temperature should be okay, otherwise it will be too cold and you won't be able to drink." ”

"It's okay, I just saw it, and the temperature of the rice below hasn't reached thirty-five degrees yet." Mom replied unhurriedly.

"Oh, the temperature of the rice and liquor is thirty-five degrees? I make rice wine by touching the rice with my hands and mixing the wine medicine when it is no longer hot, and I have watched my grandmother observe the temperature of the rice since I was a child. Xia Wei didn't seem to have heard that.

My mother smiled and said, "Yes, the temperature of the rice is 35 degrees Celsius when it is the best to mix the wine medicine, if it is too hot, the rice wine will be very turbulent, and if the temperature is too low, the wine will not be produced." ”

"I've heard my grandmother say this, but the specific temperature is not detailed, but I think about it, my hands don't feel hot, which means that the temperature of the rice is close to the temperature of the human body, which still makes sense. My grandmother always told me that some people in the village have a taste of pig water in their rice wine, which may be because the temperature is not right. Xia Wei began to summarize what her grandmother had said.

"Yes, that's when they don't know the right time to mix the liquor and medicine."

Mom came to the table, touched the rice with her hand, felt the temperature of the rice, felt that the temperature was enough, mixed the wine and medicine, covered the basin with a lid, put it in the corner of the sofa, flushed the hot water bottle, covered it with a quilt, and then sat down to watch TV with confidence.

Xia Wei asked, "Mom, aren't you going to dance aerobics for a while?" ”

My mother replied tiredly, "I'm tired today, so I won't jump." ”

"Oh, then you can rest."

Xia Wei returned to her home after dancing aerobics, and suddenly remembered Wang Tao.

Remembering that time when he made rice wine and brought it to Wang Tao, Wang Tao said: "This is to be taken to the president, the president ate it when she was young, and she misses the taste of her childhood." ”

Xia Wei knew that the president in Wang Tao's mouth turned out to be the president of a newspaper and Wang Tao's boss, Wang Tao was the president's secretary, and now the president is retired.

The president is Taiwanese and lives in the United States, and she lived in Jiangnan as a child, remembering the taste of her childhood. Wang Tao told Xia Wei, so Xia Wei made rice wine and brought it.

Wang Tao tasted the rice wine and said, "Well, it's very good, the taste is very pure." ”

"Hee-hee, I made it myself." Xia Wei looked at Wang Tao proudly.

"I know you did it, and the craftsmanship is good." Wang Tao looked at Xia Wei with a smile.

Thinking of this, Xia Wei couldn't help laughing.

Xia Wei still remembers Wang Tao said to her: "The sweet and sour ginger you made is very fond of eating by the president and his wife and their friends, and they all say that this is the best ginger they have ever eaten, the president is a gourmet, and it is not easy to get her praise, I asked her friends to do the recipe you gave, and brought it to the president, and the president said that it is incomparable with what you do." ”

One day, Wang Tao asked Xia Wei if he could make wine cakes, and Xia Wei said, "I'll try it." ”

"You must make potstickers next to the iron pot, which will make them more fragrant, which is also the president's childhood favorite."

"Okay, I'll do as you say, when I was young, my grandmother often made this wine-stuffed cake potsticker for us to eat, it shouldn't be difficult."

"Okay, let's see."

Xia Wei made wine by herself, and then bought wheat flour, and her mother said: "I'll help you mix wheat flour with wine, and when the fermentation is complete, you will take it to the countryside to find an iron pot to make potstickers." ”

Mom got up early in the morning and mixed the flour and put it in the basin to ferment, and when Xia Wei got up, the mixed flour had fermented into a big sponge-like dough. Xia Wei brought the fermented dough to the unit, went to a friend's house in the village, put water in the pot, boiled the water in the pot with wood in the stove, kneaded the dough into small pieces and pasted it on the edge of the iron pot, boiled over high heat, and then kept smouldering, and after a while, a pot of fragrant wine-brewed stickers was made.

Xia Wei smelled the fragrance of the sticker, and her mouth was full of saliva, it should be delicious. She tore open a sticky cake and put it in her mouth, it was moderately sweet and delicious, that tendony, and there was a bite. Xia Wei felt very good herself, so she took it to the city and handed it over to Wang Tao.

Later, Wang Tao also told Xia Wei on the phone: "The president is also very satisfied with the wine stickers you made, and she said that this is the taste." ”

The joy in Xia Wei's heart is incomparable to any words, and the most important thing is that she helped the president find the taste of childhood.

Xia Wei regretted the most should be the coriander made that year, Xia Wei made a bottle of coriander with a large bottle, she used two plastic bags to carry the bottle, but never thought that the plastic bag outside was bigger than the inside, when she handed over the handle of the two bags to Wang Tao, Wang Tao only caught the handle of a bag outside, the handle was broken, and in an instant, the glass bottle fell to the ground and broke, and the coriander was also scattered on the ground, which was a pity.

In fact, the most famous thing in Huhu Town is coriander, and the production process of this coriander is not everyone can grasp it well. Xia Wei also got the guidance of the masters to make it with exquisite taste.

Later, Xia Wei never brought coriander to Wang Tao again, firstly, there was no suitable opportunity, and secondly, the production process was cumbersome, and the best coriander could not be made in rainy days.