All the ingredients are prepared, only the red bean paste needs to be boiled fresh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wang Jin put the red beans into the pot and boiled them, and led everyone to wrap the brown seeds first. Because Jiang Qingliu and Qin Ziming insisted on participating in the dumpling making activity, but they had little experience, she picked up a small bench and sat between the two, giving close guidance. This is not a technical job, as long as the dumpling leaves are wrapped well, and the filling inside does not leak out. The two of them are also smart and flexible, and after trying a few, they gradually mastered the tricks, and even the shape is quite beautiful. Wang Jin put a candied date dumpling that Jiang Qingliu had just wrapped in his hand and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh: "When your teachers really don't know whether to be happy or angry, these few are better than me." She saw Jiang Qingliu pursing her lips lightly, and there was a hint of smugness in her expression, she couldn't help but feel competitive, picked up a zongzi leaf, and wrapped a mini zongzi the size of a fist between her fingers, which looked very small and cute.

Wang Tang saw it and said softly: "Sister, I want a little zongzi!" ”

Wang Jian smiled and handed it to her, raised her chin slightly, and glanced at Jiang Qingliu. You can't do this, do you?

Seeing her like this, Jiang Qingliu felt very interesting in his heart, and waved his hand at her, and said in a pleading tone: "I hope the girl will not hesitate to teach!" ”

Wang Jin saw that he looked like a humble gentleman, and felt that he seemed to be too petty, so he also taught him generously. Compared with before, the difficulty of this small zongzi is obviously greater, and when folding zongzi leaves several times, Wang Jin had to hold Jiang Qingliu's fingers to let him feel the angle of folding. Although she is open-minded, after all, she has lived in such a feudal society for so long, and she can't help but feel a little inappropriate. But when she saw Jiang Qingliu's eyes clear and staring at the zongzi in her hand with all her attention, she felt that her messy thoughts were really getting more and more alive. Gather your mind at the moment and be a teacher seriously.

Jiang Qingliu is actually not as calm as he is on his face. Every time Wang Jian touched his fingers, his heartbeat would be a little faster, and his thoughts would be a little messy, so he couldn't always grasp the angle of rolling the dumpling leaves. Finally, he settled down, and only barely completed a few small zongzi under the guidance of Wang Jin.

"You just need to practice more yourself, you can pick any fillings in it, and you can make different ones." Wang Jian clapped his hands, instructed Jiang Qingliu to say a few words, and then stood up and went to the stove. When she lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the red beans had been boiled and peeled and soft and rotten, and the water had been absorbed, she picked up a shovel and stirred it, adding the boiled lard, goat's milk, and sugar several times until the red beans could be shaped. Putting up the red bean paste, she specially used a wooden begonia mold to press a piece of bean paste cake for Wang Tang, and the rest was cooled to wrap zongzi.

Mixed with other ingredients, the red bean paste filling is wrapped in zongzi, and the glutinous rice is just used up. The large and small zongzi were wrapped in a total of nearly three baskets, Wang Jian found the colored thread, tied a few strings of zongzi for giving away, and picked out some to prepare to cook later.

After Wang Jian led everyone to clean up their things, he put some snacks in the main hall, and let Jiang Qingliu sit and talk, and suddenly remembered that the five poisonous sachets prepared before were still in the room, so he hurriedly ran back, packed five small and different sachets with embroidered dustpans, thought about it, took some five-color threads and put them in, and returned to the hall.

Chen was coming over with the brewed tea, and when she saw the thing in her hand, she couldn't help but smile: "I forgot about it when you did!" He walked over and took a closer look, then nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, it looks pretty good." Wang Jin couldn't help but feel a little weak when she heard this, she put down her arrogance this year to arrange the five-color sachet of the Dragon Boat Festival for the whole family, and was determined to work the female red, but she was in a hurry to start work in the middle of last month, and it was too late to do fine embroidery, so she had to be opportunistic and work the color matching and shape.

As soon as she and Chen stepped into the hall, Wang Tang saw what she was holding in her hand, so she rushed towards her like a forest and asked, "Sister, did you make a sachet for Tang'er?" ”

Hearing this, even Wang Mu and Wang Shi, who were talking to Jiang Qingliu and Qin Ziming, stopped and turned their heads to look at Wang Jin.

"That's right, eldest sister, at the beginning of the year, you said that you would give each of us a new sachet during the Dragon Boat Festival this year, I can't wait to see your craftsmanship!" Wang Shi said with a grin.

Wang Jin glared at him and said, "What your eldest sister makes depends not only on craftsmanship, but also on creativity, I'm afraid you won't appreciate it!" As he spoke, he distributed the sachets in his hand to everyone one by one, and gave Jiang Qingliu and Qin Ziming a bunch of five-colored silk threads.

"Although this silk thread is simple, it is also suitable for the occasion, if the two of you don't dislike it, you might as well tie it around your wrist, and also draw a sign to ward off evil and drive away pestilence." Wang Jinying smiled.

"Miss Wang is still careful, I look at this silk thread very well." Qin Ziming took it and tied it, but Jiang Qingliu on the side was carefully looking at the sachets in everyone's hands.

Wang Tang was holding a wind chime-shaped tender yellow sachet in his hand, surrounded by several tassels strung with beads and bells of various colors, and embroidered with a peculiar font Tang character. Her little face was full of joy, and she said sweetly to Wang Jin: "Thank you, eldest sister!" ”

In Chen's hand is a navy blue silk heart-shaped edging sachet, embroidered with auspicious clouds and peonies, and the top and bottom are tied with a blue knot and a tuanjin knot respectively, which looks dignified and elegant.

As for Wang Mu and Wang Shi, they looked over and over with the sachet in their hands, their expressions seemed to be very surprised. It turned out that what Wang Hibiscus made for them was not a cloth sachet, but a piece of wood the size of a palm and half a finger thick. The wood chip is embedded with a halberd knot made of gold and red knots, which means auspiciousness. On the corner of the wood chip, a long strap is braided with five-colored silk thread for hanging. The reverse side of the wood chip is also engraved with a pattern, Wang Mu's is a clump of bamboo, but Wang Shi's is a pomegranate tree.

"Eldest sister, why did you carve pomegranates for me, and bamboos for eldest brothers, aren't all pomegranates for girls' families..."

"Your eldest brother's favorite is bamboo, and your favorite is not the pomegranate tree," Wang Jin said with a smile, "Besides, who said that pomegranates can only be used by girls, and I am not carved pomegranate flowers." I give you pomegranates in the hope that you will have more children and more blessings in the future, and you will always smile! ”

"The eldest sister said this, I really want this pomegranate, why don't we change it for the second brother?" Wang Mu rarely made a joke.

"Well, I still won't change it, big brother, don't you like bamboo the most, I won't take it away." Wang Shi immediately said that he really likes pomegranates, and the big pomegranate tree at home used to bear a lot of fruit every year, and if he couldn't eat it, the eldest sister would squeeze it into juice and drink it, and then put it in the well water to chill it, which was his favorite thing. Now I'm afraid I can't eat it, so I have to wear this piece of wood around me to commemorate it.

"But eldest sister, this thing can't be considered a sachet, right?" Wang Shi wondered.

"Then you smell it, is it a sachet?" Wang Mu and Wang Shi immediately sniffed the wood chips, and sure enough, they smelled a smell of sandalwood.

"Sandalwood?" Wang Mu wondered, is there such a valuable thing at home?

"Doesn't it smell similar?" Wang Jian said proudly, "Actually, it's just ordinary fragrant wood, but I took the incense and smoked it again." This way, you will wear it for a few months, and the smell will not go away. ”

Wang Mu was suddenly surprised, but Qin Ziming looked a little hot, his sachets were prepared by the maid in the needlework room in Jiangfu, and the embroiderer naturally didn't say it, but this thought must not be compared.

"Miss Wang, your sachet is really ingenious, I want to change it too." He looked at the sachet on his body with disgust.

Wang Jin was proud, and waved his hand when he heard the words: "No problem, I'll give you one when I'm free in a few days!" Seeing that Jiang Qingliu also turned his head to look at her, the meaning was self-evident, so he added, "Jiang Gongzi naturally has a share!" ”

Seeing that everyone was very satisfied with Wang Hibiscus's sachet, Chen couldn't help but be honored, even the female red Wang Hibiscus who was not the best at it could do well, and her daughter was really smart and capable!

After a few more gossip, Wang Jian and the Chen family went to deliver the zongzi to the village chief, and the plug was close to the villagers' homes, sat for a while, and then went home to prepare lunch.