"I'll eat buns tomorrow, I'll wrap them all." Yao Huang refused, "The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, make shabu-shabu hot pot the day after tomorrow." ”

"Great!" Yao Qing cheered happily and ran into the kitchen with the lamb chops.

The next day, the women of the village gathered at the village chief's house to make preparations for the rice cakes: mixing and washing rice. If you use glutinous rice alone, the rice cake will be too sticky, so you should mix a certain percentage of stem rice. The women's hands and feet were very fast, and they quickly completed the steps of mixing and washing the rice, and the next step was to soak the rice for seven days. After finishing their work, the women got together and talked for a while, gossiping about the recent village and its neighborhood, and it was almost ten days before noon when the group dispersed.

Yao Hong doesn't have to cook, she eats hot pot today, the bottom of the pot, the dipping sauce and the ingredients for the hot pot are all prepared by Yao Huang, she just needs to wait to eat. Yao Hong thinks it's good to have a capable sister, and the other women in the village are not as easy as her.

Shabu mutton with sesame sauce conquered Yao Qing's palate. The stinky boy proudly showed off to his friends, provoking a group of boys to go home and shout to eat shabu mutton, so that in the next few days, the Yao family received the daughters-in-law and aunts who asked for advice on how to make shabu mutton.

After seven days, the rice is ready to be brewed and ready to be made. On this day, a lot of people gathered in the open space in front of the ancestral hall, Yao Huang, Yao Qing and Wenren Qianye and Xiao Ke had never seen rice cakes, so they packed up early in the morning and followed Yao Hong to the open space. Looking at the open space full of people, Yao Huang guessed that the whole village had gathered in the ancestral hall.

In the center of the clearing are five large stone mills, ten stone mortars, and three simple stoves made of loess and stones. The large stone mill is used to grind the powder, and the tiger stove is used to steam the powder. Grinding, squeezing water, brushing and steaming are the four processes before the rice cake is officially beaten: the rice is ground finely, so that the taste of the beaten rice cake will be more delicate; Brushing is to pour the rice flour that has been squeezed with water into a bamboo sieve. And the block of dry powder is constantly crushed by hand, so that the sieved powder is fine and uniform; The sifted powder should be poured into a steaming bucket to steam. About half an hour. I only heard Zhang Fei's voice, "It's up!" Everyone gathered around and stared excitedly at the three steaming stoves.

Zhang Sange unveiled one of the steamers. White steam poured out like a tidal wave. Mixed with the fragrance of rice, it quickly enveloped everyone. When the white steam faded a little, I looked over again, and saw that the white rice noodles were spread flat on the white cloth in the steamer, looking as white as the snow on the roof of the front house.

"Let's go!" Zhang Fei and Zhao Dali carried the two corners of the white cloth, walked quickly to one of the stone mortars, and with a slight shake, a big rice ball fell into the stone mortar. Chen Amu and Li Yunzhong had already waited aside with a stone pestle, and the two took turns. Throw it on top of the dough one by one. Cuihua's sister-in-law stood aside, and when the dough was smashed and stuck to the stone mortar, she soaked cold water with her hands and turned the dough over violently. In the middle of this, the dough became more and more elastic. The other two pots of rice noodles were also put into two stone mortars and beaten by four young and energetic youths.

The dough is beaten and elastic, and the women rush to make the rice cake after it is placed on a wooden board covered with a layer of fried rice noodles. In the corner of the wooden board is a cake made of yellow film and vegetable oil. It is used to wipe your hands when making rice cakes, and it has the same function as fried rice noodles to prevent the dough from sticking to your hands. Before making rice cakes, the dough should be kneaded and pressed to make the dough flexible and glutinous. Then put it in the impression that has been carved a long time ago. The impression is carved by the carpenter in the village, and the most is flat and rectangular, with auspicious patterns printed on both sides of the front and back. There are also some ingots and fish and other shapes. When the rice cake is ready, put red dots on it. The name is "dot flower", which is to use a brush to dot a red dot of carmine on the eyes of a fish, or use a small bundle of straw the size of an adult's finger. The carmine is topped with carmine and lightly dotted on the rice cake, leaving a red mark like a plum blossom. This is done for good luck. The village makes all the original rice cakes with no other ingredients, and if you want to eat sweet or savory, you can take them home and add them yourself.

The children gathered around the women, and when they saw the rice cake being made, they secretly took a piece out and ate it. The women had seen the children's movements early in the morning and smiled and pretended not to see. The rice cake is already a little cold, but it is still fragrant and hungry glutinous, soft and delicious, very tough, and with a little bit of sweetness, it tastes very delicious. The women put the first batch of rice cakes on a plate for the village chief to taste for the old people who are respected by the village chief, and the rice cakes are soft and do not stick to the teeth, and the old people and children eat them with relish. The women couldn't help but break a small piece and put it in their mouths, squinting their eyes to taste the deliciousness; The men were not happy and protested loudly, and their daughters-in-law talked about them, but still smiled and broke small pieces of rice cakes and stuffed them into their mouths. So all the people in the open space ate the rice cakes, and they all praised the deliciousness of the rice cakes. The laughter of children like silver bells, the excited laughter of young people, and the reassuring laughter of old people hovered over the village......

As the sun sets, people who have worked all day go home happily. At noon, everyone didn't eat, and the rice cakes had already filled their stomachs.

There are many ways to make rice cakes, sweet and salty, fried, steamed and fried, and each family can make rice cake food according to their own taste. After Yao Hong and the four of them went home, Yao Huang stir-fried a plate of rice cakes mixed with meat and vegetables. The two little ones still wanted to eat sugar rice cakes, but they were stopped by Yao Huang's high pressure, what should I do if I eat too much glutinous rice and can't sleep at night?

After beating the rice cakes, the villagers began to prepare for the New Year, this year is not as lively as last year, even if the activity of beating the rice cakes improves the cohesion of the whole village, so that everyone is lively, but the entire Anping County and even the Great Zhou Dynasty are shrouded in the shadow of war, how can the villagers of Qingshui Village have a happy time? Li Yunheng returned to the village from the study school in the city, and from his mouth, everyone knew that the emperor had canceled next year's spring festival in order to prepare for the war, and the next exam would have to wait for three years, so Li Yunheng had no choice but to return home. Without resting at home for two days, Fourth Uncle Li and Fourth Aunt grabbed him from bed early in the morning and asked him to learn kung fu from his second brother, so that he could have some self-protection before the troubled times came.

Since Li Yunheng came back, Wenren Qianye had something on his mind, and he doubted whether it was right to be his uncle to join the emperor. It is impossible for a militaristic emperor to govern a country well, especially an emperor who has just used a knife against the family. With the undercurrents surging internally and the family, and the external war with other countries, how confident is he that he can deal with this internal and external troubles at the same time?

"Brother-in-law, what's bothering you? COS thinker for a few days and still haven't figured it out? Seeing his eldest sister facing her brother-in-law with a worried and undisturbed expression, Yao Huang looked at it in his eyes, thinking that there was nothing to worry about Wenren Qianye recently, unless it was another Wenren Qianye's bad thing, so he decided to talk to Wenren Qianye and explain the other party. Why, you can't let the eldest sister worry!

"Second sister, what do you think of the current emperor?" Wenren Chiba thought about it and decided to spread out his thoughts on me, this more knowledgeable sister-in-law might be able to give him a different opinion.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Yao Huangdao, "Today's emperor attaches great importance to agriculture and commerce, and appoints a large number of scholars from poor families, so that truly talented people will not be buried, and the national strength has risen a lot compared to the old emperor, from this point of view, he is a good emperor." However, for the sake of his own merits, he was not a good emperor, but a qualified emperor. ”

"You have a very high opinion of the current emperor." Smell people Chiba Road.

"I'm telling the truth."

"I can't agree with you that he started a war. Don't you think that in the current situation, he should focus more on his own country, rather than going to war with other countries, causing internal and external enemies, and making his throne unstable? ”

"Brother-in-law, how can you think that the emperor's throne is unstable? No ambitious and knowledgeable emperor would ever joke about his throne. ”

"He is now at war with the family...... "Wenren Qianye paused, briefly told Yao Huang about the relationship between the major families of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the royal family, as well as the recent changes in several families, and told Yao Huang about writing a letter to his uncle to join the emperor some time ago, and said, "I'm afraid that this decision was wrong." ”

Yao Huang thought for a while and said, "Brother-in-law, I see that you are thinking too much because you are worried. Do you think the mind of a person behind the collapse of the Wen family will fight an uncertain battle? Perhaps, this war with the Xia State was also planned by the emperor, and it was another game between him and the family. ”

Hearing this, Chiba pondered deeply and said hesitantly, "The emperor wants to use the war to bury all the young people of the family who are against him?" Those who have him in the family can kill the children of the family on the battlefield without stopping. ”

His heart sank, the emperor had this idea, and he really had a foresight. This war was an opportunity for the emperor, his uncle and the Chun Yu family. Wenren Chiba decided to wait a while and write a letter to contact Junyu Jinfeng and his uncle.

"Erya, thank you." Hearing that Chiba thanked him, the brows that had been locked loosened.

"Brother-in-law, it's too much to say thank you. Go and accompany the eldest sister, she has been worried about you for the past two days. ”

Wenren Qianye reached out and touched the top of Yao Huang's head, "Little girl, your heart gets old fast if you too much!" ”

Yao Huang waved his palm and slapped away Wenren Qianye's hand, puffing out his cheeks and said, "Which of the two of us is more worried about?" Brother-in-law, you are much older than me, and you are aging faster! ”

Hearing this, Chiba laughed, turned around and left to comfort his mother.

On this day of Chinese New Year's Eve, every household in Qingshui Village made the dish of Buddha jumping over the wall, and the rich fragrance enveloped the entire village, making people passing by Qingshui Village can't help but drool. If it weren't for the Chinese New Year's Eve, there would definitely be people from nearby villages who came to ask them what they had eaten, why they were so fragrant, and by the way, they would ask for advice. (To be continued......)