Making konjac requires physical strength, and Zhao Canniang's people are small and short, and it is very difficult to do things.

Stepping on the stool, Zhao Canniang gritted her teeth and insisted.

Even though her arms were already sore, and extremely uncomfortable, she still kept stirring, resting when she was tired, and then continuing.

Konjac is very troublesome to make, the key is to cook it in one word, the longer the konjac is cooked, the better, looking at the konjac that is gradually forming a ball, Zhao Canniang stopped stirring.

After the konjac was fully formed, Zhao Canniang scooped up all the water in the pot, added water, and continued to cook the konjac.

Now the konjac is ready, and when you just need to eat it, cut the konjac.

Looking at the konjac in the pot, Zhao Canniang's heart was full of satisfaction, although there were a lot of honeycomb points in the konjac, but it was still quite tender, after withdrawing some of the fire in the stove, to make sure that the fire in the stove would not fall out, Zhao Canniang covered the wooden pot lid.

Then tiptoed back to the back room, Qin subconsciously asked Zhao Canniang, who got into the bed, "Why did you come to sleep now?" What are you doing? ”

Zhao Canniang looked at Zhao Qingfeng, who was sleeping soundly in the bed on the side, and said softly, "I cleaned up the kitchen, mother, go to sleep, my brother will get up early tomorrow morning." ”

Qin turned over and fell asleep.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Canniang, because she had something in her heart, she was confused all night, and early the next morning, Zhao Canniang got up early.

Qin felt that Zhao Canniang was up, and hurriedly propped himself up and said, "Canniang is still a mother, get up and cook for your brother, you can sleep for a while." ”

Zhao Canniang shook her head, and after putting on an old cotton jacket outside, she said in a low voice, "Mother, you sleep, I'll get up and cook for my brother, didn't we already talk about it yesterday!" In the future, I will cook the food at home, mother, you should sleep for a while, and I will call you when the meal is ready. ”

Zhao Canniang is actually very sleepy now, but in order to convince the two of them and let herself sell the konjac she made last night, she can only do this.

Everything is not as good as seeing is believing, eating in the mouth is convincing, Zhao Canniang wants to fry the konjac and let the two of them eat it, after eating, Zhao Canniang will say what it is, and then it will be more convincing to Qin and Zhao Qingfeng.

Therefore, this meal in the morning must not be made by the Qin family, and the two of them must not be allowed to discover the secret of konjac before eating.

Qin listened to Zhao Canniang's words, and only felt that Zhao Canniang had grown up, and he was very relieved, "My Canniang has grown up, it's dark, you cook carefully." ”

Zhao Canniang nodded, although the Qin clan couldn't see her nodding action, but Zhao Canniang still did it.

"Mother, I'm gone, you can sleep for a while."

Saying that, Zhao Canniang got out of bed, fumbled to put on her shoes, and tiptoed out.

Zhao Qingfeng was too tired yesterday and didn't wake up in the middle.

The early morning of this season was very cold, and the wind poured into Zhao Canniang's neck, making Zhao Canniang shiver.

Zhao Canniang is actually very satisfied, when she was fishing by the stream yesterday, she took a look at her appearance, the curved willow eyebrows have a pair of extremely smart big eyes, a melon seed face, and the bridge of the nose is also high, but because she is too young or malnourished, her facial features can only be regarded as attractive, not particularly amazing.

But this is already content for Zhao Canniang, thinking that the scumbag father Zhao Quanfa is not bad, the Qin family is also good-looking, and Zhao Qingfeng is also handsome, and she will not be too bad when she grows up.

In modern times, Zhao Canniang's appearance is very ordinary, so ordinary that as soon as she walks into the pile, she is no longer conspicuous, and now she has a mother who loves her and loves her brother, although the scumbag father and the group of relatives at home who refuse to show up on weekdays, have nothing to do but have nothing to do, some people feel that the ointment is not enough, and everything else is fine.

It was an unpolluted sky, naturally very clear, with stars and crescents still hanging in the sky.

lifted the collar of his padded jacket to the top, and Zhao Canniang walked into the kitchen.

The inside of the kitchen was naturally much darker than the outside, and Zhao Canniang fumbled with a fire fold to light the fire inside the stove.

By the light of the fire, he walked behind the stove and began to look at the konjac in the pot.

Very good, the konjac formed a large flat piece, Zhao Canniang used a kitchen knife to cut the konjac into small squares, and then carefully placed it in the wooden basin.

Zhao Canniang cut some unsightly konjac edges in the corners, and planned to fry them with sauerkraut later.

Anyway, if you eat it at home, you don't ask for it, and this konjac side is delicious in Zhao Canniang's opinion.

What the family can afford now is corn paste, and being able to eat corn paste every day is also a luxury for the three mothers and sons.

Zhao Canniang groped her way to the place where the cornmeal was placed, and felt that there were still about two or three catties of cornmeal left in the cloth bag, Zhao Canniang decisively scooped only half of the cornmeal from last night and poured it into the pot.

If konjac can really be sold for money, it may be possible to improve the living conditions of the family, if not, you will have to live in the future.

Zhao Canniang's life in modern times told her that no matter what time it is, she must leave a way back for herself, otherwise, she will only suffer by herself.

Zhao Canniang scooped up the water in the pot and poured it into the vegetable patch next to the kitchen.

This season, there are only a few Chinese cabbages in the vegetable field, the cabbage has been covered by heavy snow, and now the snow has melted again, and a few leaves on the outside of the cabbage have been sloppy, and a row of leeks planted next to the fence is growing a little pleasantly.

Behind the kitchen is not an earthen wall, just a row of bamboo fences that block the vegetable patch and the path to the back mountain.

In fact, Zhao Canniang really didn't understand what the earthen wall outside the Zhao family lane was doing, and what she did was completely covering her ears and stealing the bell, because the mud wall outside was connected to the fence of the vegetable field behind the kitchen, as long as someone wanted to enter the yard, as long as they bypassed the earthen wall, they could easily step over the fence behind the kitchen.

Zhao Canniang retracted her thoughts, and when the corn paste in the pot was boiling, she began to fry the konjac.

There was no oil at home, so Zhao Canniang simply put the cut sauerkraut directly into the pot and fried it, and then put the konjac into it and boiled it.

Konjac has plenty of water, so you don't need to put water in it when cooking.

When the konjac water in the pot gradually dried up and felt about the same, Zhao Canniang took a little chopsticks and ate it.

As soon as the konjac was in her mouth, Zhao Canniang chewed it slowly.

It's a familiar feeling, but it's just this taste, because konjac needs oil to be delicious, and the current konjac is not very delicious, but for Zhao Canniang, she is already content.

Outside, the sky was getting brighter.

The corn paste in the pot was also ready, and Zhao Canniang walked out of the kitchen, and then returned to the back room to wake up Qin and Zhao Qingfeng.

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