Qing Shu cleaned his hands, took the flour and put it in a wooden basin, then added boiling water little by little, and stirred the flour with chopsticks as he added, until the flour was evenly snowflake-shaped. After that, add some cold water to it, knead the dough with your hands, and knead it into a dough. Sprinkle some flour on the cutting board, take out the dough from the basin and knead until the surface of the dough becomes smooth, then buckle the wooden basin used for dough to top and let it rest for about two quarters of an hour.

Waiting for the noodles, Qingshu marinates the pork loin cut into thin slices. If there is no cooking wine, add a little wine instead, and add finely ground salt to marinate the tenderloin. The tenderloin is almost marinated, and let it be covered with bud flour instead of starch (this is Qingshu's own bud flour starch, the effect is not as good as starch, but it is better than nothing, and it tastes good).

Add an appropriate amount of melted lard to the bud flour to make a thick paste and set aside. The sauce is also made by itself, and it is divided into two flavors: sweet and sour, sour and salty. Mix soy sauce, sugar, vinegar, fresh ginger juice, bud flour and a little fresh broth to make the juice sweet and sour; Use soy sauce, salt, vinegar, ginger juice, bud flour and a little fresh broth and a small amount of sugar to make the juice of the sour and salty taste.

Put oil in the hot pan, when it is heated to six or seven percent, put the marinated meat slices into the adjusted thick paste and mix well, then unfold them one by one, put them into the oil pan one by one, and fry them until they are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Fry all the meat slices, leave oil at the bottom of the pot, add shredded ginger and green onions and fry until fragrant, put the fried meat slices into the pot, add the sweet and sour sauce that has been mixed to cook, and stir evenly and then divide into two plates. Wash the pot and put the sour and salty ones on a plate.

Two dishes, one soup, one pickle, one of the dishes. A soup and a pickle do not need to be made by Qingshu, and they are served directly from the kitchen when setting the table. The remaining dish was fried bamboo shoots with sliced meat, Qingshu handed it to Xiaojuan to make, and he returned to the board to continue making noodles.

She removed the wooden basin that was fastened to the dough, and the dough was already resting. She used a kitchen knife to halve the large dough, leaving one piece of dough on the board and the other three in a wooden basin. The dough on the board is then cut into six pieces of average size, and then the six pieces of dough are rolled out into large square slices, brushed with a thin layer of oil and sprinkled with finely ground salt, and then the dough sheets are folded into a long strip like a folding fan, rolled up, and circled into a circle. Next, brush the surface with some oil and let it sit for a while. While they were resting, the other three doughs were made in the same way, so that twenty-four finger cakes were made.

The dough is then flattened one by one from the beginning of the rest, and then rolled out with a rolling pin. At this time, Xiaoya had already heated the pot on low heat. Because it was a large pot, Qingshu put four dough cakes in it at a time to fry it, and when one side of the dough cake was slightly cooked, he gently patted a few cakes with a pancake spatula. Wait for one side to fry well, turn it over, and then remove it from the pan after all sides are fried, and then burn the next pot. Before it was time to slap the new pot, Qingshu took a spatula in each hand, and used the spatula to squeeze the four cakes stacked on the board after coming out of the pot and then loosening them with his left and right hands. In this way, the characteristics of the finger cake are more obvious, and the level of the whole bread is more distinct.

When Qingshu was baking the third pot of cakes, Luo Xiaorong ran into the small courtyard.

He sighed, sniffed the fragrance and found the small kitchen, "What did my sister do?" It smells so good. ”

Qing Shu saw that he was coming alone, and couldn't help but be curious, "Why are you yourself?" ”

Luo Xiaorong's eyes stared at the hand-picked cakes on the plate, and he couldn't help himself from drooling, "We were running towards Zhuangzi, and a strange big brother came to catch up with us and carried Brother Xiaoyang away." Brother Xiaoyang was not afraid at all, and waved to us happily. Steward Ding said that he was not a bad person, but the elder brother of Brother Yan. ”

Qing Shu didn't pay attention to his reaction and was stunned, "Why is he here?" ”

"The strange big brother said that he was hungry and hadn't eaten for two days, so he asked his sister to make something for him." He turned his eyes away, and suddenly saw three plates of dishes that he had never seen before, and was stunned.

Upon hearing this, Qing Shu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and hurriedly took out the finger cake in the pot and baked the fourth pot. She turned her face to the side and saw Luo Xiaorong staring at the pot wrapped meat. She looked out and didn't see Chen Qiaojiang and the three of them coming, so she said, "There is water in the basin, hurry up and wash your hands." ”

Luo Xiaorong promised to move over and do so.

Qing Shu took out a bowl and a pair of chopsticks from the cupboard, two pieces of sweet and sour pot-wrapped meat, and two pieces of sour and salty pot-wrapped meat, and then handed it to Luo Xiaorong, who had already wiped her hands, "Try my sister's craftsmanship," she also added with a wink, "Keep it secret, don't tell others." ”

Luo Xiaorong hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, immediately nodded heavily, and then took the bowl and chopsticks.

Xiaoya let out the low stool she was sitting on and gave it to Luo Xiaorong.

Luo Xiaorong sat at the door of the small kitchen, holding a bowl and being the first person to taste Qingshu's pot-wrapped meat. He took a small bite, ate slowly, and immediately fell in love with the dish.

Qingshu baked all the cakes, and when she turned around, she saw Luo Xiaorong holding a bowl in her hand, with the juice of the pot wrapped in meat in her mouth, staring at her with bright eyes, as if to say: I still want to eat, I still want to eat.

Qing Shu felt that he looked too cute, so he smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

"It's delicious." He handed the bowl forward, "Yes." ”

Qing Shu chuckled, but instead of giving him any more meat, he gave him half a finger cake, "Taste this, and eat the rest with my brothers." ”

As soon as he heard that he could eat later, he immediately took the bowl and went to sit on the low stool to eat the cake, and his cheeks were bulging, and his face was happy.

The table in front of them was set, and Lord Xiao and Master Yu brought their respective masters to sit at a table to eat. Chen Qiaojiang, Hao, Qingyang and Luo Xiaorong sat at a table, and there was an extra An Rongzhou at this table.

Qingshu's meal in his own courtyard. She didn't let the table be set, took the bowl and sat on the low stool where Luo Xiaorong had sit, ate a finger cake, ate two pieces of pot-wrapped meat, and then ate a little meat slices and fried bamboo shoots, then put away the dishes and chopsticks, and continued to sit on the low stool at the door of the small kitchen and look outside.

After a while, Xiao Juan, who was waiting in front, came back, "Miss, the young masters all like to eat the dishes you make, and they still shout when they eat all of them, what should I do?" ”

When the table was set, Lord Xiao and their table were pot wrapped meat with sour and salty flavors, Qingyang had sweet and sour pot meat on their table, and there was a plate of sweet and sour flavors left in the kitchen. Qingshu only ate two pieces on a plate left in the kitchen, and the reason was that he was afraid that Qingyang would not eat enough. She smiled and asked Xiaojuan to take the plate away.

"Miss, you don't know, not only the young masters love to eat, but also An Gongzi loves to eat. is such a big person, and he actually grabbed it with the young masters. Xiao Juan said, saw a piece of finger cake left on the plate that Qing Shu hadn't eaten, and said, "Miss, I'm afraid the cakes on the table are not enough, if you don't eat them, the slave will have to take them away." ”

An Rongzhou, I really don't know what to say about him. Qing Shu rubbed his somewhat pantothenic shoulders and said, "It's not enough for them to eat white flour steamed buns, this cake is reserved for you and Xiaoya." ”

Xiaojuan was stunned for a moment and immediately came back to her senses, then smiled and said thank you, Miss, and walked quickly with the pot of meat.

Not long after Xiaojuan left, Xiaoya came back with a pot of boiling water, "Miss, this is freshly boiled water, is it good to make hot tea?" ”

"No, pour me a glass to dry." Qing Shu spoke, returned to the stove and took out half a bowl of fried bamboo shoots with sliced meat, and then cut the remaining piece of finger cake in half and put half of it in the bowl with the vegetables, and put it on the stove, "Little girl, come and eat." The steamed buns sent from the kitchen are in the pot and take them yourself. I'm a little tired, so I'm going back to the house and lying down for a while, and I'm going to call for something. "I rushed back from Dexian, and I rushed to Zhuangzi again without a break, plus she felt very tired.

The little girl agreed, and followed behind Qing Shu step by step, staring at Qing Shu to lie down and go to the kitchen to carry the kettle back, and poured two teacups of boiling water for Qing Shu to dry on the table.

Qing Shu was going to lie down and get up, but he didn't expect to fall asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, the house was quiet, and there was no movement in the courtyard. She turned over and sat up, only then did she see Xiaojuan and Xiaoya lying on the table. Judging by the way they looked, they should be asleep. She took off the summer quilt on her body, put on her shoes and got out of bed, and opened the wardrobe to find a change of clothes.

Xiaoya woke up, and saw that the young lady was looking for clothes by herself, so she hurriedly pushed Xiaojuan awake and stepped forward to serve.

When Qingshu came out after washing, the men in the Zhuangzi had already gone to work in the fields, and Master Xiao and Master Yu had also gone to the fields. Chen Qiaojiang and Qingyang were not there, and Steward Ding replied that the four young masters had gone out with Gongzi An.

Qing Shu walked out of Zhuangzi and looked at the wheat straw piled up on the grain field, and the joy of a bumper harvest welled up in his heart.

When Steward Wu saw her, he walked over, "Miss, tomorrow another day, the wheat in the field will be harvested and pulled back, and the rest is to beat the wheat to dry." ”

"Take advantage of the good weather, let everyone work harder, and be sure to finish the wheat and put it in the warehouse before the rain. If there are not enough people, bring in some more from the wasteland. ”

"Miss, don't worry, you will be in time. Fifty men have been brought over from the wasteland, and there are plenty of men. He pointed to the other side of the field blocked by the pile of wheat straw, "There are already people on the field over there who have arranged for people to thresh the wheat by hand." The harvest in the morning was already very dry after the sun was basked. After spreading out on the field, I tried it on the stone mill, and the threshing condition was very good. ”

Qing Shu turned around when he heard this, indeed, the wheat had already begun to be threshed here. "Tomorrow and the next two days, fresh pork will be sent over, so that the kitchen can open up their hands and feet to prepare the meal."

"Yes."

Qingshu looked left and right, the agricultural official was not there, the people on the field were busy threshing wheat, and there was no one else in front of him. She lowered her voice and asked, "What is the estimated yield per mu of the agricultural official?" ”

"It's one or two buckets higher than last year."

"What do you think?"

"More than that." It means even higher.

Qing Shu was satisfied, "Be careful, do what you have to do." ”

"Yes." Last year's actual yield per mu was higher than the official record. He understands what Miss means, this year is still the same as last year, the actual yield per mu is under his own control, and the official record must be lower than the actual yield per mu.

Qing Shu didn't speak again, just stood on the edge of the field and watched the wheat beating. Not long after, Qingyang and Chen Qiaojiang ran over from a distance, followed by An Rongzhou, who was dressed as a noble son. Of course, when he got closer and saw the dust on his brocade robe, she decided to retract the idea of the noble son's appearance.

The four of them in Qingyang either had a green leaf on their hair, or a lot of dust on their clothes, and even Chen Qiaojiang, who had two big cuts on his clothes. The four of them stood in front of Qing Shu, smiling flatteringly, and hid their hands behind them in unison. It's just that the chirping sound can not be covered up by hiding their hands behind them!

Qing Shu pretended not to know what they were holding in their hands, and asked with a raised eyebrow, "How did you get the clothes?" ”

The four of them grinned, took out the hands hidden behind them with a flattering face, and presented treasures to Qing Shu together, never mentioning the matter of soiling their clothes.

"Sister, send you." Qingyang, who was holding two sparrows in his hands, said eagerly.

"Play with my sister." Luo Xiaorong also caught a sparrow with one hand.

"For my sister." Hao held a sparrow in both hands and whispered.

"Burn us sparrows to eat!" Chen Qiaojiang made two sparrows in his right hand and a sparrow in his left hand, and said eagerly.

Qing Shu was speechless for a while. Is this for her to play, or is it for her to cook?

Chen Qiaojiang couldn't wait, and urged, "Sister, agree, agree." Brother An said that the sparrow meat is very fragrant when it is burned. None of us have eaten, so my sister will make it for us. ”

Qing Shu glared at An Rongzhou fiercely, "You take them to climb trees?" ”

An Rongzhou, who was wearing an azure brocade robe, with half a green leaf on his head, and a lot of dust on the brocade robe, smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, "Sister Qingshu, don't be angry, it's not a real man who hasn't climbed a tree when he was a child." Look at them, how happy! ”

Qing Shu asked angrily, "Since you are climbing trees, why do you all look like you have rolled on the ground?" ”

Chen Qiaojiang hurriedly replied, "Brother An sprinkled rice on the ground and asked us to fly down to peck at the sparrows." ”

Qing Shu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "Did you pounce empty-handed, or did you take something to pounce?" ”

Luo Xiaorong made a gesture of rushing forward, "My brother said that he didn't need to take anything if he pounced like this." ”

Sparrows are not stupid, as soon as people approach, they will fly in shock, how can they pounce on them and catch them like that! Unless a trap is set in the place where the rice is sprinkled, prepare a sieve or basket to hold the birds, or a clamp in advance. Before placing the clip, put bugs or ears of grain as bait on the clip. She glanced at An Rongzhou, who was smirking, and asked knowingly, "Just pounce over like that, can you really catch a sparrow?" ”

The little four shook their heads together, and then excitedly rushed to tell her, saying how Brother An helped them catch the sparrows later, how Brother An praised the delicious sparrow meat, and so on.

Qingyang and the four of them were naughty enough together, but under the leadership of An Rongzhou, they became even more naughty. Qing Shu got angry when he thought about it, so he said, "Sister doesn't know how to burn sparrows, whoever tells you that the sparrow meat is delicious, you can find someone to cook it." ”

In this way, Qingyang and the others all looked at An Rongzhou.

An Rongzhou turned a blind eye to Qing Shu's glare, and cheekily shouted to Sister Qing Shu and asked Qing Shu to give him some seasoning.

Qingshu lazily ignored him, asked him to go to the kitchen to ask for it himself, and then told Qingyang that they must wash their hands well later, otherwise they are not allowed to eat.

An Rongzhou muttered a sentence in his mouth, and quickly led Qingyang and them to run in the direction of the open Zhuangzi gate before Qingshu went crazy.

Qing Shu looked behind him and asked, "What are you here for?" "If something like that happened in Dexian County, there must be something wrong with him, how can it be as simple as rubbing rice!

An Rongzhou didn't look back, and the steps under his feet didn't stop, and replied, "I'm happy to play today, and I'll tell you tomorrow." ”