ps。 Solemnly declare,The last few chapters are a little light,There are three chapters today to do the final foreshadowing,The mythical story of the White Snake is very important,Will involve Chen Xu in Xianyang,From tomorrow onwards, the map will be changed,And as soon as you write about eating,Old customers have an irrepressible impulse,Although there are many delicacies in the city,But I always feel that the food in the countryside doesn't taste good when I was a child.,So I always want to restore the scene of my life when I was a child.,A lot of things I wrote.,It's my experience when I was a child!

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"Up~" Yu Wuya's eyes glared at his arm, the stone mill instantly began to rotate, and Chen Xu quickly put a spoonful of wheat into the grinding eye.

"Whoa~"

The wheat grains entered the groove between the grinding teeth with the rotation of the stone mill, and the stone mill became a lot lighter, and every two circles, Chen Xu would see a needle into the grinding eye to pour a spoonful of wheat, seven or eight laps later, the ground wheat flour fell from the grinding gap between the two stone mills and fell into the clay pot under the grinding frame.

"Look, look at it, the flour is out!" Apricot screamed excitedly.

Chen Jiang excitedly watched his son's serious movements, and secretly studied and imitated carefully in his heart.

Shui gently opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and her small mouth was open, and her face was full of disbelief.

"Haha, Engong, this is simply amazing, this is much faster than the stone mortar!" Yu Wuya was like discovering a new continent, shouting excitedly, his hands were getting harder and harder, the stone mill was turning fast, his butt was twisting like a fifteen-hundred-watt electric motor, and Chen Xu was almost knocked away by the grinding arm when he fed the wheat several times.

"Slow down, slow down, don't be so fast!" Chen Xu reminded again and again in fright.

Dense flour mixed with brown bran cascades fell into the clay pots like a cascade, and soon piled up into a circular mountain range.

And Yu Wuya is like a tireless motor, pushing it for a full twenty minutes in one breath before he feels a little tired, and his speed slowly slows down.

"Enough is enough, enough to eat several meals!" Chen Xu looked at the flour in the clay pot, and estimated that he had two or three catties before he stopped.

"Haha, it's fun, it's fun!" Yu Wuya stopped, and there was still some unfinished.

Chen Xu squatted down and grabbed a handful of flour with his hand and kneaded it in his hand, and found that the flour was very fine, as long as the bran was sifted off, it was not much different from the flour of later generations, so he showed a satisfied smile on his face.

When he first designed the stone mill, he thought of the process, so the diameter of the grinding disc is nearly 20 centimeters larger than the stone mill used in later generations, and the weight has also increased a lot, Chen Xu remembered that the diameter of the stone mill at home is only more than 40 centimeters, and the thickness is only more than 10 centimeters, and the diameter of this stone mill is 60 centimeters, and the thickness has reached more than 20 centimeters.

Compared with the flour ground by the flour mill in later generations, the flour particles under the present are slightly rougher, but there is no problem at all when used to make noodles and steamed buns.

"Mother, go and take out the fine noodle sieve I made a few days ago!"

"I'll go, I'll go!" Xing'er turned around and ran into the house, and after a while took out a round bamboo sieve with a diameter of about thirty centimeters.

This is a few days ago when making mosquito nets Chen Xu made according to the memory of later generations, the purpose is to eat the noodles in advance to prepare, with a very fine cyan bamboo silk weaving, the eyelets are very fine, but because of technical problems, the sieve is very rough, if in the eyes of later generations of craftsmen can not be seen at all, but in the eyes of Yu Wuya and Shui Qingrou, it is completely an unbelievably exquisite object.

Chen Xu took out the clay pot that received the flour, put the flour mixed with a large amount of bran into the noodle sieve, shook it gently, and saw the snow-white flour falling down like snow.

Yu Wuya, Shui Qingrou, Xing'er, and Chen Jiang all watched Chen Xu's movements without blinking, watching the flour mixed with brown bran turn into snow-white and clean flour.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing, Engong's combination of stone grinding and noodle sieve is a perfect match, and it can only be described as miraculous." Yu Wuya was completely stunned by Chen Xu's unbelievable creativity this time, and squatted next to him and admired again and again.

Flour is not without this era, but it is slowly scooped out with a stone mortar, and it is impossible to scoop a large amount of wheat to such a fine, and there is no such a fine flour sieve to sift out the flour, after scooping it is a mixture of flour and brown rice, and then make some flour, but rough stuffed teeth, and even if it is this rough stuffed flour, only those rich families can afford to eat, ordinary poor people don't even eat enough food, many people have never seen what flour looks like in their lives.

"Eungong, can you start making noodles?" Looking at Chen Xu after sifting the flour, Yu Wuya's eyes lit up and asked.

"Well, wait until I make a noodle meal with noodles to try, I hope the noodles are gluten enough!" Chen Xu nodded, and then instructed Chen Jiang to prepare a cutting board and a clay basin for making noodles, and when everything was ready, he became the first pastry master in two lifetimes.

Scoop out a bowl of noodles and put it in a small clay pot, add water and noodles, knead it into a dough repeatedly, and cover it with a semi-dry wet linen cloth to ferment.

Because there is no yeast, you can only wait for the dough to rise naturally.

The temperature in summer is very high, although there is no thermometer, Chen Xu feels more than 30 degrees, which is very suitable for the growth of yeast in large quantities.

After sitting under the pergola and drinking a cup of herbal tea and chatting for half an hour, Chen Xu uncovered the linen cloth and pressed it with his hand, and found that it was indeed a little elastic, so he pulled off a ball and put it on the cutting board, and began to roll out the dough with a cleaned bamboo tube.

A group of people stood by and watched without blinking.

Chen Xu clumsily rolled out the dough into a sheet of dough that was not evenly thick, then smeared with a layer of flour, rolled it together and cut it into shreds, shook it off, and the noodles were done.

The next step, Chen Xu can simply be done together.

In later generations, there will be nothing else, and cooking noodles can be said to be simply commonplace.

With the help of apricots, make a fire and boil water, wait for the water to boil, then start the pot after three boils, put some salt and lard at the bottom of the bowl, and then pour a spoonful of fragrant pork ribs that have been simmering since the morning, and sprinkle a little chopped wild garlic sprouts and chopped green onions.

"Here, let's see what it tastes like!" Chen Xu was like a chef in a noodle restaurant in later generations, putting a few bowls of noodles on the table, and then looking at Yu Wuya and Xing'er who had already taken their chopsticks and sat on the edge of the table with a little apprehension, and even the water was gentle and Chen Jiang's expression looked a little excited.

"Open Food~" Yu Wuya couldn't wait, Chen Xu stretched his chopsticks into the bowl before he finished speaking, stirred it up, and clumsily picked up a few noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.

In fact, the moment Chen Xu poured the braised pork ribs, he felt that there were countless gluttonous worms in his body about to crawl out.

"Woo~, it's delicious, soft and smooth...... The fragrance is overflowing...... The color is like ice and snow, and it can be called the first delicacy in the world! Yu Wuya's eyes widened as he ate, and he praised vaguely while eating.

Xing'er already knew her brother's methods, and she didn't think it was too magical, burying her head like a little pig who couldn't eat and talk, because her brother was amazing every day.

The water is gentle and doesn't care about the lady's demeanor, from the first bite, the chopsticks have not stopped, the cherry mouth opens to reveal the neat teeth, it seems to chew slowly, but the speed is not slow, the noodles and ribs have not been let go.

Chen Jiang also tasted it for the first time, and then praised it with a smile: "The braised pork rib noodles made by Xu'er taste so good, soft and glutinous, you have been busy all morning, sit down and eat!" ”