Chen Ping said this, Chen Yuanliang thought about it carefully, it was really like that.

"You don't talk and act differently than before, it's only been so many days, it's changed too much, if you don't know that you are really only eleven years old, who can believe that you are not doing this to go to the military palace?" The military personnel only practiced, this is Chen Yuanliang's impression.

Preconceived ideas are like this, the blame is that Chen Ping behaved too steadily, several things were handled properly, and he was a person with ideas, Chen Yuanliang would think in a deeper way, different from the direction of ordinary teenagers.

"You're so careful." After doing another one, Chen Ping felt a slight sweat on his body, so he stopped, turned his head and said, "Brother Yuanliang, can the mason let him come over tomorrow." ”

"Do you want to make a kang at home?" Chen Yuanliang shrank down, just closed his clothes like this, and didn't move for a long time, it was indeed a little cold, "I really need one, it's really a little cold." When I go back to the county tomorrow, I'll call someone. ”

Chen Ping nodded, let Chen An continue to press his legs, and did a few sets of sit-ups, when he felt some soreness in his waist, this was lying down, and the three of them put on the quilt, shrunk together, and fell asleep.

In the early morning, Chen Ping got up early, the biological clock had already been formed, and before the rooster crowed, Chen Ping carefully lifted the quilt, tucked the quilt horns for Chen An and Chen Yuanliang, and tiptoed out of the west.

After fetching water and washing his face, Chen Ping gently opened the door of the hall and found that Lu Xingyong was also awake and was sitting on the wooden board.

"Cold?" Chen Ping glanced at the pottery jar, there was still fire in it, and there were a few newly added firewood on it, and the room was quite warm.

This is also put on Lu Xingyong's body, if it were someone else, it would definitely not be like this, and the firewood used this night could catch up with the daytime.

"I'm used to it, I wake up at such an hour, but it's hard to fall asleep." Lu Xingyong shook his head and said in a low voice, "What about you?" ”

Older people have this problem, they are easy to wake up early, and it is difficult to fall asleep even if they close their eyes. Chen Ping understood this, this has nothing to do with the dynasty, the body function is like this, it is difficult to change.

"Of course, it's noodles." This happened to be a fire, just to be able to see clearly the dough in the clay jar, than yesterday is a lot more bulging, Chen Ping pressed his fingers, the dough was sunken, did not get up, knowing that this noodle is good.

Pull up a ball of noodles, the dough has become honeycomb-shaped, there are many small cavities, small, just is suitable, this degree of noodles made of steamed bread will not be sour, but there is no need to add additional alkali for neutralization.

Wiped the board and put it on the table, Chen Ping gently kneaded the dough, kneaded it into long strips, and then put the medicine, about the size of a fist, more than one or two.

Chen Ping picked up a dozen agents, rolled them into a round piece, and then took the caramel that Chen An bought from Aunt Li's house yesterday, picked some and put them in the middle, and then wrapped them again.

"Uncle Lu, I have to trouble you to take out the steamer and wash it." There are three steamers, and the size is just right for the small pot, Chen Ping was not polite to Lu Xingyong.

"Okay." Lu Xingyong took the steamer and went to the outside of the hospital to fetch water to wash the steamer.

If you want to say that Lu Xingyong can't cook this food, but this cleaning work is very fast and careful.

In fact, this steamer is also clean, just rinse it with cold water and take away the ash stains.

When Lu Xingyong entered the hall with the steamer, Chen Ping had already lit a fire, and water was also put in the pot.

"What do you do again?" Lu Xingyong never thought that cooking could be so interesting, so he gave the steamer to Chen Ping, "Seeing you do this, I think this thing is also very interesting." ”

Seven or eight steamed buns can be placed on a steamer, and of course, now with the addition of starch sugar filling, it is more appropriate to call it a steamed bun. After filling the two steamers, Chen Ping didn't rush to put them on the pot, and cut the ball of pork meat that was specially left behind and wrapped it in the dough.

The three-layer steamer is always more special, if it is really made into steamed buns, and there is no filling, Chen Ping feels that it does not taste very good.

"Wait two quarters of an hour, and you'll be able to eat." The water is boiling, Chen Ping put the steamer one by one, just right, it seems that Grandpa is not boasting, in the weaving, it is really good.

With this craft, it is completely possible to have greater development, and Chen Ping feels that it is not worth it to guard the land.

It was still early, Chen Ping took the bow and arrow, and practiced it again at the entrance of the hall, the arrow was wrapped in a layer of rags, but there was no need to be afraid of accidentally injuring someone.

Still facing the pile of rice, Chen Ping pulled the bowstring at once. Wearing a wooden wrench to pull the string with his thumb, even if it is laborious, Chen Ping also uses the four-finger method, and good habits need to be cultivated from the beginning, which Chen Ping has experienced.

After a quarter of an hour, the east door opened, and Chen Xiaoyi walked out, saw the steamer steaming white, and went over to take a look.

"It's going to take a quarter of an hour for this steamed cake to be cooked." Chen Ping reminded and put back the bow and arrow.

"I'm just going to see, where do you want to eat?" Chen Xiaoyi said, took the toiletries, poured some hot water, and went to the well.

That hand is about to lift the lid of the steamer, and you still don't want to eat? Chen Ping went over and fanned the white gas, not to mention, this smell is really fragrant, with a sweet smell, the unique aroma of white noodles.

"How long will it take you to do this? Don't let the good flour go to waste. After washing, Chen Xiaoyi carried the shovel, walked two steps, turned back to Chen Ping and said, "I look at other people's steamed cakes for a quarter of an hour, why do you need so long, look, don't be bad, right?" ”

When did you see someone steaming a cake? Chen Ping wanted to ask how Chen Ping didn't know why Grandpa looked like that.

"It's supposed to be good. Grandpa, wait a minute, bring a few steamed cakes, so as not to be hungry. Chen Ping lifted the lid of the steamer on the top layer, and a cloud of white gas immediately erupted, hot and fragrant.

Chen Ping's fingers pressed on it, it was very elastic and cooked.

"Grandpa, you can taste one and take a look." Chen Ping took a meat bun above and gave it to Chen Xiaoyi, "It's still a little hot." ”

This steamed bun is the size of a palm, although it is not too white, but it is not yellow, indicating that the acid and alkali are still relatively moderate.

Chen Xiaoyi blew two breaths and bit down violently.

This bite is a bit big, a few points of gravy came out and fell to the ground, Chen Xiaoyi hurriedly picked it up with his hands, which was a little similar to the appearance of Chen Shun's younger brother Chen Fourth Brother yesterday.

"Hot." The buns that had just come out of the steamer, the gravy was naturally very hot, Chen Xiaoyi took it with his hand, and immediately shouted, but when he saw his son looking at it, he immediately paused again, "Why did you put that pork meat in it, do you eat steamed cakes like this?" ”

"It's steamed meat." Chen Ping couldn't help but smile and said, "There are also sugar steamed cakes filled with starch sugar below, I'll take a few more for Grandpa." ”