Chapter 142
The owner of the house never locks the door, which is convenient for people, and he will not charge you a penny from the villagers, as long as you finish powdering and cleaning it.
Today, there is no one to make rice noodles here, and with a few more helpers, it will be much faster to make rice noodles.
The rice flour stone grinder is like the high-bottomed rocker that the child plays with.
Ye Yao's took a seedling sweep and cleaned up the stone mill around, this stone mill doesn't know, how long has no one grinded the powder, I'm afraid that ants and mice have crawled over.
Ye Wen stood behind with his mother, stepping on the plank with one foot.
The wooden board will be shaken vigorously, and the sharp stones in front of it will hit the stone bowl, and Ye Zi and the second brother will help to use a spoon, spoonful by spoon, and add glutinous rice into the stone mill.
If you don't care, you can't do it! If the stone is hit hard, the hand and the soup will turn into slag.
This is also a difficult and dangerous action, and generally adults should tell their children to do this work, and not to use the psychology of play to do this dangerous action.
Hitting rice noodles is not an easy job, I know when I see my mother and eldest brother behind, I sweat hard and step on it, and it is only more than half an hour to step on it, no matter how good my feet are, I am tired!
"You two have to be careful, don't put your hands so close."
"Got it, mom, we'll be hearted." Ye Zi knew that her mother was worried about the two of them, so she hurriedly nodded and agreed.
"Knowing my mother, I don't care about things seriously and I don't just care. Ye Wu knew that his mother was not at ease with him, so he nodded hurriedly and promised.
"Sister Ming, will relatives go? If we want to be able to go to town, we will have a big meal to eat again, and we should have a lot of meat to eat. ”
Ye Zi looked at the second brother, this foodie, drooled as soon as he ate it.
"Second brother, don't put your saliva into the powder, everyone is going to eat your saliva, find a few of us if you find relatives, my mother will take a few of us to relatives."
Ye Wu wiped his mouth with a little pink hand, he didn't drool, his sister lied to herself again.
"Second brother, just finished breakfast, are you hungry, why do you eat cornstarch again, you are Zhu Bajie!"
Ye Wu listened to his sister eating corn starch by herself, and touched her mouth with her hands full of powder, but it was all powder on her face.
"Haha, the second brother has become a flower-faced cat."
If the sharp stone is hit hard in the stone mill, the person next to it will have some powder, which will float to the body and into the hair, and it will become white hair.
This kind of stone mill is specially made by hand, and there is no such stone on that stone mountain! It is specially carved by hand.
It costs money to find someone to do this stone mill, so not every house has such a stone mill? In a village, there are ten or eight stone mills that are already good, and during the New Year's holiday, they have to line up to grind the powder.
After the four girls worked non-stop, and after more than half an hour, they finally ground the glutinous rice flour.
After working for more than half a year, Jirao's body was floating white, and his hair was white.
Ye Yao took a seedling and swept it, ground the stone, and cleaned up the surroundings.
In this day and age, there are no nutritious rice noodles or anything, and children who are six months old, or those children are not enough to eat.
Adults are soaked rice here, the stone grind is ground into powder, and the rice cereal is boiled for children to eat.
In this era, milk powder is also imported from abroad, and if you want to buy it, you have to have a shopping coupon to buy it.
Those who can get that ticket are not ordinary people, where are the farmers in the village who can get it, and if they get the coupons, they don't have money to buy milk powder.
It seems that there are cows raised in the county, but from here, it takes more than two hours to go to the county, and when you buy fresh milk, this gas will also change its taste!
When the peasants become poor, it is difficult to do anything, and it is even more difficult for those who have no money and no backing to do things.
After grinding, a few people walked out of the house, and Ye Wen closed the door.
Ye Yao held the glutinous rice flour in a bamboo basket and walked home with a few children.
I still have something to do when I get home, because the freshly ground powder has impurities in it, so I need to use a powder sieve to sift out the impurities in the powder.