Not to mention, the biscuits made by Mrs. Xiao are fragrant, sweet and delicious, which makes people eat them, and they don't even want to eat chicken, duck and fish.

The white hands also ate a lot, and while eating, I wondered in my heart whether this biscuit could be taken out and sold.

Although he used to be poor, the biscuits sold in the store were basically tasted by white hands, but Mrs. Xiao's biscuits were particularly delicious.

As long as you can do it, you can sell it with your free hands, and others can't learn it. Unlike the palm broom, he has only been doing it for a few days, and others have surged and drowned him.

Can you do it? Can technology, tools, and raw materials be obtained? How much does it cost? Can you make money? How much can you earn?

If you have an idea, you don't have the heart to celebrate the New Year.

New Year's goods procurement, completed in a hurry.

On the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, the whole family went to my grandparents' house.

Only with white hands, I don't go as usual, and I stay at home.

The white hand did not stay at home, but went to Teacher Ding's house in a hurry.

Because of his white hands, there was a major change in Mr. Ding's family, that is, he asked the mason to build an earthen stove.

Kerosene stove cooking is not delicious, and building an earthen stove is actually a white-handed idea.

Mrs. Xiao and Ding Ding were taken by Uncle Tong's daughter to visit Chen Tong Street.

Teacher Ding is learning to cook rice by learning to cook in front of the earthen stove.

In the countryside, earthen stoves either burn firewood, coal or straw. The earthen stove is divided into the inner stove and the outer stove, and the outer stove is usually used, and there is also a bellows to cooperate.

Mr. Ding doesn't know anything, not even how to use straw to burn coal or firewood.

The white hand was so happy, "Teacher Ding, look at your situation, you won't be able to eat hot meals tomorrow." ”

"Then why are you still standing, come on." Teacher Ding complained, got up, pulled his white hands over, and sat down on the low stool where the fire was burning.

"Teacher Ding, before burning the fire, it is best to put some water in the pot, and the iron pot between the two stoves should be filled with water. Otherwise, the iron pot and can will be burned. ”

Teacher Ding sighed and hurriedly went to pour water for the iron pot and can.

Three times and two times, he pulled the bellows with his white hand and burned the fire.

"Xiaobai, what are you going to do next?"

"Ah, you have to tell me, what are you going to burn?"

"Only cook rice, don't cook vegetables, the dishes are leftover from yesterday, just heat them."

Bai Shou nodded and ordered: "There are three people in your family, plus one person, four people, one pound of rice is enough." ”

"No, I'll learn from your family, and cook lunch and dinner together."

"That's two catties of rice."

Teacher Ding scooped up the rice and poured the rice into the pot, "Xiaobai, do you see if the water is enough?" ”

He got up with his hands and looked at it, "Pour water again...... Pour a little more...... Okay, that's enough, you put the lid on. ”

"How do I heat up my leftovers?"

"No need to put it now. You remember, after the rice is boiled, wait three to five minutes to remove the pot. Put the bamboo rack in the pot, put the leftovers on the bamboo rack, cover the pot and then burn the fire. Please note that this is done on a slow flame at the end, and you must turn off the heat quickly until the aroma of the rice wafts out and there is a slight burnt smell. ”

Teacher Ding nodded and memorized, and sat down on the fire stool.

The fire stool is short, but it can seat two people, sit in with white hands, and give the outside to Teacher Ding.

Teacher Ding smiled, "I can't pull the bellows, I'll sit inside." ”

The white hand had no choice but to get up.

Teacher Ke Ding didn't let the white hand get up, lifted one leg, and insisted on stepping over the white hand.

With his white hands, he cooperated with Teacher Ding and let her sit inside.

Teacher Ding didn't work, not only did he not work, but he became a troublemaker.

You can't stop working with your white hands, pull the bellows with your left hand, and add firewood to the stove with your right hand.

"Ding Yaqiong, please pay attention, it is Teacher Bai who is giving you a lesson now, cooking on the fire, please study carefully."

"Whew... Make a mistake, I'm your teacher Ding. ”

"Not right now. Ding Yaqiong, do you still want to learn how to cook with fire? ”

"I want to learn, but I don't want to be a student."

"Then you can do it yourself."

Walk away.

Teacher Ding hurriedly stretched out his hand, grabbed his white hand, and sat back with his white hand.

"Teacher Bai." Teacher Ding shouted sweetly.

"That's pretty much it."

"Whew, do you need me to write a review?"

When it came to the review book, he was deflated with his white hands, and he looked helpless, so he had to pretend to be a grandson.

Teacher Ding smiled evilly, but said seriously, "Xiaobai, why don't you burn coal, but firewood?" ”

Teacher Ding has coal tickets and bought a lot of coal, but she didn't buy Chai He, she took it from home with her own hands.

As for the straw used to make the fire, in addition to the one given by the white hand, Uncle Tong Qi also supported a lot.

"Teacher Ding, you remember. It is better to use firewood for cooking alone, because it is easy to extinguish fires. Coal is used to cook rice and vegetables, because coal is long-lasting. ”

"There's one more problem. Why can't you heat leftovers now? ”

"Well, if you're going to steam lettuce, you should have put the vegetables in it just now. Hot leftovers, it must not be too long, as this will steam the leftovers. ”

The white hand is really like a teacher, teaching by word and deed, and taking it seriously.

However, Mr. Ding made a lot of small moves, and the fire in the stove was strong, and the fire in the hearts of teachers and students was also very strong.

"Teacher Ding, there is a matter, can you help me?" The white hand took the opportunity to make a request.

"What's the matter? Can I do it? ”

"Yes, you can, you can do it with your mouth."

"Let's talk about it first, I will know if I can do it until you say it."

Bai Shou said: "Your old lady Xiao can make biscuits, I think she is still very skilled, she should be an expert." I thought, can you ask Mrs. Xiao to teach me how to make cookies. ”

Teacher Ding said, "I know, you want to make biscuits and sell them." ”

"Yes, make food, at least don't worry about not being able to sell."

Teacher Ding smiled softly.

"Hey, can you?" Whitehand asked.

"Yes or no."

The white hand was unhappy and said, "What do you mean?" ”

"Guess."

"I can't guess."

"Guess what." Teacher Ding was actually coquettish.

"Don't guess, if you don't say it, forget it."

Teacher Ding asked, "Your name is Mrs. Xiao, what kind of generation is this?" ”

Baishou said: "Ding Ding calls me Brother Bai Hand, I call you Teacher Ding, Teacher Ding's mother, that is my grandmother." Well, I have to call your old lady Xiao grandma. ”

"That's not right."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm against it."

"Teacher Ding, can you give a reason?"

"I'm your teacher, but now, you're my teacher too."

Bai Zhi pondered for a moment, "Oh, in other words, we are equals." So, I have to call your mom mom. ”

"It's not Mom."

The white hand said badly: "It's all the same generation, it's all that one, can't you call mom yet?" ”

Teacher Ding blushed, reached out to the arm of his white hand, and pinched it fiercely.

The white hand hurriedly said: "Auntie, call Auntie, Aunt Xiao." ”

"That's pretty much it." Teacher Ding's hand became faster, and he immediately changed to kneading.

The white hand was a little excited.

Fortunately, at this time, the stove was steaming and the rice was boiling.