"Auntie, wait for the red bean paste to be like this, add sugar and lard and fry it to dry the water, and then knead it into a filling of this size." Luo Qinghe said while moving in his hand.

Liu Lan nodded.

"Auntie, you have a taste." Luo Qinghe put a round red bean dregs into Liu Lan's mouth, "Is it delicious?" ”

Liu Lan chewed it, and her eyes lit up, "It's delicious, fragrant and sweet." ”

Luo Qinghe grinned when he heard this, and also ate one himself, the taste was rougher, but the taste was very good.

Luo Qinghe was very confident, and then gave the red bean dregs to a large family to eat one.

"Wow, it's delicious." Luo Jiamiao sat behind the stove, covered her mouth and laughed, "Second sister, squeeze the bean paste in the future, can we eat the remaining bean dregs?" ”

"Not every time, but once in a while." Luo Qinghe said that every time, his own milk is not distressed to death, and if he wants lard and sugar, his milk must rather cook it with brown rice.

"Qinghe, this bean dregs, keep it next time, we cooked it with brown rice and ate it, it's too wasteful, just try it." Wang Guihua swallowed the sweet red bean dregs balls with a slightly rough taste in her mouth, not only feeling that it tasted good, but also felt distressed about the sugar and lard.

Luo Qinghe glanced at Luo Jiamiao, and looked like he was really like this.

Luo Jiamiao covered her mouth and snickered, still looking satisfied, "Fortunately, I ate it today." ”

"It's the first time I've tasted something so sweet, it tastes the same as a pastry." Luo Jiahe still had half of it in his hand, and he was reluctant to put it in his mouth and eat it all at once, and tasted it slowly.

"Qinghe, the meat filling is chopped, how to adjust it?" Luo Changgen put down the kitchen knife in his hand, put the meat filling in the wooden basin and asked.

Luo Qinghe looked at the amount of minced meat, put salt in it, poured soy sauce, put a little water, put some minced ginger, and scooped some sugar......

"Eh, why do you still have sugar in this minced meat." Wang Guihua looked at Luo Qinghe's sugar, instinctively thought that she had misplaced it, looked at the white sugar on the meat filling, and carefully picked it up.

Luo Qinghe hurriedly stopped, "Milk, it's not wrong, you can wait until you taste it." ”

When Wang Guihua heard that she didn't put it wrong, she didn't pick it up, but she was distressed, "If you want to put this white sugar like this, how can it stand it." ”

"Milk, don't worry, when you taste it, you will find that it is worth it." Luo Qinghe said seriously, "Daddy, you mix well." ”

"Okay." Luo Changgen stirred vigorously with clean hands.

The meat filling is ready, and Liu Lan made the bean paste filling again.

"Second brother, grind the sesame seeds, give them to my mother." Luo Qinghe walked up to Luo Jiashu and said.

"Okay, it's just a little bit there." Luo Jiashu nodded and said yes, and put a handful of sesame seeds in Shi Mo's eyes, "These are the last." ”

Tian Cuizhu had already refined the lard, and was taking out the lard residue, and then scooping the lard into the digging jar.

"Second daughter-in-law, wait for this sesame seed to be fried in the lard along the edge of this pot." Wang Guihua saw that the oil in the cauldron was shining, and looked at the sesame seeds ground by Luo Jiashu and said.

"Milk, that's enough." Luo Qinghe said, "I have to scoop some more, at least this sesame seed has to be moist and can be pinched into a circle, milk, I can't bear the child can't trap the wolf." ”

Wang Guihua waved her hand when she heard this, "Come on, it's all like this, you have to trap the wolf, you add it yourself, I won't watch it." ”

Luo Laotian and the others were all secretly happy when they saw Wang Guihua's appearance, and then gave Luo Qinghe a thumbs up, so Luo Qinghe could say that he could win Wang Guihua.

"Mother, stir-fry the sesame seeds, sugar and lard well, and then make it into a round agent." Luo Qinghe said to Tian Cuizhu.

"Okay."

"Qinghe, the bean paste is ready." Liu Lan put out a large pot of bean paste and put it on the table, "Jiadi, Ah Xiang, wait until it's cold, make it into the shape you just ate." ”

"Okay mother."

"Qinghe, what will the eldest aunt do next?" Liu Lan asked as she washed the pot.

"Stir-fry the greens, the greens have a lighter taste, and put some lard and salt to serve." Luo Qinghe said.

"Qinghe, what are you going to do with this tofu?" Luo Jiashu looked at the chopped tofu in the wooden basin and asked, "You also fried buns?" ”

"Yes, second brother, add some chili peppers and stir-fry, don't taste too fragrant." Luo Qinghe was greedy when he thought of the taste of tofu buns.

"I don't know how many buns I'll need tonight." Luo Jiashu swallowed and said.

After the pickles were fried, Liu Lan fried the tofu as well, and put some salt, soy sauce and chili peppers.

"Sure enough, if you put too many things, the taste is different, and it smells fragrant." Luo Laotian said with a smile.

Luo Yougen came back with a wooden basin, and Luo Qinghe almost forgot about him.

"Uncle, you're really clean." Luo Qinghe looked at the tasteless pig in the wooden basin and said.

"How do you get this?" Luo Yougen put down the wooden basin and asked.

"Pickled and done." Wang Guihua said.

"Milk, the pig's large intestine is left to me, and I also make steamed buns." Luo Qinghe said.

"Pig intestine also makes buns?" Wang Guihua was very surprised.

"Well, adding pickles to make sauerkraut intestine buns will taste no worse than meat buns." Luo Qinghe said.

"I'll make the pig's intestine." Luo Qinghe personally cut the large intestine into thin strips, then heated the pot, put in garlic and ginger, then poured into the cut large intestine, fried until medium cooked, put salt and soy sauce, stir-fried well, added water, and simmered over low heat.

When the tofu filling was ready, Wang Guihua and others began to make steamed buns.

Fifty meat buns, sixty sesame buns, sixty bean paste buns, thirty vegetable buns, and sixty tofu buns were wrapped.

Luo Qinghe waited for the pig's large intestine to be stewed softly, put the pickles in, add a little chili, stir-fry evenly, and then out of the pot.

Rest of the pickles, add garlic, ginger and chili peppers and sauté.

After that, forty pickle packets were wrapped in pig intestines and thirty pickle packets.

After wrapping, Wang Guihua chose thirteen tofu buns, six meat buns, sesame seeds, and bean paste, and seven each of the pig intestine pickle buns, vegetable buns and pickle buns, which the family wants to eat tonight, and take a few to the second brother's house, put them in the bamboo steamer and steam them in the pot.

"Boss, this bamboo steamer is not enough." Wang Guihua looked at her five bamboo steamers and said.

"Well, I'll make a few, the eldest and the second, Jiadi, you go with me to chop some bamboo and come back, anyway, you can't eat the buns now." Luo Laotian said that action would be action, and he took his son and grandson to take the tools and went out.

Wang Guihua took her female dependents to put away the wrapped buns, and all the used containers such as wooden basins were washed and cleaned.

After they were all busy, Luo Laotian and a few people came back with bamboos on their backs.

The yard is filled with the smell of steamed buns.

The fire in the stove had been extinguished, Wang Guihua took her daughter-in-law to pick up all the buns into the wooden basin, picked two vegetable buns, two pickle buns and two pig intestine pickle buns, and asked Luo Jiashu to send them to the second grandfather.