Hua Xi'er's attention was all focused on thinking about tomorrow's food, she followed Xiao Qi into the courtyard gate of Xiao Qi's house, and when she saw the dried amaranth hanging under the eaves, she said to Xiao Qi excitedly: "I think of what to send to the old man Wuwei tomorrow, dried amaranth buns, I have eaten the dried amaranth buns made by your mother." ”

Xiao Qi raised her hands in approval, she also wanted to eat dried amaranth buns, but there seemed to be no white noodles at home, so she said: "The dried amaranth buns made by my mother are liked by everyone, but there is no white flour in my house, and some lard residue should be added to it to make it more delicious." ”

Hua Xi'er: "This is easy to do, I have both of these things at home, the lard residue was made by Mrs. Zhao yesterday, I'll take it later." ”

Hua Xi'er quickly brought the things over, Niu's is not a big traitor, but she is naturally a person who likes to take advantage of small things, and she is very happy to see the fine white flour and lard residue that Hua Xi'er brought.

Hearing Hua Xi'er say that she wanted to eat dried amaranth buns, Niu immediately kneaded the white noodles and put them in the basin to cover them with reeds, and said to Hua Xi'er: "When the noodles are ready tomorrow morning, I will wrap dried amaranth buns for you to eat." ”

Hua Xi'er: "Then it's troublesome sister-in-law, make more tomorrow, and I'll bring some to my friends to eat." ”

Niu: "Don't worry, I'll send all the noodles you brought over, and I promise to take care of it." ”

Got up early and opened the noodle jar to see that the dough was just right, so she washed and cut the dried amaranth soaked in water in advance, put it in the vegetable basin, mixed some lard residue into it, added salt and several spices, mixed it into a bun filling, and began to make steamed buns.

Xiao Qi and Hua Xi'er also helped pinch several buns and stained their faces with flour, Xiao Qi wanted to wipe off the handkerchief, Hua Xi'er repeated the old trick, "Don't wipe it off, go back and show it to the master, so that you can know how hard we care." ”

Ah Fu lit the fire in front of the stove, put the steamer from the bun and kept asking Niu: "Mother, can you eat it...... Can you eat it? ”

Niu said with a smile: "Stinky boy, other people's families are half-full, our family has never been hungry for you, why are you so hungry?" ”

Ah Fu inhaled the aroma coming out of the pot hard, "It's not because the things you make are delicious." ”

Niu Shi opened the lid of the pot, bursts of white mist came out of the pot, she quickly poked the bun with her index finger, and said that it was ready to come out of the pot.

The stove room was very lively, Hua Xi'er, Xiao Qi and Ah Fu all reached out to take the buns from the pot to eat, and they were not afraid of their hands being red, and they all shouted that they were delicious when they stuffed them into their mouths, and they reached out to take them after eating.

Niu picked up the buns one by one into the basket and told a few people: "Don't grab it, there are a lot of buns, don't talk when you eat, it's not good to choke." ”

After everyone was full, Xiao Qi and Hua Xi'er wrapped the remaining buns in cloth and put them in the basket and went out of the yard.

Niu sighed, these two children are really, their faces are full of flour and they don't know how to wipe them before going out.

When Xiao Qi and the two walked to the entrance of the village, the women chatting under the willow tree smelled the aroma of steamed buns, and looked at the two of them with their eyes.

The stinky duck egg greeted him and arched his hand with a flattering face, "Hello Miss Xi, hello Little Seventh Girl, Little Seventh Girl, you have buns in this basket, is it heavy?" Are you tired of carrying it? Where is this going? Do you want me to help you carry it? ”

Xiao Qi saw that the stinky duck eggs were drooling out as he spoke, thinking that the number of buns was quite large, so he took a bun out and handed it to the stinky duck eggs, "I don't need your help this time, if I need help in the future, I will tell you." ”

The rotten duck egg took the bun and happily walked to the side to eat, and the peach blossom lady walked to the stinky duck egg, "Good son, don't eat alone, quickly break half of it for your mother and me." ”

After the stinky duck egg handed over half of the bun, Peach Blossom Niang swallowed it in one bite, "It's so delicious, how can Xiao Qi's strength be too heavy for the basket?" My son is so smart, he gets the benefits, but he doesn't have to really work hard. ”

Here, Hua Xi'er said to Xiao Qi, "Look at the way the stinky duck egg nods at you, do you recognize you as the boss?" I really didn't expect my little seven to be so capable. ”

Xiao Qi, "No, Aunt Xi, he's just a foodie, but he's quite clever in his work, and I occasionally ask him to help me do something." ”

Hua Xi'er patted Xiao Qi's shoulder, "Our Xiao Qi already knows how long it takes to employ people at a young age, it's really good." ”

On this day, the old man Wuwei ate the famous dried amaranth buns in Phoenix Town.

He ate one, he didn't feel the taste, like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, one after another, and after a while, he ate five or six, and when he was about to take another one to eat, Xiao Qi's voice came.

"Master, you keep some, otherwise what will you eat at night?"

"Master, you look skinny, why do you eat more than me, I am already the most edible one in our village."

The old man Wuwei was a little depressed, was he disgusted because he ate too much?

Wuwei old man: "I'm older than you, so naturally I eat more than you." ”

Hua Xi'er stepped forward to beat the old man Wuwei on the back, "I think what the master said is quite reasonable, you are older than us, so you naturally eat more than us." Master, am I right? ”

The old man Wuwei nodded, this girl's words were so agreeable, he consciously changed the topic, "I don't know what kind of meal tomorrow is?" ”

Hua Xi'er was very happy when she heard this, the first few times the old man Wuwei would only say that he would let them not come over again, but this time he actually took the initiative to look forward to them coming, it seems that there is a drama about apprenticeship.

Hua Xi'er smiled flatteringly, "Master, can I bring you pork stewed vermicelli tomorrow?" ”

The old man Wuwei hid his excitement and said in a reluctant tone: "Okay." ”

At night, the old man Wuwei lay down in the wooden house and slept, his mind was full of pork stewed vermicelli, and he found that he had been raised to be an authentic foodie.