The next morning, the wind was clear and the sun was shining. The mood of the Jiao Niang brothers and sisters also improved.

Xin Ping hugged his younger brother, and Jiao Niang carefully poured out the sweet potato water that had been precipitated overnight. Little by little, the starchy paste of the white flowers is exposed at the bottom of the pot.

"Jiao Niang. Is this starch? Xin Ping watched curiously as Jiao Niang dug the wet starch of the white flowers on the white cotton cloth and hung it up in a bag.

Jiao Niang said with a smile while doing her work neatly: "It's wet starch, and you can make vermicelli when the water drops and dries it!" ”

Xin Ping couldn't help but look forward to it. Not to mention that Panyun Village is Luoxi Town, and he has never heard of anyone who can make starch and vermicelli. These are the exclusive recipes of the big workshops.

The noodles and vermicelli in Luoxi Town were all sold by Luo Nan and Wei Yang. The price is not cheap for the common people, but there is no way, food is already scarce in winter. This delicious ingredient should be bought.

If Jiao Niang can make vermicelli, then their family will no longer have to sit and eat empty mountains at all. There can also be an entry, which can support this home.

Thinking of this, Xin Ping said to Jiao Niang: "Looking at the weather, it is estimated that it will dry out in a few days." I'm just about to finish my farm work, so I can help you with it! ”

Jiao Niang did not shirk, she knew too well how the success of vermicelli would bring changes to the family.

In the ardent hope of the brother and sister, God also admired the face very much, and the starch finally dried up completely.

This morning, I had breakfast. Xin Ping took Xin An and Jiao Niang to the kitchen to boil a big pot of boiling water. I picked up a fish and started to take care of it, preparing to make fish porridge for Xin An at noon.

When the fish was picked and diced, Xin An happened to be asleep. Xin Ping put Xin An in a thick and warm basket, and the basket was placed in a relatively safe place in the kitchen.

Jiao Niang smashed the starch blocks, and Xin Ping pounded them into powder with a stone mortar. At this time, the water was already boiling, and Jiao Niang put a little boiling water in the wooden basin, and put some starch and alum. Start stirring quickly with a spatula.

Waiting until a uniform starch paste is formed, Jiao Niang picks up the gourd scoop prepared earlier and begins to boil the water to drain. Xin Ping scooped the formed vermicelli into cold water.

One of the brothers and sisters slapped the leaky strip hard, and the other methodically added firewood and scooped up the vermicelli. Before I knew it, I made a big pot full of vermicelli.

At this time, it was not yet noon, and Xin An woke up. Jiao Niang fed Xin An some goat milk and changed diapers. Xin Ping followed Jiao Niang's instructions, hung the vermicelli in the hall with a basin, and waited for the sun to set before hanging the vermicelli.

Wait for Xin Ping to finish his work and take over Xin An. Jiao Niang started to make lunch. First stewed Xin'an's porridge, and after thinking about it, Jiao Niang decided to let my brother taste the taste of home-made vermicelli.

Jiao Niang first cut the pork belly into thin slices and fried it in the pot until it changes color. Fill the pork belly, add the garlic slices and cabbage stalks, stir-fry a few times and add the cabbage leaves. Out of the fragrance, Jiao Niang added a scoop of hot water, put in soy sauce, star anise and vermicelli.

The fire on the stove starts to get smaller, wait until the soup is ready, and add a little salt. The fragrant pork stewed vermicelli is out of the pot.

was busy working in the kitchen, and Zhu Xiu'er shouted sweetly outside the door: "Are you there?" Jiao Niang hurriedly wiped her hands clean and trotted out to open the door.

"Xiu'er, why are you here. Come on in and eat here at noon. I have to thank you! Jiao Niang took Zhu Xiu'er's hand affectionately, and her gratitude to Zhu Xiu'er was overflowing.

Zhu Xiu'er glanced at the hall and didn't see Xin Ping, a little disappointed, and then whispered: "My father and mother went to work in the field, and I didn't see Brother Xin Ping a little worried." ”

At this time, Xin Ping walked out of the back room with Xin An in his arms, and saw Zhu Xiu'er smiled kindly: "Sister Xiu'er, my family's little work is almost finished, and I will rest at home today." ”

Zhu Xiu'er's little face turned red all of a sudden, and she stammered, "I'...... I help my lady cook. He turned and ran into the kitchen.

Jiao Niang looked helplessly at her brother's calm appearance. Zhu Xiu'er is so obvious, I don't know if he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

With the help of Zhu Xiu'er, Jiao Niang made two more dishes. When she was sitting in the hall to eat, Zhu Xiu'er found the noodles hanging from the thread in the hall: "This is the noodles?!" ”

Jiao Niang smiled and filled a large spoonful of pork stewed vermicelli for Zhu Xiu'er to taste. Zhu Xiu'er took a few bites and praised: "Jiao Niang, your craftsmanship is really getting better and better!" ”

"How does this vermicelli taste?" Jiao Niang asked again.

Zhu Xiu'er tasted it seriously: "Naturally, it is excellent." But have you eaten all the noodles you bought? ”

Hearing Zhu Xiu'er say this, Jiao Niang smiled mysteriously: "These noodles are made by me and my brother, not bought!" ”

Zhu Xiu'er's mouth opened wide in surprise: "Where did you learn art from?" ”

It's no wonder that Zhu Xiu'er was surprised, vermicelli is still a secret craft in this era, and generally no one is willing to teach others. Therefore, it is very strange that the brothers and sisters of the Xin family can make vermicelli.

Jiao Niang said before she moved out: "It's just that one day an old man passed by and begged for water." After a small talk, she found out about my family. Out of pity, they told me some recipes. ”

Jiao Niang said that it was some recipes, so that she would do something in the future so as not to arouse suspicion.

"This vermicelli is so delicious. You're so happy to be able to eat it often in the future! Zhu Xiu'er is envious, vermicelli is not cheap, and her family can only eat it once in seven or eight days in winter.

"How can I eat less of yours if I have it. When these are dry, I'll send some to your home. Thank you for your 'life-saving grace'. Jiao Niang looked at Zhu Xiu'er with a yearning look on her face, and felt that the ancient little girl was too cute.

After eating, Zhu Xiu'er waved to Xin Ping shyly and went home. As soon as she entered the house, Zhu Xiu'er was dragged to the inner room by Aunt Zhu's ears: "Dead girl, I said a few times that I am not allowed to go to Jiao Niang's house to eat!" ”

Zhu Xiu'er broke free of Aunt Zhu's teeth and rubbed her ears: "Why aren't you allowed to go?" I've been there many times before! ”

"You're a big girl now." Aunt Zhu hated that iron could not be made of steel, and poked Zhu Xiu'er's head.

"Humph!" Zhu Xiu'er ignored her mother and ran to her house in a huff.

Uncle Zhu shook his head: "Her mother, don't you see Xiu'er's thoughts?" I think Xin Ping is pretty good. Didn't you say you wanted Xin Ping to be your son-in-law before? ”

Aunt Zhu glanced at her man: "That was before." Now if Xiu'er marries, she has to bring Xin An up, and she has to save a dowry for Jiao Niang. What a bitter day it was! I'd rather help the brothers and sisters of the Xin family more than marry Xiu'er and endure hardships! ”

Uncle Zhu nodded suddenly in realization: "But our second boy also seems to like other people's beautiful girls......

"Don't even think about it! I don't want people to say that our family is "changing relatives". Aunt Zhu glared at Uncle Zhu fiercely. The frightened Uncle Zhu swallowed his words back.