Girl, don't look at my age, but I have the strength, I can do anything! When Chen Jianqiang heard Mu Xiu say that he would help do things, his eyes immediately showed a look of surprise.

"I'll talk about it in a few days, but there's something I need your help to do." Mu Xiu said in a conclusive tone.

"Okay, girl, we'll do a good job." Chen Jianqiang said very excitedly.

"Well, you guys eat first, I'll go back to eat too." Mu Xiu really left this time.

After Mu Xiu left, Chen Jianqiang raised his chopsticks and took a mouthful of eggs and put them in Chen's bowl, and then took another bite and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Old woman, we'll boil the eggs tomorrow and eat them, let's go back and do things for our benefactors, and we have to take care of our bodies." Chen Jianqiang chewed an egg in his mouth and looked at Chen with soft eyes.

"Old man, you eat more, when you were young, you were the most capable young man in our village......" Chen Shi met Chen's strong gaze, and recalled with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, how good it was when you were young, when we first met......"

Chen Jianqiang and the Chen family reminisced about the old days while eating, the moon gradually climbed the treetops, the village slowly became dark, and everyone fell asleep.

The next few days were all good weather, and the sun warmed up in the winter, and during the day, the sweet potato starch basked on the rooftops and was put inside the house at night.

The kang in the house is so hot that even when you enter the room, it is all warm, which only makes people feel that they are wearing too much, and they have to take off the cotton jacket they wear outside, otherwise they will sweat dryly.

The sweet potato residue sealed in the kitchen vat by Mu Xiu was almost fermented, and when he lifted the lid from the stone, a sweet smell of wine came to his face.

"Xiu, why does this smell the same as wine?" Mu Shui, who was weaving bamboo baskets in the yard, suddenly sat up straight, sniffed vigorously a few times, and then asked suspiciously.

"No, it's a bit of the same." After Zhou Shuilian heard Mu Shui's words, she also sniffed it, and then walked into the kitchen.

As soon as I walked into the kitchen, the smell of the wine became stronger and stronger, and it was almost puffy.

"Xiu, .....?" Zhou Shuilian pointed to the vat.

"Mother, I'll feed the pigs in the future." Mu Xiu also refers to the vat.

"It's not the same as wine, the pig will get drunk if he eats it." Mu Shui also stood at the door of the kitchen at this time.

"No, it's almost time to kill pigs, these are good feed, don't feel distressed, feed the pigs hard, and stick to the fat before killing the pigs." Mu Xiu is very confident in the kind of feed he makes.

"It always feels like wine." Mu Shui scratched his head.

"Dad, if you want to drink, go back and choose some good sweet potatoes, let's try to make some sweet potato wine ourselves." Mu Xiu suddenly remembered that there was koji in the space, so he could try to make some sweet potato wine by himself.

"Okay." Mu Shui scratched his head and smiled innocently.

Zhou Shuilian carried the bucket that is usually used to feed the pigs, filled the fermented sweet potato dregs, and carried it to the backyard to feed the pigs.

After a while, Zhou Shuilian came back with a smile, and she said to Mu Xiu: "Xiu, pigs and those little things in the backyard, I love to eat this very much, so I rush to eat it." ”

"This year, we have grown sweet potatoes in the wasteland...... Mu Xiu said.

"I think it's okay, by the way, I think the sweet potato starch has already been dried." After Zhou Shuilian finished speaking, she went upstairs and took a bag of sweet potato starch down.

The originally heavy sack of sweet potato starch slurry has become half lighter after exposure to the sun and baking.

Mu Xiu opened the bag, reached in and touched it, and sure enough, it had been sunburned, and the white starch slurry had now turned into pieces of sweet potato starch, which could be made into sweet potato vermicelli after being modulated.

"It's just the right weather today, so let's start making vermicelli." Mu Xiu looked at the big sun in the sky and proposed.

"Okay, I don't have anything to do anyway, hurry up and do it, I'll sell it in the market in the next few days." Mu Shui said approvingly.

Chen Xuhui and Mu Shui moved the vermicelli machine out, while Mu Xiu instructed Zhou Shuilian and Mu Xiaocao to pour the sweet potato starch evenly into the bamboo tube.

These days, Mu Shui goes to make bamboo buckets whenever he is free, and the bamboo buckets at home are now too many to fit .......

Mu Xiu looked at each bucket, then sprinkled the gluten source he had bought in the previous space, and began to adjust the starch slurry to be used for vermicelli in proportion to the bucket by bucket.

"What's this, Xiu?" Mu Xiaocao watched Mu Xiu pour some powder into a bucket and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"This is something that can increase the gluten of vermicelli, used to replace alum, if alum is made into vermicelli, it is not good for the body to eat, this is nothing, the made vermicelli tastes better, and no matter how much you eat, it will not be harmful to the body." Mu Xiu explained.

"Huh? Is eating too much vermicelli bad for your health? Mu Shui Zhou Shuilian and Mu Xiaocao heard about it for the first time, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, the vermicelli made of alum has a high lead content, and adults and children will become stupid if they eat too much." Mu Xiu said simply.

"Oh my God, it's good that our family doesn't eat much, otherwise we wouldn't have enough brains, and it would be even more stupid to eat more." Zhou Shuilian patted her chest with some fear.

"I'm not afraid to use this, okay, let's start doing it." Mu Xiu lifted a bamboo bucket and walked towards the machine.

After pouring the prepared starch slurry into the machine, Mu Xiu pressed the on/off button, and after the vermicelli machine rang a few times, the long powder outlet like a shower at the front of the machine began to produce transparent vermicelli like a shower.

The vermicelli slowly thinned and lengthened along the tracks more than one meter long and finally broke off, and Mu Xiu commanded a few people to pick up the vermicelli with bamboo poles and dry them in the yard.

"This vermicelli is so cooked? Don't need to boil it in the pot? Mu Xiaocao touched the finished vermicelli with his hand while holding on to the bamboo pole.

"Yes, there is an inner tube of the cooking vermicelli machine in this machine, and the vermicelli vermicelli is cooked when it is made, we just need to put the ingredients in it, and wait for it to dry after it comes out and store it." Mu Xiu explained.

"It's so much hassle! I used to see vermicelli, all on the side of the boiling pot, hammering hard towards the colander, that is really technical work, one is not good, the vermicelli will break, you see this vermicelli, they are all the same thickness and length, it is comfortable to look at......" Zhou Shuilian looked at the continuous flow of vermicelli, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

After a few days of drying, the noodles turned into gelatinous yellow, and they felt dry and waterless, and when they were folded gently, the noodles were broken into two sections, which was sun-dried.