When it is said that it is Kaho, it is not to save trouble.

Ma Dalan was too lazy to break the careful thinking of the two daughters-in-law, and just when someone came over, someone would work.

This matter of speculating on New Year's goods will be handed over to the more meticulous aunt and grandmother.

Braised pickles are actually washed and put into a pot, coarse salt and some small recipes made by Ma Dalan himself to cook.

Cook until the pickles are soft, and it's done.

It was a very simple thing, every household was eating pickles in Layue, but only the pickles made by Mardalan tasted particularly fragrant.

It is estimated that God made up for her poor cooking skills.

Rural people make pickles in jars.

A large vat of cooked pickles and a large vat of raw pickles are enough to eat for a year.

This vat is not the one that can be lifted with one hand, but the vat that reaches the waist of an adult.

Just think about how big it is.

Sun Simiao couldn't see anyone when he went in.

Such a jar of pickles is only enough for a family to eat for a year, and sure enough, rural people can eat it.

This year's harvest was not good, and the team had fewer pickle gnocchi, but fortunately, the village was close to the mountains.

This is coupled with the radish tassels and mustard greens that were harvested before, and the cabbage that was dug in the field.

No matter how bad it is, there are those bracken that I picked in the mountains, how can I make a tank.

Sun Simiao doesn't like raw pickles, but fried meat with raw pickles is delicious, so this year Ma Dalan wants to cook more cooked pickles, and use a small jar of raw pickles.

Several daughters-in-law were called around by Ma Dalan, and Sun Simiao sat honestly next to her aunt and grandmother, and she still looked at these fried goods.

Compared with boiled pickles, where is this fried food delicious?

The key is that you can also eat it while stir-frying.

"Big sister, hurry up, the popcorn is here! It's all lined up! ”

Sun Sirui rushed in from outside and shouted at Sun Simiao.

As soon as she heard the popcorn, Sun Simiao could still sit still.

"Grandma, I want to eat popcorn!"

She prefers rice flowers to popping corn.

However, every family is reluctant to take the rice to their children and waste popcorn, and they are still more willing to use corn to populate.

"Go scoop the rice yourself, the saccharin is in the cupboard, go get it yourself!"

Ma Dalan couldn't get busy, so she shouted at her granddaughter.

Sun Simiao got permission and asked her brother to work.

The two children have a pair of eyes, so where is not the work, take it yourself, can you take it hard.

I saw Sun Sirui running away first with a small cloth bag, and Sun Simiao followed out with saccharine.

When the two of them arrived at the place where the popcorn was, they heard a cannon shot, and the child went crazy and lay on the ground to pick up the corn that flew out.

"Hurry up, sister, it's our turn!"

Looking closely, it was the two brothers Sun Silin and Sun Sihan standing at the front.

Feelings: At this time, people directly ranked the team first.

You're welcome, and the old man with popcorn handed over the rice bag.

"This can't be done, it's too much, you can't get it in one pot!"

His stove is so big, and Sun Simiao's rice is not old or young.

"Grandpa, it's okay, it's divided into three pots, pop the rice first, and then pop the corn later!"

Sun Simiao is not bad for money, this tone is a trench.

The other children in line were all envious.

Their children have at most one pot, but Sun Simiao can explode so many pots.

The key is still rice flowers.

Who doesn't know that rice flowers are delicious?

Corn flowers eat too much and get on fire.

Sun Sirui also knew that the eldest sister was rich, so he reached out to remove the saccharin and poured saccharin into the stove where the old man had already installed a pot.

"Ouch, that's a lot! You kid doesn't have a heavy hand, this saccharin is so sweet, put so many people who want to be sweet! ”

The old man was distressed.

This is saccharin.

Sun Sirui smiled:

"Grandpa, what are you afraid of, the saccharin we prepared ourselves is not yours!"

As soon as he said this, the old man remembered that this was not his own.

Originally, it was five cents to explode a pot, and five cents were added with saccharin.

Now that people bring saccharin and don't use him, they are blind and distressed.

Immediately shut up, this is too sweet, don't blame him for the old man.

The reason why white sugar is not used is because it is easy to turn black or yellow.

It's the same with honey or something.

Therefore, most of the popcorn is made with saccharin.

Of course, Sun Simiao prefers to eat creamy popcorn, which is not allowed by the conditions.

Let my brother look at the pot, and let Sun Silin hold the cloth bag.

arranged for the younger brother to guard next to the pot basket, and Sun Simiao went back to get the corn.

She's going to have a blast today.

When I got home, I heard Ma Dalan talking to his ancestors:

"Mother, this year's temple fair, do you want to go shopping?"

In previous years, this temple fair was banned, saying that it was superstitious, but this year, in response to economic development, it has reopened.

It is estimated that people who have been holding back for many years will go.

Fortunately, the temple fair is open from the fifteenth day of the lunar month to the eighteenth day of the lunar month, and it is open for three days.

The ancestor has not been to the temple fair for many years, but he sighed.

"Take the kids with you, I'm not going!"

After many years, this temple will be reopened, and you don't have to think about it, you know that there are so many people who are going to die.

The old ancestor has a handful of old bones, but he doesn't want to join in the fun.

But Sun Simiao wants to go.

She didn't make it to the temple fair.

After hearing this, he ran out with corn in his arms.

Although the children in line were greedy for the Sun family to burst so many pots, it took time, and the complaints rang out.

"I heard that the temple fair will be held the day after tomorrow, do you want to go home and ask your father and mother first? Anyway, our family is wrapped up in the morning today, and you will explode again in the afternoon! ”

Sun Simiao thought of the news he heard and kindly proposed.

When these children heard it, no, it was only a pot in the middle of the day, and it was enough to choke Sun Simiao in the morning, or the temple fair was more attractive.

Hula, a group of children ran home.

The old man gave Sun Simiao a thumbs up.

"You little girl is smart!"

Sun Simiao patted her small chest x breast:

"That's a must!"

The popcorn has to keep spinning the stove and the charcoal has to burn all the time.

Sun Simiao happened to be roasting the fire next to him.

"Grandpa, do you still explode at night?"

Anyway, being idle is idle, Sun Simiao asked curiously.

Popcorn is a side hustle, and it can be regarded as giving these veteran craftsmen a way to live and earn some money to supplement their families.

Although speculation is not allowed now, who cares about this street walk?

Nobody cares.

The old man asked curiously:

"You burst so much and don't have enough to eat?"

Sun Simiao smiled:

"Of course that's enough, this isn't thinking about making rice candy, if you work overtime, help me pop a few more bags of rice candy, and I can let grandma make a few pots of rice candy to keep for eating."

Mainly thinking of those masters in Kyoto, Sun Simiao's New Year's gift has not been given yet, so you can't just receive things without giving gifts.

Outrageous!

So she came up with the idea of rice candy.

I guess there is really no one in Kyoto, after all, people eat dim sum.

Rice candy is a favorite food of the common people.

"I can work overtime this night, but do you agree with your family to make such a mess?"

A pot of five cents!

"Are we bad money?"