"This bread is delicious." Lu Shi swallowed what was in his mouth, stuffed it in his hand again, and after eating it all, he smacked his lips: "Speaking of which, it's the first time I've eaten such a delicious cake!" ”

Shen Xiangmiao also broke a piece and chewed it carefully, twisting her eyebrows and tasting it slowly.

"The taste is good, but it's not crispy enough, it's still worse than a master's, and it must be less done." Shen Xiangmiao let out a long breath.

Speaking of which, this cake is delicious, the taste is not bad, compared with the modern master who makes pot helmets, it has the appearance of eight or nine points, but compared with this taste, it is still not as crispy as the old master.

Pastry requires a lot of skill and experience, and Shen Xiangmiao, who doesn't often make pastry, can do it to this extent after trying it in the afternoon, which she thinks is very rare.

"You just did it, where can you compare with the master, in my opinion, it is already rare to do this, do more in the future, maybe you can surpass the master!" Lu Shi looked at his daughter and was discouraged, and hurriedly puffed up.

"That's all there is to it." Shen Xiangmiao put down the cake in her hand.

Now she can only do this, as for whether she can make this pot helmet to the pinnacle, it depends on the creation of some people.

"There are still some noodles and meat fillings left, why don't you do it all here, and eat this pot helmet at night, mix a vegetarian mix, with braised pork, and drink it with mung bean and rice soup, which is cool and easy to make, and also goes to the heat." Shen Xiangmiao proposed.

The girl proposed, naturally it was good, Lu Shi nodded with a smile, lit the fire, and began to boil rice and mung bean soup.

And Shen Xiangmiao took the bean sprouts and long beans and blanched them in boiling water, accompanied by marinated bean skin, plus fresh nepeta, cucumbers picked from the vegetable field, mixed with a large portion of cold vegetables, and cut a plate of braised pig's head meat, adjusted the sauce, and ate together.

After the meal was ready, he called the iron egg who practiced calligraphy inside to come out to eat.

Needless to say, the taste of braised pork head meat is as delicious as usual, the cold dish, the color is bright, green, green, white, white, red and red, it is extraordinarily good-looking, full of fragrance, refreshing and non-greasy, and you can't stop eating a bite.

Then there is the main event, the Juntun pot helmet, the crispy is incomparable, the outside is crispy and the inside is soft, the meat fragrance slowly overflows, and it is delicious.

Tie Dan ate half of the pot helmet in one go, and then slowly began to chew slowly, and praised while eating: "This cake tastes really delicious." ”

"What is this...... Oh, I heard your sister say that it is called Juntun pot helmet, but your sister took a long time to make it many times, and it was delicious. Lu said with a smile.

"Sister's craftsmanship will not be bad if it is broken." Tie Dan raised his face and smiled: "But my sister doesn't make cakes or noodles on weekdays, but it took so much effort to make this today, isn't it that our family will start selling this pot helmet in the future?" This pot helmet tastes good, and if you go out to sell it, you can make money. ”

"I also suddenly wanted to eat it, so I tried to make it and see it, but I haven't thought about selling it yet." Shen Xiangmiao responded with a smile.

After all, he was young, Tie Dan didn't think much about it, and continued to eat with his head down with an "oh" sound.

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Lu's eyes flickered, his eyelids drooped, and the thoughts in his heart were suppressed.

When he finished eating and washing the dishes, Lu Shi found a reason to be in the stove room with Shen Xiangmiao.

"Xiangmiao, my mother asks a lot, are you bothering so much to get this Juntun pot helmet, is it for the Meng family boy?" Lu Shi didn't beat around the bush and asked bluntly.

"Sort of." Shen Xiangmiao nodded, and told the Lu family about the plan in her heart.

"That's what happened." Lu nodded: "The Meng family kid is honest, honest and filial, you have been selling braised skewers in the town for many days, and he has taken care of him, and if something happens, he will stand out for you, so we should indeed help him." ”

"Well, although I didn't ask for money for this recipe, I also asked for half of the commission, thinking that this would not be used to bad problems, if Brother Meng's pot helmet can do well, we can also cooperate in making some cakes and the like in the future, so that we can both make money." Shen Xiangmiao said.

Lu Shi smiled again and nodded: "That's the case, they all say that Shengmien, Doumi hatred, if you give too much, I'm afraid it's not good, this time there is an example, next time if you do business together, it's good to settle accounts, and you can go long-term, Xiangmiao, you did this very properly." ”

After receiving the compliment, Shen Xiangmiao pursed her lips and smiled, and continued to wash the dishes.

The second and third rooms also began to harvest wheat the next day, and the division of labor was also clear, Shen Xiangmiao still went to sell braised skewers in the morning, Lu's, Zhang's, and Shen Futian were the main laborers, and Shen Wentao and Shen Wenwu helped the fields to deliver water and food, while taking care of the five-year-old Shen Qiaohui, if they could do their best, they would help two.

After Shen Xiangmiao sold the skewers, she took an ox cart and rushed back early, and made lunch for everyone at Shen Futian's house.

In the afternoon, when the skewers were ready, they helped to carry the wheat back in the middle of the night when it was cool, spread it out in the yard and dried it, and at night in the yard together took advantage of the bright moon to knead the ears of wheat on the washboard and turn them into clean wheat.

If the family has money and oxen, they can also spread all the ears of wheat on the ground, let the oxen pull a stone mill on the top, and grind it for a while, until the wheat is out of its shell, and then take a big fork to pick up the wheat straw on the top, and there will be only smooth wheat seeds.

However, although this method is convenient and labor-saving, there are always ears of wheat that are not clean, and food is wasted.

Therefore, for most farmers, it is always customary to use a washboard to thresh, one is not to waste food, and the other is a few people sitting around, talking and laughing, which is also very lively.

This is especially true for people who don't have cattle at home.

The second and third rooms belong to this kind of people, and at night everyone moved a small bench to sit together and work together, chatting and talking, as if they had forgotten the fatigue of the day.

Especially a few children laughing and playing on the side, it is even more interesting.

Busy farming and doing business, no one is delayed, and Shen Xiangmiao is also busy.

Moreover, he was busy teaching Meng Weisheng to make a military pot helmet.

And the place to learn to make pot helmets, because it is not convenient to go to Meng Weisheng's house, and it is even more inconvenient to bring Meng Weisheng to Shen's house, Shen Xiangmiao thought about it, and decided to be cheeky and talk to Fang Huairen, borrowed the small courtyard behind to use it, and set up a small board, which was regarded as a teaching site.

First of all, it is taught from the beginning of the conversation.

Meng Wei has been making baked cakes all year round, and he is very skilled in mixing noodles, and he has a very good grasp of the ratio of water and noodles, and the live dough is moderately soft and hard, and it is very uniform.