The ugly girl is like a chrysanthemum, Chapter 80, peasant gossip

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Zhao San smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you can just be busy yourself, and you don't care about us." There are still a lot of people coming back, and if you greet them all, then you can get to work. ”

Grandma Huang smiled kindly at Chrysanthemum and said to Yang, "Isn't it?" You are so generous, everyone sends tofu - although this acorn fruit is picked, it also takes a lot of work, it is soaked and dried, and the shell is peeled - if we still bother you, what will it be? I thought that in the next few days, I was afraid that there would be a lot of people, so I took the third brother to grind together. My two nephews' houses are also gone, so I'll divide the powder and finish them today. You two are generous, we can't be cheeky and climb up the pole. If you mash all this fruit in your house, you won't have anything to feed the pigs next year. ”

Yang Shi hurriedly said: "Look at what Grandma Huang said, where is it so busy?" What else can the croppers do during the New Year? It's not that the spring ploughing and autumn harvest are rushing to grab the seeds and harvest, this New Year is nothing more than a busy mouth. You have come, so that you can speak. This fruit is not expensive, but you have not picked it up this year; When everyone picks it up next year, it's not something that everyone has to eat, and it's not uncommon for me to give it to you then. He let them into the kitchen.

On the other hand, he said to Grandma Huang: "Grandma Huang, be careful under your feet." The water is not dry by this well, and it has not yet melted when it freezes, so beware of slipping. Let's go this way. ”

The little stone stayed outside, chattering to Chrysanthemum about the scene of everyone snatching the meat of the old turtle yesterday. His childish voice is crisp, and he still has movements when he speaks, even with a description of the stroke, and the chrysanthemum can't help but laugh when he hears it, and his eyes are full of smiles!

Zheng Changhe's father and son were busy working non-stop, and Chrysanthemum had nothing to do for a while, so they went into the kitchen to watch them grind, and listened to some gossip to relieve boredom by the way.

She moved a small bench and sat on the edge of the stove, the small stone leaned against her, and the little black dog also ran to join in the fun, squeezing at the feet of the two of them.

I was listening to Shi Niang talking about Hua Pozi: "She asked me, and I didn't want to say it, so I said to grind acorn tofu." She didn't look good on her face, and she looked embarrassed when she thought about it. I didn't call her either. She looked for herself under the stairs and said that she was not free today, and Ming'er would invite Changxing Niang to come together, so that everyone would not have to be crowded together. ”

As she spoke, she added acorn nuts to the stone mill, and Zhao San was grinding.

Grandma Huang pouted and said, "This lazy woman, she doesn't do anything." That day, I went up the mountain to pick up acorns, and when she saw it, she said, it's winter, how can I pick up miles, and I won't pick them up until next autumn. It's all like her, eating fart! ”

Zhao San smiled and continued: "Listen to her nonsense, didn't her son Changming also go up the mountain to pick it up?" How dare she come to grind tofu? Boss Li was afraid that he wouldn't let her come. ”

At this time, after Zheng Changhe was busy, he went to the well to wash his hands, and came to the kitchen to help Zhao San grind together.

Zhao San asked, "Kill the pig one day?" Can you find someone to kill pigs? ”

Zheng Changhe said: "Ming'er kills." People have also been found. The price of this pork has fallen, if it is not for the pig pen, it is better to wait, and wait until the spring of next year to kill and sell, and it can be sold at a good price. It's a pity to sell it now, and it costs two pennies less for a catty. ”

Zhao San sighed and said, "Isn't it, my pig sold one hundred and fifty catties of meat, a few hundred dollars less." ”

Yang asked in surprise, "Then you didn't stay at all?" I also sent a few pounds of meat to my house. Really, Shi Niang is pregnant, but she has to eat something good. ”

Zhao San smiled: "Don't worry, I left ten catties of meat." That's a lot, and there are pigs' heads and pigs' trotters and pigs going into the water. I didn't know what to do with it before, but now I know how to burn it, and it doesn't taste like meat? Plus divided a dozen catties of fish, this year is not enough? How many miles better than usual! ”

Grandma Huang smiled: "That's! In previous years, there was also a time when a pound of meat was called for the New Year. When the big fish are sold, the small ones are kept. It's been a lot better this year. My son also said that the fish is not sold, but the meat. I am afraid that the price of this meat will rise, because many families have heard that the price of meat has fallen, and he who was originally going to kill the pig, he will not kill it now, and will kill it again next year. In this way, most people have to buy some meat during the Chinese New Year, so won't it be able to raise the price of meat? ”

Zheng Changhe thought that it was really reasonable, and he became happy.

Zhao San discussed with him: "I think we have to feed a sow, otherwise if we buy a little pig baby like this, I am afraid that the little pig baby will increase in price again." ”

Zheng Changhe nodded and said, "I think so too." I just haven't fed the sows, so I can't get it. ”

Shi Niang said: "I'm not afraid. My mother's family fed it. I know some doorways, so you can ask the third brother then. ”

Yang interjected: "So what bother to do? You raise pigs to sell for money, can't you also sell piglets under sows for money? There will be more people feeding pigs in the coming year, and they are not afraid that the piglets will not be sold. Although you raise sows, we will catch the piglets in your house in the future, and it will save me from feeding the sows, which is annoying. ”

Shi Niang replied with a smile: "That's good." I'm relieved to have your words. You don't need others to buy it, you can raise two sows, and it's enough to take care of the two of us. ”

Yang said with concern: "You are going to give birth to a baby next year, and you can't do much work here, so let's feed a sow first." ”

Shi Niang said to her happily: "My mother will come in a few days, and she will stay until I finish my confinement and then leave." My brother said that he would be relieved that way. Yang was relieved.

Gossiping, this acorn flour is ready.

Yang told them carefully how to wash the powder and rinse it for another two days before they could make tofu.

Grandma Huang smiled with a wrinkled face, and said, "I know, I know." I'm also making soybeans and tofu at home, and I'll ask the baby to send some over to you in the afternoon. Don't beat soybeans and tofu, our family will send you two pieces to eat. ”

Shi Niang also said yes again and again.

Yang asked: "Grandma Huang has a lot of goods this year, do you still want to make soybean tofu?" ”

Grandma Huang replied with a smile: "Hey! Our family has a new family coming to the door this year. If you don't prepare more things, I'm afraid you'll lose your granddaughter-in-law's face. ”

Yang suddenly realized that she had forgotten the daughter-in-law she had just married when Huang Da Yanzi was in the spring. In the first year, the new relatives came to the door, and the dishes were more sumptuous, otherwise the noodles would not look good.

Chrysanthemum suddenly asked, "Grandma Huang, what are your bean dregs used for?" ”

Grandma Huang hurriedly said: "Okara? Feed the pigs, what else can you do? ”

Chrysanthemum hurriedly said: "Then you can give me this bean dregs, and I'll try to see if I can cook and eat." I'll give you some if I've tried it, and you'll know how to get it later. It's a pity to feed the pigs, isn't it? "This moldy bean dregs is a good dish for poor families.

Shi Niang hurriedly said: "Grandma Huang! You, just send this bean dregs over, and I'll send the tofu when I turn around. If Chrysanthemum also makes this bean dregs into a dish, then let's not feed it to pigs in the future, so as to save waste food. ”

Grandma Huang hurriedly agreed. This acorn can be eaten, what can't you eat after bean dregs? It's just that they are not smart enough to find a way. The old man was most distressed about the food, so he quickly agreed, and asked the chrysanthemum to try, but it was okay if he couldn't try it.

Shi Niang laughed and said that Chrysanthemum would definitely be able to make this bean dregs into a dish.

Grandma Huang smiled: "We have also eaten this bean dregs." When you are poor, this okara can also fill your stomach, but the taste is not good, but it is better than eating bran, isn't it? ”

Yang looked at the chrysanthemum, and didn't know what she wanted this bean dregs for. She asked, "Can you eat the scum washed out of this acorn powder?" ”

Chrysanthemum listened and pumped in her heart: "Mother, how can this acorn fruit be compared to soybeans?" The acorn fruit is ground out, and when it is washed like this, the scum is not even fragrant when the pig eats it. Okara is better. ”

Everyone laughed when they thought about it.

The next night, Huang Da Yanzi really sent a large ball of bean dregs, and carried the burden of the scum, and sent a few pieces of tofu to the Zheng family. Chrysanthemum untied the burden, shook out the okara and put it in a clean wooden basin.

returned the burden to him, and said with a smile: "Uncle Huang, it's hard for you, so I told you to run for nothing." ”

Huang Da Yanzi was talking to Zheng Changhe, and when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "Look at what this baby said, what miles will I run." However, if you make this bean dregs delicious, you can't forget Uncle Huang. He smiled as he spoke.

Chrysanthemum smiled and said, "How can you."

When Huang Da Yanzi left, she said to Yang: "Mother, let's fry this bean dregs first." Fry the water dry and knead it into balls. It's good to leave it on for a while. ”

Yang asked suspiciously: "This fried is dry, kneaded into a ball, can't you eat it right away?" If you leave it for a while, it won't be moldy? ”

Chrysanthemum smiled: "It's out of the way." She thought to herself, "Am I just going to get mold on it!" If it doesn't grow, I'll have to warm it up for miles.

So, the chrysanthemum burned the fire, and Yang fried the bean dregs vigorously in the cauldron. It was half-fried before it was served and put in a basin to dry.

Chrysanthemum found a big basket, pulled a large handful of straw, ripped off the outer skin of the straw, patted the dust clean, and spread it in the basket.

When the okara was almost cold, she pinched the okara dumplings with Yang.

Yang saw her pick up a handful of bean dregs and squeeze it vigorously, and she also pinched it up in the same way. While asking, "Won't it fall apart if you pinch it like this?" ”

Chrysanthemum said: "No." If it is fried too dry, it will easily fall apart. My mother fried it just right today, not dry or wet. But you still have to squeeze it hard. ”

Yang smiled happily.

The two put the kneading dough into the straw of the basket and pinched it for more than 20 times before finishing. Then Chrysanthemum covered the basket with an old garment, thought about it, pressed some straw on it, and moved it to the corner and put it away.

She looked up and saw that Yang was worried that the bean dregs would be moldy, and she was really afraid that she would ventilate the bean dregs, so she advised: "Mother, even if you are moldy, you are not afraid." Aren't we trying? Isn't that sauce just boiled beans moldy and sun-dried? Is it okay to eat it? So, this bean dregs is not afraid of mold, maybe, the taste is very good. ”

Yang clapped his hands and said, "I'm confused, this sauce is not made like this." This okara must be done like this. Look at me, I've forgotten about it. ”

When Chrysanthemum saw her turn a corner, she smiled and said, "Hello! It's going to be delicious. ”

Aoki came in and asked, "What's delicious?" Mother, sweep the house in the afternoon. ”

Yang said: "Sweep it later." Isn't Ming'er going to kill pigs? When the pig is gone, it must be cleaned inside and out. ”

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