Chrysanthemum is on the rise - she has always been most interested in these authentic traditional foods, and now that she remembers it, she immediately wants to try it. Although it will be busy, is there also such a ready-made free labor in this?

So, she smiled and said to them, "It's out of the way." You can help me make more, and I will eat porridge at night, and it will save me trouble at night. I want to try it too. ”

So, she went to the garden and pulled some green garlic and shallots, and fished some pickles from the pickle jar—she thought that she would make more of this stuffing at a time, and that it wouldn't be bad, and that she wouldn't have to fry the stuffing if she wanted to make it tomorrow.

I went to the kitchen again and talked to Yang.

Yang has long accepted the chrysanthemum from time to time to make some new tricks, and seeing that the girl wants to make new food, he hurriedly fished out the pig's head meat in the cauldron, transferred the pig's water from the small pot to the cauldron, and washed the small pot to use them.

Mei Zi happily helped wash the vegetables, Liu Xiaomei pulled her sleeves to help chop the vegetables, Chrysanthemum scooped a large pot of corn flour, the basket helped knead the dough, and Li Jinxiang also sat at the door of the stove to help light the fire.

Chrysanthemum looked at her half-new fuchsia jacket and hurriedly said to her, "I'll come, look at you." You'll help make the tortillas later. ”

Yang smiled: "Call your father to light the fire." Now that the dough is kneaded, don't you still want to make cakes? Chrysanthemums should also be fried. "She's dismantling the pig's head, and she's not idle.

So, Zheng Changhe also came to help, and the kitchen was even more crowded.

Liu Xiaomei said with a smile while cutting the pickles finely: "Why do I feel like the New Year?" ”

Meizi smiled: "You think so? I think too! I haven't stopped eating today, but isn't it the New Year? I love it like to be so busy. Chrysanthemum, when my family makes sugar, you must go. You all go, and the house will be full of incense! ”

While mixing the pickled vegetables cut by Liu Xiaomei with shallots and green garlic, Chrysanthemum thought that she had to add something, otherwise it would have a sour and salty taste.

She thought for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she took out half a bowl of red pepper flakes that Mei Zi gave her, and asked Liu Xiaomei to chop them carefully and mix them into the pickles. Suddenly, the pot of stuffing was bright, and the yellow pickles were dotted with green garlic shallots and red peppers, which was very attractive!

Liu Xiaomei said admiringly: "I know how you can cook such a good tea and rice, it's really like you said, you have to be careful!" I put some pickles, and I didn't think to put anything on the side, at most I put some shallots in the corn flour. ”

Chrysanthemum smiled: "You see me doing it now, won't you know next time?" Mother, get some pork face meat and put me - add some meat to it, I'm afraid it will be more fragrant! The fat ones also need a little, and the thin ones can't be done. ”

Meizi jumped up and shouted, "If this cake is not delicious, I won't believe it!" ”

Li Jinxiang and the basket were also excited, thinking that this cake must be fragrant today.

The basket kneaded the basin hard, and Jin Xiang asked anxiously, "Is it kneaded?" The stuffing is about to be cut! ”

The basket couldn't help laughing: "What are you in a hurry? The stuffing is cut, and the chrysanthemums have to be fried in the pot. Can't delay. ”

She was very amused—they had come to Chrysanthemum's house today, and they had gone to eat as much as they could, and they hadn't done much needlework. However, if you want to come home, your mother shouldn't talk about her, but she has learned a lot of things!

Yang also expected that this cake would be delicious, so he made such a fine filling, which is not something that ordinary people can make. She was full of joy and took a large ball of pork face meat over and asked Liu Xiaomei to cut it.

Li Jinxiang said to the Yang family embarrassedly: "Auntie, this pig's head meat has been eaten by a few of us today." You're not enough to sell, are you? ”

Meizi listened and looked at the pot of pig's head meat - isn't there a big pot? She was stupid, but she didn't think about it that much.

Yang smiled: "What are you talking about? It's rare for you to come back and talk about a meal. Little girl, how many miles can you eat? I have some food now, and when others don't sell pigs' heads and pigs into the water, I won't do this business, and I won't have to eat at that time. ”

She also felt that she was afraid that this business would not be done often. But it doesn't matter, if you have a field and raise more pigs, you won't be afraid.

Chrysanthemum poured the mixed stuffing into the pot and stir-fried it a few times. When the air is filled with the sour and spicy smell of pickled vegetables and peppers, the fragrance of green onions and garlic, and the strong aroma of meat, it is immediately out of the pot.

At this moment, everyone who heard it felt that their cheeks were sour, and even Zheng Changhe stretched out his head to look under the stove.

Meizi couldn't help it, and said to Chrysanthemum: "Shall I taste it?" ”

Chrysanthemum looked at her staring at the pot of stuffing without blinking, and smiled and took a pair of chopsticks to her, and really tasted it, while plucking the tooth flower aftertaste, she said, "It's really delicious." This is not difficult to do, that is, to put meat, we don't often have meat in our house. ”

Chrysanthemum said to her: "I was about to say to my little sister, don't put meat, beat two eggs and scramble them inside, isn't it also very fragrant?" It's still possible to save two eggs. ”

Her family's life is just a little better, and she can't laugh at others with her tail.

Liu Xiaomei nodded again and again: "It's even better to put eggs on it - all kinds of colors of red, yellow and green are there." ”

When the basket was kneaded, the little girls all made cakes.

No matter how good they are at cooking, they are all skilled in making cakes. Yang brought a sieve, spread the gauze used for the steamer, and placed the finished fruit cake in the sieve.

After making more than a dozen, Chrysanthemum asked Zheng Changhe to boil the heat, brushed a layer of oil into the pot - the provincial sticky pan, pasted the cakes on the bottom of the pot one by one, pasted a dozen in one pot, and carefully boiled up.

After boiling for a while, she turned the cake over, then covered the pot and simmered for a while, then uncovered and turned over - for fear that the kang would be paste.

Meizi pinched the cake in her hand and glanced straight into the pot with big eyes. She snorted suddenly, "Okay, there's a smell." ”

Chrysanthemum laughed and said, "Your nose is still quite smart!" It's pretty much the same. ”

Smelling the smell of burnt incense, she turned it over twice, patted it a few times, and saw that both sides of the cake were yellow and bright, so she found a clean bamboo basket, put the cake in it to dry, and said, "You can eat it in a while, be careful of burning your hands." As he spoke, he brushed some oil and raised the second pot.

Meizi hurriedly found a basin, washed her hands with some water, shook off the water droplets, picked up a cake and took a big bite, and sure enough, her tongue rolled and jumped up again.

Liu Xiaomei laughed and said, "Sister Meizi, why do you jump straight to your feet every time you get hot?" ”

Li Jinxiang pursed her lips and smiled: "What are you doing in such a hurry?" It's not that it's gone—this is the first pot of the kang. Isn't it a joke if gluttony burns your mouth? ”

As he spoke, he stopped making cakes, washed his hands, and ate them first. It was probably really fragrant, Zheng Changhe and Yang couldn't help it, and hurriedly took one and ate it.

Yang took a big bite of the cake in one hand, and said to the chrysanthemum: "Oh, it's so fragrant!" Chrysanthemum, you go eat it, my mother comes to the kang. This kang cake girl still knows. ”

Chrysanthemum flipped through it a few more times before picking up a cake and saying to Zheng Changhe: "Dad, just stuff the thatch." ”

He took a big bite as he spoke. The cornmeal on the outside of the cake is burnt and fragrant, and when you bite into it, the filling inside is sour, spicy, fragrant, and the flavor is complete, which is really delicious. Chrysanthemum thinks that it is better than the fruit cake she has eaten in her previous life.

There are a lot of people to eat, the atmosphere is warm, and the appetite is exceptionally good. Chrysanthemums can't be eaten regardless of whether they are salty or spicy, so I ate two in one go; Meizi and the others ate three in one go, and ate all the first pot of kang.

Yang was full of food, and said to a few little girls: "You guys are playing, I'll go to the vegetable garden to have a look." In the evening, I left and had dinner here. I'll chop some vegetables and come back, and we'll burn tofu. ”

Meizi smiled happily: "Auntie, you go and get busy." If you're so enthusiastic about keeping me, I'm really reluctant to leave. ”

Yang smiled: "Then treat me as a daughter, I am too young a girl!" He went out with a smile.

Several people kept laughing as they continued to make cakes; Chrysanthemum continues to make kang cakes. From time to time, when the cake is out of the pot, some people can't stand the seductive fragrance, and can't help but stuff one into the stomach, which attracts a burst of ridicule from everyone; But after a while, when the next pot comes out, the ridiculer himself can't help but stuff another one, until he can't eat it anymore, so he stops.

The kitchen was bustling, the smoke was also filled, and the fragrance wafted far away. Zhao San, who came back from picking up acorns on the mountain, heard it, rested his burden at the gate of the courtyard, ran in and asked, "Chrysanthemum, what are you burning?" Why is it so fragrant? The third uncle came when he smelled the incense. Woohoo! Why are there so many girls? ”

Meizi blinked her eyes and said, "Third uncle, you have to thank me." If it weren't for the fact that a few of us thought of it, we wouldn't have been able to make this delicious fruit cake. ”

Zheng Changhe poked his head out from behind the stove cave and shouted, "Third brother, you are really a good mouthful—you will come when you are ready." Come and eat some, it's delicious. These girls really think about it. ”

There were many people in the kitchen, so Zhao San took the fruit cake and sat in the courtyard to eat, gossiping with Zheng Changhe.

Zheng Changhe asked him how many acorns he had picked up.

Zhao San took a big bite of the cake and said vaguely: "I picked up a lot." There are many on the hill ahead, too. Even if there are many bad ones, you have to pick and choose. When you go back and peel the shell, you have to pick. ”

As he was talking, someone came over again and asked loudly, "Third brother, what are you eating?" Woo, it's so fragrant! ”

Zheng Changhe was an honest man, and quickly beckoned him to come in and eat cakes.

As a result, people coming down the mountain kept passing by the door, and Zheng Changhe greeted him enthusiastically. If you don't say hello, you can't do it, you can smell the fragrance, and you all ask what it is. Calling Zhang San and Li Si, more and more people went into the courtyard to eat, and the small courtyard was crowded. Each person has a sauerkraut cake, and the bite is more joyful, and the aroma in the yard is stronger.

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