Chapter Twenty-Six: Liu Wan's Request

The attitude of the parents-in-law is not bad, just like the normal in-laws.

Wang Laohan is almost in his 50s, and modern people in their 50s are still like 30s, but Wang Laohan is in his 50s like 60s.

Nowadays, people are generally older than their actual age, malnourished, overworked, and burdened by life.

This old couple is not bad, but somehow taught a stubborn child like Wang Dazhi.

Liu Wan took the water and took a sip, sweet and sweet, and put sugar, this is the etiquette of entertaining distinguished guests.

Who doesn't see the current white sugar as precious as an eyeball?

Unless you are sick or elderly, you can drink it.

After Liu Wan crossed over, she felt the affection for the first time in addition to the children.

Liu Wan is very pleased, fortunately, her father-in-law and mother-in-law are still reliable. She quickly thanked her mother-in-law, handed the bamboo basket to her mother-in-law and said:

"Mother, this is the peas in my garden."

"It's coming, why do you still bring vegetables." The mother-in-law looked flattered and took the bamboo basket, a little at a loss.

The relationship between the original body and her in-laws is not good, but her in-laws are more kind and have always wanted to reconcile with them, no wonder Liu Wan showed goodwill, and her mother-in-law was so excited.

The mother-in-law took the peas into the kitchen, and the bamboo basket was still taken out and returned to Liu Wan.

Liu Wan greeted for a while and said:

"Dad, mother, in fact, I have a reluctant invitation this time."

"Oh? What's up? As long as we can, we will try to help.

The third child died very miserably, but that's self-inflicted, don't be too sad, it's not good if you hurt your body, and the children will rely on you in the future. ”

The mother-in-law spoke very reasonably.

Neither of them has accused Liu Wan.

Liu Wan was also at the scene of the murder that day, if she met an unreasonable old man and old lady, maybe she would blame why it was not Liu Wan who died, but their own son.

In ancient times, a woman's life was very cheap and worthless, and the son's life was expensive, if the daughter-in-law's life was exchanged for the son's life, nine out of nine in-laws would definitely be willing.

After a period of contact, Liu Wan felt that the performance of the old couple was beyond her expectations.

After all, her family is so poor now, and when she says that she has something to ask for, everyone will definitely be afraid that she will borrow money or ask for things, and her first reaction will definitely be to refuse or prevaricate.

Seeing that the in-laws did not have a look of embarrassment on their faces, Liu Wan said something.

"Okay, that's easy."

When Wang Laohan heard this, his brows furrowed, and he nodded in agreement.

Liu Wan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her in-laws.

Early the next morning, Liu Wan told the children that she was going to be busy all day today and was going to squeeze tea oil.

As soon as they heard that they were going to squeeze tea oil, the babies were very excited.

After eating breakfast, Liu Wan asked Wu Hui to wash the pot, boil the water, and then put the tea oil seeds in a wooden barrel, fumigated them through the water, and fumigated them for two hours.

Taking advantage of this time, Liu Wan found a bottomless wooden barrel, which was made by Wang Jing yesterday, and then put a bamboo dustpan on the low table, crisscrossed the dustpan with a handful of straw, and then sat the bottomless wooden barrel on the straw.

The children all watched Liu Wan's every move curiously.

Liu Wan said: "You all watch, study hard, and you have to help me make tea oil cakes in a while." ”

"Mother, so that you can squeeze out tea oil?"

Wang Lian tilted her little head and asked cutely.

"yes, you'll be watching it in a minute."

Wang Lian has practiced dozens of times in the space, so her movements are very skillful.

After the tea oil seeds were steamed, Liu Wan put the tea oil seeds into the stone mortar, smashed the tea oil seeds with a stone clamour, smashed them, took them out, put them in a bottomless wooden barrel, and pressed them firmly with her hands.

At this point, the bottom of the barrel is then raised, leaving a round and firm tea seed cake.

Tie it up with the straw under the tea seed cake, and it is a complete tea seed cake, just like the Pu'er tea cake, except that the Pu'er tea cake is wrapped in paper, and the tea seed cake is tied up with straw, so that it will not fall apart.

Wang Li looked at the tea seed cake, swallowed hard, and asked:

"Mother, can you eat this bread? How fragrant? ”

"I can't eat it, if we fry peanut oil, the peanut cake can still be eaten, and the peanut dregs are fragrant whether they are eaten raw or fried." Liu Wan said.

As soon as Wang Li said it, Liu Wan thought that if she went to the town to catch the market and saw peanuts, she could also buy some and come back to squeeze oil by herself.

The taste of camellia oil is very good, but it is too fragrant, suitable for steaming egg custard and boiling soup, and the taste of stir-fried vegetables is too strong, which will mask the umami of the vegetables themselves.

"Mother, then you squeeze peanut oil in the future, and we will have cake residues to eat." Wang Lian sucked her saliva hard, and the true colors of the snacks were revealed.

"Okay, I'll go to the market tomorrow, and when I see peanuts, I'll buy some and come back to squeeze peanut oil." Now everyone is here to help make the tea seed cake. ”

Liu Wan gave an order, and everyone got busy, steaming camellia seeds, pounding tea seeds......

After a busy day, I finally made more than 100 catties of camellia seeds into tea seed cakes.

"Mother, the tea seed cake is ready, how to squeeze the oil?" Wang Xiao still doesn't quite understand.

"Look, this is the oil press made by Jing'er, let's put about eighty percent of the tea seed cake in this trough, and put it on top with a wooden block at the back, and hold it tightly."

Liu Wan said and started to do it, and the actual operation was shown to the children, which was intuitive and easy to learn.

The tea seed cake is tightly squeezed by the wooden deed that is constantly nailed into, and the oil in the tea seed is squeezed out by the force, and flows to the oil outlet through the oil tank.

Drops of tea oil dripped out of the oil outlet and were collected by the clay pot placed at the bottom.

"Mother, it's really squeezed out of oil!"

Wang Jing said happily.

This is an oil press that he made with his own hands, and it came in handy, can he not be happy?

The corners of Liu Wan's mouth rose slightly, and she said with a smile:

"Don't be too happy, you have to squeeze it for a while, come, you do what I did just now, until the tea seed cake can't squeeze out the oil, and then change to a new one and continue to squeeze the oil."

Wang Xiao took over Liu Wan's work with great interest, and said happily:

"Mother, our family can squeeze tea oil to make money."

"The oil press is for domestic use, the oil output is not large, and the process is cumbersome, so it is tiring to make money, and it is not worth it, but you can give it a try."

Liu Wan groaned.

This time the harvest was quite rich, and by the evening, three large jars of tea oil had been squeezed out.

In addition to tea oil, squeezing the remaining tea seed residue is also very useful, it can be used to wash hair, wash hair with tea seed residue, the more you wash, the darker it is, natural shampoo.

The happiest is Wu Hui.

She was always frightened by her mother-in-law's profligacy, but she finally smiled and said excitedly:

"Mother, with so much oil, we can eat it for at least three months."

"Mother, the oil press is easy to use, no one knows that it is so convenient to squeeze oil, and the oil we eat at home can be squeezed by ourselves in the future."

Wang Xiaoyi is still unfinished.

Liu Wan nodded and said, "Thanks to Jing'er for making the oil press, it's really amazing." ”

Wang Jing also smiled extensively, diluting the previous unhappiness.

Looking at the sun in the sky, Liu Wan estimated that it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and she still had time to make bean paste.

Liu Wan sent Wang Xiao and Wang Jing to carry out the peas that had been pickled for three days.

Liu Wan lifted the mud seal on the clay jar, and a sour smell wafted out.

"Mother, it won't be pickled, will it?"

Wu Hui asked worriedly.