It didn't take long for the soybean flour to be crumbled, and after Mrs. Ji soaked the glutinous rice, she remembered that there was no brown sugar at home.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhang Dazhuang followed over to take a look, and when he heard Mrs. Ji say that there was no brown sugar at home, he suddenly patted his head:

"I have brown sugar at home, I'll bring it to you!"

His daughter-in-law is about to give birth to a baby, and this brown sugar is ready at any time.

When he brought it, Mrs. Ji gave him the money, soaked the glutinous rice in brown sugar water and steamed it, and rolled it repeatedly on the board with a rolling pin. The sweetness of the brown sugar has completely soaked into the glutinous rice, and the lingering aroma wafts out.

The five boys in the family gathered around their grandmother, and they didn't even want to play, salivating as they watched their milk make cakes.

Mrs. Ji disliked her five grandsons in the way, so she drove them all out with a wave of her hand.

As the name suggests, this cake is to be hammered repeatedly to be chewy, after all, Mrs. Ji is old and does not have enough strength, so she gives this strength to her three sons in turn.

The three brothers of the Ji family took turns to fight, and it didn't take long for the lingering aroma of the cake to waft out.

Mrs. Ji wrapped it in soybean flour with a smile on her face, and nodded with satisfaction after tasting it:

"That's what it smells like!"

She saw that her five grandsons were very hungry outside, so she wrapped some more and handed them to the five grandchildren. The boys of the Ji family have been hungry for a long time, and they will gobble it up when they come back.

This cake is sweet and chewy, and it is very fragrant with soybean flour, and they have never eaten such a delicious thing in their memory!

Mrs. Ji didn't make much, and a few male babies were finished in a few bites, because this snack had to be shown to the village chief's daughter-in-law, so Mrs. Ji didn't hand it to her grandchildren.

This Zhang Da Zhuang has brown sugar in his house, and no one will know if he doesn't take it out, and it's love to help.

So Mrs. Ji wrapped two more and gave them to Zhang Dazhuang.

Zhang Dazhuang was stunned when he looked at this fine grain.

came back to his senses and hurriedly excused himself:

"Auntie, you still keep such a valuable thing and sell it yourself, this thing is worth a lot of money!"

Zhang Dazhuang can see it very clearly, this season, the old lady is adding glutinous rice to it, and soybean powder and brown sugar, these are all good things.

"Take it!" Mrs. Ji directly stuffed it into his arms: "Take it back and give it to your daughter-in-law to eat, your daughter-in-law will give birth immediately." ”

Zhang Dazhuang had no way to refuse.

He is indeed a good man who loves his daughter-in-law, and he is willing to buy any good things for his daughter-in-law.

His daughter-in-law's baby happened to run away from the famine, although the weather here was not affected, but the prices in the city were also rising, and she didn't even buy meat for her daughter-in-law to eat, so she ate it a few times, and it was given by the Ji family.

Zhang Dazhuang put away the cake and thanked Mrs. Ji gratefully.

Mrs. Ji waved her hand and asked Ji Liangqing to take one into the house for Ye Qiuyun to eat.

This good glutinous rice raises people, good things eat milk, and her little granddaughter is still milking, Ye Qiuyun's milk is good, so she can feed her little granddaughter for nothing.

Ye Qiuyun looked at the white cake like snow, and was reluctant to do it: "I'm not hungry." ”

"This is what my mother specially asked me to bring to you to eat, if you eat well, our Miao girl can also eat better." Ji Liangqing still doesn't know her thoughts?

Ji Miaomiao was breastfeeding in her mother's arms, and when she heard this, she moved her strong lotus root arm.

Because Ye Qiuyun's milk is good, her arms are thick and cut off, and she looks particularly pleasing to watch.

Sure enough, when it came to her daughter, Ye Qiuyun had no choice but to take it.

She took a bite, and the chewy taste lit up her eyes. It's not easy to be full in a famine year, where do you think of having this good thing to eat?

Seeing Ji Liangqing staring at her beside him, Ye Qiuyun handed him the cake and tasted it.

Ji Liangqing didn't shirk either, husband and wife, you take a bite and I take a bite.

A sweet and sweet atmosphere spreads in the West Wing.

…

Early the next morning, Mrs. Ji put the things in the bowl and took her three sons over to see if it was okay for the village chief's daughter-in-law.

The village chief's daughter-in-law had already gotten up to make breakfast at this time, and when she heard someone calling her outside, she was quite surprised to see Mrs. Ji's family when she went out.

"Done so quickly? What is this done? ”

The village chief's daughter-in-law was a little curious.

"Girl, this is not thinking of doing it early to show you, this is called cakemaking." Mrs. Ji smiled kindly, and handed the bowl to the village chief's daughter-in-law.

The village chief's daughter-in-law took the bowl and immediately smelled the domineering fragrance of soybean noodles, mixed with the fragrance of fine grains, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"Mother, what does it smell like? It's so fragrant, what is this made of? At this time, a woman with a big belly came out of the house, looking at the things in the hands of the village chief's daughter-in-law with a greedy face.

This person is Liu Yuexiang, the daughter-in-law of the village chief's family.

Liu Yuexiang is delicate, she has been married for three years, and she is pregnant with such a child, and it is not easy to conceive this child, she has been vomiting since she was pregnant, and she has no appetite, it is rare for her to look at this pastry so greedily, and the village chief's daughter-in-law immediately handed her the bowl.

Getting closer, Liu Yuexiang smelled even more, and couldn't help asking:

"What's in there? It smells so good! ”

Mrs. Ji said with a smile: "There are all good ingredients here, good glutinous rice, brown sugar, and soybean noodles." You look like you're about to give birth, eat more of this is good for you and the baby! My daughter-in-law is good after eating this milk, and she feeds my granddaughter for nothing. ”

When Liu Yuexiang heard this, she immediately said: "Mother, this is okay, I am hungry and uncomfortable, I will eat first." ”

She knew that her mother-in-law had handed over the work of making pastries to another family in the village yesterday, and now it seemed that it was probably the family in front of her.

There are only three pieces of cake in the bowl, wrapped in thick soybean noodles, sprinkled with a little sugar, Liu Yuexiang smelled her index finger, took out one and stuffed it into her mouth.

The entrance is sweet, she is a good pastry maker, and naturally knows that it is indeed a really good material, and she doesn't care that she will choke, and she eats it in three or two bites.

"Yuexiang, you can eat slowly!" The village chief's daughter-in-law was shocked, for fear that her daughter-in-law would choke.

"This pastry made by your family is very good, but the amount is too small, bring it here the day after tomorrow, make more, at least the weight of thirty seats." Liu Yuexiang said.

She listens to her in terms of pastries, after all, she knows best, and the village chief's daughter-in-law has no opinions.

Mrs. Ji immediately burst into laughter.

How much does it cost to beat cakes for 30 seats?

She responded repeatedly, and seeing that Liu Yuexiang was still unfinished, she was still very upbeat:

"I see that your daughter-in-law likes it a lot, this thing is good for the baby, and I will make more for your daughter-in-law to eat when the time comes."

The village chief's daughter-in-law suddenly glanced at the Ji family and responded with satisfaction.

It seems that the family he helped is quite smart, and the village chief's daughter-in-law is quite satisfied.