Lack of food and clothing, I have walked countless times in front of and behind my house, and Cuihua's urgent need has not been solved.

On this day, Ma suddenly said: "Big head damn, it's time to dig konjac at home!" "It's not you, mother, if you don't say it, I'll forget!" On the farthest slope of the house, Lao Yuan Tou also planted two acres of konjac.

Sichuan Province konjac tofu does not know how many years of history, according to legend, it was invented by the Taoist priest of Mount Emei. Anyway, in the Great Xia Dynasty in Cuihua's memory, the mountain people and the village eat it, with the taste of fatty meat, which is very suitable for the elderly, and if it is mixed and matched with big oil, it will be even more delicious.

The konjac of later generations really played a lot of tricks, in addition to konjac tofu, konjac shuang, konjac shreds in oden, and dried konjac fans.

That will Cuihua love it for a while, the konjac categories in the restaurant are all made at home, such a healthy food, very satiating, and very conducive to weight loss, how much weight loss sister's favorite.

Following this line of thought, if you make all the konjac vermicelli, dry it, and make it like sweet potato vermicelli, it is very convenient to eat and it is also conducive to storage.

After all, konjac tofu can't be stored long under the current storage conditions. Thinking of this food that can be included in the category of coarse grains, Cuihua is in a good mood, and this konjac tofu can be made by everyone, there is not much technical content, but it is not surprising that the tofu shape is turned into vermicelli.

It took three whole days to dig up the konjac in the slope field, and it was all carried home by manpower. Looking at the black lumps piled up in a room, it is really unseemly.

"Dad, I want to ask you to make a colander for me." "What does it look like?"

"Just drill dozens of holes for me under our water scoop, and I want to make konjac tofu into konjac vermicelli."

"That's easy, it's just half a day's work, I'll make you a few!"

This is a requirement, and it is not a waste of food, it is a matter of doing it, less than a day, Lao Yuan Tou gave two wooden scoops that were bigger than the face of adults, and drilled dozens of holes at the bottom of the wooden scoops, and the daughter-in-law said that she wanted to leak the dough paste from this hole, and Lao Yuan Tou figured out the hole distance.

To make konjac vermicelli, you have to make konjac starch first: peel the konjac whole, peel the konjac as white and fat as the taro, cut it into pieces in a wooden barrel, add water and grind it into taro mud in the stone mill, and then the whole taro paste is left overnight, gently pour out the water on the surface, and the bottom of the bucket will leave white konjac starch, and the lumpy konjac powder will be dried in the sun for three days.

Pulling Ma out and peeling the skin, Cuihua wielded a kitchen knife to chop konjac in the bucket, and after dinner, she went to grind and grind taro puree. A room of konjac is not carried, ten days later, 50 pounds of konjac dry powder are harvested, which is the harvest of two acres of konjac slope.

The ratio of grass and wood gray water and konjac powder Cuihua is still pondering, tried several times to master their proportion, warm grass and wood ash water and konjac dry powder stirred into the pot, boil for a quarter of an hour on high heat, keep stirring, and finally pour it into a colander while it is hot and beat it to another pot, and after all the vermicelli is put into the pot, turn low heat to high heat and boil.

In fact, this step is the same as making konjac tofu, the common method is to stir the konjac powder and plant ash to heat and solidify, and then cut it into tofu-sized sizes, and then boil. Here, the lump is turned into a vermicelli shape, and the cooked vermicelli is then fished out, soaked in cold water, and waiting to cool.

With such a limited number of condiments, Cuihua can only use salty wild pig, cook vermicelli in lard soup, and then put some cabbage leaves, salt to taste, one person and one sea bowl, and the whole family is full of powder. In the end, everyone didn't even bring any soup leftovers, and the original soup turned into the original food.

"Big head girl, this konjac tofu is delicious to make vermicelli, it doesn't take a lot of teeth" Ma Shi came out first to cheer, although the konjac skin was cut and wasted, it was not in vain.

"I thought, make all this konjac powder into this vermicelli, and then dry this vermicelli and cut it into bundles, when the time comes, we will eat it and go directly to the pot It will be more convenient" Cuihua discussed, looking at the old Yuan family.

"If you want it, you can eat this as food!"

"Mother, I can skip porridge and just eat powder!"

"Mother, let's save food for the family!"

In terms of eating, the family is basically very obedient, after all, Ma's she is really unpalatable, and the grandfathers do not enter the stove room, since the daughter-in-law (sister-in-law) is willing to toss, everyone cooperates.

At night, I met Heiwa in the space and informed me of this major breakthrough in food, and Heiwa was also very happy, and she panicked when she heard Cuihua say that the whole family would have 500 catties of rice.

"Daughter-in-law, how can you be so capable? It's really the pillar of the family! ”

"If you don't pour me ecstasy soup, it's not because you're not at home, you're the real cloud spouse!"

"It's not a good thing, my daughter-in-law has worked hard, wait for me to come back and be a cow for you!" The rainbow fart blew the green flowers into a daze.

"Don't worry, when this konjac vermicelli is made, there will be a few hundred catties, which can alleviate the current food dilemma!"

The cotton in the space has been picked, and the rice is about to be harvested, and the rice in the space is planted with twenty acres, but there is a small harvester, but it is very convenient, and the two of them take turns to work for a few nights before the harvest is finished.

Under the swollen homework of Cuihua's hands, the konjac starch at home was finally made into vermicelli, hung on the bamboo poles at home, and dried a yard, which was very spectacular.

The villagers saw it and ran to see the excitement, and Ma was triumphant, as if he was the highlight of his life.

"Da Huai Niang! What do you think of my fans? I'll tell you, it tastes good! It's very smooth, and it's not wasted at all! ”

"Want to learn? It's not easy, folks, I'll tell you carefully, how to do it! ”

It's true! As soon as you hear it, you will know what kind of technical content there is, how many years have you been making konjac tofu, and now, there is a boom in making konjac vermicelli in the downstream villages.

Anyway, the fields are all like dogs, except for men who go to the town to find some work to do, women are basically idle, and they can be eaten as food as a fan.

Because of this fight some time ago, the two cubs wilted for several days, and Cuihua gave another candy at the right time when she saw this, no, she told another story

"Didn't we tell the story of the black eagle and the fox last time, this time, it's the two of them!"

"The black owl had been very unhappy because he had been tricked out of the meat by the fox last time, but on this day, he found a bigger piece of meat. Having learned the lesson of the last time, it bit the meat tightly and did not say a word. ”

"However, the fox lives under the tree, and this time it was also seen by the fox, and the fox's eyes rolled."

"Big Brother Black Eagle, we are neighbors, why don't you ignore me?" The black eagle rolled its eyes.

The fox thought, didn't you cheat it on a piece of meat last time, it's so stingy, but this piece of meat looks bigger and more delicious..."

Suddenly, a harsh and ugly voice came out: You damn black eagle, you just want others to say hello, why don't you look in the lake mirror, and don't look at your black appearance, it's ugly to death! And singing, it's like a ghost crying wolf....."

Before the fox could finish speaking, the black eagle was so angry that he screamed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the meat fell again...."

After listening to the story, Ertou couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, the black eagle has been deceived again!" ”

The big head thoughtfully: "Mother, does this story say that you can't be proud when others praise us, and don't be angry when you scold us, otherwise you will be easily deceived?" ”

"Yes, yes, my eldest son understands the story!" "Mother, I understand too!" "You're a spirit, too!"