08【Swill】
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After Zhou Chu finished explaining to his mother, he hurried to the market and purchased some flour.
Yesterday, I ate two staple meals at Tang Guanglong's house, and I was really not used to multigrain cakes mixed with bran.
It's not that he is so expensive that others can eat it, but he can't eat it, the main thing is that the conditions are here, and there is no need to wronged himself.
Moreover, eating bran multigrain cakes for a long time can easily lead to stomach bloating and constipation, and the ancients were forced to get used to it, and he didn't want to suffer.
After buying flour, he still came to the basement of the rental house, which was the stronghold he crossed from now on.
A moment later.
Zhou Chu carried a bag of flour on his back, climbed out of the well, and came to another time and space.
At this time, it was already past midnight, and the Tang family had already started a busy day.
Zhou Chu heard the sound of two girls in the yard sprinkling and sweeping in the house, so he pushed the door and walked out.
The third sister, Tang Xiaocao, bowed to Zhou Chu in a restrained manner, while the fourth sister flew over and said happily: "Brother Zhou, morning!" ”
Zhou Chu rubbed her head and said with a smile: "You are also early." ”
Zhou Xiaocao said: "The second sister left a bowl of noodle soup in the kitchen, I will serve it out, and the son will wash it first." ”
Zhou Chu looked in the direction of her finger, and saw a wooden shelf under the porch, on which there was a wooden basin filled with water, and a brand new strip of white cloth used as a face towel, the most conspicuous thing was a brush, and a plate of coarse salt, presumably for brushing teeth.
Zhou Chu saw the strip of white cloth and suddenly remembered that he still had a gift to give.
While washing, he asked, "Xiaocao, have your parents gone out?" ”
Tang Xiaocao nodded obediently, stood the broom on the wall beside him, and responded: "Daddy is going to work today, and my mother is going to the back mountain to help cut bamboo, and there are only the two of us at home." ”
Tang Xiaoqing raised her hand and added: "The second sister took the little brother to do the laundry, I know where it is." ”
Zhou Chu chuckled lightly and said, "Then when your second sister comes back, you let her come to me, I have a gift for you." ”
"What a gift? Eat! ”
Facing Tang Xiaoqing's curious gaze, Zhou Chu sold a pass.
Breakfast is a bowl of sauerkraut noodle soup, said to be noodles, its practical gnocchi description is more appropriate, and in addition to the sauerkraut flavor, there is no other taste, Zhou Chu took a few bites, and then ate a fine light.
"Xiaocao, you boil some water, let's steam steamed buns at noon and eat."
"Steamed buns?"
Tang Xiaocao's face was a little tangled, steamed buns are good things that can only be eaten once during the New Year's holidays, this is not a year's ......
"Childe, no, there are not many faces in the family."
It's not that Tang Xiaocao is stingy, it's mainly that there is really not much flour, and it is only eaten for the holidays.
Zhou Chu knew that she had misunderstood, and said with a smile: "I don't need your flour, I brought a bag myself, which is enough for us to eat." ”
When the sisters saw Zhou Chu take out a large bag of flour, and it was still high-quality white noodles, they were not calm for a moment.
Tang Xiaocao often helps her sister cook, and knows how precious white noodles are, and the noodles she treasures are no different from pig food compared to these white noodles, and there is no comparison at all.
"Childe, do you really want to use this steamed steamed bun?" Tang Xiaocao was a little reluctant, so much white flour was replaced with ordinary flour, and it could be eaten for a long time.
Zhou Chu directly poured half of the flour in the bag into the wooden basin, and said nonchalantly: "If you like to eat, I'll ask someone to send some more when you go back, come and make noodles." ”
“……”
It was close to noon.
Tang Guanglong and his wife have not come back yet, and Tang Wanqiu returned home with red faces, which was exposed to the sun.
Although it is the beginning of spring, there has been no rain recently, but the sun is extremely hot, and the sun makes people dizzy.
washed the clothes all morning, but not for his own family, but to help his own family, also called: Huansha Girl.
As soon as Tang Wanqiu entered the small courtyard, she smelled a sweet fragrance, with the unique fragrance of grains, which made her mouth relish.
In the morning, I ate a small half bowl of noodle soup, and at this time, I was already so hungry that my chest was close to my back, and when I smelled the fragrance, I couldn't wait to walk towards the back kitchen.
Bumped into Zhou Chu who just walked out of the kitchen, Tang Wanqiu hurriedly covered her red face, "I've seen my son." ”
Zhou Chu smiled and said, "You're back, the porridge is just cooked, let's eat." ”
Zhou Chu held a pot of gruel in his hand and walked straight towards the hall.
Tang Wanqiu glanced at the orderly kitchen, twitched her nose curiously, and followed Zhou Chu to the hall.
As soon as I entered the door, I was attracted by a table of delicious food.
Compared with yesterday's delicacies from the mountains and seas, this time it is a variety of noodles, including steamed buns, flower rolls, steamed buns, and a few side dishes.
Zhou Chu put the gruel in the middle, then picked up a bowl and said, "Sit down and eat, what are you doing in a daze?" ”
Tang Wanqiu pursed her lips and asked, "What about Xiaocao and Xiaoqing?" ”
Zhou Chu said 'oh' and said with a smile: "They went to deliver food to your father and mother, I originally wanted to go with me, but Xiaocao said that the place where the work was made is in the back mountain, very close, if you are worried, I will go and see." ”
Tang Wanqiu waved her hand again and again, "No, today is a workshop to work together, and the mountains behind are all acquaintances, don't worry." ”
"Then sit down and eat, and taste whether the flower rolls I made with Xiaocao are delicious."
"Uh-huh!"
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The back mountain is also called the bamboo forest.
As the name suggests, it is a whole hillside covered with bamboo, and through the bamboo forest is a stream, which is also another village.
The stream is called Qingxi, which is a tributary of Hengxi, and the flow is not large, but it supplies the water needs of the two villages.
At present, there is a drought and lack of rain, and there is a shortage of water resources, so although the two villages are surnamed Tang, the relationship has not been good.
Tang Guanglong and Tang Guangbao, counting up five generations, both of them were born to the same father, but in their generation, they became feuds.
Back then, when Tang Chen was not married to Tang Guanglong, Tang Guangbao asked a matchmaker to come to the door to ask for a gift.
Originally, Tang Chen's family was about to agree, but Tang Guanglong stepped in and took the lead at the high price of a sheep.
Later, Tang Guangbao married the sister of a clerk in the county, and his life got better day by day, but his hatred for Tang Guanglong never diminished.
On both sides of the stream, the villagers of the two villages each occupied one side and cooked a large pot of rice.
Shangxi Village directly pulled out a sheep, killed and cooked.
The Xiaxi Village side is much shabby, and the main dish is a set of pig water.
Everyone knows that this thing is a pickled food that only poor people eat, and when they saw this scene, the people in Shangxi Village were overjoyed.
Especially Tang Guangbao, standing directly on the opposite bank, shouted: "Tang Guanglong, you Xiaxi Village is really getting more and more mixed up, you can't afford to eat big meat, so you can get some chicken, duck and fish, what kind of thing is it, it's stinky." ”
Tang Guanglong had the heart to refute, but he was stopped by the fourth uncle Tang Jili.
Tang Jili admonished: "Do what your family has arranged first, don't do unintentional actions, what you eat is not to eat, just be able to eat enough." ”
"Fourth Uncle is right." Tang Guanglong took a deep breath and ignored the clamor on the other side.
At this time, Tang Chen took out a clay pot, and after opening it, a smell of fragrance came to his nose.
The villagers of Xiaxi Village immediately gathered around and asked curiously: "Sister-in-law, what is this, why is it so fragrant?" ”
Tang Chen smiled mysteriously, poured the soup and water from the clay pot into the cauldron, and boiled it with the pig.
The cauldron, which was originally stinking, was immediately covered with red oil, and a good smell gradually filled the air.
The contents of this clay pot were actually the swill left over from yesterday, and Tang Chen was reluctant to pour it out, so he filtered the swill, and after removing impurities, he left behind those soups and red oil full of rich spices.
Although it sounds disgusting, it is actually no different from hot overnight dishes, at least it is cleaner and more hygienic than gutter oil.
After a while, the fragrance here overshadowed the smell of sheep over there, you must know that Zhou Chu's cooking is delicious, relying on the seasoning, salt monosodium glutamate chicken powder not to mention, those bean paste, soybean sauce, chili sauce, thirteen spices out of the soup, can it not be fragrant?
The pig, which used to feel disgusting, was immediately transformed into a rare delicacy with the help of these seasonings.
Many people sniffed and smelled, and their saliva slipped out, and they looked at Shangxi Village on the other side of the river.
Even Tang Jili pretended to say: "Oh, I have another mouth today!" ”
Tang Guangbao sneered disdainfully: "No matter how fragrant it is, the pig is still in the water, just like a dog can't change its, hum." ”
At this moment, Tang Xiaocao and Tang Xiaoqing, two sisters, walked out of the bamboo forest with a bamboo basket.
"Dad, mother!" Tang Xiaoqing's cheerful shout attracted everyone's attention.
Tang Xiaocao saw that Tang Guangbao was shouting again, and directly pulled open the white gauze covering the basket, revealing a basket full of big white steamed buns.
Tang Guangbao: "......"