Yang Shi listened to Su Qingluan's words, and couldn't help but be stunned: "It's so cold today, it's suitable for eating hot pot, but ...... What is Rice Soup Hot Pot? Rice soup as a soup base? Rice soup like porridge? ”

"Almost!" Su Qingluan nodded, and shook his head again, "But you can't use ordinary rice—well, I've bought it all!" ”

Yang looked at the big cloth bag of "rice" that Su Qingluan bought, it seemed that there was still a lot, and hurriedly took it over and said: "Eh, do you want to use rice and say it directly, we still have a lot of them, why do you have to buy them on purpose?" ”

As a result, as soon as his hand touched the "rice bag", Yang sensed that something was wrong.

Originally, if the rice was separated by a cloth bag or other soft materials, it would be more grainy to the touch. Even if it is not as round as ordinary bean grains, you can feel it immediately.

However, at the moment, this bag of "rice" is very firm and flat to the touch, and when you grasp it firmly with your fingers, it makes a slight "creaking" sound.

Yang looked at Su Qingluan with some suspicion: "I said big girl, didn't you take the wrong grain and get back other people's white flour, right?" ”

Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Auntie, don't worry, I didn't take the wrong thing, but this is indeed not ordinary rice, otherwise as you said, our family will have ready-made." ”

"And ...... you?" Yang looked at the bag in his hand with a puzzled face, removed the hemp rope that tied the seal on it and looked inside: Huo, if you don't pay attention to it, I really think it's a bag of flour!

"It's ...... Rice ground into flour? ”

Su Qingluan nodded: "There is a shop for grinding rice noodles in the town, I thought that if I went home, we would grind rice noodles now, and it would take half an hour to go out, and with this effort, the soup at the bottom of the pot will be boiled!" Why should we choose a troublesome way? Just buy what has already been done, and we will save time and effort. ”

"You kid, you're always willing to spend this money!" Although he said this, Yang didn't really mean to blame Su Qingluan. She just felt sorry for Su Qingluan, she couldn't save a little more money she earned, and she would add a dowry when the time came.

Su Qingluan didn't think so: "Ah Niang, I naturally make money because I want to live a better life, instead of becoming a fan of wealth and becoming a slave of this yellow and white thing!" ”

Yang nodded when he heard this: "Mother also knows that the truth is such a truth, and Mother just feels sorry for you that it is not easy to make money." ”

"Nothing is not easy, I am happy to spend money on our family!"

"You girl, you are used to coaxing me with a sweet mouth!" Nodding the tip of Su Qingluan's nose, Yang reached out and picked up all the food that Su Qingluan put on the ground, "Yo, you have bought a lot!" ”

Su Qingluan nodded: "These are all to make the soup base fresh, the soup base of the rice soup hot pot originally had no taste, but in the end, the taste of various ingredients will be immersed in the rice soup, so it is also very good to drink this rice soup as porridge." ”

Yang smiled and quipped: "Then are we drinking porridge or eating hot pot?" ”

Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "Just ...... Count it all in, right? "Anyway, in the last life, it was a shabu-shabu hot pot to the end, and the umami of all the ingredients in it was put in, plus some ingredients and some seasonings, a bowl of delicious and fragrant rice soup was drunk in a mush, and it warmed from the stomach to the whole body!

Su Qingluan recalled the state of steaming and warming all over his body, but the reality was that a cold wind blew outside the door of the open stove room, blowing away all the hot fantasies about food in Su Qingluan's mind!

She! Good! Hate!

This feeling of being forced back to reality from a sweet dream is simply unbearable!

Thinking like this, Su Qingluan's movements in his hands sped up a little faster - after all, although the rice soup hot pot does not need to fry the hot pot base like the Sichuan-style butter hot pot, making this soup base is no easier than the Sichuan-style hot pot!

No! It should be said that it is more troublesome!

Su Qingluan thought about it, turned to the Yang family and asked, "Ah Niang, this soup base may be a little troublesome to make, will I leave the marinated meat or something to you?" Oh, by the way, don't feel sorry for the condiments when marinating meat today, marinate for a longer time, otherwise it will be easy to have a fishy smell. ”

Yang smiled: "What is this little thing? And there are still two of the stoves that our family built to boil medicine before, and we will put pots on that stove today! ”

Su Qingluan looked at the sky: "But A-Niang, it's cold today, are we going to eat hot pot with a cold wind blowing outside?" ”

"It's okay, there's something in our warehouse that can just block the cold wind, but I'll have to wait until your dad comes back - that thing was originally my wedding thing, and it was considered a good thing, but now it's all in tatters at the bottom of the box, and there are a lot of sundries piled on it, and I can't clean it up alone."

After talking for a long time, I still didn't say what that "wind shelter artifact" was.

Although there is still a little curiosity in his heart, but there is still a pot base to be made at the moment, Su Qingluan put back his gossip and concentrated on the things in front of him.

She first put out a big bowl of rice noodles and slowly made them into a very thin paste with cold water, and because rice noodles are different from flour, the degree of water absorption and expansion and viscosity are a little worse, so as long as you are careful, it will not clump like "pimple soup".

Of course, "small bumps" are not completely absent, but this can be greatly avoided with care.

Su Qingluan sighed while carefully preparing the rice milk: Sure enough, you can't just think about saving effort in everything.

According to the original steps of making rice soup hot pot, the rice should be soaked in water on the first night, and the next day when all the rice grains have absorbed the water and become moist and plump, the rice grains will be ground into rice milk, so that they are delicate and evenly proportioned.

Of course, the step of "grinding into rice milk" in the previous life does not need to be very laborious, only a food wall breaker is needed, add rice, add water, cover the lid, press the switch, and you're done!

It doesn't take five minutes to get it done.

However, in this era, there are naturally no such convenient automation tools, and they need to be manual at all, so Su Qingluan thought that if this step was omitted, even if it was the step of grinding rice noodles, it would definitely not be a joke to save more than half an hour.

Because according to the premise that there is only a manual grinding disc now, and the Su family has not yet pulled the grinding big animals, each time the rice that is added to the grinding disc can only be a handful, which will be milled until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

But now, the result of being lazy is that if she is not careful, the rice noodles will form tiny lumps due to uneven water, and she can only add cold water first to prevent the rice noodles from gelatinizing and expanding, and the real time-consuming and laborious major is still to come.

On the other side, Yang opened the large and small paper bags or jars and jars that Su Qingluan bought, and found that the ingredients were really diverse, and a considerable part of them were meat food.

Looking at the piles of groundwater, freshwater fish and shrimp, and mutton, Yang finally understood what his eldest daughter just said meant, "Marinate for a longer time or it will be fishy".