"No, no, it's all from the same village." Su Qingyan bowed his hand and couldn't believe it.

But when she came back from the mountain, she was slapped in the face, because Mrs. Zhang admitted in public that it was the person she was looking for for her daughter.

At dinner, the whole family's face was not very good-looking, they only ate silently, and did not speak, and when they were about to eat, Su Adong asked: "Then tomorrow will you let the fragrant girl look at others?" ”

"Check it out!" Liu Shi pulled the porridge in the bowl with a chopstick machine and said: "Mrs. Zhang has been a matchmaker for so many years, and the person she has found for her daughter is naturally the best, but although it can't be compared to today's one for our Xiang'er, it may not be bad!" ”

"Well, let's take a look tomorrow, steam two steamed buns to entertain guests, or make dumplings, didn't you get some white noodles from your mother's house?" Su Adong responded, put down the dishes and chopsticks and wanted to leave the table.

But suddenly saw Su Qingyan jumping up, so he ran to the kitchen: "Ah! My old face primer! ”

"Old what?" Liu looked at the figure that was struggling out and asked the other two or three, but they all shook their heads, indicating that they didn't hear clearly.

"Mother, sister, I'll show you." "Spy" Su Wan is already very professional, and when she encounters this kind of thing, she doesn't even hesitate, she quietly follows behind her, lying on the kitchen door and looking in.

Su Qingyan naturally saw her, crying and laughing and calling her in, giving her a vaccination in advance and saying: "I can tell you first, although I plan to steam steamed steamed buns, but whether the steamed steamed buns can be eaten depends on the will of God, either they are particularly delicious, or they are particularly unpalatable, or they can't be eaten." ”

"Huh? Second sister, are you serious? You won't want to poison us, will you? ”

"I'm going to poison you, what's in it for me? Haven't I been thinking about making money? As long as my method is successful, we can sell steamed buns to make money in the future. Su Qingyan said and asked Su Wan to help scoop up water and get things, so the poor spy officer turned into Su Qingyan's assistant.

Su Wan watched Su Qingyan reconcile her noodles and knead them, thinking that she was going to steam steamed steamed buns, even if she was a little sleepy, she kept holding on, pinching her thighs from time to time, wanting to sober herself up, just wanting to take a bite of the hot steamed buns that had just come out of the pot.

Su Qingyan persuaded her to go back to sleep, but she didn't move.

finally insisted until Su Qingyan kneaded the dough into a smooth dough and put it in the basin to cover the burden, and heard Su Qingyan say: "Okay, let's go to sleep together." ”

"Isn't it, second sister, aren't you steaming steamed buns now?"

"When did I say I'm going to steam steamed buns now?"

"But you don't steam steamed buns now, when will you steam them?"

"Of course, after the noodles are sent." Su Qingyan looked at Su Wan's strange little eyes, and then she reacted, Su Wan insisted on not sleeping, she wanted to wait for her hot steamed buns to come out of the pot!

couldn't help but joke with her: "A little gluttonous cat, I know a lot." ”

"Hmph, I've seen the third aunt steamed before."

The third aunt in Su Wan's mouth is Su Sanhei's daughter-in-law next door, thinking that their family has a relatively small population, things are relatively simple, and life is more comfortable than other families, Su Qingyan understands.

Originally, Su Adong just wanted Liu's steamed steamed buns, Su Qingyan did it, and others had no opinion, but this novel method of steaming steamed buns made the whole family feel a little apprehensive, and they were silently praying that this steamed bun must be delicious, and the refined white noodles must not be wasted.

Su Qingyan didn't dare to be sloppy, put it in a slightly cooler place to ferment overnight, calculated the time, and got up to steam steamed buns before dawn the next day.

Liu's light sleep is also a problem caused by all these years of hard work, and when she heard movement outside, she opened her eyes, put on her clothes and came out to help.

"Qingyan, why is it so early?"

"Mother, you came just in time, this side, it looks easy to get, but it's too difficult to pick up." Su Qingyan looked at the sticky on his hands, and he couldn't shake it off, and he felt a little more bored.

Unexpectedly, Liu laughed because of this.

"I know you can't get this if you haven't done it, so that's normal! Hahaha, the last time you were making pork at your grandmother's house, you were so skilled, I thought that someone had changed my daughter's nickname secretly. ”

Liu's few joking words made Su Qingyan's hairs stand up in an instant, and her body stiffened for a moment, she had long thought that no matter how she pretended, there was a difference from the original body, but she didn't expect it to be debunked so quickly.

Su Qingyan stood there a little stiffly, not knowing how to answer.

Fortunately, Liu was busy fighting with the dough and didn't look at her expression.

"Qingyan, how did you make this dough? Why is it so soft, and there are so many small holes in it. ”

"Well, it's just that after a long time, the dough has swelled by itself, in fact, I don't know why, but let's throw the pickles in the jar, won't the pickles turn sour on their own? I guess this is a truth, I also found it by chance, but I don't know if such a fluffy dough will taste better than the steamed bread sold on the street when it is made into steamed bread? If it was better, then we could go to the street and sell steamed buns.

Mother, don't you know, according to my observation, after such a small piece of dough is kneaded, let it make it bigger there, and it can become such a big steamed bun. Su Qingyan gestured as he spoke, wanting to divert the topic quickly.

"Really? So amazing? The Liu family is also very face-saving, putting on a face that has never seen the world.

"Actually, it's not really grown, it's just that it looks big, because there are a lot of small holes in it, but it looks good, and if it tastes good, you can definitely make money."

"You're a guy with a good mind." When Liu heard Su Qingyan say this, he also had more expectations for this pot of steamed buns, and the speed of his work unconsciously accelerated.

Cut the flour into small dough and dough into the shape of steamed buns, Liu was about to boil the water pot, but heard Su Qingyan tell her that there was no need to worry, let her put the steamed buns on the table, cover the burden, and wake up for another quarter of an hour, and then row them one by one on the steamer, pot under cold water, steam for a quarter of an hour after the water boils, and then for half an hour, until the pot exudes a strong wheat fragrance.

Su Xiang and Su Wan couldn't wait to stay outside the kitchen, so Su Qingyan used a scoop to scoop up some cold water and want to lift the pot to get steamed buns.

But before she opened the lid of the pot, she heard Liu's fried and whirring shout: "Don't move, let me come, what if I get burned, what will I do, I will marry in the future." ”

"......" Su Qingyan was speechless, but she thought that the Liu family had not allowed Su Xiang to go out, bask in the sun, or do heavy work in the past year, just to raise her white and tender, and try to find a good family, so as not to suffer as hard as she would in the future.

And Su Qingyan was almost fourteen years old, and the Liu family began to take care of her, which seemed to be reasonable, so she didn't refuse, and handed over the scoop in her hand.

"My mother first dips some cold water on her hands, and then uncovers the cage cloth, so that she won't feel hot."

"Well, it's still my daughter." Liu is used to doing work, and she can bear this bit of heat, but when she heard Su Qingyan say this, she still said

It is the impression that I can't help but be impressed.

After finding a clean bamboo grate, she carefully took out the steamed bun, and the moment she touched the steamed bun, she couldn't help but shout in surprise: "Oh, this steamed bun is so soft, like the cotton in our quilt." ”