Many beauties were picked in the mountains for two days with honeysuckle and tea leaves, and on the third day, the honeysuckle and tea leaves on the surrounding hills were almost picked by the villagers.

At this time, there was only one day left before Qingming.

After eating porridge in the morning, Duomei carried a bamboo basket and walked to the edge of the reservoir, and today she planned to pick some rattle grass and come back.

They make rice crackers during the Qingming Festival, they all have to add rattle grass, rice crackers, also known as Qingming fruit, some places do not put rattle grass, but put mugwort leaves, and the color of this is green.

Rat grass grows on the ridges of the reservoir and can also be found in the mountains, but the ones near the water's edge will be more tender. To pick rattle, you must pick the tender ones, otherwise there will be obvious fiber, and the kind that can't be chewed can be eaten.

Many Mei found a patch of Rat grass that was growing luxuriantly, so she squatted down to pick it, and not far from her, there were other people in the village who were also picking it.

Today and tomorrow, everyone will be busy making rice crackers.

When many beauties were busy picking rattle, Gao Mingcheng was not idle, he carried half a bucket of rice that had been soaked overnight and walked towards Grandma Xi's house.

He hadn't purchased a stone mill yet, so if he wanted to grind rice into rice milk, he had to borrow a stone mill from his grandmother's house.

When Gao Mingcheng passed, Gao Zhuang was cleaning the stone mill.

Because the stone mill is not used every day, it is inevitable that dust will fall, so before each use, it must be washed with clean water, and then the water is swept away with a special small broom.

"Brother Mingcheng, you grind first!" Gao Zhuang said, giving up the place.

Grandma Xi also soaked the rice, planning to make the rice crackers today, and when the Qingming Festival is tomorrow, she can take them directly to the grave to go to the grave for sacrifice.

"Good!" Gao Mingcheng responded, he put down the soaked rice in his hand, looked left and right, took an empty bucket from Grandma Xi's house, walked to the old well and brought a bucket of water back for backup.

When grinding rice milk, you need to add water.

Gao Zhuang came over with a rice spoon and said, "I'll add rice to you." ”

So Gao Zhuang was responsible for scooping up the soaked rice and some water with a rice spoon and adding it to the hole of the stone mill, while Gao Mingcheng was responsible for pushing the stone mill, using the friction of the stone mill to turn the rice into rice milk, which flowed out of the edge of the stone mill, and then was collected and flowed towards a low slope.

And underneath that, there is a clean bucket of water that catches all the rice milk.

Gao Mingcheng has a lot of strength, and it is as easy to push the stone mill as a play.

And the stone grinding thing, if you have little strength, the more you push, the more difficult it will be, but if the strength is large, once you push it, and the push is very smooth, it will produce a kind of inertia, so that you will not be so tired of pushing.

Gao Mingcheng is the same as a perpetual motion machine, there is no stop at all, but the tired tall and strong keep adding rice, this rice is particular, not too much at once, too much, it will grind unevenly, and it can not be too little, too little will waste the strength of grinding.

As if being urged, Gao Zhuang kept adding rice, and then suddenly found that the rice had bottomed out!

So he scooped up a little water and poured it into the hole, so that the remaining rice milk inside also flowed out.

"That's it! Brother Mingcheng, you have so much strength! Gao Zhuang looked at Gao Mingcheng enviously.

He has been by Gao Mingcheng's side since he was a child, and naturally knows that Gao Mingcheng has great strength, but now he feels that Gao Mingcheng's strength is even greater!

Gao Mingcheng smiled proudly, winked at Gao Zhuang, and said mysteriously: "I taught you to do push-ups, do you insist on doing them every day?" ”

Gao Zhuang nodded obediently, he would basically do what Gao Mingcheng asked him to do, unless he really couldn't do it.

A few days ago, Gao Mingcheng suddenly taught him a set of movements, including sit-ups and rising sun jumps, but the focus was on letting him practice push-ups, and said that he had practiced push-ups to keep him happy for the rest of his life!

It's just that when it comes to happiness in the second half of his life, Gao Zhuang always feels that Gao Mingcheng's tone and expression are a little strange.

Later, when he was doing push-ups, he couldn't figure it out, how could he keep him happy for the rest of his life?

Gao Mingcheng looked at him with teachable eyes, and asked lovingly, "How many can you do?" ”

Gao Zhuang said honestly: "At first, I could only do a dozen, but now it's better, I can do more than two." ”

The average adult can do more than 30, and the tall and strong strength is average, and he can do more than 20, which is not bad.

Gao Mingcheng patted Gao Sturdy on the shoulder and said, "Keep up the good work!" ”

He glanced at the rice milk that had been ground and said to Gao Zhuang: "Bring your rice too, and I will grind it for you together." ”

Before Gao Zhuang could speak, the fine grandmother who was busy in the kitchen had already said: "No need, we only soaked two catties of rice, and you can go back first!" ”

Since this is the case, Gao Mingcheng did not force it, and returned to his house with a large bucket full of rice milk.

When he returned, many beauties had also picked the rattle.

The picked rattle grass needs to be cleaned, then scalded with boiling water, kneaded dry with hands, and then chopped with a knife, the more chopped the better, and then stirred together with rice milk.

When mixed with rattle, the original white rice milk becomes white-green.

This rattle grass is a wild vegetable, and it is also a medicine, which has the functions of antitussive, expectorant, and asthma, and if taken internally, it also has the effect of lowering blood pressure.

It is probably for this reason that when the village makes rice crackers, some rattle grass will be added to it, which will have certain benefits for the body, and the color of the rice crackers will be more beautiful.

"Mingcheng, you come to light the fire." Duomei shouted, then lifted a large bucket full of rice milk and poured it into a large iron pot that had been cleaned long ago.

She soaked five catties of rice, and there was a lot of ground rice milk, and a big pot was full.

However, there is still a lot of water in these, and when it is heated and stirred, the water becomes less, and there will not be so much.

Gao Mingcheng sat on the side of the stove, responsible for adding firewood to the fire, and many beauties were responsible for the spoon, after the rice milk was poured into the iron pot, he had to start stirring slowly with a spatula, because if he didn't stir, there would be a burnt sticky pan, and the rice crackers that came out of this way would not taste good.

With the passage of time, the water of the rice milk in the big iron pot is evaporated little by little, and it is replaced by a sticky rice ball.

Although many beauties are young, they have a lot of strength and experience, and the rice balls have become a big ball under her stirring, rolling in the pot without sticking to the pan at all.

The rice crackers that come out of this way are good rice crackers!

Gao Mingcheng looked at the rice balls in the big iron pot, with a look of expectation in his eyes, by this time, there was no need to add firewood, so Gao Mingcheng took a basin prepared in advance.

"Almost, right? I'll figure it out! Gao Mingcheng said, he stepped forward, and many beauties took a step back and gave the spatula to Gao Mingcheng.

Gao Mingcheng shoveled up the rice balls at once, and the small spatula shoveled the big rice balls, so he naturally had to quickly put them in the basin.

The pot was already the largest pot in their house, and it had just been able to fit the rice ball.

Many Mei poured a scoop of water into the pot, and when the hot bottom of the pot collided with the cold well water, there was a stabbing sound.

"You put it on the table, you have to rub it." Tami said as she came to the table.

Their table is freshly made and brushed with a layer of tung oil, so the surface is smooth.

Many Mei poured a little tea oil in a bowl, which will be used later, because the rice dough is a little sticky, so you need to put a little oil on your hands.

Many Mei washed her hands again, and then she was ready to knead the rice dough while it was hot and knead the medicine.

The rice dough just out of the pot is soft, and once it is cold, it will become hard, so it is not easy to make rice crackers, so it has to be hot, Gao Mingcheng saw that many beautiful hands were burned red, and immediately said: "You put it, I'll rub it!" ”

After speaking, he hurriedly went to wash his hands and took over the task of kneading rice balls.

First pull out a small ball from the rice dough, then knead it like this, slowly knead it into long strips, and when it is almost kneading, use your hands to pull out the appropriate size.

In fact, making rice crackers is somewhat similar to making dumplings, but it is more troublesome than making dumplings!

Many beauties took the agent that Gao Mingcheng pulled out, kneaded it slightly, and then flattened it with the palm of his hand, trying to flatten it as much as possible, but not too thin, too thin and it can't be done.

After flattening, Duomei brought two bowls of pre-fried filling, and most of them used radish and taro as fillings.

This filling doesn't have to be fully fried, it just needs to be slightly fried to adjust the flavor.

If there is meat, sauté it with the meat, so much the better.

Recently, Gao Mingcheng didn't deliberately go into the mountains to hunt, so he went to Junling Laoji to buy two catties of pork belly.

Many beauties use chopsticks to put some fillings on the rice skin, and then just like making dumplings, pinch the edges tightly, leaving no gaps.

The wrapped rice crackers are temporarily placed on the table first, and when they wait for more, they are put into the steamer together, and at the bottom of the steamer, there are palm leaves, and gauze can also be spread with gauze, but if you use palm leaves, there will be a fragrance of zongzi leaves.

In this way, one person kneades rice balls and one person makes rice crackers, which is also very harmonious.

After the rice dough was kneaded, Gao Mingcheng also added it to make rice crackers.

"This filling is not enough, let's make round rice crackers with the rest." Gao Mingcheng said, and began to divide the large agent into several small doses, and then kneaded them into a small round ball.

This kind of round rice crackers can be eaten just like this, or boiled in porridge, or fried with oil and salt.

It can be said that there are various ways to eat.

When the rice crackers are ready, put the steamer into the big iron pot, before the big iron pot boiled some hot water, now add a little water, and then the fire is boiled, and steam it over high heat for about an hour.

Look, it's more complicated than making dumplings!

But the people here are all good at this, so every year during Qingming, every household will make rice crackers, and rice crackers are also a kind of sacrifice that must be brought to the grave of their ancestors.

Approximately, I also want the ancestors to taste the deliciousness of this rice cracker.

I'll admit, I wrote myself hungry.

How many book friends have eaten this kind of Qingming fruit?

(End of chapter)