Knock knock!

Gu Siwei stretched out his hand and knocked on the baked cake, looking dumbfounded.

Not only Gu Siwei, but Hu Yanqiu also had such an expression at the moment, because the cake in Gu Siwei's hand actually made a drum-like sound.

"Are you sure you can eat this?"

Gu Siwei looked at the cake in his hand, turned it over and looked at it for a while, and then asked Sun Qiumei who was baking the cake on the edge of the pot.

Sun Qiumei was flipping another cake, and said without looking back: "How can you not eat it, not only can it be eaten but also very delicious, and the taste is different from hot and cold, when it is cold, it is chewy, and when it is hot, it is crispy, if you don't believe it, you can try it, but the dish is not ready, and when the dish is done, it is called delicious!" ”

As he spoke, Gu Siwei swallowed his saliva when he saw Sun Qiumei.

Suck!

Sun Qiumei was a little embarrassed, and said to Gu Siwei: "I'm drooling when I talk about it."

"I'm not going to be able to tell you what you're talking about."

Zhao Fangming next to him also hugged his newly married daughter-in-law.

Gu Weiwei looked at the cake in his hand again.

The bread is very large, and the average cake is only about ten centimeters in diameter, but this cake is almost more than fifty centimeters, and it is not thin, almost four or five centimeters thick.

The outer layer is hard and hard, like a stone in his hand, Gu Siwei tried to pinch it anyway, but he couldn't pinch it at all, this is still a cake that has just come out of the pot.

"How do you eat this? If you eat such a piece, let alone one meal, a few meals are enough."

Gu Siwei looked at the cake, thinking that there was a little wild dog eating Wang Ba, and there was a feeling that he couldn't eat it.

Sun Qiumei was free now, re-covered the pot, put another new cake into the pot, turned her head and saw Gu Siwei holding a cake, Hu Yanqiu next to her eyes widened, and felt funny in her heart, these two people looked at the cake like a second fool, it was really interesting.

"This must not be eaten like this, you have to saw it before eating," Sun Qiumei said.

When Gu Siwei heard this, he suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "I said, this thing can't be broken, you can't bite it directly, even if your teeth are good, it won't work if you eat it a few times."

"By the way, we don't have a saw at home, let them bring it tomorrow?" Gu Siwei thinks that when he goes to pick up everyone tomorrow, should he let them bring a saw to eat cakes, and each person will bring one to pay attention to hygiene, right?

"The saw I said is not what you think, oh, we brought it to you, Zhao Fangming, you bring the saw you brought" Sun Qiumei said.

Zhao Fangming heard this and ran to the door, opened the bag on the top of the cabinet where he put his bag just now, and took out a roll of wire from it.

Gu Siwei didn't understand why Zhao Fangming came back with the wire.

"This is the saw, the saw that eats cakes," Zhao Fangming smiled and gestured at Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei just wanted to say something, but when his eyes fell on the wire, he instantly understood that what Zhao Fangming said was right, this thing was really a saw.

Iron wire is not iron wire, but a circular saw blade, to be precise, the saw line, the wire has serrations, so as long as you find something to stretch the line, or not stretch, you can see things directly with two hands.

"It's a saw".

Hu Yanqiu also saw this thing clearly at this moment.

Zhao Fangming pulled the saw line in his hand and gestured at the cake in Gu Siwei's hand: "Is it me coming or are you coming?" ”

"Come on!"

Gu Siwei was afraid that he would look foreign, so he gave the cake in his hand to Zhao Fangming.

Zhao Fangming took the cake and put it on the table, and with both hands propped up the saw line and began to pull back and forth in the middle of the cake.

Gu Siwei's previous work was still a bit technical, but after looking at it, he felt that it was too easy, and the kind of laborious scene he thought about didn't happen with Ben, and Zhao Fangming's sawing cakes was as smooth as cutting tofu with a knife.

"It doesn't look that hard," Gu said.

Zhao Fangming said: "It's just out of the pot now, naturally it's not very hard, if you put it for a day and a night and wait for tomorrow, this cake will be quite hard, and then you can't cut it like this, you have to find a bamboo bow to stretch up the saw wire, but it won't be hard anywhere, it's always a thing made of noodles, not a stone."

"I don't think there's much difference between this thing and stone," Gu Siwei said with a sigh.

Hu Yanqiu asked with a little doubt at this time: "Can this thing really be eaten?" Won't crack your teeth? ”

Zhao Fangming had already divided the cake into two at this time, and when he heard Hu Yanqiu's words, he sawed off a small piece from half of the cake with a smile, and sent a piece the size of a mahjong piece to Hu Yanqiu.

"Taste, don't try to chew the shell, melt it with saliva first, and then eat the ...... inside."

After Zhao Fangming finished speaking, waiting for Hu Yanqiu to take the cake, he cut out two small pieces from the big cake and handed them to Gu Siwei and Sicui who burned the fire.

took the cake, Gu Siwei put the cake in his mouth as Zhao Fangming said.

I was expecting to eat a wonderful taste, but unfortunately, Gu Siwei really didn't eat anything special, that is, the wheat fragrance, the shell has a slight burnt aroma, except for the hard shell and the iron plate, the taste is similar to that of ordinary pancakes.

Oh, there is still a little difference, that is, this cake obviously has a very strong alkaline gas, and the flesh is yellow, which belongs to the obvious alkaline flour cake category.

Gu Siwei is embarrassed to say that this thing is ordinary, and the two of them have been busy for a long time.

Just wanted to say something to deal with, or say two words against his will, and give a little positive evaluation of the labor of the two people, he heard Sicui speak.

"It doesn't seem to be as delicious as before, but now it tastes average."

Sicui looked at the small cake head that was still half in his hand, and said to Sun Qiumei, who was baking the cake.

Sun Qiumei heard that she felt that she was not doing her craft today, so she asked her husband for a piece and put it in her mouth to taste, and found that the taste was still as wonderful as before, so she smiled at Sicui and said.

"The taste hasn't changed. But it's right that you don't eat well, you often eat polished rice and white noodles in your current living conditions with Siwei, and you naturally don't feel good when you eat these things, but for ordinary people, this thing is really delicious and delicious.

Have you heard a word from Dezhu in the afternoon? ”

Gu Siwei asked, "What words?" ”

"Even if there is no white rice, he can eat three or four bowls of empty food," Sun Qiumei said with a smile.

"This guy, now it's time to satisfy him, their rice has been harvested," Gu Siwei said happily.

Sun Qiumei listened and said: "How can I give it, such a good rice must be exchanged for grain with other people's families, how can I say that one pound can be exchanged for one pound of two or three taels, and the life of an extra pound of grain for the whole body is better."

It's not anything else, you have to prevent a disaster or something, in short, the food in the whole village can be kept for your own food, and it is estimated that there will be no other family except your family."

"So much to change food?"

Gu Siwei was a little surprised, two days ago I heard that this year's new grain can be exchanged for other people's poor grain, Gu Siwei thought it was someone else, how did he know that now when he heard Sun Qiumei say this, he knew that the whole village was doing this.

Sun Qiumei said: "It's not to be exchanged, some people's grain is not up to standard at all, take that kind of grain to the public grain people's grain station and don't accept it, don't collect it except for changing the grain to pay, how can there be any other way." However, for our village, it is equivalent to at least one or two more grains growing in the ground."

Listening to Sun Qiumei say this, Gu Siwei had to sigh, the life of the peasants is really difficult now, compared to it, the life of the villagers living in the mountains is better.

"But don't go out and say this, if we produce good grain here, maybe there will be people with red eyes, saying that there is a lot of grain growing in the fields on our side, and maybe we will have to collect taxes.

Gu Siwei listened to it twice, but didn't say anything.

Everyone is just pulling and working at the same time.

By the time the sun went down, the cake was not yet fully baked.

There was no way, Gu Siwei had to take out the gas lamp again, light it and hang it up, and let Sun Qiumei continue to make cakes.

Although everyone is hungry, there is no way, they have to finish the work before they can make room for cooking, or they will be hungry when they should be hungry.

It was completely dark, the moon was hanging in the night sky, and when Gu Siwei estimated that it was almost eight or nine o'clock, Sun Qiumei shoveled the last piece of cake out of the pot.

Next it's time to make dinner.

There's nothing to say, the cake is now available, so let's cook it, simply fried two large pots of vegetables, the salty one, and boiled a pot of stick noodle porridge.

Everyone just dealt with dinner together.

It was too late, and the two of them had no children at home, so they lived directly in Gu Siwei's house, and they didn't have to run back and forth so much.

The two of them don't pick a place, and the place to stay at night is the utility room originally prepared by Gu Siwei.

It's not that Gu Siwei neglects the two of them, but that the two of them refuse to live in Gu Siwei's study. They are also uncomfortable living in, because Gu Siwei's study is relatively clean, and the two of them are afraid that they will mess up and dirty.

Both of them are particular about people, for fear that their behavior will cause trouble to others, so in comparison, the utility house is more suitable for them.

Gu Siwei can also understand this mood, he himself has had it, that is, when he enters a five-star hotel, the kind that is particularly luxurious, he trembles in his heart when he closes it once, for fear that he will make something laughable.

But after coming and going, there is no such psychological burden when the skin is thick, and every time I don't go to the front desk of the hotel with my colleagues, I feel like I haven't lived in a hotel.

Everyone also worked for a long time, and Sun Qiumei and her family took a bath on the edge of the canal, and then went back to the house to sleep.

Gu Siwei, Hu Yanqiu, and Sicui didn't stay outside for long, and they all went back to the house to rest within half an hour.

(End of chapter)