The recipe was hidden by Lin Lu, but Han Chuan still didn't know what she was going to cook, and she had to grind it. Although Shi Tong can make this thing, it is because he has done work for nobles, and civilians rarely use this thing. Now the grain is milled, that is, the grain is crushed, and then the crumbs are used to make cakes and eat.

This small mill is much smaller than the current mill, it is not the same as what Shi Tong has done before, it is the recipe with a pattern, Lin Lu drew it, and Han Chuan took it to Shi's house and asked them to do it.

They had vacated an empty house, which had just been moved into the house yesterday, and which was now used to house a small stone mill. Lin Lu pushed it, very satisfied, and praised: "Uncle's craftsmanship is really good." ”

Han Xin and Han Wu, under the propaganda of their father, also knew that their mother was going to make something delicious, and they also gathered at this time and touched the stone mill curiously, Han Wu was not happy: "It's not delicious." ”

"Grandma will use it to make it for you." Han Xin comforted him, and the two touched for a while, and looked at Lin Lu together. Lin Lu was funny, and blamed Han Chuan: "If you want to soak it overnight, it will be easy to do it tomorrow morning, let you tell them early, it's okay now, I won't be able to sleep at night." ”

"I can't sleep either." Han Chuan said with a smile.

However, the family also sleeps very well now, and falls asleep with a pillow. A family of four said that they couldn't sleep, and they slept more soundly at night. But when the time comes, wake up quickly.

Lin Lu remembered the soaked mushrooms in his heart, and woke up after a radical zero, tiptoed up and dressed, and as soon as he got off the ground, his waist was hugged by Han Chuan: "Haha, don't try to do it secretly." ”

"Beloved!" Lin Lu was taken aback, and slapped his hand hard, but his voice was soft, "I still want you to surprise." ”

"I'm pleasantly surprised right now." Han Chuan sat up and kissed his wife lightly on the side of her neck, "If you want to grind, I will do the hard work, you tell me how to do it." ”

It's winter, it's late in the morning, and I can barely see it. The couple entered the mill, and Lin Lu put the soaked mushrooms into the stone mill, and suddenly became a little nervous.

"I don't know if I can succeed, I wanted to try a few more times, and I'll tell you if I succeed. You're coming. ”

Before Han Chuan could speak, two small heads stuck out of the door frame: "Father and mother!" ”

Han Wu said in his stomach, his father and mother didn't take him with him if they were ready to eat! But was interrupted by Han Xin: "Father, Ah Wu woke up early in the morning and came to see you cook for him." ”

Although Han Xin himself remembered this, he forgot about it when he fell asleep, and slept soundly. As a result, Han Wu, who slept with him, woke up and pulled him, calling non-stop: "Brother, brother, I want to pee." He got up in a daze and peed for Han Wu, but Han Wu refused to sleep, and he had to get up to see his mother make something to eat. Han Xinjue was also disturbed by him, so he had to dress him and bring him over to see.

"Okay, it's coming." It's not appropriate to rush to sleep again, anyway, Han Xin will not make trouble with Han Wu with him, so Han Chuan will let them stay.

The two sat on the ground, watching their parents patiently turn the small stone mill around...... Two laps...... Three laps......

Han Xin suddenly felt that the back of his hand was a little wet, and when he looked down, Han Wu was crooked on his knee and pressed his hand, already asleep, and saliva flowed onto the back of his hand.

"Ugh." He looked at his parents, then at Han Wu, and suddenly felt that he was burdened with some undeserved responsibility.

He was also sleepy, but it was also quite interesting, I don't know when it started, there was a milky white slurry flowing down from the exit of the stone mill, flowing into the wooden barrel that Lin Lu had placed in advance.

It is one of the five grains, but it is as difficult to swallow as wheat rice, and it can only be satisfying, but if it can be made delicious, although the food will not increase, it can be more comfortable to eat it every day. Han Xinzong had seen a lot in his dreams, and even the stone honey used as a tribute in the south had a vague impression, and he had never seen what delicious food could be made with it, so he knelt on the side at this time and watched it for a moment.

Han Chuan looked at his son while grinding, and secretly wondered in his heart. Speaking of which, his family was more particular than his neighbors when he was in his hometown. But no matter how particular he is, after all, he is already an ordinary family, he only teaches his son to sit upright when eating and reading, and usually even he himself sits cross-legged, only paying attention not to sit on the basket.

Why does Ashin sit casually and be so serious, don't be Lujiao, right? She has always been a loving mother, and she is reluctant to speak out to her son. Well? Otherwise, it's the Lujiao in the dream? Ashin said that the mother in the dream was fierce.

But he couldn't tell his son to sit casually, so he had to withdraw his gaze and continue to grind.

Han Xin watched in amazement as the delicate milky white and yellowish slurry flowed from the grinding disc into the barrel, and Han Chuan smiled, "Haven't you seen it?" ”

Only then did he feel that his son was a little childish. I didn't see that day when he was pushed to the ground by the fat boy so calmly, he was a little proud, and his heart said that he would become atmospheric in the future, but on the other hand, he was distressed, and he always felt that it was because of his illness that the child was scared like this.

Still so cute now, he wiped his hands, rubbed a handful on Han Xin's head, continued to put the mushroom and water into the mill, and took a bucket, and another bucket.

Han Wu didn't know when he woke up again, he couldn't wait for his fingers, why did the unpalatable mushroom turn into water when he fell asleep? It's still milky white water like milk. He's only been weaned for a short time, and he's so hungry.

It's so gluttonous, it's so gluttonous, it's so gluttonous!

Han Xin pulled his hand out of his mouth and wiped his mouth with disgust: "Little fool." ”

Han Wu didn't follow, twisted his body and arched him: "Mother, the eldest brother said that I was a little fool." ”

Lin Lu smiled while grinding: "Ah Wu is a glutton, not a little fool." ”

Han Wu was satisfied. He's gluttonous, so he doesn't think his mother is making fun of him.

After grinding a pound of mushrooms, Han Chuan saw Han Xin coming over to see, so he called him: "Go, bring a crockpot." ”

Han Xin was worried that he had nothing to do and fought with his eyelids, so he answered loudly and quickly ran to get a crockpot. Han Wu was also busy with the back of his ass, running here and there, just empty-handed. Han Chuan scooped out a jar of soybean pulp, thought about it, and asked Han Xin to take a big jar, scooping out a total of two cans.

Although he had to cook it on the stove in the end, the mill was empty, and he had put some bits and pieces here, so it was better to filter them here before bringing them over.

Because the two children were relieved, the most troublesome rice every day had to be eaten again, and the women who came to borrow it had all their own rice, and Lin Lu was idle, in addition to making winter clothes for the family, he also happened to make some preparations.

She had woven a new linen cloth, washed it and dried it, and then she took it out and used it. Han Chuan had also been sent by her to buy some plaster to be used as mortar, knowing that she was going to use it, but she didn't know how this thing could be used for food.

Now I can figure it out. Lin Lu had memorized the recipes in the book well, and practiced them many times in his heart, and now he is not afraid to do it. She first filtered out the dregs, but she was reluctant to throw it away, so she put it away and prepared to mix it in the rice and steam it together to eat. The other two cans scooped out are left alone, and the rest of the syrup is carried to the kitchen one by one and boiled in a clay kettle.

After adjusting the gypsum water, Lin Lu saw his two sons follow like farts and called them with a smile: "Look at the changes that Grandma has given you." ”

Han Xin was surprised to find that as the gypsum water was slowly poured into the boiling slurry, the milky slurry slowly surfaced and solidified white milk.

Mother, is this a god?

Helping to bring the trough-shaped wooden plank with a grid made by the stone warehouse, Han Xin watched as Ah Mu wastefully spread a piece of linen cloth on it, poured the half-solidified wonderful soybean pulp into it and wrapped it, and then put the wooden board and pressed the heavy object, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart: "Ah Mu will not be summoned by the First Emperor as a warlock, right?" - Hey, who is the First Emperor? Why summon a warlock? ”