Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5795
"Then maybe it's because she has high vision and doesn't like those shopkeepers who are over half a hundred years old. She is waiting for a little boy, and she has a wild mind!" Yang Huaming said intentionally.

Sun smiled: "Don't be so stubborn, tell me quickly, why are you arguing again?"

Yang Huaming then told the whole story.

Clapping his hands, he said angrily: "Give me the key, isn't that intentional to humiliate me, a gentleman, I don't want it, I don't want it to be killed!"

Sun laughed 'pooh'.

"I said fourth son, fourth son, you have been a shrewd person for half your life, why are you so confused this time?"

"The fourth sibling gave you the key. You still don't understand what it means? Is it possible that she really wants to go out of her way to poke you? You, you!"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Yang Huaming rubbed his head, still with a question mark on his face.

At this time, Yang Huazhong pulled the carriage over, and Sun couldn't say much, "Fourth brother, think carefully on the way."

Yang Huaming drove the carriage to Qingshui Town, thinking about Sun's words all the way.

Suddenly, he remembered the "good times" when he was young and hooked up with those widows in ten miles and eight villages, or lonely women whose men were working outside. At that time, the most common sentence said by the other party was: "Dead ghost , come at night, I will leave the door (window) for you.”

The nerve in his brain snapped and Yang Huaming understood.

"This old lady, I'm afraid I'm lonely and impatient and want to give me the key? Well, if you dare to stay, I will go if you dare. Just treat it like a prostitute who doesn't give you money. See if you are in a hurry!"

The fourth son Yang felt that he had won the tug-of-war of marriage, he was in a good mood, whistled loudly, tightened the reins and galloped towards Qingshui Town.

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The wheat was harvested and put into the warehouse, and Mrs. Sun was very happy. She scooped out fresh wheat flour and planned to make a good pasta meal for the family at noon.

This is also the custom of the peasant households, and the harvest is rare. For those peasant households who have tightened their belts and endured it for several months, it is hard to survive until the wheat is ripe, and they have to eat two full meals?
For those families, sticking cakes, rolling noodles, and steaming steamed buns are the most extravagant things.

After waiting for the limelight of early adopters, you have to continue to live your life with calculations, and there is no room for extravagance and waste.

But Yang Huazhong's house is different, look at the stove in the backyard, Jiaojiao is standing in the small cart that Yang Huazhong made by himself, Luo Baobao is squatting aside, teasing Jiaojiao with a rattle in his hand.

A large panel was spread out on the side of the desk, and Sun, Yang Ruoqing, and Xiao Duoniang all wore aprons and rolled up their sleeves to go into battle.

Sun is in charge of kneading and waking up the dough, while Xiaoduo and Yang Ruoqing are in charge of mixing the stuffing.

Large and small copper pots are placed in a row, with leek and egg stuffing, pork belly sauce and dried shallot stuffing, cabbage vermicelli minced meat stuffing, pickled cabbage and spicy tofu stuffing, and red bean paste, jujube paste and osmanthus flower stuffing...

"Our kitchen can catch up with Zhang Ji's early shop in the town. There are so many tricks!" Xiaoduo said excitedly while mixing stuffing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "That's a must. We have buns, dumplings, pies and big glutinous rice balls with all kinds of fillings. We have them at home today. By the way, we will steam brown sugar cakes later, and put some red dates and raisins on top."

Mrs. Sun, who was kneading the dough, raised her head: "Yeah, do you put the raisins too? That stuff is so rare, so don't put it away, and leave it for Baobao and Jiaojiao as snacks!"

Xiaoduo also said: "Sister, what mother said is right, raisins are too rare, save them as snacks for the children, use them to make hair cakes, and those hair cakes are going to be sent to relatives and friends, I feel distressed when I think about it, Mother, do you feel distressed?"

Mrs. Sun nodded hurriedly, "Then there's no need to say, it costs a hundred yuan a catty, and it's more expensive than pork."

Sun and Xiaoduo talked to each other, but Yang Ruoqing just listened with a smile.

In modern times, raisins are the most common and common snacks in supermarkets.

But in this ancient era, raisins in inland areas are the queen of snacks, and the price is sky-high.

On the one hand, it is the output, hope the sky will harvest.

The second reason is the inconvenient transportation.

The inland climate is not conducive to the cultivation of grapes, the yield is low and the taste is poor.

The real good grapes come from the Western Regions, and the same is true of raisins. Transporting raisins from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, backward logistics, various bandit and bandit villages along the way, product loss, and the superposition of various costs, when the raisins enter the Central Plains, Can the price be lower?
The raisins at home are brought back from the capital by Daan and Xiaohua.

Not much, just five catties, to make snacks for the children at home.

"Mother, Duo'er, there are five catties of raisins, half a catty is enough to make hair cakes, and the rest is enough for the children to eat."

Yang Ruoqing comforted her mother and sister with a smile, "The more good things are, the rarer things are. Children eat big heads, and adults also have to eat small heads. We must establish the concept of sharing for them from an early age. Eating alone for a long time is easy for children to develop. A selfish heart."

"But, if we adults eat one more grain, the children will eat one less..." Mrs. Sun was still reluctant to eat it, always thinking that it would be a waste and a waste for adults to eat it.

Yang Ruoqing then said to Sun: "Everything should be done in moderation, and the rarest is the most precious. At worst, I'll send a letter to Daan and the others to send some back. Listen to me this time and grab half a catty." Come out and steam the brown sugar cake."

Xiaoduo was also persuaded, "Mother, then listen to my sister, let's try it too."

Sun was still struggling, so Yang Ruoqing called Luo Baobao and told her about the matter.

There is no need to explain it clearly, Luo Baobao immediately understood Yang Ruoqing's intentions, squatted in front of the small cart to wipe Jiaojiao's saliva, raised his head and said loudly to Mrs. Sun: "Grandma, let's eat steamed cakes together. To be honest, raisins are a little bit sweet." It's sour, eating too much is bad for your teeth, I still want to ask my mother to make soup, let's drink it together!"

Yang Ruoqing immediately said: "That's right, raisin stew is also a very good sweet soup. I will stew it later, and we all drink it together."

The granddaughter had already spoken, so Sun had no choice but to compromise.

The big guys then happily steamed pasta and made pastries. The smoke in the chimney never stopped throughout the whole day.

When the first batch of steamed buns, steamed buns, and curly hair cakes came out of the pan, Mrs. Sun directly took a big basket and put some of each cake in it, and handed them to Yang Ruoqing: "Go, give some to relatives and friends, Come back if it’s not enough.”

Yang Ruoqing looked at the basket full of pastries, "Wealthy and powerful, my mother is mighty and domineering!"

Sun smiled, and picked up another basket and handed it to Xiaoduo: "Send it to the pasture for the big guys to try."

The cattle dealer, Yang Huazhong, and Luo Tiejiang are all here, leading the craftsmen to build the Guanyin Temple!
(End of this chapter)