Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 184 Better than Flying Claws
Huang Yuanchai, which had been in the sun for several days, was completely dry, and the Siheyuan, which had been bustling all day on the second day of the lunar new year, became lively again on the third day of the new year.

Shu Yingtong bought the glutinous Dahe rice that is unique to the Liangshi area a few years ago. The rice made from this kind of rice is not as good as indica rice, but it is the best rice for making Huangyuan rice crackers.

It not only has the softness and stickiness of glutinous rice, but also neutralizes the toughness of indica rice.

Shu Yingtong was dragged by Zhu Yu to help in the kitchen early in the morning, today's work was heavy, except for Shuan'er and Yuan Bao, no one else could run away.

The ashes from the stove had been cleaned long ago, and for the past two days, bundles of yellow yuan firewood were burned for cooking.

Shovel out the firewood ash and put it in a cloth bag, put it on the wooden barrel and shower it with water, and the firewood ash water slowly flows into the barrel.

Yellow gardenia is the most commonly used natural coloring material by farmers, and it is used for coloring rice crackers.At the same time, it is also a traditional Chinese medicine, and drinking it in water is also very clear.

The stove was steaming hot, Shu Yingtong set up a bench, Zhu Yu rolled in a big chest-high basket, put it on the bench and set it up.

The rice steamer is fragrant, and the whole kitchen is full of strong rice fragrance.She lifted the wooden handle cover, held the handle of the rice cooker and easily lifted the rice cooker down and put it back in the basket.

Shu Yingtong and Zhenniang quickly spread the rice evenly with a rice spoon, and then mixed the firewood ash soap water that had been filtered several times and the brewed yellow gardenia water and poured it on the rice.

Stir repeatedly while hot, so that every grain of rice is covered with golden color.The rice spoon couldn't achieve the effect, so the three of them started to mix it directly, and the rice was so hot that their hands were red.

After the soap water on the rice dries up, it is shoveled back into the steamer, put on a high heat and steamed for a while.

There were three large stone mortars in the yard. I heard that Shu Yingtong's family was going to beat rice crackers. The men went home after paying New Year's greetings and returned to the yard with long pestles.

"Here we come!" Zhu Yu yelled, carrying the rice cooker out and putting it on the side of the stone mortar, "I have to make this rice cracker rice cracker today, I need to work hard! There are still two pots left, don't miss it in a while." I have strength!"

Huzi Daddy held the long pestle and pounded the mortar hard a few times, "Hey~Although we are not as strong as you, we still have enough strength to beat rice crackers. Look!"

Shu Yingtong and Zhu Yu each took a big spoon and quickly added rice to the stone mortar.

The men yelled and shouted a chant: "Hit rice crackers, hoo hoo~ Hit rice crackers, hoo hoo~" The long pestle fell on the yellow rice like raindrops.

After the two divided the rice, they also picked up the long pestle next to them and went to a stone mortar to beat rice crackers.

"Hey? Why don't you guys yell!" Zhu Yu yelled a few times and stopped, squinting his eyes and glanced at Jing Yunyan, Shu Yingtong, Si Yao, Xuemei and Hu Yang one by one.

Si Yao rolled his eyes, and kept holding the stone mortar in his hand, "Tch~ can you shout more powerfully? Who wants to shout such inexplicable things."

Shu Yingtong agreed without saying a word.

She is not interested in this kind of inexplicable sense of ritual, and this thing does not need rhythm.

"How exciting~ Populus euphratica, let's shout!"

Hu Yang cleared his throat, opened his mouth, "Well, forget it."

In this circle, except for Zhu Yu who was very excited, everyone else's consciousness was unprecedentedly unified, and they all expressed that they only wanted to work hard and didn't want to open their mouths.

The yellow rice grains in the stone mortar gradually became soft and sticky together, and the long pestle worked together to pick the sticky and firm rice crackers into the large oiled basket.

Everyone put down the long pestles and washed their hands. They rubbed oil on their hands and began to knead thick rice crackers or thin strips.

Shu Yingtong and Zhu Yu went back to the kitchen to continue steaming the second pot of rice.

After working all morning, the helpers smiled and refused to keep food. They only took some rice crackers home to eat with their families.

Everyone is tired. If they eat here, they have to prepare meals again. It is too troublesome and unnecessary.

When the table was set at noon, various rice crackers of strange shapes appeared in the rice sieve, and the corners of Shu Yingtong's eyes twitched.

She had already complained about it when she took it back to steam, but after steaming it, there were only four words in her heart.

"Come on, Shuan'er, this is the Seven Fairies you made. I steamed it specially on the side, hahaha~" Zhu Yu laughed loudly, and put a plate of rice crackers in front of him that could barely distinguish the head from the body.

With a bitter face, Shuan'er picked up a flat fairy with chopsticks, "It's not like this when I pinch..."

Shu Yingtong picked up a stick of rice cracker, rolled it in the dipping dish with garlic seedlings mixed with soy sauce, and it tasted pretty good after eating it.

Because of the addition of liquid soap, it has a more chewy and refreshing taste than rice cakes.

Generally, only close relatives will come to pay New Year’s greetings. If you are free in the afternoon, the cold rice crackers will harden and can be stored until the fifteenth day of the new year if soaked in a bucket of diluted soap.

When you want to eat, pick up a tube and wash it, cut it into pieces and eat it boiled or fried, all of which have different flavors.

Zheluo is eaten on the fourth day of the new year, and all the semi-finished meat dishes and vegetarian dishes made on New Year's Eve are all stewed in a pot.

When a chopstick goes down, what is picked up is fate.

The broom cannot be used for three days, and the fourth day is poor, and the sundries and garbage have to be cleaned out.

The house was cleaned up to welcome the gods, Shu Yingtong was directed by Zhenniang to go around.

Originally, these things were done by men, but Jing Yunyan was not considered a serious son-in-law, so Zhenniang had to settle for second best and let Shu Yingtong do it.

Sacrificial animals were served, incense candles were lit, and fruits should have been placed, but instead of dry goods such as dried dates and longan.

Shu Yingtong bit the bullet and finished the process before going to take a shower and get ready for bed.

After returning to the room, Jing Yunyan was packing her luggage, and she was scheduled to leave on the fifth day of the lunar new year, and there was no further delay.

Shu Yingtong opened the closet and took out two stab-proof suits from the top corner, "One for you and Si Yao."

She didn't know what country Nandi was from, and she didn't ask.But asking them to go there in person is definitely not a piece of cake, and there are never too many things for self-defense.

Jing Yunyan took it, rubbed her fingers on the fabric for a while, took her hand and said solemnly, "Tongtong, there are 12 people in my line...can you..."

Shu Yingtong nodded, "Go out first."

After he went out, she entered the space and did a precise search at the trading house. Stab-proof clothing is not something that cannot be circulated, and it is easy to buy.

She searched for several other items, and finally bought only one thing that was slightly useful.

After opening the door, Jing Yunyan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the pile of stab-resistant suits on the table, and didn't ask any questions.

"This one is for you. It is better than the flying claw cable. As long as you pull the trigger, it has a strong explosive force and can penetrate walls or trees at will. There are also matching protective gloves inside to prevent the steel cable from hurting your hands when you escape."

The fly in the ointment is that the standard is a bit outdated, and in the previous life, this kind of system had long been eliminated.

However, this kind of cold weapon is still very useful in ancient times. After all, their backward smelting technology can't make this kind of precision material.

Shu Yingtong opened the box in his hand, and Jing Yunyan fell in love with a black crossbow gun that looked even sharper and colder against the light.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up and rubbed it carefully. It is light, and it is not iron or silver. It is extremely hard. "Is this what you use? This craftsman is too good..."

Shu Yingtong smiled, "I don't need this kind of stuff for a long time."

(End of this chapter)