My whole family is dancing

Chapter 101 This bowl of rice is not easy

"Fu'er, this candy doesn't look like much?"

Looking at the maltose that has been placed in the wooden basin, Wu Qiang is a bit square, so much wheat and rice, with such a little sugar, how can he make money?

"It's not the same as the ones sold on the street."

Bai Changfu was fixing the shelf of pulling candy for a while, and said cheerfully, "This is not finished yet, you will know what's going on in a while."

"Fu'er, are the peanuts and sesame seeds ready?"

He likes the one with peanuts the most. It tastes delicious, and when he is tired in the field, he feels strong when he throws a piece in his mouth.

Baifuer is using a rice sieve to sift peanuts. The fried peanuts that have been rubbed and peeled are very fragrant. Granny Li has already set up the table, and the glutinous rice flour to be used is also on the table.

Baifang'er wrote down all these carefully, and after a while, Baifu'er said that sugar was almost enough.

Bai Changfu, who only had one experience, began to teach Wu Qiang the technique of pulling sugar. Wu Qiang got started after watching it for a while, and sighed while trying to figure out the essentials, "It's strange, this has changed color, more and more gone."

Baifuer couldn't explain to them what air superposition is, so he could only choose not to speak, and the children sat on a bench and ate stir-frying candy.

Wu Qiang is more dexterous than Bai Changfu in this aspect, and after a while, he managed to pull decently. This time, Zuo Zuo and his family ate, and it doesn't matter that he pulls badly. If you want to make money, you have to give them a chance to exercise.

"In the future, we should make some slanted candy piles. This doesn't seem to be going well."

Wu Qiang was sweating profusely, "Fu'er is right, it's not very smooth, it should be tilted upwards, so that it can be hooked directly with a flick, and can use skill."

When he was almost done pulling, the stick of malt candy was already quite long, and the remaining Baifanger started to knead and stir the sugar. After some operations, the pile of malt candy lumps in the rice sieve on the table was as high as a hill.

Wu Qiang has already eaten a piece, so what should I say?

After being tired for so long, this candy tastes sweet and fragrant, and everything is worth it.

Both the husband and wife participated in the whole process, and they understood the details thoroughly. Granny Li immediately said, "If you want to do it, go back and start preparing. Let's pack it up today."

"Hua'er is still in the city helping you to look after the house, I don't worry."

Xiao Li was also very worried. Bai Fang'er planted some vegetables in the new house and bought a few chickens. Her flowers could only be left there to help take care of them. Although her father often went to sell medicinal materials recently, Wu Qiang There is, but she is very worried.

It's just hard to say.

As soon as Xiao Cuicui ate maltose, she heard that she was going to leave. How could she have thought of that at such a young age, she got off the stool and hugged Bai Guoer's leg, leaning her small face on her knee, the meaning was self-evident.

Bai Fang'er was also worried about Hua'er, so she quickly packed her things, coaxed Xiao Cuicui in her arms, and left before noon.

Bai Changqing followed, carrying silver on his body, he was going to order sugar cane.

The mouth-watering Daqing mule finally ate maltose, and he was a little weak, mainly because he had been craving for too long, and two pieces of candy really couldn't satisfy his craving.

Bai Changfu also got busy with his two sons. To harvest rice, he had to be fully prepared.

Li Po pondered for a while, and said to Xiao Li: "When the time comes, the three of you sisters-in-law will go to the grain drying field to dry the millet, and Guo'er and Fu'er will stay at home and help me cook."

When the family is in a hurry, no one can be lazy, not even the two mules. They have to go to the fields to transport the grain to the grain drying ground.

As soon as he heard that he had to go to work in the fields, the big mule immediately quit, and then gave in to the temptation of adding two more pieces of maltose every day.

After two rains, the scorching sun ushered in. The extremely humid rice fields were baked by the sun, and the heat waves surged upwards. Just standing in the fields and doing nothing, sweat beads will soon cover your face , the chirping of cicadas on the branches made the most ear-piercing neighing since summer, making people feel hotter and hotter.

At this time, the rice fields are full of villagers who step on the fields barefoot with their trouser legs in their arms. They bend over and keep harvesting rice. As they move forward slowly, there are rice piles piled up like hills behind them. Only then will they push their own grain mixing buckets to the field with great effort, and start the most tiring part of harvesting rice, threshing the rice.

The grain-mixing bucket is made of wood, with four directions tilted outward like a bowl. Grab a handful of rice stalks with attached rice ears, lift them up high and slap them heavily on the edge of the grain-mixing bucket, and the grains of grain will fall into the bucket. In this way, after so many repetitions, often after half a day, these strong laborers will have sore arms and discomfort, but they can't stop until all the rice is threshed.

When the millet is full, a grain mixing bucket has to be picked up in the basket and picked up to the grain drying yard for cleaning and drying.

More than 100 kilograms of wet millet, the strong laborers walked quickly on the field ridge, and the shoulder poles flickered as if they would break at any time. On the ridge, it attracted the envy of many people.

Someone straightened up and was about to take a sip of water, and said loudly: "Uncle Bai, your mule is amazing, you don't need anyone to lead it, you can know the way by yourself, it's all a strong laborer."

The two mules went back and forth on the ridge of the field one after the other, without delaying their work at all, and the people of Baijia just cut and mixed the rice, which saved a lot of effort.

Zhang Jinshun, the Li family's father, and the Wen family's father all came to help, and their eyes were full of envy, wondering if they could borrow it and use it when they collected it.

Bai Fuer ran to look at it, and then ran back quickly, lamenting the true meaning of hard work every grain, it is really not easy to eat this bowl of rice.

Granny Li is very busy, the two granddaughters can't do much, but Qingqing Niang can cook, but she has to go to the farm for everything, saying that the family is small in the first place, so it is not good to take advantage of Baijia.

Zhang Qingqing is already the daughter-in-law of a hundred families, so there is no reason to let him cook at this time.

It is equivalent to saying that she has to cook so many meals by herself, and she has been busy early in the morning.

"Grandma, I suggest not to stir-fry vegetables, just cook all the vegetables together."

"Just take it out of the pot and make it spicy and appetizing."

It's like a dish.

"Then stew another bone soup. Uncle brought back so many bones, it will stink if you don't stew it."

"Just stew bean bone soup, the stewed beans are rotten and fragrant."

Li Po also sighed with hope, and finally accepted her proposal, and lamented that the last time the wild boar came was not at the right time, how good it is to come at this time.

The meat bursts with oil, put down the onion, ginger and garlic, a tablespoon of homemade chili sauce, add water to boil, then put down the vegetables one by one, boil a big pot, and the aroma will waft out after a while.

Thick oil came out of the big bones, which became more fragrant after being absorbed by the beans. Bai Fuer was saving money, picked out the big bones and put them aside, ready to continue stewing tomorrow. There is still a lot of bone oil inside.

(End of this chapter)