My whole family is dancing

Chapter 18 But she is very good at making candy
In the yard of Baijia, Bai Nanxing, the eldest grandson of Baijia, was practicing fishing for oil pans. When he saw him looking for copper coins in the bubbling oil pan, one arm was hot and red, and Bai Yegen's eyes were red and he kept saying, " It's ripe, it's ripe, it's ripe."

"Wow, big brother's arms are all familiar, woo woo woo. I can smell it."

Bai Fu'er and his brother Bai Mugwort walked over together and gave a thumbs up to Bai Nanxing who had already taken out the coins, Bai Nanxing looked at the arm that was not serious, "Ye Ye, brother's arm is really familiar. already?"

Bai Yegen covered his eyes and dared not look, "It's cooked, I can smell it, it's sweet and fragrant."

He swallowed as he spoke, and remembered that it was his elder brother's arm, and cried even more.

Everyone in the yard laughed. His mother, Mrs. Zhang, smiled and said, "Open your eyes and see, what are your third sister and fourth brother eating?"

Bai Yegen carefully opened a gap, and when he saw his third sister eating a roasted sweet potato, Bai Fuer gave him half of it, "Hey, this is the eldest brother's arm."

Ah Wu bit on the sweet potato, "Sanjie is bad."

Momofuku ate like a small cat, and said with a smile that he would take him to mow the rabbit in the afternoon, because in the afternoon the family would practice going up the Knife Mountain and crossing the Fire Bridge, and that stuff really looked scary.

This bowl of Duan Gong rice is not so delicious. Just like the hot oil pan just now, it is actually filled with vinegar. It looks amazing, but the temperature is not as high as imagined, but it still needs long-term practice. Several of his older brothers suffered because of this, and their arms were changed several times.

Not easy.

At this time, the spring ploughing has ended, there are still busy people in the fields, the seeds of the rice have been sown, and when the rice will be planted soon, the villagers will not be idle for a moment.

The children are also running all over the mountains and fields. In April, the wild fruits such as mulberry and sheep are also ripe. Whether it is a boy or a girl in the village, there is no one who can’t climb trees. The last mulberry tree was full of black purple.

At this moment, the three brothers and sisters who went out to mow the grass were nesting in a mulberry tree. The louver root was younger, and they sat on the tree branch and ate the mulberry bubbles sent by the two sisters. The sweet food was a show off. Eating sour eyebrows can wrinkle together.

Bai Fu'er looked at the full head of mulberry with a pity, "If this mulberry is picked and made into sauce, we can eat it with steamed buns in the morning and in the afternoon, it must be delicious."

Bai Guo'er picked two big, black and purple mulberries for her, "It takes a lot of sugar to make jam. How expensive is the sugar. Grandma won't agree."

Momofuku became restless, "Second sister, I want to eat brown sugar steamed buns."

"Fu'er, you're thinking too much." Bai Guo'er couldn't believe her ears, "Even if our family is rich in the village, milk doesn't dare to buy brown sugar at will, then only who doesn't buy brown sugar. You can only drink a little when you are comfortable, how can you want to eat brown sugar steamed buns?"

"Remember the brown sugar cake my dad brought back last time?"

Baiyegen nodded first, "I remember, I eat the most and it's delicious."

Bai Guo'er sighed, "The brown sugar cake is two hundred cents, my mother even scolded him, and my milk scolded him too."

Baifuer's eyes were bright, "Third sister, I think there was still a lot of sugarcane in the fields in winter. Do you still have sugarcane at home in the village? Let's go buy some and I'll make brown sugar for you. ."

Every household in Wenchang Village will grow some fruit, and some sugar cane, that is, to sweeten their mouths. During the Chinese New Year, every child in every household is gnawing on sugar cane, and their mouths can sip bubbles.

"Fu'er, when will you make brown sugar?"

Baifuer rolled her eyes, "I don't know, but I think I will."

Just kidding, she was the daughter of the Sugar King in her previous life. Is there any sugar at home?
It can be said that she is not good at cooking, but she is very good at making sugar.

This is the benefit of drinking Mengpo soup with water.

Oops, she took the heroine's script, hahahaha.

Seeing her smirk, Bai Guoer was helpless, "There should be sugar cane in the house of Zhang San's grandpa in the village, so I don't know if it's bad or not?"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go and see."

She slid down from the tree first, picked up her little backpack, and was about to run.

Bai Guoer stopped her and forcibly dragged her back to wash her face, "It's like a little cat."

Momofuku smirked, who would have thought that one day she would be able to get so dirty that she didn't even need to wash her own face.

Zhang Sanye made a basket at home, and when he saw Baifuer, he greeted her cheerfully, "Fuer, what are you looking for with your third grandfather?"

Before she could speak, Bai Fu'er saw a very ingenious basket, "Third grandpa, the baskets you made are so beautiful."

Every household in the village has a nest of bamboo forests, either in front of their own house or on the hillside behind, so the men in every household in the village will make up some household items, such as baskets, rakes, baskets, dustpans, baskets, etc. Not everyone knows things, such as mats, baskets that can be sold for money, and children's backpacks.

The things that Zhang Sanye made can be sold for money. His bamboo strips are thin and thin, and they are smooth and not sticky, and he can be regarded as a craftsman.

Seeing that Baifuer was rare, Zhang Sanye happily took out a very delicate little basket, "This is what the third grandfather learned from the county, and the editing is not good, you can play with it and pretend it is good. very."

Momofuku's happy result, two small baskets the size of a slap, with some openings closed in, round and smooth.

"Third grandpa, if you put a floral cloth on the inside and wrap it around with a floral cloth strip on the outside, it will look amazing, and it will definitely sell well."

Her words were heard by Zhang Qingqing who just came back from mowing the grass. She is the granddaughter of Mr. Zhang. She is 14 years old this year, but she is the first-class pretty girl in the village. In the eyes of the boys in the village, she is even more beautiful than Baihuaer a little bit.

"Fu'er, you said that this method is really good, and the rags are not expensive." She put down the basket and took the small basket and turned into the room, and when she came out again, there was a flower cloth inside, "Lord, look, So lovely."

Third Master Zhang also thinks it looks good, "It's not bad, then I'll make up a few more, and use Fu'er's method to wrap it up, and I can sell it for an extra two dollars."

"Fu'er, the third grandpa is taking advantage of you."

Zhang Qingqing smiled like the peach blossoms that were still blooming in the village last month. It was very beautiful. Holding the small basket, she said, "Fu'er, wait a moment, I'll wrap it up for you soon."

"Guo'er, I'll pack one of yours when my grandfather makes it up and bring it to you."

Bai Guoer happily hugged her shoulders, "I knew that Sister Qingqing would never forget me."

(End of this chapter)