Take a fool to farm

Chapter 131 A Different Kind of Leaf Cake (2)
"Mom, it's okay, Xiao Linzi will ride very slowly, don't worry, I will treat you like my mother-in-law and won't let you suffer!" Xiao Linzi stepped forward to please and whispered: "Mommy, this mountain is not fun at all, you That's enough, give Xiao Linzi an excuse to go out for a day, and return to Xu's house tomorrow!"

I think you are my own mother!What else can Madam Zheng say, well, just accept this cheap son, and it doesn't matter if they ride a horse together.

"Mom, remember to buy some zongzi!" When Xiao Linzi led the horse down the mountain, Mammy Zheng naturally followed, but Ke'er shouted at her back.

"This gluttonous girl!" Madam Zheng turned her head and smiled, "Take care of Miss Hou at home, and cook something delicious for you when Madam comes back!"

Horseback riding is indeed much faster.It was only midnight when Madam Zheng came back.

"There are vegetables and meat, rice and noodles!" Ke'er looked at A Sheng's full back and said, "It's a pity that there are no zongzi!"

"You're so greedy!" Madam Zheng couldn't help but glared at her: "The zongzi is also made of rice, what's so delicious, today Madam will let you pay for the good things you've never eaten before!" The ingredients were brought into the kitchen and said: "Come pick ramie leaves with me later!"

"Ramie leaf cake!" Not only had Ke'er never heard of it, but no one in the family had ever heard of it, and even the well-informed Nanny Hu became a little more curious.

"This is a snack in my hometown, and I haven't eaten it for some years. Recently, I saw that the ramie is growing well and the leaves are tender, and my heart is moved. It just so happens that the young master is here, so I will make some more and bring them back to my wife to repay the freshness!" Madam Zheng nodded to explain.

Except for Luo Shi and Jiang Ling who were making lunch dishes, those who wanted to try something new went out to help pick ramie leaves.Over there, Ah Sheng was talking about house repairs to old Han Tou, his father and his son, and Xu Wei's master and servant.

"Mother Zheng, is it this kind of tender leaf?" Han Feng asked gently pinching a leaf on the tip of the ramie.

"Yes, just these young leaves, even the tips!" The little Ye Zizheng who took over the Han Feng stroked her head, what a good child, the lady was so smart and capable back then, and now she grows up. When I grow up and get married, it's not so easy.

"Mommy, here, Xiaobao picked it!" Xiaobao also handed over a leaf fawningly.

"Okay, Xiaobao is so good!" Madam Zheng took Xiaobao's leaves and put them into a bamboo basket, "Han Feng, can you take Xiaobao to play on the road?" Throw away that leaf, how can such an old leaf be eaten.

"First wash these fresh mugwort leaves, soak them in boiling water, and wring them dry." There are so many people and strength, and they picked a basket full in a short while. Madam Zheng carried them back to the kitchen, followed by Jiao Niang and Ke'er.As for whether to eat food or steal a teacher to learn art, the master and servant have their own thoughts.Mammy Hu just wanted to be more sophisticated, and after she probably knew how to do it, she stopped asking, but participated in the discussion on building the house.

"The second step is to chop up these cooked ingredients for later use." Madam Zheng put the ramie leaves on the cutting board and raised the knife.

"Mommy, Ke'er, let's chop!" It's simple, I don't just know how to talk, but I can also use my hands. "What do you think should be done next?" He asked while chopping.

"Next, we need to fully mix the flour with the chopped leaves, pour water and stir evenly." I have to say that Ke'er's chopping speed is so slow that Jiang Ling couldn't stand it anymore, and took the knife from her hand , chopping up rhythmically.Compared with Ke'er's sound and rhythm of chopping leaves, it was not at the same level at all, and he quickly chopped the ripe leaves.

"The noodles are reconciled, tell me, should we fry them or steam them?" Madam Zheng was also sweating from exhaustion, but Ke'er took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her, which is not considered filial piety Madam Zheng was mainly afraid that the beads of sweat would fall into the dough, no one would be able to eat a good pot of noodle cake no matter how fragrant it was.

(End of this chapter)