Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 101 Chapter [-]: Stepping on the spot

There are two bowls of rice in a large tin can, but there are only two small holes missing, and there is still a lot left.

After dinner, Song Qiu took out the wine dumplings bought last time out of old Yuan's curiosity.

As soon as the old Yuan saw the wine rice, he understood, "Hey, Aqiu, are you planning to make fermented glutinous rice? How can you use this brown rice to make it?"

The Song family had a good time in the past. Several times during the Chinese New Year, they not only made glutinous rice cakes, but also made glutinous rice ball noodles. If there are glutinous rice ball noodles, it is necessary to make fermented glutinous rice, otherwise the glutinous rice balls will not taste good when cooked.

But fermented glutinous rice is made of glutinous rice.

It is because glutinous rice is more expensive, and they are reluctant to let go of even brown rice, so making fermented glutinous rice is a rich thing.

"It can also be made with brown rice, just wait and see." Song Qiu said.

Although brown rice is not as fragrant as glutinous rice, but when she was a child in her previous life, she always ate fermented glutinous rice made from leftovers that she cooked at home, and she thought that was the most fragrant.

Besides, she plans to sell it by using brown rice, and the cost is lower, so she can sell it cheaper, otherwise the glutinous rice is expensive, and if others don't eat it, it will be a loss.

Just use brown rice, like that.

Song Qiu put all the rice in the tin pot into a clean large pottery basin, then crushed one and a half wine sticks into it, grasped the rice evenly with his hands, and let the broken wine sticks fully blend in .

Finally, the rice was pressed tightly, and two holes were drilled with fingers from the middle, and then the clay pot was tightly covered with a wooden stand, and placed on the side of the stove.

It's summer now, not as cold as winter, so you don't need to cover it with cotton wool to generate heat, just leave it like this, the cooking and boiling water on the stove will also have heat, and it can also be fermented.

Two days at most will be fine.

The old Yuan family hadn't made fermented glutinous glutinous rice in summer, and when it was done in the cold winter months, it was wrapped tightly in three layers inside and outside three layers like covering sweat.

Seeing Song Qiu just put it on the stove, the corners of his mouth twitched. Are you sure it can be done?

……

In the afternoon, Song Qiu went to Liu Caigui's house and saw that they had made two sets of tables and benches in less than a day's work, and he also admired their actions.

According to this, she will be able to start selling in less than two days.

When I got home, I took the hatchet and went up the mountain with Zhang Lihua.

"Lihua, I won't be chopping firewood in the afternoon, you can do it yourself, I will go to Ear Mountain, and chop some bamboos back home."

As soon as Zhang Lihua heard it, she said: "Then I'll go to Ershan Mountain too. There are many miscellaneous trees in the forest outside. I can just hug some dry branches. I happened to carry a basket on my back and hug the dead tree underneath. The less the leaves go back to ignite the fire, the bigger it will be!"

After talking, the two went up the mountain and then turned down to Ershan Mountain.

After entering Ershan, the two worked separately, Zhang Lihua went to hug her dry branches, Song Qiu walked around the bamboo forest with a hatchet to see which bamboo was suitable for her to chop back and make some bamboo cups.

The bamboo used to make the cups, first of all, the bamboo should not be too tender, it must be a little old, otherwise, the bamboo tube will not last long.

She also used it for passers-by to drink tea, and she doesn't know how to make it too good, as long as it can be used.

After walking around, Song Qiu finally picked two bamboos, and then he started to chop the bamboo ends.

First cut down the two bamboos to the ground, and then cut the two most suitable sections from the middle waist to the middle.

The two bamboos came out at four lengths from the waist and were tied with straw ropes, and Song Qiu had to carry them up with great effort.

After going down the mountain, Song Qiu went directly to Liu Caigui's house with the bamboo knots on his shoulders.

His family does carpentry and has tools.

Song Qiu didn't delay them from making the table, but only borrowed their useless things.

First use a small saw to divide the bamboo tube into a tube with a base, then use a small file to smooth the inside of the bamboo tube, then smooth the base and the outside of the bamboo tube, and finally use sandpaper to grind the whole again.

When making some small pieces of furniture, you need to use small tools to process wood. These things are really easy to use.

The four pieces of bamboo that were carried back made about [-] or [-] bamboo cups, which Song Qiu reckoned would be enough, and she wasn't disposable, she would use them again after washing them.

So he went home with a basket of bamboo cups. After returning home, he boiled hot water, mixed some salt, and soaked the bamboo cups.

Soak it in this way to get rid of the smell of bamboo, and then you can use it.

Now everything is ready, just wait for the tables and benches to be ready and go out of the stall.

Song Qiu was not in a hurry, and went to the Changhe River early the next morning, and sat in the thatched hut for half the morning, watching the people coming and going, and counting how many people he could pass in such a morning.

Passers-by also saw a thatched shed here. Although there were no benches or tables, they hid in it if they really wanted to rest their feet. After all, it can shade the sun.

Song Qiu just sat and watched, seeing that the groups of people who came in before and after were all filled with water in water bags, sat on the spot, and quenched their thirst when they were taken out.

There are also some rough people who are in a hurry, don't have enough water, and don't pay attention to anything, just take the water bag and fill the river with water to drink.

The raw water in the river is no better than the well water at home, and some people with a weak spleen and stomach will have diarrhea and dysentery when they drink it.

But some people are in good health and don't care.

The big man who had just filled his water bladder from the river and drank enough was about to get on his horse and continue to set off. When he saw the little girl sitting in the thatched shed staring at him, he couldn't help touching his face, but there was nothing there. .

Curiously, he took two steps here, "Hey, little girl, what are you doing sitting here? Why are you looking at me all the time? Do I have an extra eye or a mouth?"

Song Qiu saw that he was alone, riding a tall horse. He was dark and dark, but he didn't look scary.

He said: "I see that you have poured a lot of river water, uncle. I wonder if you will have diarrhea?"

Hearing the words, the big man raised his head and laughed a few times, and then said with a smile: "Grandpa, I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years. I don't know how many tanks I drank from rivers and streams. Diarrhea? That has never happened."

"I said that you little girl is fine and sitting on the side of the road, and you are not afraid that some bad guy will come and take you away?"

Song Qiu pointed to the village that can be seen at a glance behind the Changhe, "My home is there, and people in the village can hear it as soon as I call. This official road is full of passers-by every day. Everyone is busy on the road. How can there be such a thing?" Are you free to do something bad?"

This is true, those who walk the official road are people who are in a hurry, Xiao Xiaozai does not dare to walk the official road in a fair way, and even swaggers.

The big man's eyes flashed, thinking that after chasing him for a long time, he didn't see anyone, maybe those people didn't take this official path?

He rubbed his head, then looked at Song Qiu again, "You are right, little girl, okay, I'm still in a hurry, so I won't tell you any more, go home quickly."

After all, he got on the horse and galloped away neatly and simply.

Song Qiu looked back and saw another convoy slowly approaching from the north. This official road is really full of people coming and going.

She looked at the bare thatched shed, thought for a while, and went back to the village with her hands behind her back, heading straight to the village chief's house.

(End of this chapter)