Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 34 No.30 Chapter Four: Zongzi
The consequence of the noodles being too delicious is that the three of Song and Qiu really ate and rested and ate again until sunset, and after eating the last round, they went to Songshan Village in the setting sun while rubbing their bulging bellies. .

Along the way, there were quite a few people from the same village, and everyone talked and laughed and walked home together, and they didn't feel tired when they walked.

Of course, it's all about the running water table of the Cheng family, and all the mentions are praises.

The woman who ate so much oil could not help clasping her hands together and praying to God that Landlord Cheng’s old lady will live a long life, Landlord Cheng’s grandmother will also live a long life, and Landlord Cheng himself will live a long life age.

Longevity is good, then they will have a lot of running water seats to eat.

Landlord Cheng's grandmother will be [-] years old in the next year, so there must be a running water mat for her [-]th birthday.

I just don't know if Landlord Cheng Da will have a banquet for his [-]th birthday, that will be in the second half of the year.

Once the Cheng family's running water banquet was over, the days ran faster. Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua went up to the mountain to pick up mushrooms at two o'clock and went home to eat and rest, and they were about to enter May.

During the period, Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua picked up a lot of mottled bamboo shells and put them back. The corners of Song Qiu's room were so full of mottled bamboo shells that old Yuan's eyelids twitched.

As the Dragon Boat Festival is getting closer, she is really curious about what to eat.

Zongzi?

What is that?
On the night of April 29, Song Qiu soaked half of the [-] catties of glutinous rice bought last time in water under the curious eyes of the old Yuan. In addition, he also soaked a catty of red beans and mung beans, and soaked red dates on.

Then use a large wooden basin to soak a handful of mottled bamboo shells in it, and use something to hold it down so that the light bamboo shells will not float out and cannot soak the water.

After a good night's sleep, Song Qiu got up early in the morning and busily fished out the mottled bamboo shells that had soaked all night until they softened, and then scrubbed them one by one.

The brush cleans both sides, especially the hairy side, it is better to brush it vigorously, otherwise the hair will be scratched, and the smooth side is clean, just brush it a little.

Then brush it clean and then wash the mottled bamboo shell twice.

In the process of doing it, the old Yuan Shi saw it clearly, and came to help with the scrubbing, and Zhang Lihua next door, although she bought a share and wanted to do this business with Song Qiu, but because of family reasons, she couldn't get close. .

Mottled bamboo shells can be picked up for help, but it is not enough to come and cook together.

Otherwise, can she tell her family to start a food business with Song Qiu or what?

If it is said, where did the capital come from, it is hard to tell.

It can be said that Song Qiu asked her to do a small job, and she had to pay the wages, but the wages were also handed over, so she might as well just invest in shares and not work hard, and it would be the same if she got a little less.

So he could only watch Song Qiu busy with his work, and went up the mountain by himself with a basket on his back.

The mountain fungus is not out of season yet, so she still has to pick it up every day.

Song Qiu and the old Yuan were very busy. Although the old Yuan didn't know what to do, but the granddaughter's stall was so big, she still hoped to make money back.

After brushing and washing the mottled bamboo shells, put them in large baskets and place them in the yard to bask in the sun to dry the water.

Song Qiu then took out the soaked glutinous rice and washed it twice. After washing the mung beans, red beans and red dates in the same way, he started making zongzi.

The next door is very close, and people who are busy in the yard must be able to see clearly. Old Deng was curious and came to ask.

Mrs. Yuan only said what her granddaughter wanted to eat. Mrs. Deng listened, smiled a few times, and didn't ask any more questions.

Don't ask next door, other people in the village are far away, so the grandparents and grandchildren are quiet in the stove house.

Song Qiu picked out the sun-dried mottled bamboo shells, and the larger ones were divided into two halves, which could make two rice dumplings.

In addition, Song Qiu also picked out some very small bamboo shells and put them aside separately.

Immediately afterwards, I found two clay pots, divided the glutinous rice into portions, put in red beans and mung beans, and mixed thoroughly. There was still a separate glutinous rice left, and I made red dates.

After doing all this, Song Qiu picked up a piece of mottled bamboo shell, and said to the old Yuan Shi on the opposite side: "You look after me, I'm going to start wrapping."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of mottled bamboo shell, first tore off the edge of the bamboo and put it aside, then slowly but neatly rolled up the bamboo shells in his hand, twisted them into a funnel shape, and held them in his palm.

"It's just like this. First roll the zong leaves into a funnel, and then you can put glutinous rice in it."

Showing good luck to the old Yuan, Song Qiu then scooped a large spoonful of mung bean and glutinous rice into the rolled zong leaves, then pressed it tightly with his hands, then covered his head, tied it tightly, picked up the torn off and put it on the The bamboo rope on one side neatly tied the wrapped rice dumplings.

In this way, a funnel-shaped triangular zongzi with sharp corners is wrapped.

The old Yuan took it seriously, and she was a woman who often did these kitchen tasks, so after watching Song Qiu make a few bags in a row, he made gestures and started to get started.

Not to mention, the first one wrapped was praised by Song Qiu, "You are so skillful, you will know it after seeing it, and you can wrap it better than me!"

Old Yuan could not smile from ear to ear, but said: "I won't blink if I lie to your grandma. I can't wrap it as well as you. Look at your wraps. They are so beautiful, one by one, and they are so dexterous." You are right, you can also think of such food."

After seeing the zongzi made out of this bag, the old Yuan's heart is really a little more optimistic about this business. After all, he has never seen food wrapped in mottled bamboo shells like this, and the first one is strange.

Besides the taste, although I haven't tasted it yet, glutinous rice is a good thing. If you make it with red beans and mung beans, it will be delicious.

Song Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, and waited for old Yuan to make a few wraps. Seeing that she did a good job of wrapping them, he began to pick up the small mottled bamboo shells he just picked out from the side to wrap them.

Put a separate glutinous rice inside, stuff a red date into it, and press it firmly.

The leaves of the mottled bamboo shells are small, and the dumplings made out of them are more than half smaller than the previous ones. They are small and delicate, and they look good.

But the old Yuan couldn't help but said: "Ah Qiu, your bag is so small, you can eat it in one bite, who would buy it?"

Nowadays, people talk about the benefits, if she buys such a small zongzi, she will not buy it, she won't eat it.

"Someone will buy it." Song Qiu smiled, and packaged nine of them in a row, all of them were of the same size, without any difference, just like the same one.

Seeing her sloppily stringing nine zongzi into a string and connecting them together, old Yuan's eyes widened, "It turns out that this is going to be sold together with nine zongzi? ?”

However, these nine zongzi look pretty, but they are still one bite at a time. People who buy them think it is troublesome to peel them once after eating one bite.

(End of this chapter)