Mu family's little lucky girl

Chapter 139 Learning to Fry Atractylodes Rhizome

Under the thatched pavilion facing the wind on all sides, Mu Li is sorting the Atractylodes macrocephala into different sizes according to Liu Renzhong's request. According to Liu Renzhong, the degree of heat and so on are the same when frying medicines with similar sizes.

In this way, it will not appear that the small tablets have been fried, and the large tablets have not been fried, so that the small tablets are burnt, and some of the water and juice in the large tablets have not yet leaked out.

Cause the surface of the medicine to hang soil powder.

The Atractylodes macrocephala fried in this way is unqualified.

The two masters and apprentices each have a dustpan in the size of Atractylodes macrocephala.

After classifying, Liu Renzhong brought the soil powder prepared in advance.

Soil-fried Atractylodes uses Fulong liver that has been smelted many times, also known as Zaoxin soil.

The soil in the heart of the stove is pungent and warm in nature, and has the functions of warming the middle and drying dampness, relieving vomiting, and antidiarrheal, so it is often used to prepare medicinal materials for invigorating the spleen and antidiarrheal, such as yam and Atractylodes macrocephala. effect.

After the iron pot was heated, Liu Renzhong sprinkled a certain amount of soil powder into it, and asked Mu Li to start frying the soil powder until the soil powder was flexible and smooth, before adding Atractylodes macrocephala.

During this period, Mu Li kept stirring with a shovel in one hand.

There was a lot of Atractylodes macrocephala in the pot, and it was a bit difficult to stir-fry with one hand, but Mu Li was stronger and could easily do it with one hand.

It's just that the wound on the left arm will be accidentally involved from time to time, but fortunately it doesn't hurt very much, and Mu Li can bear it.

She stared at some Atractylodes atractylodes that had already been covered with earth powder, and asked, "Teacher, how long should Atractylodes fry be cooked?"

Liu Renzhong added a piece of firewood to the stove, glanced into the pot and said, "The color of fried Atractylodes macrocephala will become darker, and it can only be cooked with earth powder."

The fire was raging in the stove, and Liu Renzhong continued: "When frying Baizhu, you must control the temperature in the pot; if the soil temperature is too high, the Baizhu will burn easily; if the soil temperature is too low, the water and juice inside the medicine will seep less. The surface of Atractylodes macrocephala cannot be covered with earth powder."

"You also need to keep this in mind."

Mu Li nodded heavily, keeping Liu Renzhong's words in mind.

Sweat was already dripping from her forehead, but she enjoyed it and replied with a smile, "Yes."

After a long time, Mu Li looked at every piece of Atractylodes macrocephala covered with earth powder, she said happily: "Teacher, take a quick look, can it be cooked like this?"

Liu Renzhong stood up, looked at the Baishu in the pot, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Let's get out of the pot."

Liu Renzhong put the clean dustpan on the stove, and Mu Li poured it in with a shovel.

Wait for the Atractylodes macrocephala to cool, then sieve off the soil powder and debris on it, bag it as required, and store it.

However, Liu Renzhong has other plans for these fried Atractylodes macrocephala.

"You're exhausted." Liu Renzhong smiled and handed Mu Li a cup of herbal tea.

Mu Li took it with a smile: "Thank you teacher."

Mu Li rested for a while, cleaned the iron pot, and began to learn the skill of bran-fried Atractylodes under the guidance of Liu Renzhong.

……

When the rice is harvested, busy villagers can be seen everywhere in the fields.

The sun was so hot that almost everyone wore a sweat scarf around their necks, and sweat dripped all over their faces in a short while.

Villagers are holding sickles and harvesting rice nimbly.

This year's rice harvest is good, with large and full grains.

Although the villagers are tired, they are not happy.

The rice on these lands carries the expectations and sustenance of the villagers for a year.

Everyone's face is filled with the joy of harvest.

They are happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Old man Mu and Mu Qing are out-and-out farmers, and they have to deal with rice every year, so harvesting rice is commonplace and normal for them.

However, it was a bit difficult for Chen Xiao, Mo San and Gao Fugui who had never done this before.

Fortunately, harvesting rice is not difficult. After Mu Qing's demonstration, the three of them said that they all learned it.

Just ...

It's a bit slow, but everything else is fine.

Old man Mu's family used to collect all the rice and take it home before shelling.

Other villagers are used to husking while harvesting.

Therefore, old man Mu's house harvested rice much faster than other houses.

……

By the time the soil-fried Atractylodes and bran-fried Atractylodes were finished, the sun had already reached the south.

Mu Li thumped his sore waist and shoulders, looking at the fried Atractylodes atractylodes in a dustpan, not to mention how happy he was.

Pride welled up.

At this moment, she felt in a daze that she had really become a doctor with superb medical skills.

Thinking about it this way, he smiled like a little fool.

Mu Li took off the sweat towel around her neck, and wiped the sweat off her face like a man, her whole face was glowing red from the heat, which made her skin ruddy and smooth.

"Teacher, I'll go home and help cook. Don't forget to eat at my house later."

Mu Li said with a smile while walking towards the door.

Liu Renzhong responded with a smile.

……

As soon as he entered the door, Mu Li saw some clothes on the clothesline.

She subconsciously thought that it was Mrs. Lin who washed it, so she shouted: "Mother, did you forget to wash my pure white gauze dress for me?"

That gauze skirt is Mu Li's favorite, and it's the only one, and she's not willing to wear it at ordinary times, the most important thing is that it's not convenient to wear it for work, so it's the bottom of the box.

This morning, she suddenly wanted to wear it on a whim, but she was splashed with soup.

She didn't put it on, and before going out in the morning, Mu Li specially told Lin to wash it for her.

Xiao Muxuan, who was washing tomatoes, froze suddenly when he heard the words, his hairs stood on end like a frightened cat.

Wei Yan had seen that white gauze dress before.

It was Xiao Muxuan who showed her the one that was finally washed away by the river.

She secretly pointed at Xiao Muxuan with her hand.

Xiao Muxuan swallowed unconsciously.

Mrs. Lin was chopping chicken nuggets in the stove, and came out after hearing the words, "Miss Qi did the laundry, you can ask her."

After all, he got into the kitchen again.

Mu Li was taken aback, looked over, Wei Yan was so frightened that he quickly pointed at Xiao Muxuan: "Ah Xuan did it!"

Xiao Muxuan glared at her resentfully.

Standing up, not daring to look into Mu Li's eyes, he hesitated and said: "Sister, then, that dress is gone, gone."

"Huh?" Mu Li raised his eyebrows and said, "What does it mean that it's gone?"

"It was washed away by the water." Xiao Muxuan muttered.

"Whoa!"

Mu Li casually glanced at Wei Yan who was splashing the washing water on the floor, Wei Yan pretended to be calm, put the washed vegetables in a basin and took them to the stove.

Mu Li withdrew her gaze, guessing something vaguely in her heart, she said: "Ah Xuan, if you have something to say, don't hesitate."

"Then I told you, you are not allowed to hit me." Xiao Muxuan looked up at her and said cautiously.

Mu Li smiled, "Am I that kind of person?"

"I have hit you since I was a child, haven't I?"

This one really doesn't.

but……

He accidentally lost one of his sister's most beloved clothes, will her sister take a layer of his skin?
Moreover, his sister looks good-tempered.

But now...

It seems a little different.

Xiao Muxuan suddenly felt a little uncertain.

Just when Mu Li's patience was about to run out, Xiao Muxuan mustered up his courage, closed his eyes and said loudly: "I accidentally lost your skirt."

"Throw it into the river."

Mu Li's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Xiao Muxuan hurriedly said: "Sister, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"I was teaching my annoying sister how to wash clothes, but suddenly my feet slipped and I almost fell into the water, and then the clothes, just, were washed away by the water at this moment..."

Twilight took a deep breath.

Tell yourself not to be angry.

This is his own brother.

Isn't it just a skirt?

Isn't it just a skirt...

Besides, my brother didn't do it on purpose.

Woo woo woo.

But that was her only and favorite dress.

just this……

(End of this chapter)