Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious
Chapter 60 Who Can't Sang Sang and Scolded Huai?
Chapter 60 Who Can't Sang Sang and Scolded Huai?
Lunch break time is limited, making steamed buns is the key.
Lin Yuzhu's family has no face, and yeast and baking powder have not yet appeared in supply and marketing cooperatives in remote mountainous areas in this era.
So she asked Song Yi to buy a catty of glutinous rice and sweet wine in the list.
The purely hand-brewed glutinous rice wine has not undergone various high-temperature sterilization, and it has a fermentation function, and no need to add yeast.
Lin Yuzhu held the small jar and weighed it. It was estimated that it weighed more than two catties.
What she prepared was a thick food plastic bag, which was useless.
Thinking about it, Xiao Dongming's family's fermented rice would probably use this kind of old jar.
Food is very expensive these days, and people are reluctant to grab a handful of extra rice for cooking, let alone glutinous rice for brewing wine.
Xiao Dongming is a loser, and the harvested grain is turned into rice wine, so he is willing to have a taste of it once in a while.
Lin Yuzhu scooped up some of the rice wine and distiller's grains with a spoon to knead the dough. The distiller's grains don't need to be crushed, as they will naturally be crushed into the dough when kneading vigorously.
Lin Yulan was squatting by the gutter, humming a song, holding the red-hot tongs in one hand, and holding the pork in the other, scalding the pig hair.
The air smelled of burnt protein.
Fang Shuhui picked up the dried bamboo shoots and fungus soaked in the basin and chopped them into stuffing.
These are all dried by myself. I am tired of eating the vegetables in the vegetable field, and I occasionally make some dishes to change the taste.
Every household is exposed to the sun, and there are only so many things on the mountain, so there are not many.
Lin Yulan scraped off the pig skin, and said very self-aware: "Sister, the pig hair is burnt, I don't know how to do it, let me knead the dough."
She knows how to chop meat, but it is difficult for her to adjust the stuffing.
All she can do is washing vegetables, choosing vegetables, peeling garlic and ginger, and other non-technical tasks.
"Sister, it's okay to have a black face and face~" She happily held the hind leg meat, "I heard from my mother that all the pork sellers on the fair pay attention to one cut. Those who are familiar with the pork sellers should cut more meat, Unfamiliar ones must have bones."
There is nothing to sell ribs, keels, fan bones, and big bones. The master cuts whatever.
Therefore, those who buy pork are most afraid that the master will cut it with bones, because that little bone is not enough for soup or cooking, and it is also weighed.
"The pork master at Sha Pai Wei is a relative of his grandfather's family. Anyway, it's a little relative. The worldly experience is very important here. For example, if he usually wants to buy meat, the master can cut two taels of pork and sell it to him without a ticket. "
In this era, the concept of relatives is very important. People communicate with each other, need help when something happens, and the relationship is maintained in the usual greetings and house-to-house visits during New Years and holidays.
It was rare for Song Yi to buy pork with a meat ticket, no, at least a catty and a half.
Lin Yulan smacked her lips, "I feel that this place is more humane. Many people I don't know will smile at me and say a few words to me when I meet them on the way to and from work."
Compared to the meeting where we chatted for a few words and then each played with our phones, the atmosphere was much better.
"If the human touch is not strong, the mother and the two daughters would not be able to live on long ago." Lin Yuzhu turned her head and glanced at Fang Shuhui, who was standing in front of the vegetable pier and was happily chopping vegetables.
The Song family is poor, but they are simple and kind.
Yuanshen's family has nothing to do with most of their families, but because of Song Yi's family, they protect the mother and daughter from being trampled on maliciously.
The fact of cutting pigweeds for Liu Gong's division was that they were powerless. At that time, everyone was an ordinary member of the commune, and the Yuanshen family didn't want them to stand out.
Compared with the others, her home is already very good.
This time she made steamed stuffed buns, she couldn't send them to every family, it was too eye-catching.
She can only repay these families in a more reasonable way. It is a comforting thing to live in an era of strong human touch.
Lin Yuzhu picked out a proportion of the spices that Song Yi collected from the supply and marketing cooperatives and medical stations, and handed them to Lin Yulan to grind them into powder.
Many spices are not sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives, so they can only be bought at the Chinese medicine counter in the medical station. The thirteen spices are not available, so the eighty-nine spices can barely make do with it.
Fang Shuhui watched in amazement as Lin Yuzhu added water to the minced meat from time to time, stirring vigorously in one direction.
After asking, I found out that this can make the meat more oily and tender, and it tastes sticky.
Lin Yulan lifted the wet cloth from the dough and exclaimed, "Sister, this distiller's lees is amazing, it can really leaven dough!"
The temperature was high at noon, and the dough fermented by Tianjiu Niang was ready quickly. The dough was fermented to twice its size, and it was very successful with only the aroma of Tianjiu and no sour taste.
Lin Yuzhu's meat stuffing is also adjusted. Grab the fermented dough and knead it into a ball, fold it back and forth with a rolling pin to press the air out, and then knead it into a smooth dough, rub it into strips and cut into small pieces.
Lin Yulan looked adoringly at Lin Yuzhu holding a dough, holding the opening with her thumb, pinching the folds as she turned.
So, her brain felt that she would see it.
As a result, the pinched bun shape can only be said to be steamed and eaten.
Steamed buns and steamed buns need to put the raw embryos on the steamer and put them in a warm water pot for a second proofing.
But the bell for work rang, and Lin Yuzhu had to run to Song Yi's house.
During working hours, the Song family's laborers went to their respective labor tasks one after another.
Song Erdou went out for a while, and when he turned around and saw his family members greeting Lin Yuzhu, he ran back, gossiping.
"Sister Yuzhu, are you looking for my uncle?"
"Well, is he home?"
"Yes, yes!" He led the way ahead, rolled his eyes in circles, scratched his head and turned around in confusion, "Sister Yuzhu, why did my uncle come back covered in blood when he went to your house for dinner?"
I thought there was a fight, but seeing that there were no wounds on his face, I didn't understand.
Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips and coughed, "It's hot, and I got nosebleeds."
"How could Hao Duanduan get angry?" Song Erdou scratched his face, "What kind of hard food does your family make my uncle's nose bleed?"
"What kind of hard food can my family have, not just those few things."
Lin Yuzhu replied calmly, thinking that she was probably the one who made Song Iron's nose bleed...
Song Erdou led Lin Yuzhu to stop at the door of the utility room, leaned half of his body in and said with a smile, "Uncle, sister Yuzhu is looking for you, I'm off to work."
"understood."
Lin Yuzhu stood at the door and glanced in. The utility room in his house was very large, and there were various labor tools and bamboo and wood materials piled up in it.
Song Yi was wearing only an undershirt and vest, and was sitting on a low stool, holding a vise and tightening the wires of a new bamboo rake to fix the bamboo pieces.
"What's the matter?" He stepped on the bamboo rake, stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Lin Yuzhu.
Lin Yuzhu turned her head and glanced at Song Sansao, who was holding the child and poking her head over here.
Go in and whisper, "It's too late to steam the buns at my house. You can go to my house and steam them for me in an hour, okay? After steaming on high heat, turn to medium heat and steam for 10 minutes."
"Okay, help me get the alarm clock from the room, I'll keep an eye on the time." He responded simply and continued with the work in hand.
Lin Yuzhu searched her memory and walked towards the northwest corner.
Passing by the door of Mrs. Song's room, she couldn't help sniffling at the pungent smell.
Sanitary conditions are terrible.
The baby itself has a lot of excrement and urine, those urine rings and clothes are piled up in the basin and have not been cleaned in time, and they feel smelly when passing by the door.
"Sister Yuzhu is here, come in and sit down?"
"No, I'll talk to the captain about something and I'm going to work right away."
"It's okay, what are you afraid of if you go to work late, and no one dares to say anything about you, it's not just a matter of what our sixth son said~"
Lin Yuzhu stopped in her tracks, and smiled at her intentionally raised smiling face, "That's what I said, but I don't want to disturb him by making trouble for him like some heartless people do."
Who would not point at Sang and scold Huai?
She has heard Song Ersao complain about it before. This sister-in-law has shallow eyelids, and she is a typical example of love and hatred.
Song Ganggang is her brother-in-law, not her man. Who stipulated that he must take all his belongings to raise his nephews and nieces?
She volunteered for the sake of the child. What right does she have as a sister-in-law to shame him?
Song Yi sat there working and heard the conversation over there clearly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
This woman is really not willing to suffer at all.
The tone of her yelling at the third sister-in-law is very similar to that of the second sister-in-law defending the second brother.
Her man can only be bullied by her, and no one else can say a word.
Thanks to Black Cat Loves Candy for the reward!
I have something to do today, only one chapter will be updated.
(End of this chapter)
Lunch break time is limited, making steamed buns is the key.
Lin Yuzhu's family has no face, and yeast and baking powder have not yet appeared in supply and marketing cooperatives in remote mountainous areas in this era.
So she asked Song Yi to buy a catty of glutinous rice and sweet wine in the list.
The purely hand-brewed glutinous rice wine has not undergone various high-temperature sterilization, and it has a fermentation function, and no need to add yeast.
Lin Yuzhu held the small jar and weighed it. It was estimated that it weighed more than two catties.
What she prepared was a thick food plastic bag, which was useless.
Thinking about it, Xiao Dongming's family's fermented rice would probably use this kind of old jar.
Food is very expensive these days, and people are reluctant to grab a handful of extra rice for cooking, let alone glutinous rice for brewing wine.
Xiao Dongming is a loser, and the harvested grain is turned into rice wine, so he is willing to have a taste of it once in a while.
Lin Yuzhu scooped up some of the rice wine and distiller's grains with a spoon to knead the dough. The distiller's grains don't need to be crushed, as they will naturally be crushed into the dough when kneading vigorously.
Lin Yulan was squatting by the gutter, humming a song, holding the red-hot tongs in one hand, and holding the pork in the other, scalding the pig hair.
The air smelled of burnt protein.
Fang Shuhui picked up the dried bamboo shoots and fungus soaked in the basin and chopped them into stuffing.
These are all dried by myself. I am tired of eating the vegetables in the vegetable field, and I occasionally make some dishes to change the taste.
Every household is exposed to the sun, and there are only so many things on the mountain, so there are not many.
Lin Yulan scraped off the pig skin, and said very self-aware: "Sister, the pig hair is burnt, I don't know how to do it, let me knead the dough."
She knows how to chop meat, but it is difficult for her to adjust the stuffing.
All she can do is washing vegetables, choosing vegetables, peeling garlic and ginger, and other non-technical tasks.
"Sister, it's okay to have a black face and face~" She happily held the hind leg meat, "I heard from my mother that all the pork sellers on the fair pay attention to one cut. Those who are familiar with the pork sellers should cut more meat, Unfamiliar ones must have bones."
There is nothing to sell ribs, keels, fan bones, and big bones. The master cuts whatever.
Therefore, those who buy pork are most afraid that the master will cut it with bones, because that little bone is not enough for soup or cooking, and it is also weighed.
"The pork master at Sha Pai Wei is a relative of his grandfather's family. Anyway, it's a little relative. The worldly experience is very important here. For example, if he usually wants to buy meat, the master can cut two taels of pork and sell it to him without a ticket. "
In this era, the concept of relatives is very important. People communicate with each other, need help when something happens, and the relationship is maintained in the usual greetings and house-to-house visits during New Years and holidays.
It was rare for Song Yi to buy pork with a meat ticket, no, at least a catty and a half.
Lin Yulan smacked her lips, "I feel that this place is more humane. Many people I don't know will smile at me and say a few words to me when I meet them on the way to and from work."
Compared to the meeting where we chatted for a few words and then each played with our phones, the atmosphere was much better.
"If the human touch is not strong, the mother and the two daughters would not be able to live on long ago." Lin Yuzhu turned her head and glanced at Fang Shuhui, who was standing in front of the vegetable pier and was happily chopping vegetables.
The Song family is poor, but they are simple and kind.
Yuanshen's family has nothing to do with most of their families, but because of Song Yi's family, they protect the mother and daughter from being trampled on maliciously.
The fact of cutting pigweeds for Liu Gong's division was that they were powerless. At that time, everyone was an ordinary member of the commune, and the Yuanshen family didn't want them to stand out.
Compared with the others, her home is already very good.
This time she made steamed stuffed buns, she couldn't send them to every family, it was too eye-catching.
She can only repay these families in a more reasonable way. It is a comforting thing to live in an era of strong human touch.
Lin Yuzhu picked out a proportion of the spices that Song Yi collected from the supply and marketing cooperatives and medical stations, and handed them to Lin Yulan to grind them into powder.
Many spices are not sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives, so they can only be bought at the Chinese medicine counter in the medical station. The thirteen spices are not available, so the eighty-nine spices can barely make do with it.
Fang Shuhui watched in amazement as Lin Yuzhu added water to the minced meat from time to time, stirring vigorously in one direction.
After asking, I found out that this can make the meat more oily and tender, and it tastes sticky.
Lin Yulan lifted the wet cloth from the dough and exclaimed, "Sister, this distiller's lees is amazing, it can really leaven dough!"
The temperature was high at noon, and the dough fermented by Tianjiu Niang was ready quickly. The dough was fermented to twice its size, and it was very successful with only the aroma of Tianjiu and no sour taste.
Lin Yuzhu's meat stuffing is also adjusted. Grab the fermented dough and knead it into a ball, fold it back and forth with a rolling pin to press the air out, and then knead it into a smooth dough, rub it into strips and cut into small pieces.
Lin Yulan looked adoringly at Lin Yuzhu holding a dough, holding the opening with her thumb, pinching the folds as she turned.
So, her brain felt that she would see it.
As a result, the pinched bun shape can only be said to be steamed and eaten.
Steamed buns and steamed buns need to put the raw embryos on the steamer and put them in a warm water pot for a second proofing.
But the bell for work rang, and Lin Yuzhu had to run to Song Yi's house.
During working hours, the Song family's laborers went to their respective labor tasks one after another.
Song Erdou went out for a while, and when he turned around and saw his family members greeting Lin Yuzhu, he ran back, gossiping.
"Sister Yuzhu, are you looking for my uncle?"
"Well, is he home?"
"Yes, yes!" He led the way ahead, rolled his eyes in circles, scratched his head and turned around in confusion, "Sister Yuzhu, why did my uncle come back covered in blood when he went to your house for dinner?"
I thought there was a fight, but seeing that there were no wounds on his face, I didn't understand.
Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips and coughed, "It's hot, and I got nosebleeds."
"How could Hao Duanduan get angry?" Song Erdou scratched his face, "What kind of hard food does your family make my uncle's nose bleed?"
"What kind of hard food can my family have, not just those few things."
Lin Yuzhu replied calmly, thinking that she was probably the one who made Song Iron's nose bleed...
Song Erdou led Lin Yuzhu to stop at the door of the utility room, leaned half of his body in and said with a smile, "Uncle, sister Yuzhu is looking for you, I'm off to work."
"understood."
Lin Yuzhu stood at the door and glanced in. The utility room in his house was very large, and there were various labor tools and bamboo and wood materials piled up in it.
Song Yi was wearing only an undershirt and vest, and was sitting on a low stool, holding a vise and tightening the wires of a new bamboo rake to fix the bamboo pieces.
"What's the matter?" He stepped on the bamboo rake, stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Lin Yuzhu.
Lin Yuzhu turned her head and glanced at Song Sansao, who was holding the child and poking her head over here.
Go in and whisper, "It's too late to steam the buns at my house. You can go to my house and steam them for me in an hour, okay? After steaming on high heat, turn to medium heat and steam for 10 minutes."
"Okay, help me get the alarm clock from the room, I'll keep an eye on the time." He responded simply and continued with the work in hand.
Lin Yuzhu searched her memory and walked towards the northwest corner.
Passing by the door of Mrs. Song's room, she couldn't help sniffling at the pungent smell.
Sanitary conditions are terrible.
The baby itself has a lot of excrement and urine, those urine rings and clothes are piled up in the basin and have not been cleaned in time, and they feel smelly when passing by the door.
"Sister Yuzhu is here, come in and sit down?"
"No, I'll talk to the captain about something and I'm going to work right away."
"It's okay, what are you afraid of if you go to work late, and no one dares to say anything about you, it's not just a matter of what our sixth son said~"
Lin Yuzhu stopped in her tracks, and smiled at her intentionally raised smiling face, "That's what I said, but I don't want to disturb him by making trouble for him like some heartless people do."
Who would not point at Sang and scold Huai?
She has heard Song Ersao complain about it before. This sister-in-law has shallow eyelids, and she is a typical example of love and hatred.
Song Ganggang is her brother-in-law, not her man. Who stipulated that he must take all his belongings to raise his nephews and nieces?
She volunteered for the sake of the child. What right does she have as a sister-in-law to shame him?
Song Yi sat there working and heard the conversation over there clearly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
This woman is really not willing to suffer at all.
The tone of her yelling at the third sister-in-law is very similar to that of the second sister-in-law defending the second brother.
Her man can only be bullied by her, and no one else can say a word.
Thanks to Black Cat Loves Candy for the reward!
I have something to do today, only one chapter will be updated.
(End of this chapter)
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