The best farmhouse
Chapter 13 Success
Chapter 13 Success
Making konjac requires physical strength, and Zhao Canniang's staff is short, so it is very strenuous to do the work.
Stepping on the stool, Zhao Canniang gritted her teeth and persisted.
Even though her arms were numb and extremely uncomfortable, she still continued to stir with one, taking a rest when she was tired, and then continued.
Konjac is very troublesome to make. The key is to cook it in one word. The longer the konjac is cooked, the better. Seeing the konjac gradually forming a ball, Zhao Canniang stopped stirring.
After the konjac was fully formed, Zhao Canniang scooped up all the water in the pot, added fresh water, and continued to cook the konjac.
Now the konjac is ready, just cut the konjac when you need to eat it.
Looking at the konjac in the pot, Zhao Canniang's heart was full of satisfaction. Although the konjac had a lot of honeycomb spots, it was still tender. After turning off the fire in the stove, she was sure that the fire in the stove was not bad. It would fall out, so Zhao Canniang put the wooden pot lid back on.
Then tiptoeing back to the back room, Qin subconsciously asked Zhao Canniang, who had slipped into the bed, "Why did you come to sleep now? What are you doing?"
Zhao Canniang looked at Zhao Qingfeng, who was sleeping soundly in the bed, and said softly, "I cleaned up the kitchen, mother, go to sleep, brother will get up early tomorrow morning."
Qin turned over and fell asleep soundly.
On the contrary, it was Zhao Canniang who was in a daze all night because she had something on her mind. The next morning, Zhao Canniang woke up early.
Sensing Zhao Canniang getting up, Qin quickly stood up and said, "Canniang should get up and cook for your brother, and you can sleep for a while."
Zhao Canniang shook her head, put on an old padded jacket outside, and said in a low voice, "Mother, you sleep, I will get up and cook for my brother, didn't we agree yesterday! From now on, I will cook at home, Mother, you should sleep for a while, and I will call you when the meal is ready."
Zhao Canniang is actually very sleepy now, but in order to convince the two of them to sell the konjac she made last night, she had no choice but to do so.
Seeing is believing everything, eating it is convincing. Zhao Canniang wanted to stir-fry konjac and let the two eat it. After eating, Zhao Canniang said what it was, so that she could convince Qin Shi and Zhao Qingfeng even more.
Therefore, this morning's meal must not be made by Qin, and the two of them must not be allowed to discover the secret of konjac before eating.
After listening to Zhao Canniang's words, Qin felt that Zhao Canniang had grown up, and felt very relieved, "My Canniang has grown up, it's getting dark, you should be more careful when cooking."
Zhao Canniang nodded. Although Qin couldn't see her nodding, Zhao Canniang did it anyway.
"Mom, I'm going, you sleep for a while."
After saying that, Zhao Canniang got out of bed, fumbled to put on her shoes, and then tiptoed out.
Zhao Qingfeng was too tired yesterday and didn't wake up in the middle.
The early morning of this season was very cold, the wind poured into Zhao Canniang's neck, and it was so cold that Zhao Canniang shivered.
Zhao Canniang was actually very satisfied. Yesterday when she was fishing by the stream, she took a look at her appearance. She had curved willow eyebrows, a pair of extremely agile big eyes, a melon-shaped face, and a high nose bridge. It was just because she was too old. Small, or because of malnutrition, the facial features can only be regarded as attractive, not particularly amazing.
But this is enough for Zhao Canniang. Thinking about it, that scumbag Zhao Quanfa is not bad looking, Qin is also good-looking, and Zhao Qingfeng is also handsome, so she will not be too bad when she grows up.
In modern times, Zhao Canniang looks very ordinary, so ordinary that once she walks into the crowd, she is no longer conspicuous. Now she has a mother who loves her and a brother who loves her. The best relatives who refuse to show up, have nothing to do but have nothing to do, some people feel that everything is fine except for a fly in the ointment.
This is an unpolluted sky, it is naturally clear, and the stars and crescent moon are still hanging in the sky.
Lifting the collar of her padded jacket up, Zhao Canniang walked into the kitchen.
The inside of the kitchen was naturally much darker than the outside, so Zhao Canniang groped to light the fire inside the stove with a torch.
I walked to the back of the stove by the light of the fire, and began to look at the konjac in the pot.
Very good, the konjac was formed into a large oblate piece, Zhao Canniang cut the konjac into small cubes with a kitchen knife, and then carefully placed it in the wooden basin.
Zhao Canniang cut some konjac with unsightly edges and planned to fry it with sauerkraut later.
Anyway, I eat it at home, and don't ask for presentation. Moreover, the side of konjac is delicious in Zhao Canniang's opinion.
The only thing the family can afford now is corn paste, and being able to eat corn paste every day is also a luxury for the third mother and son.
Zhao Canniang groped her way to the place where the cornmeal was placed, felt about two to three catties of cornmeal left in the cloth bag, Zhao Canniang decisively only scooped up half of the cornmeal from last night, and poured it into the pot.
The family probably doesn't have much food, so they have to save food. If konjac can really be sold for money, it may improve the living conditions of the family. If not, they will have to live in the future.
Zhao Canniang told her that no matter when the time comes, she must leave a way for herself, otherwise, she will be the only one who suffers at that time.
Zhao Canniang scooped up all the water in the pot and poured it into the vegetable field next to the kitchen.
This season, there are only a few Chinese cabbages in the vegetable field. The cabbage has been covered by heavy snow. Now that the snow has melted again, the outer leaves of the cabbage are already bare, and the row of leeks planted beside the fence is rather gratifying.
The back of the kitchen is not an earthen wall, but a row of bamboo fences, blocking the vegetable field and the path to the back mountain.
In fact, Zhao Canniang really didn't understand what the earthen wall outside Zhao's Nong was for. What she did was completely deceitful, because the outer earthen wall was connected to the fence of the vegetable field behind the kitchen. If someone wants to enter the yard, they can easily step over the fence behind the kitchen as long as they walk around the earthen wall.
Zhao Canniang withdrew her thoughts, and when the corn paste in the pot was boiling, she began to fry the konjac.
There was no oil at home, so Zhao Canniang simply put the chopped sauerkraut into the pot and fried it for a while, then put the konjac in it to cook.
Konjac has plenty of water, so there is no need to put water in it when cooking.
When the konjac water in the pot gradually boiled dry and felt almost the same, Zhao Canniang picked up a little with chopsticks and got up to eat.
As soon as the konjac was in the mouth, Zhao Canniang began to chew slowly.
It's a familiar feeling, but it's just the taste, because konjac must be oily to be delicious, and the konjac is not very delicious right now, but for Zhao Canniang, she is content.
The sky outside has gradually brightened.
The corn paste in the pot was ready, so Zhao Canniang walked out of the kitchen, and then went back to the back room to wake Qin Shi and Zhao Qingfeng out of bed.
(End of this chapter)
Making konjac requires physical strength, and Zhao Canniang's staff is short, so it is very strenuous to do the work.
Stepping on the stool, Zhao Canniang gritted her teeth and persisted.
Even though her arms were numb and extremely uncomfortable, she still continued to stir with one, taking a rest when she was tired, and then continued.
Konjac is very troublesome to make. The key is to cook it in one word. The longer the konjac is cooked, the better. Seeing the konjac gradually forming a ball, Zhao Canniang stopped stirring.
After the konjac was fully formed, Zhao Canniang scooped up all the water in the pot, added fresh water, and continued to cook the konjac.
Now the konjac is ready, just cut the konjac when you need to eat it.
Looking at the konjac in the pot, Zhao Canniang's heart was full of satisfaction. Although the konjac had a lot of honeycomb spots, it was still tender. After turning off the fire in the stove, she was sure that the fire in the stove was not bad. It would fall out, so Zhao Canniang put the wooden pot lid back on.
Then tiptoeing back to the back room, Qin subconsciously asked Zhao Canniang, who had slipped into the bed, "Why did you come to sleep now? What are you doing?"
Zhao Canniang looked at Zhao Qingfeng, who was sleeping soundly in the bed, and said softly, "I cleaned up the kitchen, mother, go to sleep, brother will get up early tomorrow morning."
Qin turned over and fell asleep soundly.
On the contrary, it was Zhao Canniang who was in a daze all night because she had something on her mind. The next morning, Zhao Canniang woke up early.
Sensing Zhao Canniang getting up, Qin quickly stood up and said, "Canniang should get up and cook for your brother, and you can sleep for a while."
Zhao Canniang shook her head, put on an old padded jacket outside, and said in a low voice, "Mother, you sleep, I will get up and cook for my brother, didn't we agree yesterday! From now on, I will cook at home, Mother, you should sleep for a while, and I will call you when the meal is ready."
Zhao Canniang is actually very sleepy now, but in order to convince the two of them to sell the konjac she made last night, she had no choice but to do so.
Seeing is believing everything, eating it is convincing. Zhao Canniang wanted to stir-fry konjac and let the two eat it. After eating, Zhao Canniang said what it was, so that she could convince Qin Shi and Zhao Qingfeng even more.
Therefore, this morning's meal must not be made by Qin, and the two of them must not be allowed to discover the secret of konjac before eating.
After listening to Zhao Canniang's words, Qin felt that Zhao Canniang had grown up, and felt very relieved, "My Canniang has grown up, it's getting dark, you should be more careful when cooking."
Zhao Canniang nodded. Although Qin couldn't see her nodding, Zhao Canniang did it anyway.
"Mom, I'm going, you sleep for a while."
After saying that, Zhao Canniang got out of bed, fumbled to put on her shoes, and then tiptoed out.
Zhao Qingfeng was too tired yesterday and didn't wake up in the middle.
The early morning of this season was very cold, the wind poured into Zhao Canniang's neck, and it was so cold that Zhao Canniang shivered.
Zhao Canniang was actually very satisfied. Yesterday when she was fishing by the stream, she took a look at her appearance. She had curved willow eyebrows, a pair of extremely agile big eyes, a melon-shaped face, and a high nose bridge. It was just because she was too old. Small, or because of malnutrition, the facial features can only be regarded as attractive, not particularly amazing.
But this is enough for Zhao Canniang. Thinking about it, that scumbag Zhao Quanfa is not bad looking, Qin is also good-looking, and Zhao Qingfeng is also handsome, so she will not be too bad when she grows up.
In modern times, Zhao Canniang looks very ordinary, so ordinary that once she walks into the crowd, she is no longer conspicuous. Now she has a mother who loves her and a brother who loves her. The best relatives who refuse to show up, have nothing to do but have nothing to do, some people feel that everything is fine except for a fly in the ointment.
This is an unpolluted sky, it is naturally clear, and the stars and crescent moon are still hanging in the sky.
Lifting the collar of her padded jacket up, Zhao Canniang walked into the kitchen.
The inside of the kitchen was naturally much darker than the outside, so Zhao Canniang groped to light the fire inside the stove with a torch.
I walked to the back of the stove by the light of the fire, and began to look at the konjac in the pot.
Very good, the konjac was formed into a large oblate piece, Zhao Canniang cut the konjac into small cubes with a kitchen knife, and then carefully placed it in the wooden basin.
Zhao Canniang cut some konjac with unsightly edges and planned to fry it with sauerkraut later.
Anyway, I eat it at home, and don't ask for presentation. Moreover, the side of konjac is delicious in Zhao Canniang's opinion.
The only thing the family can afford now is corn paste, and being able to eat corn paste every day is also a luxury for the third mother and son.
Zhao Canniang groped her way to the place where the cornmeal was placed, felt about two to three catties of cornmeal left in the cloth bag, Zhao Canniang decisively only scooped up half of the cornmeal from last night, and poured it into the pot.
The family probably doesn't have much food, so they have to save food. If konjac can really be sold for money, it may improve the living conditions of the family. If not, they will have to live in the future.
Zhao Canniang told her that no matter when the time comes, she must leave a way for herself, otherwise, she will be the only one who suffers at that time.
Zhao Canniang scooped up all the water in the pot and poured it into the vegetable field next to the kitchen.
This season, there are only a few Chinese cabbages in the vegetable field. The cabbage has been covered by heavy snow. Now that the snow has melted again, the outer leaves of the cabbage are already bare, and the row of leeks planted beside the fence is rather gratifying.
The back of the kitchen is not an earthen wall, but a row of bamboo fences, blocking the vegetable field and the path to the back mountain.
In fact, Zhao Canniang really didn't understand what the earthen wall outside Zhao's Nong was for. What she did was completely deceitful, because the outer earthen wall was connected to the fence of the vegetable field behind the kitchen. If someone wants to enter the yard, they can easily step over the fence behind the kitchen as long as they walk around the earthen wall.
Zhao Canniang withdrew her thoughts, and when the corn paste in the pot was boiling, she began to fry the konjac.
There was no oil at home, so Zhao Canniang simply put the chopped sauerkraut into the pot and fried it for a while, then put the konjac in it to cook.
Konjac has plenty of water, so there is no need to put water in it when cooking.
When the konjac water in the pot gradually boiled dry and felt almost the same, Zhao Canniang picked up a little with chopsticks and got up to eat.
As soon as the konjac was in the mouth, Zhao Canniang began to chew slowly.
It's a familiar feeling, but it's just the taste, because konjac must be oily to be delicious, and the konjac is not very delicious right now, but for Zhao Canniang, she is content.
The sky outside has gradually brightened.
The corn paste in the pot was ready, so Zhao Canniang walked out of the kitchen, and then went back to the back room to wake Qin Shi and Zhao Qingfeng out of bed.
(End of this chapter)
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