Pinellia pastoral

Chapter 259 New Species

After all, Su Qian returned to Dongwang Village.

The whole winter was lingering on the sick bed, and I didn't get better, but fortunately, I didn't continue to get worse.

Without her angry yelling and cursing, the whole yard seemed a lot cleaner, with a hint of depression.

Several daughters-in-law were busy taking care of her. They came and went in and out of the yard. Mrs. Zhou occasionally looked at the vacant workshop at the other end, with a glimmer of light in her eyes. When Mrs. Li arrived, she planned to tell her.

Banxia and Mint's family moved to a new house years ago.

The new house is not far from this side, and the other side is considered lively, with so many shops outside, people almost have to go out from here.

Zhang Liu and Su Youli are always so busy that their feet are on the ground. The workshop has been divided into several places, and the people are not many, and they have been built in a row in a row.

Some of the children in Su Youwen's school at the other end only studied for half a day, only literate, and didn't even think about taking the exam for fame. No, just eat and don't refuse.

Later, they invited a few powerful shopkeepers to teach them how to calculate accounts, and some knowledge in the shop, and they learned it seriously.

Because of this, the accumulated wages can not only pay the husband's money, but also build the house early.

The facts are in front of us, although Su Youwen is a scholar, he still needs face, how can he be inferior to a child, he is also working hard to learn, people are no longer the same as before. .

And those children, working and studying every day, can support themselves. Some of them are sensible, and they can even bring things home, so happy that their home is like nothing.When they go out and practice in the shop, they are all very willing.

Everything is being planned.

This place is more like a training base than a workshop.

The new houses of the two families are next to each other. Although Wu Liangping's house is a good one, and he also took back Jufeng Building, he lives alone, and it is not convenient to take care of the children. Yaya stayed, and he couldn't refute.

Yaya returned home and stayed with Gu Ya'er all day long. The house here is so big, so she stayed with Gu Ya'er. Minhe is alone, and she doesn't want to live there, so she also comes here Live with them.

He even said something quite reasonable, "The world is so big, there is only room for one seat."

Ban Xia pursed her lips and smiled, "You heard about it from that school, right? I said it's better to live nearer, and you can get some ink."

Mint laughed noncommittally.

Now she is at ease, Su Youyi is still working on the mountain, and it is not uncommon to not come back for a few days, because Su Qian's illness on that side, and Sun's stay there to take care of her when she is fine.

When they want to come back, Ban Xia has already cooked the meal, and the two families live like a family.

Mint thought about what happened at Wumei's end, her eyes were full of light, "Banxia, ​​when are we going to take Yaya out again?"

Ban Xia didn't make a sound, just stared at the things in the pot without blinking.

Looking at the whole piece of golden color inside, the greedy worms in Mint's mouth were also hooked out, "Ban Xia, shall we make this in the future? This thing looks similar to rice noodles, but the fried food is delicious! "

Ban Xia smiled and did not deny it, "There are so many of us, one more thing is one more way, flour is a good thing."

"Then you can't blow up here all day, who can stand it!"

After finishing speaking, seeing Pinellia remained silent, Mint couldn't help it, and asked again, "There's that meat, can't it just be dried? Why is it so troublesome? Look at the enema at home, isn't it the same..."

Ban Xia was stunned, ignoring the contents of the frying pan, "Mint, what did you just say?"

"Enema, it's not like I haven't eaten it before."

Ban Xia's eyes lit up.

Gougou smiled, "Well, this one is good, we can sell this one in the future."

In my heart, I don't know where I thought of.

The contents of the pan are fried and set aside to cool.

Pinellia turned off the fire.

This is the first time, she can't remember clearly.

Standing up, "I'm going to the rice noodle workshop, are you going?"

Mint thought that it would be troublesome enough to change clothes and wrap her hair, but felt that staying there was really boring, "Go, don't say anything else, it's very warm inside, I'll change into thin clothes!"

After changing into clean clothes, when I got to the entrance of the workshop, I changed into a robe made of white cotton cloth, put on a mask to cover my head, and then went inside.

Isn't it just steam fumigation?
Everything is running in an orderly manner.

"Ban Xia, come here to get some boiling water?"

The people inside saw what Banxia was carrying in his hand, so they guessed it.

Pinellia smiled and said yes, and now the rice noodle workshop provides two types of rice noodles, one is round, which can be stored for a long time after being dried directly, and the other is naturally flat, which is similar to the noodle skin steamed in water by Mr. Su in the past. But I don't know how much more efficient.

There is not much to say about grinding, it is a machine made of wood and bamboo slices, with thin bamboo strips on the top, and the whole bottom is on fire, and the people here pour the ground rice on top. The rice pulp rolls on the dustpan-like thin bamboo strips, and goes down slowly. There is a big column-like cover in the middle, which is to steam the pulp and flow down slowly. When the other end comes out, someone is waiting at the opening beside it. There is a guillotine-like thing with a row of sliced ​​bamboo slices on it. Press it down, and after it goes down, the bamboo basket is strips of rice noodles of uniform thickness.

No time wasted at all in the whole process.

The texture of the rice noodles is different from that of the round ones.

Nowadays, every shop outside also sells this. As long as there is this thing, it doesn't need many people to drive it out.

"Ban Xia, in the past, your grandfather sold rice noodles and steamed them piece by piece. Every time you asked him to come in and look at him, he refused. Before you came, he was tricked into coming in, and his eyes were straightened!"

"No, if I didn't make it myself, I wouldn't have thought of it. I get up in the middle of the night to do rice noodles business. I don't know how long it will take to steam. It's not convenient to have this thing!"

"Nowadays in the entire county, which place does not use our rice noodles, and when it is approved, the soup is what everyone compares with."

"You're getting confused. When it comes to soup and ingredients, how many of them can compare with our snail noodles? There are also all kinds of braised pork rice noodles and fresh meat noodles that Pinellia came up with, which also allows everyone to survive. We just It’s fine to open a snail noodle shop, but those who don’t know, really think that they don’t have that ability!”

Ban Xia listened and smiled knowingly.

There are many things that don't need to be involved in everything. They have a shop of snail noodles, which is almost the same.

What's more, the rice noodles are all made here, and many of the side dishes used are taken from the pickle garden. The leftover soup, each family has its own taste, and she never insists.

There are also people who steam their own rice noodles, but there are very few of them. Everyone knows that the things in the workshop are clean and the management is strict. If there is something serious, even if you lose money, you can find a place.

Before Ban Xia said anything, those people laughed and said, "Speaking of this, Ban Xia, you don't know that when your grandfather went out, he wanted to cry. He said that at least he didn't abandon the craftsmanship of his ancestors."

Mr. Su is wandering around here to help, but this is for food, and he must be clean. Just talking about changing clothes, no one accepts it at first, and he got used to it in the end.

Old man Su was thinking of going in and changing his clothes, not to mention he didn't know what to think, he thought it was unlucky to wear something white on his head, and the old woman was still lying at home.

Today he changed his clothes, followed him in to have a look, and went out to sigh with emotion.

Ban Xia could imagine that after half his life in the rice noodle business, at first glance, this thing took only a quarter of an hour to make. How could it not be shocking if it was made after staying up late at night.

Otherwise, how would the workshop make money?

Pinellia and mint were boiled in a pot and put into a small wooden barrel surrounded by straw with cotton wool inside. The pot can be placed inside to keep warm for at least two hours, and it is also convenient to use at home.

Back home, Ban Xia held her breath, put the fried food into a bowl, added the braised gravy, pinched a handful of green onions, sprinkled some chopped pickles, and poured boiling water into it.

Mint was stunned, "Ban Xia, is this something edible? It smells so good!"

Ban Xia has tried many times, and she has gone through many detours just for oil.

Lard is not good, peanut oil is better, but it is still unsatisfactory. Fortunately, there is a relative in the workshop who is further south. Seeing her walking around the oil pan all day, she sighed: "It takes a lot of oil. It’s better to use palm oil, it’s not that expensive.”

That's when I found palm oil. She is not good at rolling noodles, and the people in the workshop don't understand, so they improved it like making rice noodles, and finally got it out. Now, how much palm oil is added to the oil pan? A spoonful of peanut oil, Pinellia thought it looked decent, so I gave it a try.

After a while, she opened the lid, and a scent came out!

Mint gnawed on the side of the Banxia fryer, making a clicking sound, "This is not bad! What are you, Banxia? It's so fragrant that I can't control my tongue!"

The color and appearance are almost the same, the rest of the pinellia didn't think so much, they stirred it with chopsticks, then picked up a chopstick, and stuffed it into their mouths without caring about the heat.

Well, the taste is a little bit bad, but that's the same thing.

Mint saw that there were still some good things in the bamboo basket, so she hurriedly imitated the way Pinellia was placed, put the things in a bowl, poured water, and waited like a hen laying eggs, "If it's so convenient, those lazy women don't have to worry about it." Well, who wouldn't know how to cook this kind of food!"

The two sisters were talking, and the person who rushed back from the shop outside came over and handed Ban Xia a letter.

Ban Xia hesitated to open it, and only took a look before frowning.

(End of this chapter)