In Zhang Yanping's eyes, Wang Xiaoshun's face looked like a vicious supporting character that everyone wanted to beat.
But the reason why a lazy person is lazy is that he can still procrastinate until the matter is done. At this moment, he immediately raised his voice and said, "I'm going to see Doctor Guo first!"
It would be best to spend another day or so there so that I can avoid the work this afternoon.
Song Tan was walking out with a bucket of soybeans, and looked at him with a smile:
"Brother Yanping, please ask Doctor Guo to give you some moxibustion. This way you can rest well this afternoon and have more energy to work tomorrow morning. We'll need your help on the mountain!"
You can't just ask me for help!
He had a hard time deciding whether to work for half a day in the afternoon or go up the mountain to do more work tomorrow.
Zhang Yanping held his face stiff, "Don't worry, Tantan. I'll be back as soon as I ask her! It's too hard for a girl like you to do this kind of work. I'm your brother after all, so I have to help you!"
Song Tan smiled even more, and even his voice became sweet: "Thank you, Brother Yan Ping."
It was not until his figure had gone a long way that Wu Lan began to pick at the cooked beans and wondered, "What happened to Yan Ping? He even volunteered to come back to work..."
In fact, you can imagine it by eating it - it smells good, but it's also very sweet! Although in recent years, the inside of Yangjiaomi has been wrapped in fried glutinous rice flour instead of sugar powder, the sugar outside is still sweet.
Qiao Qiao looked at her cousin eagerly: "Are there still a few dried pumpkins left? If so, let's make another batch!"
"Low mood."
A few people were chatting, but they saw Song Tan's clear eyes looking at them again, and they knew whether he had heard it or not.
My cousin's eyes widened instantly:
And then he looked at his cousin considerately and said, "Master Song, he's taking a break. If the boy wants to eat someday, you and your master can come and cook it when you are free."
As for the sugar corn cakes, I had already forgotten about them by then.
That thing is time-consuming and troublesome at all.
If you eat it again at that time, it will be too sweet.
"Oh." Song Tan turned his head back silently.
Having said that, Qiao Qiao glanced at me and said, "Dad, do we have to be picky about what we eat? If we are really weak, we might as well not eat anything at all."
"Besides, you asked your cousin to make some, and then you asked them to eat a whole bowl each, so why are they so scared?"
It takes a lot of time to make, but before it gets too hot, it tastes as sweet as dried sweet potatoes, but with a spicy flavor...
The frosting inside the honey-coated yangjiao can’t be replaced by glutinous rice flour. It tastes like the fried dough and the syrup on the outside are neutralized. It’s so exaggerated in fact that there is not even a fried aroma.
The beans that had been cooked since lunch were brought out bucket by bucket and spread out on the plastic film. The kids were all outside helping out, with small fans blowing... After several buckets of beans were spread out and flattened, everyone was sweating profusely, and the beans were gradually cooling down.
In that case…
That's true.
First cousin: …
"Why do you want to eat everything, kid? Honeydew melon has such a low sugar content and is so sweet. If you make it, each person can only eat one at most. It's still quite troublesome."
But the moment Song Tan said this, you immediately turned your eyes to your cousin.
The scissors pried hard at the thread end, and Song Tan quickly reached out to grab the thread. With a "click", the flour bag was quickly pulled open.
When the first round of flour wrapping began, Song Tan suddenly sighed, "I really want to eat candied corn!"
"Tell me the truth, which one is sweeter, winter melon candy or honeydew melon?"
Winter melon and pumpkin, you can eat as much as you want.
The cousin glared at him happily: "What are you looking at? You can do everything?"
At this moment, I spoke tactfully: "Is it too sweet? Do older people care about controlling sugar? The sugar content is too low, which makes people weak."
"Bad!" Song Tan responded immediately.
When you were younger, that snack was quite popular. But now that supplies are in short supply, heavy oil and sugar are bad things.
The two guys looked at each other and decided that if they only ate one, the sweet and crisp feeling of winter melon candy was much better than anything else.
The sugar-coated jiaozi I am talking about is a kind of snack commonly seen during the local Chinese New Year. It is actually called yangjiaomi.
Now, I finally found the opportunity.
I was young, and I really didn't like such sweet things. I wanted to do it!
The inside is a white sugar powder shell, and the outside of the dough is covered with syrup, but of course it is not covered, just soak it in the syrup. Wait until it slowly solidifies, then dip it in sugar powder.
Tastes...
It is most common to coat these beans with flour because they have just been cooked and have low moisture content. They will become damp at that time and need to be coated with another layer.
Qu Rong looked at Qu Rong who was carrying the flour bag and said considerately: "Song Tan, my cousin loves to eat candied corn cakes. You asked me to make winter melon candy for him. Are you happy?"
The first cousin cleared his throat immediately: "What is this? Qu Rong, bring two more packets of noodles."
But winter melon candy is the same, the first bite is sweet, but the seventh bite will make your teeth hurt!
Song Tan stretched out his two white hands and gestured: "This year's winter melons are very small. With so few of you, you can only eat eight rounds at a time. It's not good to make candy!"
I am of my age and I really can't bear it at all.
Song Bacheng also frowned and said, "I love sweets, especially winter melon candy, which I thought was extremely sweet when I was a child."
At this moment, the cousin went to get the first portion of beans out of the pot, while Qiao Qiao took out two bags of flour.
But Wang Dashun was very excited: "You, you, you! Both you and your master can do it! You guys do it."
Just like what Dr. Guo said, we really can't be too lazy. Wu Lan thought about it.
"Indeed." Wu Lan also nodded deeply: "It also consumes fuel."
When I quickly walked to the other side of the plastic sheet with the flour, my cousin let out a sigh of relief:
Learning is always appetizing!
Song Tan smiled slyly: "Mom, this proves that Brother Yanping actually likes to do these things. Why don't you give him more responsibilities tomorrow?"
At this moment, the young men all turned their eyes to their cousin.
Qiao Qiao was flipping through the papers and suddenly looked up at her cousin: "Yanjiao Mi is really too sweet. How about making some winter melon candy?"
Anyway, apart from Qiao Qiao’s memory, many people ate that kind of thing in those years.
My master and I have long wanted to try the taste of Qiao Qiao's ingredients, but unfortunately my cousin is the chef. We cook for the workers at the foot of the mountain, but we can eat it ourselves every day, which makes us very greedy.
Before these pumpkins were dried, some were steamed and stored as original flavors. Some were wrapped in chili powder and other seasonings by my cousin and then steamed and dried.
Qiao Qiao carried the bag and sprinkled the soybeans evenly. The guys squatted outside, each responsible for a piece, mixing the flour and cooked soybeans evenly, having a lot of fun.