Chapter 18 But she is good at making candy

Author: Winter Moon

Chapter 18 But she is good at making candy

In the Baijia yard, Bainanxing, the Changsun of Baijia, was practicing a pan of oil. When he saw him barely looking for copper coins in the bubbled pan, his arm was burning red, and his blinds were red and his eyes kept reciting, "

It’s mature, it’s mature, it’s going to be mature.”

"Wow, my brother's arms are all ripe, woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Bai Fuer and his brother Bai Mu Ai came over together and gave a thumbs up to Bai Nanxing who had already taken out the copper coins. Bai Nanxing looked at his arm that was not seriously injured, "Ye Zi, my brother's arm is so familiar.

Now?"

Baiyegen covered his eyes and didn't dare to look at it, "It's cooked, I smell it all the fragrance, it's sweet, it smells so good."

As he said that, he swallowed his saliva, and remembered that it was his elder brother's arm, and he cried even more miserably.

Everyone in the yard laughed, and his mother Zhang smiled and said, "Open your eyes and see, what are your third sister and fourth brother eating?"

Bai Yegen carefully opened a gap, and saw his third sister holding a roasted sweet potato and eating it fragrantly. Bai Fu'er gave him half, "Hey, this is the eldest brother's arm."

Ah Wu bite the sweet potato with one bite, "Sister Three is bad."

Bai Fu'er ate like a little cat. She smiled and said that she would take him to mow the rabbit in the afternoon because the people at home had to practice going up the Knife Mountain and crossing the Fire Bridge in the afternoon. The thing really looked scary.

This bowl of rice served is not that delicious, just like the hot oil pan just now, with vinegar added inside. It looks great, but the temperature is not as high as expected, but it still requires long-term practice.

Several of his brothers have been punished for this and their arms have been changed several times.

Not easy.

At this time, the spring plowing has ended, and there are still busy people in the fields. The seeds of the rice have been sown and the rice seeds are about to be planted soon, and the villagers are not free for a moment.

The children are also running all over the mountains, with wild fruits such as April soaking, mulberry soaking, and sheep** ripe. No matter whether it is a boy or a girl in the village, there is no one who can't climb trees. Even Bai Fu'er can climb very easily.

I had a mulberry tree and my mouth was covered with black purple.

At this moment, the three siblings who went out to mow the grass were nestled on a mulberry tree. The loess roots were younger, and they sat on the tree branch and ate the mulberry bamboo sent by their two sisters. The food was sweet and showing off.

The sour eyebrows that you eat can be frowned together.

Bai Fu'er looked at the mulberry pills with a look of pity, "If we pick these mulberry pills back and make sauce, we will use them to dip steamed buns in the morning and afternoon, which will definitely be delicious."

Baiguoer picked two big, black and purple mulberry sauces for her, "It takes a lot of sugar to make jam. How expensive is that sugar? Grandma will not agree."

Bai Fuer was restless, "Second sister, I want to eat brown sugar steamed buns."

"Fu'er, you have too big ideas." Baiguo'er couldn't believe her ears, "Even if we are rich in the village, we dare not buy brown sugar at will. Then, no one will buy brown sugar after buying it.

You can only drink a little if you feel comfortable, how can you want to eat brown sugar steamed buns?"

"Do you remember the brown sugar cake my dad brought back last time?"

Bai Legen nodded the first time, "I remember, I ate the most and it was delicious."

Baiguoer sighed, "That brown sugar cake is 200% off. My mother scolded him, and my milk scolded him."

Bai Fu'er's eyes are bright, "Sister Three, I see that there are still a lot of sugarcane in the field in winter. Do you think there are still people in the village who have sugarcane at home? Let's buy some and I'll make brown sugar for you.

.”

Every household in Wenchang Village can grow some fruits and some sugarcane, which is to make your mouth sweet. During the Chinese New Year, every child in every household is holding sugarcane and chewing them, and their mouths can be chewed into bubbles.

"Fu'er, when will you make brown sugar?"

Bai Fu'er's eyes rolled, "I don't know, but I think I can."

Just kidding, she was the daughter of the Sugar King in her previous life, so what kind of sugar is there in her family?

It can be said that she can’t cook, but she can be very good at cooking.

This is the benefit of drinking Mengpo Soup with Water.

Oh, she has taken the heroine script, hahahahaha.

Seeing her silly smile, Bai Guoer was helpless, "There should be sugarcane at Grandpa Zhang San's house in the village, so don't you know if it's broken?"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go and see."

She took the lead in slid down from the tree, carried her small basket, and was about to run away.

Bai Guoer called her and forced her to go back and wash her face, "Little cat."

Bai Fu'er smiled foolishly. Who would have thought that one day she would be able to get to the point where she would not have to wash her face herself.

Mr. Zhang was weaving a basket at home. When he saw Bai Fuer, he greeted her happily, "Fuer, what's the matter with your third grandfather?"

Before he could speak, Bai Fuer saw a very delicate basket, "Grandpa San, the baskets you made are so beautiful."

Every household in the village has a bamboo forest, or at the door of their own or on the hillside behind. Men in every household in the village can make some household items, such as baskets, rakes, baskets, dustpans, baskets, etc., but they are exquisite.

Not everyone knows the items, such as mats, baskets that can be sold for money, children's backpacks and other items.

The things Zhang Sanye can sell for money. His bamboo strips are thin, thin, smooth and not prickly, and can be considered a craftsman.

Seeing Bai Fu'er being rare, Mr. Zhang happily took out a very delicate small basket, "This is what Grandpa San learned from the county town, but it's not good to craft it. You can take it to play with it, it's good to pretend to be a flower.

Very."

Bai Fuer was happy and had two small baskets the size of a palm, and the holes were collected into it, making it round and smooth.

"Grandpa San, if you put a flower cloth inside and wrap it around with a flower cloth strip outside, it will look great and will definitely be easy to sell."

Zhang Qingqing heard her words when she just came back from being mowed. She was Zhang Sanye’s granddaughter. She was fourteen years old this year. But the first-class beautiful girl in the village is even better than the flowers of the hundreds of families in the eyes of the boys in the village.

It looks a little better.

"Fu'er, you said this method is really good, and the rag head is not expensive." She put down the basket and took the small basket and turned into the house. When she came out again, there was a piece of flower cloth inside, "Master, look,

It looks so good."

Mr. Zhang also thought it was good, "It's good, so I'll make up a few more and use Fu'er's method to pack it, which can I sell it for two more dollars."

"Fu'er, Grandpa San takes advantage of you."

Zhang Qingqing smiled like the peach blossoms that were still blooming in the village last month. She looked so beautiful. She held the small basket and said, "Fu'er, wait a moment, I'll go and pack it for you, very soon."

"Gua'er, I'll pack your one when my grandfather makes it out and I'll send it to you."

Baiguoer happily held her shoulders, "I knew Sister Qingqing would not forget me."
Chapter completed!