Mr. Chen is quick and attentive in his work. These bamboo sticks look thicker than toothpicks, and the burrs on them are also worn clean.

"I'll try it." Xiaoxi picked up two bamboo sticks from the dining table, returned to the chopping board, closed the lotus root cover, and tried to insert the bamboo sticks into it and fix it.

"Grandpa, yes, that's it." Two bamboo sticks were inserted into the lotus root, and the lotus root cover was fixed.

Xiaoxi picked up all the bamboo sticks on the dining table and asked Mr. Chen to make some more. These were not enough.

I used a few bamboo sticks to seal the lotus root cover tightly so that the water would leak in when I put it in the pot later. Then the glutinous rice lotus root will be more watery and not delicious.

It was a fine job to stuff glutinous rice into the lotus root hole and it also tested patience, so it took some time. After Chen Yubin peeled the lotus roots in the pot, the stream had only three sections.

Seeing this, he wanted to help. Xiaoxi knew that he was not a patient person, and was afraid that he would not be careful and would not fit the lotus holes in a solid manner, so he urged him to go to the fire without his help.

Mr. Chen took over the bamboo stick that had just been chopped. Seeing that Xiaoxi had only had a few lotus roots in the past half a day, he cleaned his hands to help.

Xiaoxi casually said some precautions and was busy with her own work. She had nothing to worry about Mr. Chen.

Seeing that there was still half a pot of glutinous rice, there were only two lotus roots that were not filled with glutinous rice. Xiaoxi took out more than ten lotus roots with mud, washed all the mud, and attracted Chen Yubin to continue peeling the lotus roots.

Wash the big pot inside the stove. The chestnuts cooked in the pot have long been scooped up and handed them to Chen Yubin and Chen Grandma Chen next to the fire to peel the shells.

Put all the lotus roots filled with glutinous rice into the pot, put more than thirty and nearly forty knots of glutinous rice roots in half the pot, and add water to cover the lotus roots.

Grandma Chen, who was sitting next to the fire, came over without asking someone to call her and started the pot.

Xiaoxi glanced at her in confusion, but didn't say much. "Mother-in-law, increase the firewood, don't worry about the fire burning now." He grabbed a few handfuls of dried red dates and cut some brown sugar and threw them into the pot, covering the pot.

If a large amount of firewood is added to the hole of the pot, no one needs to sit there. It can be burned for a long time. Just move it in from time to time to prevent the firewood outside the pot door from falling to the ground and igniteing the firewood.

The whole family sat by the fire. Seeing that the stream came over, Mr. Chen pointed to the peeled chestnuts on the dining table and asked, "Xiu, what are you doing with so many chestnuts?"

Without waiting for Xiaoxi to answer, Chen Yubin hurriedly squeezed to Mr. Chen, pulled his sleeves and said loudly: "I know, I know."

Seeing that Mr. Chen turned his head and looked over, he said proudly: "Sister said that he wanted to make chestnut cakes, chestnuts are chestnuts." He was afraid that Mr. Chen would be like him and didn't know what chestnuts were, so he added.

After listening to it in a simple manner, Mr. Chen turned his head in a simple manner and looked at Xiaoxi in confusion, "Hehe... Grandpa, what Binbin said is true. I am going to make chestnut cakes. The chestnut cakes are delicious, suitable for all ages, crispy, soft and sweet, and are even better than pumpkin cakes."

Although he was very dissatisfied with Mr. Chen's distrust of him, when he heard about what he had eaten, Chen Yubin didn't care about anything he had to suck his saliva and asked in surprise: "Really?"

Xiaoxi nodded. She believed in her skills very much. However, yesterday, because there was no oven at home, the date cake was steamed, and the steamed date cake just tasted a little worse, and nothing else was fine.

However, this is not possible for chestnut cakes. It still has to be baked to make chestnut cakes, and it is not as crispy as steamed.

Xiaoxi remembered a variety show she watched in her previous life. She didn’t have an oven, so she still made cakes. So Xiaoxi was preparing to study and learn from her.

I put away my thoughts and thoughts, but I just sucked them. "It's really delicious, I've eaten it once."

"Ah~ Why haven't I eaten it?" Before Xiaoxi could finish his words, Chen Yubin interrupted in a hurry.

Mr. Chen glared at him with a stern face, as if saying: Why are you so rude and you can fuck someone else's words at will?

Chen Yubin's neck shrank in fear, but he still looked at Xiaoxi with dissatisfaction.

Xiaoxi smiled slightly and explained, "It was at the aunt whom I knew. He gave me a piece and I tasted it. After dinner that night, my mother said she would go out and take a walk, saying you didn't want to watch TV at home."

It's a loss if you don't go there yourself.

Chen’s mother has a good friend in Beijing, and she is from another place, and she rented a house not far from the house that Chen and her mother rented.

The aunt was very nice to Xiaoxi and brought them delicious food every now and then, so Chen Yubin would not doubt anything when Xiaoxi made an excuse to say it was her.

"Ah~" Why did I accidentally get lazy that day? My sister did not bring him any more, so she didn't bring him any more.

Seeing that Chen Yubin's resentment was almost filling the room, Xiaoxi said with a funny look: "Okay, I'll make it later. Wouldn't you know what it tastes like if you taste it?"

Although his face was a little better, Chen Yubin still frowned and said aggrievedly: "The taste is different." Who knows if the one you made is delicious?

Xiaoxi pretended to be exaggerated and said arrogantly: "I made it (food), and then I said that I can't read so many recipes in vain."

The people in the room were laughing loudly. Chen Yubin even laughed out loud. He hurriedly covered him with embarrassment, which made everyone laugh even louder. Xiaoxi trembled his hands and handed the toilet paper because he was so worried.

Chen Yubin took the toilet paper, wiped his nose, blushed, and ran to the stream to make a fuss with her. The stream begged for mercy, and Chen Yubin gave up.

After laughing and making a fuss, Xiaoxi remembered the ingredients to make the oven.

"Master, you still use the acres of bricks on the side of my mom's house?"

"What are you doing?"

"Master, this chestnut cake is to be baked. We don't have to bake it?" Xiaoxi said with a frown.

There is a person in the village next to Xiaoxi and the others who are good at making pancakes. Every year when the Chinese New Year is approaching, he will take care of the things and go door to door to make pancakes. They call this matter a cake and the person who makes pancakes the cake.

The most important thing is a flat-bottomed iron pot with a diameter of 70 to 80 cm. The flour and salt are produced at home, and the rest of the seasonings are made by making pancakes. Because if you want to make them well, not only the craftsmanship, but also the seasonings must be kept confidential. If someone knows which seasonings to use, then it is not just his family who makes pancakes in the village.

The crispy cakes are also divided into sweet and salty. The sweet ones are added with white sugar, and the skin is sprinkled with white sesame seeds, which are crispy and crispy. The salty ones are sprinkled with black sesame seeds, which are very crispy and even when eaten, they will fall apart. Xiaoxi likes salty crispy cakes very much.

However, it has been rare to come to make pancakes in the past two years. Maybe it’s because everyone goes out to buy them, which is convenient. Fewer people need to make pancakes. If you think it’s not enough labor costs to make pancakes, you’re not going to have enough labor costs when you go to make pancakes.

In fact, the main thing to make pancakes is in that pot. Three holes are made on the edge of the pot, thread them with iron wire, and tie the other end to a wooden stick, like a large scale, with only a weight missing.

Put the pan up, light the heat below, put the prepared pancakes into the pan, and cover the pan. From time to time, fiddling with tongs, and sometimes turning the pancakes in the pan from time to time, and making pancakes. He made these all by himself, and Grandma Chen and the others just sat on the side and roasted the fire to chat with him.

The freshly baked crispy cake is so delicious. It is the crispiest and crispiest time. Even the sesame seeds on it are delicious and full of fragrance.

Her house doesn't have such a pot, so she can only make an oven.

Mr. Chen still doesn’t understand. If there is no pot, why would she want these bricks?

"If you don't use it, I'll think of using those bricks to build something out and try to see if it can be baked." Xiaoxi smiled very flatteringly.

"Okay, I don't have to use those bricks. I'll put them there anyway, so you can use them." Seeing that Xiaoxi was going to build a rack to bake chestnut cakes, Mr. Chen said carelessly. After using them, if there are other uses in the future, you can still use them again.

Until not long after, Mr. Chen looked at the bricks in his hand, and Wu Jiao Ba was afraid, and he really didn't know what to say. He asked them to use them, but he said he didn't use them. Now, he was ruined like this...

Alas~ He sighed a long time, and for the sake of the chestnut cake, he didn't care. He threw down the brick in his hand and put it on the next time he made the chestnut cake.

Wujiao Ba Fate and the Ba Fate are also black, which are all described as black, very black. Wujiao Ba Fate also describes Jiao, so there is no black, black.

"Oh~ You are so good, grandpa." Chen Yubin hugged Mr. Chen's neck and acted coquettishly.

As long as Mr. Chen is not stern, he is still not afraid.

"Okay, we'll go to move bricks and put things up now." After shouting, the three of them came out. Grandma Chen left at the front of the house and looked at the fire of cooking glutinous rice lotus roots.

The vegetable garden next to the old house was half of the land. It turned out to be a dirt house, but later it fell down for some reason.

For example, around the windows, they were made of acres of bricks, and some were also used in other places. When the house collapsed, Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen picked up the bricks one by one under the dirt blocks, and the whole block was on the edge of the eaves.

In fact, the earth brick is blue brick, but it is just a name they call it here.

Two or three hundred bricks were picked out from the earthen wall house, and some were used to build a toilet. Because the bottom was made of square stones, the upper part was made of earthen bricks, and only two walls were built, so there were still about a hundred bricks left.

The three of them started to move bricks to the yard outside the kitchen door. Mr. Chen had ten horses, five horses in the stream, and four horses in Chen Yubin. He moved them in just a few trips, and he didn't even let go of half of the bricks.

He threw down the half-ticket bricks in his arms, straightened his waist, and patted the dust on his clothes. Old Master Chen said to Xiaoxi without raising his head: "Xiaoxi, if these bricks are not enough, there are still some behind the eaves, I'll move some for you."

The back of the eaves of the house refers to the eaves of my father's house, which is the back of the eaves of the house they live in now.
Chapter completed!