Chapter One Hundred and Eighth
When he was carrying his bicycle and rushing home, he happened to meet Master Li who was driving the car. He had to sigh that he should believe in science. Bicycles run faster than carriages.
"Fourth sister, I'm back, fifth sister." He shouted as soon as he arrived at the edge of the dam.
Who would have thought that my parents were at home too? It turned out that the production team had been working early today, but my second sister hadn't come back yet. Could it be that the road was delayed?
"Old man, mom, these are all things I bought. You guys clean up first. I'll go to the town to wait for my second sister." Fang Dajun said immediately. Although it was only about forty minutes after walking from the town, didn't he have a bicycle? He couldn't just take care of his sister and ignore his own sister.
"As long, go and go back quickly. The production team sent five kilograms of wine (glutinous rice). Our family will make glutinous rice to eat at night." Fang Donghua smiled. His son felt sorry for his daughter. This is a great thing.
Fang Dajun nodded, took out the candy in his pocket and stuffed it to his two sisters, and then carried the bicycle to the road.
When mooncakes are not popular, the glutinous rice is the main force in the Mid-Autumn Festival in Sichuan. Clean the glutinous rice, soak it in clean water for a few hours, put it in a clean cloth on the fence basket, take out the soaked glutinous rice and spread it on the cloth, cover it and steam it over high heat. It is best to pass water once in the middle, then take it out and put it into the mortar, and pound it into a glutinous rice.
It is sweet and glutinous, with a unique taste. You can also add ingredients, soybeans, sesame, peanuts, red and white sugar, etc., and you can also eat it while stir-frying, fried, and roasting.
The cost-effectiveness is quite high, and the ingredients required are simple, but they are rare today. The reason is that the output of glutinous rice is not as good as that of ordinary rice, and a production team does not have many fields for planting. On average, a household can divide it into ten pounds. How many pounds are sent for Mid-Autumn Festival to make glutinous rice rakes, and how many pounds are sent for the New Year to make glutinous rice balls.
And even if you have money and food coupons, you can't buy glutinous rice at the grain station because you have little planting in the local area and you won't be able to hand it over. Of course, it depends on the region.
We workers have strength,
Hey! We workers are powerful!
Busy work every day,
Hey! I'm busy with work every day,
Built into a tall building,
The railway coal mine was built.
How has the world changed?
Alas!
Fang Dajun hummed a small song and fought all the way to Beidou. Although it will be Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day tomorrow, the Beidou market day has not changed. It is still a single number of the market. Today it is No. 30, and Beidou is a little deserted.
However, the supply and marketing cooperative was still half open, and he had not seen his second sister for the time being, and there was no bus passing by. So he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to observe it. As expected, he did not see the necessary products of a woman's house.
I thought about it, when I earned some money, I would go to the big cities outside to check out and guard the coal as my backing to do some business. Uh! Sanitary napkins are also considered industrial, as well as instant noodles and ham sausages. These are fast-selling products in daily life that can withstand the times.
I remember in my previous life, in the early 1990s, when mineral water came out, one dollar and one bottle were put on the dust and couldn't sell it. The market was very bleak in the late 1990s, but after the 21st century, mineral water became a must-have for life.
So, you have to see the right thing when choosing an industry. The four characters are core, and there is a quick flow of water!
At this time, an atmospheric baggage bus arrived late and stopped on the bridge. Fang Dajun quickly got on the bicycle and rushed over, just in time to see his second sister getting out of the car.
"Sister, here!"
When Fang Yan heard the familiar shouting, she immediately smiled happily, "Brother, why are you still in the town?"
"Haha, I'm waiting for you. Get in the car quickly. Our family will pound glutinous rice tonight." Fang Dajun greeted.
When Fang Yan heard this, she slipped into the back seat and naturally hugged his waist with both hands. This made Fang Dajun a little stunned, but his feet did not stop. The 28th Phoenix activated, and directly mentioned the speed of fifteen yards and disappeared at the end of the street.
"Dongmei, do you think that's not a big army?" He Caijian, who had just got off the car, pointed at the front and shouted. He was Fang Dajun's junior high school classmate.
At this time, a long-haired girl came down from behind and hurriedly looked into the street, but only saw a bicycle carrying a man disappearing at the end. "It can't be him, how could he have a bicycle."
"Why can't it be? Didn't I meet him outside the school last time? He said to see his sister. I saw that the back was a army, and most of the ones carrying him behind him were his sister who was studying in cram school." He Caijian said confidently. Unfortunately, they were sitting in the back row just now, and they had to get the bags when they got off the bus, so they delayed for a while, otherwise they would definitely be able to see clearly.
"Then he can't have a bicycle," Tang Dongmei echoed, unable to believe it.
"That's not sure. I saw him last time. If he had no money, he wouldn't be able to go to the county to play tricks. Don't worry about him or not. Just go to his house to find someone." He Caijian suggested that their homes were both on the mountain and it took an hour to get there, and the distance was not too far.
"Go to find him?" Tang Dongmei looked at the end of the street and was a little dazed...
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When Fang Dajun and his second sister arrived home, the glutinous rice had been steamed in the pot. The mother and two sisters were dealing with green bamboo. The so-called green bamboo looks like sugarcane in the growth period. After cutting off the leaves, there were green bamboo sticks inside, which were very smooth. The local custom is to use this kind of bamboo to pound glutinous rice, which has a faint fragrance. But it seems that except for pounding glutinous rice, this bamboo has no other use. In the previous life, Fang Dajun had seen green bamboo in the garden landscape in the city, but no one used it to pound glutinous rice.
My father was cleaning the mortar and stone round troughs made of stones, and paired with a pestle (mortar stick) to pound rice, noodles, pepper, chili powder, etc., which was considered a relatively backward thing. Later generations have been replaced by machines or made of steel. Stone products are rarely used in rural areas.
"Swallow, go wash your hands quickly and make glutinous rice dumplings." Mother greeted. This work should be hot while it is hot, and it will not work if it is cold.
"Okay!" Fang Yan put down her bag and went to fry water to wash her hands. In previous years, she was the main force in making glutinous rice cakes. As for her younger brother, she just had to wait and eat.
Fang Dajun was a little ashamed at this time. The gentleman stayed away from the kitchen. He was not the main force in the kitchen before, but now it is different. He wanted to make a glutinous rice rake with his own hands, so he said, "Mom, let me do it, I'm very strong."
"Okay, let your son beat him." Fang Donghua responded, but he misunderstood, thinking that his son felt sorry for his daughter.
The steamed glutinous rice was quickly brought out, and the grains were even and not sticking together. However, the glutinous rice itself has a lot of stickiness, and it will be OK after the pestle is rotten.
There was not much rice, only five kilograms. My mother used a wooden shovel to scrape the rice into the stone mortar nest. The trough was very deep. In the early years, when the commune had no rice machine, it used this thing to pound the rice, but at that time we had to use wooden sticks.
"Son, go in the middle." The mother greeted. There were thick calluses on her hands, and she was not afraid of being hot. She used her hands to pile up the glutinous rice in the mortar nest.
Fang Dajun held the smooth green bamboo in his hand and stabilized his mind. He punched the pestle into the pellet according to the memory pestle. He felt it was still possible. Then he pulled it out and then followed the pestle. Every few moments, his mother would use her hands to dig the rice balls and cooperate with him. This is the same as pushing the mill, and he needs help.
"Hey hey!"
Fang Dajun was pounding rice dumplings hard, but gradually, his arms became a little sore and the frequency became slower and slower. "Mom, is that OK?"
"It's still early, it's better to make it taste better." Zhang's mother smiled.
But Fang Dajun laughed reluctantly. If he knew he had to slapped a few hundred times in total, he would have to cry.
"Brother, let me do it. You are wrong and you are going to pierce the pile." Fang Yan said as she took the green bamboo from her younger brother's hand. She saw that her younger brother was tired.
Fang Dajun took advantage of the situation and felt that he couldn't stand the face. Otherwise, I would practice it secretly tomorrow and wait until I will save my respect next year?
As soon as Fang Yan made a move, he immediately compared his previous actions. The mother and daughter cooperated very well. Even if their mother occasionally wanted to dig a rice ball, she would not stop her second sister, which felt pleasing to the eye.
Suye has specialties, it seems that his specialty is to talk!
As for the two girls, they were so greedy that they were already lingering around and they didn't have the chance to eat a bite of glutinous rice. Moreover, glutinous rice is also a good material for serving noodles, and it is a high-end product.
As for my father who had crossed his legs and went to smoke aside, the pure man should do this!
Under the skill of my second sister, the rice ball became more and more sticky and became more sticky. At this time, the advantages of green bamboo were brought out, that is, non-stick rice. If it was replaced with a wooden stick, it would be afraid that the rice ball would be covered, and the worse it would be, the more sticky it would be. From this perspective, green bamboo seemed to be born to be used to glutinous rice.
"It's broken, mom, have you taken out the sesame seeds I bought?" Fang Dajun remembered this.
"No, I didn't move the things you bought." Mother echoed.
Fang Dajun hurried into the house, searched out the sugar, sesame seeds, and peanuts, followed by two small tails, "Hehe, this is sesame seeds, it's time to put them in the pot."
After about ten minutes, the rice dumplings were pressed into cakes of different sizes. This is the glutinous rice rake. The crispy peanuts and sesame seeds were also puffed into powder and evenly spread on the glutinous rice rake. Be sure to be while it is hot, otherwise it will not stick to it.
After the glutinous rice rake is cooled, it is difficult to cut with a knife, let alone bite with your teeth, so you have to eat it while it is hot, otherwise you have to process it again. Once the glutinous rice rake is heated, it will soften and become soft and delicious. It is really a good thing. It can be stored for about ten days, and it will become moldy if it takes too long.
"It's time to eat!" Fang Dajun shouted with a smile, holding a big glutinous rice rake in his hand, and poked it in a sugar bowl and then put it into his mouth and took it a bite.
Well! The taste is simple and overbearing, including rice fragrance, bamboo fragrance, sesame fragrance, peanut fragrance, sweet sugar, and the unique sticky texture of glutinous rice. These flavors are combined together and are run-in by the upper and lower teeth, sent to the tongue, and explode in the mouth.
Finally, I went down my throat and went into my stomach. The pores all over my body were relaxed at this moment, and I felt like I was about to ascend to heaven. Well, this is not eating ginseng fruit. Of course, the real situation cannot be so exaggerated, but it can definitely be considered delicious.
"It's so delicious. Brother, the fifth sister likes to eat sesame seeds!"
"The fourth sister likes to eat too!" The two girls started to make a fuss, competing for the remaining sesame powder in the bowl...
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