Mu Shuangshuang pushed the stone mill slowly and did not feel very tired.
Compared with before, the work now was relatively easy.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been eating and drinking well for such a long time and my strength has become stronger.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yu Siniang walked in from outside, holding two square iron boxes in her hands.
"Shuangshuang, my mother borrowed this from the Fu family.
They said they don't have round iron boxes.
These are what the Fu family planned to use to make pancakes."
To make rice noodles, you need to use a round iron box.
The center of the box should be flat without convexity.
Mu Shuangshuang searched around his house and found nothing that could be replaced, so he asked Yu Siniang to look for it.
Yu Siniang asked several familiar people, and finally borrowed it from Fu's house.
"Okay, Mom, Fengzi will chop the moso bamboo from the mountain later, and then we can start preparations."
Mu Shuangshuang made more rice noodles this time.
She plans to put the prepared rice noodles on bamboo poles to dry, cut them into long strips, and then dry them.
When eating later, she can just throw them into the iron pot to cook.
"That mother will grind rice milk with you."
Yu Siniang put down the iron box and gave Mu Shuangshuang a hand.
The two of them were grinding, and Mu Shuangshuang felt a lot more relaxed.
She speeded up the grinding stone.
From time to time, Yu Siniang helped pour some rice into the grinding eye.
Everyone didn't eat breakfast, they were all waiting for the rice noodles Shuangshuang said to be ready, and then ate a big meal.
Yu Siniang had never seen this battle before, so she was inevitably curious.
"Shuangshuang, what you are making now, I have never seen a sweet potato fan girl do it, but it is not like this."
Many of the things that Mu Shuangshuang knows are not available in the Ning Dynasty, and even Yu Siniang can only say that they have never heard of them.
People in the Daning Dynasty mainly had porridge and noodles for breakfast, as well as some multigrain pancakes and steamed buns.
Basically, as long as you can save food and still eat enough.
Many of the things Mu Shuangshuang cooks are completely outside of these categories.
The most important thing is that they are very delicious.
It is normal for Yu Siniang to be confused.
However, there are a lot of things to do, and it is a lot more troublesome to explain.
Some things that are not troublesome are easy to talk about, such as trying to play, or being taught by others, but these delicate things that require the use of tools are not something people around you know, and it cannot be fooled by a few words.
"Mom, Shuangshuang had a dream last night and a sister taught me this.
Ever since Shuangshuang woke up, he would dream about a woman wearing strange clothes every few days and teach Shuangshuang how to make delicious food."
"You are both dressed in strange clothes.
You must be possessed, right?
Mom, go ask Mrs.
Liu from the neighboring village for you.
She knows how to deal with these dirty things."
Yu Siniang looked nervous.
The grinding hand stopped.
"Mom, how can I be a normal person who was possessed by both evil spirits?
Moreover, what that person taught me were all good things.
He taught me how to cook and support a family.
He also said that my parents are good people and good people should be rewarded well."
Mu Shuangshuang's explanation was a bit far-fetched.
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But Yu Siniang believed it, and she said with a happy face.
"Both of our family are blessed.
I'm afraid the gods in the sky are helping you with this matter."
After Yu Siniang finished speaking, she walked to the kitchen door, knelt down and kowtowed three times toward the door.
The stone in Mu Shuangshuang's heart fell to the ground, although this incident caused Yu Siniang to misunderstand.
"Shuangshuang, let's keep working.
If this thing is delicious, I will send some to your grandpa and grandma.
They must have never tasted the food made by the gods."
Yu Siniang said with a smile.
Mu Shuangshuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
With such a lovely mother, she didn't know what to say.
"When we get there, bring some bean sprouts to my grandma.
She likes to eat them."
After Mu Shuangshuang finished speaking, he took a look at the stone mill and felt that the rice pulp was almost polished.
The iron box had not been scrubbed yet, and the fire in the stove had not been lit yet.
The most important thing is that Lu Yuanfeng has not come back yet.
Mu Shuangshuang estimated that she would finish the work here, and Lu Yuanfeng would also come.
"Mom, all the work here is left to me.
You go and have a rest.
Breakfast will be ready later and I'll tell you to eat it."
"Mom, go shovel pig shit in the pig pen.
You are busy here.
If you need anything, call me."
As soon as Yu Siniang left, Lu Yuanfeng came.
Following Mu Shuangshuang's instructions, he cut down three moso bamboos in total, all of which were very straight bamboos, and all the branches were cleaned by him.
Mu Shuangshuang carried a basin of water and a rag out of the yard.
She wiped the three moso bamboos clean and washed them twice with water.
Make sure the moso bamboo is clean, and then place it on the shelf built by Lu Yuanfeng.
Even if the prelude is ready, the only thing left is to make rice noodles.
Mu Shuangshuang entered the kitchen, lit a fire, put a pot of cold water in the pot, and put the ground rice milk in a clean iron box.
After waiting for a while, the water in the big iron pot began to boil, and Mu Shuangshuang put the iron box into the iron pot.
After a while, when I took it out, it was cooked rice noodles.
"alright"
In the iron box, white rice noodles appeared in front of the two people.
They looked slightly similar to jelly, but they were different.
Mu Shuangshuang shoveled the first piece of rice noodles with a spatula, put it on the stove in a large bowl, and paid homage to the Stove Lord.
I learned this from Yu Siniang.
Whatever delicious food she makes, she gives it to the Kitchen God to try first, so that she can bless the family with good weather and a good harvest.
The second and third ones were put aside by Mu Shuangshuang.
I cut all the rice noodles brought up behind me with a knife and put them in a large bowl.
When the stock was halfway grinding, Mu Shuangshuang had it ready and warmed it in the large iron pot next to it.
But there was no fresh meat, only some meat sauce that Mu Shuangshuang made when he had nothing to do.
The meat sauce will be mixed into the rice noodles later, and served with chili oil.
Once the broth is poured, the aroma of the rice noodles should come out.
Mu Shuangshuang made a bowl for Lu Yuanfeng first.
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She couldn't leave, and the rice noodles had to be cooked in the pot.
Lu Yuanfeng helped to call Mu Dashan and his wife, and the three children came over to eat rice noodles together.
The prepared rice noodles were hung one by one on the moso bamboo poles and placed in a long row.
These rice noodles need to be dried first, and then they can be taken back and cut into long strips when they are no longer easy to fall off, and then taken out to dry.
In the kitchen, Mu Shuangshuang was busy going in and out.
Lu Yuanfeng tried to help, but his hands were too heavy.
As soon as he put it on, Mu Shuangshuang's rice noodles fell into two pieces and fell to the ground.
After one or two times, Mu Shuangshuang stopped letting Lu Yuanfeng touch him.
I use a spatula to scoop up the cooked rice noodles and take them out to dry.
When Mu Shuangshuang came out again, Lin's unflattering face was under the bamboo pole where Mu Shuangshuang was drying rice noodles.
She had just finished defecating, and she could smell the fragrance of Mu Shuangshuang's food in the latrine.
If it were in the past, Ms.
Lin would definitely feel that she couldn't eat, and that stinky girl from the third room would definitely throw her away.
But things are different now.
Her eldest brother has won the imperial examination.
After all, she is also the daughter-in-law of his younger brother
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