Chapter 218: Don’t use bean bread as dry food

As the New Year approaches, every household near Shantun is busy again, and the top priority is steaming bean buns. The fat man has no hostess at home, so this bean bun is spared.

However, Fatty and Qiqi were very proud of this thing, but two diners, one big and one small, closely followed the trends of Captain Li's family.

That afternoon, Qiqi ran in from outside: "Fat uncle, the captain's grandfather is carrying the noodles bag at home."

Fatty man ran to the street, with a carriage erected by the road, filled with a cart full of bags with marks on it, some sewn with red cloth strips, and some with names on it, which were all pulled back after being crushed by the commune.

With a bag of noodles in one hand, the fat man walked to Captain Li's house. He didn't help doing some work, so he couldn't bear it. He helped his work and was not righteous when he was eating bean bags.

Qiqi must have thought this way, and she was responsible for the remaining half bag. Although Qiqi couldn't handle it, there were many helpers, and Maomao and the others got started together.

However, the three old brothers of Maomao were given in vain. They were good at climbing trees and climbing walls, and doing hard work was not a strong point. They were so tired that they grinned, looking at them even using their energy to feed themselves, but the noodles bag just didn't walk around.

Qiqi's eyes rolled, and she carried the noodle bag on Benben's body. She held it while holding it on the other side, and transported the noodle bag to Captain Li's yard. However, Benben almost turned from a black bear to a polar bear.

The noodle bag contains thick yellow rice and corn slags mixed together, and the floured noodles are made of fine noodles, so I made it all stupid.

Speaking of which, the face of this steamed bean bread is also very particular. It is too sticky to use big yellow rice, so you can face some corn crumbs or millet seeds inside.

The color of corn slags is relatively beautiful, and the bean bags are steamed and burnt. The color of millet is average, but it is more delicious, and each has its own advantages.

When Qiqi entered the house, she saw that the captain's grandfather was holding the noodles. The large basins for the noodles were all black pottery basins, with a diameter of two feet. It was almost half a bag of noodles poured in.

Then pour water in and stir it slowly. This is a work of strength, which requires clenching two big fists and pounding them slowly. So the fat man volunteered and also guarded a large basin.

"Fatty, fuck me gently." Aunt Li greeted.

"It's okay, I'm not tired." The fat man has the strength, and doing this job is a piece of cake.

"I mean, you should be gentle and don't break the basin." Aunt Li reminded him again.

Even Qiqi washed his hands in the basin and clenched his fists to help. But after pounding a few times, the back of his hands turned red. Aunt Li drove him down to play with Erya.

There were three large basins in total, and they were placed on the kang, covered with a large quilt, and the noodles began to be heated. There were also some specialties in the noodles, so they could not make a lot of energy, so the bean buns would have a sour smell, and they would usually be almost the same if they were given a day and night.

After finishing the bean bread noodles, I started to pound the bean filling. This work is also the fat man’s strength. The beans in the pot have been ready for a long time. I took the sauce and pestle and sprinkled some saccharin at a time. Finally, I made a batter of soybean filling.

Generally, this job is a woman's patent. She keeps her big basin, grabs a small handful of bean stuffing, snatches it in her hand a few times, and then roughly into a circle.

Aunt Li and her daughter-in-law were both working together, holding each other and clenching each other, and the speed was very fast. Qiqi and Erya also sat on the kang to help. While holding the bean stuffing, they also ate it in their mouths. Occasionally, they would stretch out a small hairy claw and quickly snatch a bean stuffing from the basin. It was probably just the ones they held were not enough to eat.

The next night, I started to make bean buns. There were many aunts, girls and wives in the east and west yards. They sat around and chatted while making bean buns. The wrapped bean buns were only about an inch in diameter, small and exquisite, just like a fat man, just one bite at a time.

Captain Li was responsible for steaming bean buns in the outer room. He put the bean buns one by one into the pot. He must be tightly thumped, otherwise, after the heat, the bean buns will become soft and they will all fall down.

The fat man was interesting to see: "No wonder sometimes the bus is too crowded, and they all make noises like bean bags. So that's the case."

Put the bean bags in circles, cover two pieces of wood pot lids, slid the seams with a rag in the middle, cover the sacks four times, and then start burning the fire.

Because the bean buns in the pot are dense and sticky and difficult to cook, it takes about half an hour to cook. In the end, the outer room was covered with white air, and a layer of fine water droplets hung on the sack.

"Release the pot." Captain Li shouted, lifted the lid of the pot, and saw a golden piece of pot, and the fragrance drifted with the mist, immediately attracting Qiqi and the others in the room.

Captain Li and Aunt Li held small wooden pieces in their hands. The pieces had been repaired into a small shovel, more than an inch wide. There was also a basin of cold water next to it, dipped the wooden pieces in the water, and then shoveled them between the gaps of the bean buns and pulled them out of the pot.

Generally, two bean bags are connected together and placed on the cover curtain. After the cover curtain is filled, they are brought to the outside and frozen, and then put into the noodle bag and keep it for eating slowly.

When the fat man saw that the bean buns were out of the pot, he naturally would not be polite. He picked up a large bowl, put some sugar in it, and then grabbed the bean buns, sticky and steamed. He took a bite and the rice smell was enough and strong enough, but it was too hot and a little hot.

At this moment, a small accident happened. Maomao stretched out her hairy claws and grabbed the bean bag on the cover curtain. Unexpectedly, the bean bag was hot. It screamed and swung its arm, and the bean bag fell to the ground.

Benben also smelled the fragrance and was searching around the ground. When he saw the bean buns falling from the sky, the good guy immediately rushed over and bit them into his mouth. It was so bad that the hot bean buns stuck to its teeth. It was so hot that Benben kept shaking his head, and his claws were scattered around his mouth, and he couldn't get it off.

"Who told you to be greedy?" Qiqi criticized it, and opened Benben's big mouth and reached into the bean bag. She was shocked by others: Benben's teeth have grown a lot, and it is so white that it is so scary.

Qiqi took off the bean bags pressed into slices, and Benben calmed down. However, he also had problems and would not eat cold bean bags in the future, which was quite memorable.

After helping for two days, I got most of the noodles and had a bag of bean bags. I heated it up every morning and it would be very convenient to eat.

There are many by-products of steamed bean bread, such as using rice cakes with face or making bean noodles, which taste good. The fat man led Xiao Qiqi to eat this store today and that store tomorrow, and had a lot of fun.

That afternoon, the fat man was about to go to Wang Sanpao's house for a meal. As soon as he walked to the street, he saw a little girl running over in front of him. She was twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a red monkey, a hat and clothes, and wearing a pair of snow shoes on her feet. When she saw that she was dressed up, she was a child in the city.

The little girl's eyes are quite small, but she is shiny and has a shiny nose. She looks like she is not a stable guest, but a naughty girl. She turns her little black eyes and looks at the fat man: "Haha, are you fat uncle?"

The fat man scratched his head and thought to himself: It seems that there are some characteristics that others can recognize at a glance.

Qiqi raised her little face and looked at the little girl, a little disappointed. She thought it was Wu Qiong just now.

"Are you Qiqi? Oh, the little black bear is so fun." The little girl squatted down and tried to touch Benben's head rashly. Fortunately, Benben was honest and stood up and put his claws on the little girl's hand.

"So cute." The little girl pushed her head on Benben's head, shook it hard for a few times, and giggled. This little black bear is much more fun than the hairy bear at home.

"Are you Yaya?" The fat man finally woke up a little.

"Uncle Fat is so smart. My dad took Uncle Wang to the production team, so I came here first." The little girl was still laughing when she spoke, but her eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

"So the equipment is shipped!" The fat man was overjoyed. He had been looking forward to this matter.

"Qiqi, you take Sister Yaya home first, I'll go and have a look." After throwing a sentence, the fat man ran to the production team. He happened to run to the production team. He just ran into Er Feizi: "Fatty Uncle, go quickly, Uncle Savage is back."

The children in the village called Lin Qingshan the savage uncle. The fat man didn't think anything, but he annoyed someone next to him. Yaya rushed to Erfeizi, put her waist on her waist, and her mouth was like a machine gun, and she shot: "Who is the savage? I see you wearing a dog-skin hat, and you look like a savage. Tell you, you should call my dad the savage uncle, look at me, Qiqi, let's go together..."

Erfeizi had never seen the little pepper in the city, and she had no time to speak, so she had to escape in the end, running back and shouting: "A good man won't fight with a woman--"

The fat man came to the production team and saw a jeep parked on the side of the road. Lin Qingshan was wearing a tweed windbreaker, with a long scarf around his neck, and his head was still long and fluttering, but it had turned black. It seemed that he was not going to cut it.

Lin Qingshan was full of heroism at this moment, and the smell of a mature man was undoubtedly revealed in him, and there was no such thing as a savage. No wonder Yaya was so angry that she wanted to fight when she heard Erfeizi call her father a savage, she said that the handsome guy was a savage, and what was her look?

Next to Lin Qingshan was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, looking gentle and graceful, looking at the broken house with a grass-rooted mud wall in the production team, frowning slightly.

"Brother Qingshan is back." The fat man went up to say hello with a warm and warm look.

"Fatty, let me introduce you to you. This is Engineer Wang, who is responsible for the technical guidance of the wild vegetable processing factory." Lin Qingshan's eyes lit up when he saw the fat man, and he quickly introduced the middle-aged man wearing glasses to him.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, welcome to our small mountain village." The fat man stretched out his hand politely.

Engineer Wang looked at the fat man with a hint of surprise in his eyes. The fact that he could call him "Mr. Wang" means that the other party is quite knowledgeable.

But then he was a little disappointed. The fat man in front of him was wearing an autumn coat, not even a coat, and a grey felt hat on his head, and a felt ball on his top. If the felt hat was placed, the entire head could be covered, but there was a small opening in the eye to check the movements outside.

This hat head has a strong childlike atmosphere. It is just right for the child to wear it. It looks a bit silly when you press it on this fat man's head. It looks a bit silly, and it is a typical image of a local bun.

After seeing this, Engineer Wang frowned slightly, and did not take off the leather gloves on his hand, so he reached out to the fat man.

Wearing gloves to shake hands with others is the most rude thing, and it can only explain one problem: you don’t look down on the other person at all.

Although the fat man is broad-minded, he is a little unhappy: This guy really doesn't use bean bags as dry food, so he can't tell you to suffer a little first.
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