Liu Qingshan pulled a small sled and slipped out, leaving the Jiapi Groov.

This kind of small sled is actually more suitable for small sleds. There are four pockets stacked horizontally and vertically, and the inside is filled with washed yellow rice and millet seeds.

It is best to use rhubarb rice for steamed bean bread, which tastes better and is more vigorous.

At the same time, some corn stubble or millet seeds should be mixed in. If all the rice is used, it will be too sticky and will not be formed after steaming.

Of course, this ratio is not fixed. If you like to eat sticky ones, mix less.

There are also some specialties in the added grains. Mixed millet seeds will make the taste better and more delicate; mixed with corn stubble seeds will make the color more golden and beautiful.

Gao Wenxue also followed Xiao Chuanliu. He was wearing a half-new green coat and a dog-skin hat on his head. He looked like a standard rural man.

But who knows that he is planning to travel far and go to a metropolis like the Shanghai Stock Exchange and be invited to attend a writers seminar?

The seminar was mid-December, so Gao Wenxue should set off.

"Brother-in-law, you should change your outfit. Not to mention wearing a suit and ties, you have to wear a wool uniform."

When Liu Qingshan looked back, he always felt that his eldest brother-in-law was dressed a little rustic. He judged people by his appearance no matter what era you were in.

Gao Wenxue pushed the myopia mirror up with his hand. When he saw a small slope in front of him, he bent down to help push the sledge, and answered slowly:

"Sanfeng'er, I was originally a farmer. Even if I became a writer in the future, I would also be a farmer writer."

The cotton shoes on his feet stepped heavily on the snow, making a snap.

"This land, this is my root."

This is really impossible to refute. Liu Qingshan also figured it out and thought that the label of a farmer writer is actually good.

Moreover, my elder brother-in-law knows to be rooted in the countryside and clarify the direction of creation. As long as he works hard and perseveres, his future achievements will definitely not be low.

Because Liu Qingshan knew that both Lu Yao and Mo Yan were following this path, which was verified, and it can be seen that my elder brother-in-law is actually very insightful.

While the two of them were chatting, they heard someone shouting behind them, and Erbiaozi also pulled a small walk, squirting white breath in his mouth, and squirting after him.

On the way he climbed, there was a dirt basket with a shovel inside and a small pickaxe on his shoulder.

This set of equipment is very common in rural areas in winter. Almost every little boy, half-baby, and even some older men are often used.

It has only one purpose: picking up manure.

In the past two years, fertilizers have just begun to be used, and the proportion is still very small. Every household still focuses on farm fertilizer.

So the idle people at home will pull small sleds and come out to pick up manure when winter comes.

If I could dig a large cow dung beat, I would be very happy.

Erbiaozi also joined the team: "Go together, I happened to go to the commune to pick up manure. We have all been picked up by someone."

It was more than ten miles away, and it was not difficult to pull the small sled. It took more than an hour to arrive, and the two groups of people scattered first.

Liu Qingshan first sent the noodle bags to the grain processing factory, which the locals called "rice nianer". At this time, there were quite a few people shopping for rice, so they just stayed here to queule and lined up here to send their elder brother-in-law into the car.

From a distance, I saw Gao Wenxue walking out of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, holding a large stack of envelopes in his arms. Look at it, there were probably at least one or two hundred letters.

Readers are worried about too many letters, and they can’t even reply to the reply.

Seeing Liu Qingshan, Gao Wenxue simply handed the letter to him: "Sanfeng'er, just reply to me."

"Brother-in-law, aren't you waive the burden?"

Liu Qingshan is not happy to do this job. He still thinks it is quite fresh if he writes one or two letters. If there are too many, he will be fucked to death.

Gao Wenxue seriously pushed her glasses: "You account for half of Gao Shan's pseudonym. Besides, the royalties are all handed over to you, the shopkeeper."

The bus came just in time, and he hurriedly squeezed in and left with such a leisurely manner.

"Brother-in-law, go early and come back early, and have a good journey."

Liu Qingshan waved and watched the bus leave slowly, feeling very good: his brother-in-law is embarking on a new journey.

He was carrying a bundle of letters, humming a song in his mouth, and then strolling back to Mi Nian'er. This song was a bit unsatisfactory. If my brother-in-law heard it, he might scold him:

"Send comrades to the army, go on a journey, and tears silently, and the camel bell sounded in your ears..."

After finishing the yellow rice, they met with Erbiaozi again, and the two of them returned with a full load.

Erbiaozi went around the grain warehouse and picked up a large basket full of earth, where there were many ox, horse and carriages selling grain.

His pocket was still clattering. When Liu Qingshan heard this, he knew that he must have picked up horseshoe nails, and it was probably for his brother to play with.

When he got home, Liu Qingshan took a large black pottery basin and spread the yellow rice flour.

Kiding is the most tiring job, and Liu Qingshan must go into battle. He clenched his two big fists and fought hard in the basin.

Even though his physical fitness has improved a lot during this period, he still feels so tired that he sweats heavily after rubbing it.

The last two black pottery basins were almost filled and placed side by side on the kang, covered with quilts, and at least they had to be shipped for a night.

It is very important to make noodles. Linzhi got up to check it several times this night. If she was very excited, her face would become sour, and the steamed bean bread would be very unpalatable.

The others were not idle either. They had already served beans in the big pot. After the beans were cooked, they were mashed with a pestle and then kneaded them into small round bean fillings.

Even the fourth and fifth brothers followed the bean filling and stuffed one into their mouths from time to time.

When the package started the next day, grandma also came to help, and several aunts and other older girls and wives came to work together.

When Liu Qingshan saw the scene, he immediately became excited. He took out the camera and took a few photos. He also sent one for each person after washing it out.

Now everyone who helps is so happy. It is not easy to get a photo these days.

The wrapped bean buns are placed one by one into the pot, and you must squeeze them all, otherwise you will all fall into it.

Because of this, when there are too many people in the car, people like to describe it as "bean bags", which comes from this.

The bean bread is not cooked, so it takes more steaming, at least forty or fifty minutes.

In order to prevent the lid from being tightly leaking, a large sack should be placed on the top of the lid and covered tightly.

When school was over in the afternoon, the first pot of bean bread was cooked. I lifted the lid and said, "Wow, what a guy, it's yellow and golden inside, and it looks very pleasant."

Everyone gathered bean buns around the pot, usually two of them were connected together. In order to prevent burning, they had to dip them in some cold water from time to time.

“Bean bread, bean bread.”

The little old lady was hungry and she and Shanxing were holding rice bowls and yelling around the pot. There was a bowl of snow-white sugar in the bowl.

"It's hot, let's dry it for a while. Also, you are not allowed to use chopsticks to knock on the rice bowl!"

The eldest sister Liu Jinfeng pulled the little brother's braid on the antenna and reminded her.

The fourth brother tilted his head and thought: "Then I will eat it in cold water, so it won't be hot."

At this time, grandma took over the conversation: "Caifeng, that's even worse, it will burn your stomach."

Then grandma began to talk about the past: "One year, just as spring was beginning, a family was steaming bean buns, and I heard someone knocking on the door outside and looking through the crack in the door, guess what?"

"Who is here to visit?"

The fourth brother asked naively.

"So it's a blind big bear!"

"ah?"

The fourth brother was so scared that he almost threw the rice bowl on the ground, and then he heard his grandmother continue to say: "I frightened the family, so I dipped the bean buns in cold water and threw them out."

"Hei Xiaozi just hibernated and was hungry, so she swallowed bean bags into her stomach. The outside of the bean bag was cold, but it was still hot inside. Finally, the black bags were so hot that they screamed and burned to death."

Before grandma finished speaking, the fourth brother put the rice bowl on the cutting board: "I won't eat it anymore, I won't eat bean bread again!"

Everyone was amused by her appearance, and grandma burst into tears: "Eat it, eat it, it's cold now, it's just delicious."

The fourth brother happily ate the bean buns, and he also picked up two apricots, dipped them in white sugar, and sent them to Liu Qingshan's mouth.

Sweet, soft and glutinous, and the bean filling inside is fragrant. My mother's skill in steaming bean buns is really amazing!

I worked until midnight before I could steam all the bean buns, and I took them to freeze them outside, then put them in a noodle bag, put them in the jar, and when I was eating, I took them to the house and steamed them again. It was very convenient.

If the little kids are hungry, they can also chew frozen bean bags and chew them while playing outside. The bean bags are so frozen that they will be very hard, and they will be two rows of small tooth marks when they are chewed on.

The next day, Liu Qingshan carried half a bag of bean bags up the mountain. Before leaving, he greeted his mother and said he wanted to stay on the mountain for a few days, which was also what the master ordered.

Anyway, there is nothing big at home during this period. At most, I just water the greenhouse, so this job is not tiring.

When I arrived at Mu Keling, I practiced boxing with my master first, and then stood in a stance.

Grandpa mute cooked in the house, stewed some sauerkraut soup, and a curtain of bean bread was hot on it.

After Liu Qingshan finished his morning exercise, he went into the house to have a meal, and the steaming food was also out of the pot.

The two of them started eating at the small dining table. The little bear was hungry, and they were grinding on the ground with a whisper, and howled from time to time.

Liu Qingshan used chopsticks to stick out the bean bag on the curtain and prepared to pick it up for the master. But he was not careful and his back was touched to the wire that was holding the curtain. He was so hot that he shook his chopsticks and the two bean bags flew to the ground.

Xiao Hei was stroking on the ground, worried that he had no tricks. Oops, a sticky bean bag fell from the sky, and a mouth was opened, and the bean bag fell directly into his mouth.

It was about to chew it, but the bean bun stuck to its teeth, making it so hot that it whimpered and rolled on the ground.

Liu Qingshan was also panicked and jumped to the ground, opened its mouth and snatched out the sticky bean bag.

I just heard my grandma telling the story of a black blind man eating bean bread yesterday, and today it will be staged alive!

After being scalded, Xiao Hei immediately became depressed. He didn't dare to eat the bean buns when Liu Qingshan gave it to him. He was quite a bit of a memory.

After breakfast, Liu Qingshan cleaned up the dishes and the mute grandfather gestured at him a few times, and then threw a pair of big beads in front of him.

"Master, this heavy snow covers the mountain, we still have to go into the forest?"

Liu Qingshan was a little puzzled. Entering the forest in winter is not a joke, and he might throw his life inside.

The mute grandfather gestured again: If you want to become the king of the mountains and forests, you must be familiar with the mountains and forests in different seasons, familiar with the grass, trees, birds and beasts in the forest.

It turns out that the master is preparing to hold a practical class!

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel excited and began to put a big slut on his feet.
Chapter completed!