It can be said that the group was tired from traveling. Although they set off yesterday and stayed one night on the road, after all, there is a distance of more than a thousand kilometers from Shencheng to Longshan Village, and almost half of the group are over fifty or sixty years old.

, I was not in good spirits after getting off the bus.

Fortunately, the weather at this time can be said to be the most comfortable period of the year, neither cold nor hot, so no one felt any discomfort when coming to Longshan Village from Shencheng, a place where it doesn't snow.

The dinner was very sumptuous, but not everyone ate much. Among the two tables, Wu Fei probably ate the most. Because they had to arrange accommodation for Dai Guopei and Boss Li later, Wu Fei did not eat while drinking.

I drank freely. Although I didn’t drink much at the end, I was still sober and there was no problem at all.

"Everyone is tired from the journey today, and the place to stay has been arranged. You can just go with the boss later. After you have rested, we will discuss where to go next tomorrow."

After finishing the meal, Uncle Zhang saw that several of his old friends looked a little tired, so he said to Wu Fei: "Xiao Fei, I will trouble you to arrange everyone's accommodation later."

"You know Lao Dai and Lao Li here. These two are also old doctors in our hospital. They can also be said to be my teachers, but I had a hard time inviting them here. You have to entertain Xiaofei."

Lao Zhang pointed to one of the tall and thin old men and said to Wu Fei: "This is Lao Dong."

Then he pointed at another old man who was a little fat and always had a smile on his face and said, "This is Lao Chen."

Although Uncle Zhang told Wu Fei that the two old men were almost seventy years old, they didn't look like 70-year-olds at all. He said they were about fifty or sixty years old. Their bodies were upright, even when they were sitting down.

After driving for such a long time, he seemed to be in good spirits, and he was talking very energetically when he just had dinner.

Dinner didn't start until nearly six o'clock. Even if everyone didn't start eating, it would be half past seven by the time they finished eating.

In May, it gets dark relatively late. Today is a sunny day, and it is not completely dark even after 7 o'clock. You can still clearly see the road under your feet while walking on the road.

Zhang Guanqian's home and Wu Fei's home are not far apart. In fact, Wu Fei's small village is not big. There are only two or three teams nested in this small bay, so the group of people walked to the front of the courtyard in more than ten minutes.

The courtyard in the dusk looked hazy at first glance, standing quietly at the foot of the mountain. The lights in the courtyard were only half turned on, and some of the occupied rooms also had their lights turned on.

Today, except for the four reserved rooms, no one has yet moved in. The other rooms are all occupied, with people from all over the world, of course, mostly from this province.

At this time, several residents were making tea next to the millstone in the yard. The courtyard was renovated, the previously abandoned millstones were moved out, and an old stonemason was hired to carefully wash the almost flat stone.

Read it again.

The masons were from the village next door to Wu Fei and his friends. In the past, masons were hired to build houses, lay foundations, and file stones in the mountains. However, what they did most was to carve steles, tombstones, and road monuments for people.

But with the rise of computers for engraving monuments and the use of excavators for building foundations, the work of masons has become less and less, and many people have switched to other professions. The person hired to wash the millstones this time is a grinder.

They were all rusty.

After the millstones were washed, Wu Fei asked the carpenter who was renovating the house to use the scraps to build a shelf for placing the millstones.

The stone mill in Wu Fei's house was a stone mill that was shared by about ten households in the entire courtyard. Whenever people had free time, the stone mill would be turned non-stop, grinding rice flour to make rice flour balls, grinding soybeans to make tofu, etc.

Chili powder is ground using this stone mill.

But Wu Fei’s favorite thing is to grind rice flour to make rice flour balls. The rice and glutinous rice that he usually eats are mixed in half, put on the millstone, and slowly ground into fine rice flour, but everyone usually grinds it twice, so

The ground rice noodles will be much finer.

Then put the ground rice flour into boiling water, white sugar, and lard, mix well, and then wrap various fillings inside like making steamed buns. The rice flour balls are ready one by one and put them in the steamer.

Steam over high heat for forty minutes to an hour, and the fragrant and sweet rice flour balls will be ready to eat.

Wu Fei's favorite thing to eat is the rice flour balls with pork belly mixed with peanuts and brown sugar. They taste sweet and soft. After steaming, the pork belly is not greasy at all, and the oil has seeped into the rice noodles.

It tastes softer and softer.

Moreover, rice noodle balls are much more hungry than steamed buns. Wu Fei can eat six or seven steamed buns of the same size, while Wu Fei can only eat two rice noodle balls. In the past few years, Wu Fei would eat every time he went out to Shenzhen.

At that time, in addition to boiling some eggs for Wu Fei to take with him, my mother would also steam a pot of rice flour balls for Wu Fei to take with him.

It's just that the rice flour balls taste delicious when they are hot, glutinous and soft, but when they are cold, they are not so delicious and become hard all of a sudden. However, Wu Fei is still very happy to eat them every time in the car.

It’s just that later on, when making rice flour balls, we no longer use a stone mill to grind rice flour. The rice grinder replaces the work of the stone mill. However, Wu Fei still likes to eat rice flour balls ground with a stone mill, even though he grinds a pot of rice flour.

It takes half a day to make the meatballs, and it's very tiring.

When Wu Fei was a child, he always pushed the stone mill to grind rice noodles. The base of the stone mill is about a foot and a half in diameter and about a foot thick. It takes two or three people to hold it up.

The millstones rotating on it were the same size, but slightly thinner. After washing the stone mill and setting up the rack, Wu Fei ground four to five kilograms of rice noodles the next day and asked Kang Liu and his mother to make rice flour balls for two large steamers.

, in addition to eating it with my own family, I also gave a lot of it away. I think it tastes much better than the rice flour balls ground by a machine.

Nowadays, in addition to Wu Fei's own family who often uses this stone mill, many villagers who are not afraid of trouble come to grind things on it, including rice noodles, soybeans, and chili powder.

In fact, among these three things, grinding beans is the easiest, grinding rice noodles is the most tiring, but the most sour and refreshing thing is grinding chili powder.

Dry red peppers in the sun, very dry ones, and then stuff the peppers into the opening of the millstone. One person keeps pushing the millstone, and the other person uses chopsticks to poke the dried peppers into the opening.

Let the pepper enter the opening.

The flying chili powder always makes people choke, and the tears and nose drops can't stop flowing down. During the whole process of grinding the chili powder, the sneezing can't stop, but fortunately, Wu Fei rarely grinds the chili powder in the past.
Chapter completed!