The school bell rang, and the children faced the wind and ran home with joy, bringing a bit of excitement to Linjiazhuang, which had become a little deserted due to the cold.
The weather is getting cold, and the tribesmen who went to sea also return early. The coarse linen clothes they wear cannot withstand the wind and waves at sea. If they get cold and sick, the gain outweighs the loss, so they should simply come back earlier.
The dilapidated small pier has been renovated by Lin Wanwan. Even though the two old fishing boats of the clan, one large and one small, are still the same, but sitting on such a brand-new pier, it seems that even the boats are three times newer.
Lin Wanwan was sitting in the backyard, setting up a fire and tinkering with something in a clay pot.
Xiao Qingyu was sitting far away on the small bench customized by Lin Wanwan (it was moved away intentionally by Lin Wanwan), holding her little head and watching Lin Wanwan tinkering.
As for Huanong, Yunshang and Kunlun, they are all busy with their own affairs.
What Lin Wanwan is making now is alkali. She has always felt that Datang's pasta is not fermented well and is unpalatable, but she has been delayed by many things and has not taken the time to make baking powder.
In fact, it is not impossible to buy it from modern times. The main reason is that Lin Wanwan feels that making alkali is not difficult. She also wants to develop this technology into a family industry to add some income to the people in winter. As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.
Well.
"Mom, what is this?"
"These are called alkali stone, thenardite and limestone. My mother wants to use them to make alkali."
"What is an alkali?"
Little Qingyu always has a hundred thousand reasons. Children in the language development stage cannot stop talking at all.
Lin Wanwan just did it and replied patiently.
Whether the little guy understands or not, she said, she will definitely be led astray by the little guy's divergent questions in the end.
After several experiments and several processes, Lin Wanwan finally refined the caustic soda, soda ash and other substances she needed.
In fact, due to the simple conditions, the alkali refined by Lin Wanwan was not pure enough, but her requirements were not high.
Caustic soda can be used to make soap, and soda ash can be made into baking soda. They are both good things that can be sold for money. The key is that you don’t need to buy them both from modern times, you can just DIY them yourself. What a sense of accomplishment!
While the knowledge in her mind was still fresh and had not been returned to the teacher, Lin Wanwan wanted to figure it out as soon as possible.
When it was getting dark, Lin Wanwan finally processed the noodle base and put it into the small porcelain bottle prepared nearby.
These small porcelain bottles now contained alkaline soda ash, soda ash, and caustic soda. She collected them one by one, put them on the high cabinet in the kitchen, and told the three servants not to let others touch them.
In fact, pasta base is not the best choice for making pasta. Baking powder will be better. But unfortunately, baking powder is too difficult for Lin Wanwan, so she can only settle for the next best thing.
Of course, when they cook food at home, she will definitely replace it with real baking powder from modern times. Yun Shang and Huanong don't understand it anyway.
"Mother, Xiao Yu'er is hungry." The little guy had not sat on the bench for a long time. He was running around and playing in the yard. When he smelled the aroma of Huanong's cooking, he immediately urged Lin Wanwan with his belly in his hands.
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Lin Wanwan had already packed up and said with a smile: "Okay, let's have dinner, and Xiao Yu'er will come over and wash her hands!"
"Okay! Okay!" Xiao Yuer clapped her hands with a smile and ran over to wash her hands with Lin Wanwan.
Early the next morning, an alluring aroma came from the Lin family's kitchen.
Xiao Yu'er, Little Crab and Da Ya all stopped playing and ran to the kitchen to see what was going on. Xiao Yu'er looked in the direction of the steamer and asked Huanong: "Aunt Huanong, what are you doing? It smells so good.
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"Go back to my little lady, I'm making steamed cakes, that's all."
Huanong, who was in front of the kitchen stove, opened the steamer while talking, and saw six fat and white steamed cakes (similar to meat buns) exposed in the white steam. People in the Tang Dynasty liked to call most of the steamed pasta food steamed buns.
cake), I couldn’t help but be surprised.
When Huanong was trained by Hong Shang, she mainly focused on cooking. She had made a lot of steamed cakes, and she had never seen steamed cakes like this. Today she obviously used the same method as usual, the only difference was that she added Niangzi
Made noodle base.
I never expected that the steamed cake that came out in the end would be so big, more than twice as big as usual, like a small white flower in full bloom!
My wife's hands are simply amazing, like a fairy descending from the earth.
Obviously she doesn't know much about the kitchen, but when she really wants to make something to eat, the results often amaze Huanong (Huanong doesn't know that the things Lin Wanwan pretends to be shut up in the kitchen many times are all directly from modern times).
smuggled).
Little Crab and Da Ya were both afraid of hunger, so they walked into the kitchen after smelling the smell, and stood in front of the steamer, watching eagerly.
Xiao Qingyu stepped on the small stool and scooped some water into the basin, then called to her two companions: "Come over here and wash your hands before eating."
The two little guys immediately ran over in a huddle and happily washed their hands in the porcelain basin with Xiao Qingyu.
After washing their hands, each of the three people didn't care about how hot it was. They held it in their hands and turned it around a few times, then brought it to their mouths and took a bite.
At this time, the third and second girls from Lin Guo's wealthy family also came over to visit under the guise of playing with Xiao Yu'er.
Still at an ignorant age, and being nudged by unreliable elders in the family, I often went to Lin Wanwan's house early in the past few days to enjoy the autumn breeze.
At this time, the two girls stood side by side at the door of the Lin family's kitchen, watching the three people inside eating pancakes, sucking their fingers and asking: "Sister Xiao Yu'er, what are you eating? Is it delicious? What?
Does it taste good?"
Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but show off to them: "My aunt Huanong makes the most delicious steamed cakes! You must have never tasted them! They are fragrant, soft, and a little sweet."
At this time, Lin Wanwan, who was dressed up, also walked to the kitchen, smiled and shook her head, picked up two steamed cakes from the steamer, and gave one to each of the two children.
Although she didn't like Lin Guofu's family, and she didn't like San Niu and Er Niu that much, but after all, they were just two children of six or seven years old and from the same clan, so Lin Wanwan didn't care that much.
The two little guys from Lin Guofu's family were so happy to get the steamed cakes that they jumped up and ran home without even being able to cover up.
Soon, the women in Linjiazhuang who got the news came to see the strange thing. Before they entered the door, they heard Mrs. Lin Sun yelling: "Hey, Mrs. Lin, how do you make steamed cakes in Huanong? But
It’s so rare, why are there such big steamed cakes?”
Lin Wanwan nodded lightly and did not say anything. She also took the steamed cake and ate it in Huanong. While eating, she mumbled back: "It's just steamed cake, with the noodle base made by the lady. The same ingredients are used, steamed."
The pancakes are twice as big as usual.”
"Hiss! Twice as big?!" Mrs. Lin Sun held her son and stretched her neck to look at the steamer, sighing, "Is this a steamed cake? I have lived for twenty-two years, and I have never seen such a beautiful steamed cake.