Shopkeeper Li was dumbfounded, but not annoyed at all, "It's okay, let's continue!"
The daughter-in-law nodded and continued to wrap, but she kept doing the same thing several times in a row. The bamboo shell couldn't wrap the things at all and fell apart.
Shopkeeper Li was so angry that he jumped up and down, "How on earth is this thing made?" I really wanted to get the little girl to question her!
But the waiter who had been watching couldn't help but said weakly, "Shopkeeper, this bamboo shell is too hard and fragile, so it can't be used to wrap things. I see that the skin of this rice dumpling is soft, but
It’s different from our bamboo shells.”
The waiter who recognized the bamboo shell and went back to get it was unhappy and said, "What are you talking about? This is the bamboo shell. It is the same as you think it is. Why is it different?"
The guy came later and didn't dare to confront him, so he hurriedly said: "I'm not saying it's not made of bamboo shells, I just mean that the skin of his rice dumplings is soft. He must have damaged the bamboo shells somehow."
It's soft and squishy, and the bamboo shell is so hairy that it probably won't taste good when wrapped in it. Look at the zongzi skin, it's very smooth."
What the boy said made sense. When Shopkeeper Li heard this, he thought that was the case and couldn't help but ask him, "Huang San, how do you think this bamboo shell will become soft? And what about this hairy thing?"
How to clean it?"
Huang San thought that his family had picked up this bamboo shell to use as firewood, but he remembered that once when he was a child, he accidentally poured a basin of water on the bamboo shell he had picked up.
At that time, the color of the bamboo shell that had been poured with water was different, and it was similar to the skin of this rice dumpling.
Thinking like this, Huang San hesitated and said, "Let's try washing this fluffy thing with water? And this bamboo shell is so hard and brittle. If you soak it in water, maybe it will become softer?"
When shopkeeper Li heard that it was feasible, he immediately asked the waiters to fetch water, soak a handful of bamboo shells in a wooden basin, and ordered the waiters to wash all the hair on the bamboo shells.
There were too many bamboo hairs on the bamboo shells, and they were very fine and difficult to wash. The guys worked hard for a long time until late at night to clean up the handful of bamboo shells soaked in water.
The bamboo shell has been soaked in water for cleaning. After such a long time, it has become quite soft and wet. At least it will not crack when folded over.
Shopkeeper Li yawned, but he was thinking about making a lot of money tomorrow, so he didn't want to go to bed, so he kept watching.
Seeing this, I was overjoyed. I immediately greeted the guys and started making rice dumplings!
The daughter-in-law had gone to bed long ago, but her actions of rolling the bamboo shells were seen clearly by the other men, and they all followed suit this time.
The bamboo shell became a lot softer. I tried it back and forth, and soon I was able to make rice dumplings one after another.
Although it doesn't look as good-looking as others, in order to tie the rice dumplings tightly so that they don't fall apart, the rice dumpling ropes are tied up one after another, which looks messy.
But at least they didn't explode and scatter again.
Shopkeeper Li wanted to make a lot of money and strike while the iron was hot, but he didn't care whether the rice dumplings looked good or not.
The soaked bamboo shells were all busy, and they were all wrapped into rice dumplings, and a large basin was filled.
At a rough estimate, there must be dozens of them. Shopkeeper Li was a bit dissatisfied, but now it was too late to soak the bamboo shells, so he just ordered the waiter to soak some other bamboo shells and wait until tomorrow.
This batch is sold out and then packed again.
The rice dumplings are wrapped, what next?
Shopkeeper Li thought about the rice dumplings he was eating. The glutinous rice and red beans inside were cooked. They must be cooked!
So, without further ado, let’s start the fire and cook!
At this point, shopkeeper Li thought that tomorrow he would be able to sell rice dumplings at his Li Ji rice shop, attracting others to rush to buy them, and he was no longer sleepy at all.
The fire was burning vigorously, and soon there was bubbling in the pot.
I don't know how long it has been cooking. Huang San, who was lighting the fire, couldn't help but yawned and asked cautiously: "Shopkeeper, are you still cooking?"
Shopkeeper Li was also questioned. He had never cooked rice before, so how could he know how long it would take for the rice to be cooked?
"Do you think the rice is cooked?" he asked Huang San.
The waiter on one side was dissatisfied with the bamboo shell he picked up from the bamboo shell he recognized. Now the shopkeeper paid attention to Huang San and hurriedly said: "I often see my mother cooking rice. Our family cooks porridge.
After such a long time of cooking, it must have become soft and rotten!"
Shopkeeper Li listened and nodded, "Okay, let's pick it up!"
The waiter responded, rushed to the stove, lifted up the bamboo trellis, and prepared to fish out the rice dumplings.
Two of the rice dumplings piled closely together in the pot burst open, revealing a stream of glutinous rice sticking to the outside.
The waiter's hands shook and he couldn't help but look at Shopkeeper Li.
Shopkeeper Li was a little dumbfounded when he saw that the unexploded rice dumplings he had just made exploded after being cooked, but luckily there were only two sides.
He hurriedly said: "Put these two aside and fish out the others quickly."
The clerk responded and hurriedly took out the top layer. When he looked at the bottom, there were still a lot of exploded ones.
…
Shopkeeper Li was trembling in his heart, how much glutinous rice he was wasting.
But he still gritted his teeth and said: "Put away the ones that exploded and keep the good ones aside."
There were a lot of good ones, and Shopkeeper Li's expression softened a little.
He picked up a rice dumpling and planned to try it. Of course, what he wanted to sell must be tasted to see if it was different from what the little girl was selling today.
It took a long time to unwrap all the messy rice dumplings. To be honest, shopkeeper Li didn't have a good feeling just because of this.
Other people's rice dumplings can be untied with just one pull. If he wanted to eat this rice dumpling, it would take him a long time to untie the rope.
Unfolding the wrapped skin, shopkeeper Li was thinking not to worry about the rice dumpling rope. Fortunately, he had made the rice dumplings, right?
But immediately he was dumbfounded, what the hell was this.
I could see that the rice dumplings, glutinous rice and red beans were still scattered under the skin, and they looked half-cooked. They were not like the little girl's rice dumplings, which were tightly stuck together to form a shape.
Is this edible?
"It's not cooked yet! Cook it again!" he said angrily.
The waiter who had opened his mouth to say it was ready was also dumbfounded. It had been so long since the rice porridge was ready, so why couldn’t the rice dumplings be cooked?
"Maybe the glutinous rice needs to be cooked longer?" he laughed dryly.
Glutinous rice is a good thing, but even his family can’t afford it.
Shopkeeper Li glanced at him and said nothing.
Continue to gather firewood in the stove, put all the rice dumplings back into the pot, and continue cooking.
It took a little longer to cook than before, and this time it was almost the third day.
The rice dumplings were picked up again and shopkeeper Li tasted them again.
But the movement of picking up the rice dumplings was a little slow.
He was too sleepy. If this didn't get better, he would really scold his mother.
The rice dumpling rope is tediously untied, and the wrapped skin is unfolded, revealing the white and red rice dumpling meat inside.
Shopkeeper Li's face relaxed a lot when he saw it. Now it's cooked, it's formed, it's not falling apart!
He was so happy that he opened his mouth and took a big bite to taste.
But gradually, his expression became worse again.
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This is the editor 2. The tree hole is still in the hospital. There will be no editor 3 tomorrow. It is expected that I will be discharged from the hospital and go home to take medicine and rest. I may update it later. I will reply here. Thank you all for your concern and love.