Wang Xiaoshun's face looked like a vicious supporting character in Zhang Yanping's eyes at the moment.
But the reason why a lazy person is a lazy person is because he can still procrastinate until the matter is over. At this moment, he immediately raised his voice: "I'm going to see Dr. Guo first!"
It would be better to spend another day and a half there, and avoid the work of this afternoon.
Song Tan was walking out with a bucket of soybeans, looking at him with a smile:
"Brother Yanping, please ask Dr. Xiao Guo to give you some moxibustion by the way. This way you can rest this afternoon and you will be stronger for work tomorrow morning. I have to rely on you on the mountain!"
It’s not enough to just ask me!
He had a hard time deciding whether to work another half day in the afternoon or go up the mountain to do more work tomorrow.
Zhang Yanping maintained a stiff look on her face: "Don't worry, Tantan, I'll come back immediately after I ask her! It's too hard for a girl like you to do this kind of work. I am your brother after all, so I have to help you!"
Song Tan's smile became even brighter and her voice was sweet: "Thank you, Brother Yan Ping."
It wasn't until his figure walked far away that Wu Lan was picking up the cooked beans and wondering: "What happened to Yanping? He also took the initiative to come back to work..."
Song Tan smiled slyly: "Mom, this proves that Brother Yanping actually likes to do these things. Why don't you just put more burden on him tomorrow?"
Like Dr. Guo said, you really can't be too lazy. Wulan thought thoughtfully.
Buckets of beans, which had been cooked since lunch, were brought out and spread out on the plastic film. Everyone was there to help, and the big fan was blowing... By the time a few buckets of beans were spread out, they were all spread out.
The paving was smooth, and while everyone was sweating profusely, the beans were gradually getting cold.
At this moment, the seventh cousin went to put the last portion of beans in the pot, and Song Tan took out two more bags of flour.
The scissors gently picked up the thread, and Qiao Qiao quickly stretched out her hand to grab the thread, and with a "click" pull, the flour bag was quickly opened.
Song Tan carried the bag and sprinkled the soybeans evenly. Everyone squatted there, each responsible for one piece, mixing the flour and cooked soybeans evenly, and had a great time.
After the first batch of flour coating, Qiao Qiao suddenly sighed: "I really want to eat candy dimes!"
The sugar dime he mentioned is a snack commonly seen during the local New Year. It is actually called yam horn honey.
The outside is a white shell of powdered sugar, and the inside of the dough is wrapped in sugar syrup. Of course, there are also some that are not wrapped, and are directly soaked in sugar water. When it is almost solidified, then dip it in powdered sugar.
Eat up……
In fact, you can imagine it without eating it - this thing is fragrant, but also very sweet! Although in recent years, the outside of this croissant has been coated with fried glutinous rice flour instead of powdered sugar, but the sugar inside is still sweet.
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Anyway, in Song Tan's memory, there have been fewer people eating this kind of food in recent years.
But when Qiao Qiao said this, she immediately looked at her seventh cousin.
The seventh cousin glared unhappily: "Look at what I do, I can do anything?"
"Oh." Qiaoqiao turned back silently.
When he and the flour slowly walked to the other end of the plastic sheet, the seventh cousin quietly exhaled:
"Why does this child want to eat everything? The croissant is so high in honey and so sweet that it is enough for each person to eat it. It is not troublesome enough."
"Indeed." Ulan also nodded deeply: "It still wastes gas."
When she was young, this snack was quite popular. But at that time, supplies were in short supply. Heavy oil and heavy sugar were the good things.
If I eat it now, it will be so sweet that I can’t stand it.
A few people were chatting, but they saw Qiao Qiao's clear eyes looking over again, and they didn't know whether they heard it or not.
The seventh cousin cleared his throat instantly: "What about that? Qiaoqiao, bring two more packets of noodles."
The beans that were first coated in flour will have a high moisture content after being cooked, so they will become damp and need to be coated in another layer.
"Okay!" Qiaoqiao agreed immediately.
As for the candy coins, I have long forgotten them now.
Song Tan, on the other hand, was flipping around and suddenly looked up at his seventh cousin: "The croissant honey is indeed too sweet, so there's no need to make it - how about we make some winter melon candy?"
The seventh cousin's eyes suddenly widened:
"Tell me the truth, which one is sweeter, winter melon candy or croissant honey?"
The icing on the outside of the croissant can be replaced with glutinous rice flour. The fried dough tastes neutral to the sugar content inside, but it’s actually not that exaggerated. It even has a deep-fried aroma.
But winter melon candy is different. The first bite is sweet, but the second bite makes your teeth hurt!
As an old man like him, he really can't stand it at all.
Song Sancheng also frowned. He didn't like sweets, let alone something like winter melon candy, which he found extremely sweet when he was a child.
At this moment, I spoke tactfully: "Is it too sweet? Don't you young people pay attention to sugar control? The sugar content is too high and unhealthy."
After saying this, Song Tan glanced at him: "Dad, don't we pay attention to the delicious food when we eat? If it's really unhealthy, we might as well not eat anything at all."
"Besides, I asked my seventh cousin to cook a little, but I didn't let you each eat a bowl. Why are you so scared?"
This is true.
Everyone looked at each other, and if you only eat one piece, the special sweet and crisp feeling of winter melon candy is really unmatched by anything else.
At this moment, everyone looked at the seventh cousin again.
Seventh Cousin:......
He is old and can't handle such sweet things. He doesn't want to do it!
But Wang Xiaoshun became happy: "Me, me, me! Both my master and I can do it! Let's do it."
Then he looked at the seventh cousin considerately: "Master Song, please take a rest. If everyone wants to eat it someday, I and my master will come over and make it when we have free time."
This thing takes time, but it’s not a hassle at all.
He and the chef had long wanted to try out what Song Tan's ingredients would taste like, but unfortunately the seventh cousin took the position of chef. They were cooking for workers on the mountain, and they could eat it every day but couldn't cook it with their own hands, let alone
I feel so hungry.
Now, I have found an opportunity.
Song Tan looked at Qiao Qiao, who was carrying a flour bag, and said considerately: "Qiao Qiao, the seventh cousin doesn't like candy. I asked him to make winter melon candy for you. Are you happy?"
"Happy."
Qiao Qiao stretched out her two white hands and gestured: "This year's winter melons have grown so big that so many of us can only eat three rounds at a time. They are delicious as candies!"
Winter melon, pumpkin, these things are really endless.
In this case...
Song Tan looked at the seventh cousin eagerly: "Is there still much left over from the dried pumpkin? Otherwise, let's make another batch!"
After those pumpkins were dried and sun-dried, some were directly steamed and dried to be stored as original. Others were wrapped in chili powder and some other seasonings by the seventh cousin and steamed and sun-dried.
It takes a lot of time to make, but after it is dried, it tastes not as sweet as dried sweet potatoes, but it has a spicy taste...
Very appetizing!
"Dad, it looks like we have to plant more varieties next year!"
