After hearing Ling Chuan's words, Huang Kailin raised his head and looked at him with a smile, "Why, Xiao Ling, do you want to try it too?"
"Yeah." Lingchuan nodded.
Huang Kailin got up and went to find an apron and a knife for Ling Chuan. He demonstrated it to Ling Chuan in a slow motion, and then asked him to sit aside and slowly learn to shave by himself.
Scraping bamboo strips may seem simple, but in reality it is not easy at all.
If the force is too strong, the bamboo strips will be broken. If the force is too light, the effect will not be achieved. Also, the other hand should pay attention to the method and method when pulling the bamboo strips, otherwise the slender bamboo strips will be accidentally pulled.
Yan Tiao cut his finger.
After scraping off more than a dozen bamboo strips and cutting several bloody cuts on the fingers of his left hand, Lingchuan finally scraped out a qualified bamboo strip.
The sunlight shines softly on the yard, bringing a touch of warmth to the winter morning.
The three men, old, middle and young, were immersed in their own busy work. The sound of scrapers could be heard one after another, and there was a warm and prosperous atmosphere.
Yun Mo came down from the stairs and saw such a scene.
"Momo, are you up? Just in time, how about you come and take a look at the bamboo strips?"
Yun Mo picked up a bamboo strip and looked at it carefully, "It's much better than before. Let's make a rice dumpling box first and see the effect."
"Okay, we'll start work after breakfast later."
Yun Mo walked up to Ling Chuan and looked at it curiously for a while. When she turned around and was about to leave, her sharp eyes spotted the blood on the finger of the man's left hand.
"Your fingers were cut."
Lingchuan glanced at it but didn't pay much attention, "It's okay, it will be fine in two days."
No. "If you are not used to this, it is easy to cut your fingers. Momo, there is tape on the cabinet in my room. Go get it and wrap it around Xiaoling's fingers."
After being reminded by Huang Kailin, Yun Mo remembered that there was a band-aid in her space.
Returning to the room on the second floor, Yunmo took out a box of band-aids from the space, tore open the package, put the band-aids in a clean plastic bag, and then put the outer box back into the space.
The outer packaging carton of the band-aid has the brand logo, manufacturer and date printed on it, which cannot be shown to the outside world.
There were 100 band-aids in a box. Yunmo took two for use and gave the rest to the Huang family.
Rural people treat wounds simply and crudely. For deep wounds, they apply grass ash, and for shallow wounds, they wrap them with tape or cloth strips.
This was the first time for the Huang family to see such a high-end hemostatic product as a band-aid.
"Momo, I'm afraid this is quite expensive for you. You don't have to give us so much. You can keep some for yourselves."
"It's okay, Grandpa, I still have a lot of this stuff at home. If you cut your finger in the future, just use this on the wound. It will not only stop bleeding quickly, but also resist bacteria and prevent wound infection and suppuration."
While talking, Yun Mo walked up to Lingchuan and carefully wrapped his cut finger with a band-aid.
"Okay, you can keep doing it, I'm going to wash my face."
"Thank you, wife."
Yun Mo glanced at him and said, "Be careful. If you get hurt again, I won't care about you."
Lingchuan said nothing, looking at her with dark eyes full of smiles.
Yun Mo ignored the man and turned around to go to the kitchen.
"Mom, it smells so good. What do you want for breakfast?"
As soon as she entered the kitchen, Yun Mo smelled a strong aroma of wheat. The aroma of wheat was mixed with the aroma of corn, which was particularly attractive.
Huang Zhiqiu touched her head lovingly, "You're hungry, I'm steaming corn buns. They'll be ready soon. You wash your face first, and I'll scoop some water for you."
"Well, thank you, Mom."
When she found out that she was going to eat corn buns for breakfast, Yun Mo was already prepared that they might not taste very good.
When she first got married to Ling Chuan, Li Li made corn buns, but refused to mention it and choked her throat. Even now, Yun Mo has a psychological shadow on corn and other whole grains.
But to her surprise, Huang's steamed corn buns were quite delicious.
The texture is a bit like hair cake, very soft and has a sweet aroma.
Yunmo likes to study food, and while eating, she asked about how to make this corn bun.
"This corn flour is sifted, remove the coarse flour, use only fine flour, add white flour and goose eggs, make the flour one night in advance, add sugar before steaming the next morning, and then steam it in the pot."
It turns out that goose eggs are added, no wonder it tastes so delicious.
After breakfast, Huang Kailin and the Huang family continued to scrape bamboo shreds.
Scraping bamboo shreds is more difficult and technically demanding than bamboo strips. The width of bamboo strips is about the same as Guilin rice noodles, but the thickness of bamboo shreds is about the same as a toothpick.
Such a thin bamboo filament will break if you are not careful. You have to use a knife to scrape its surface repeatedly to make it smooth and round. This is a very delicate job.
Even the skilled Huang Kailin had to be careful, not to mention Lingchuan, who scraped for ten minutes without scraping out a complete bamboo strand.
Fortunately, he is a calm-minded person. If one scrape is broken, he will replace it with another and continue over and over again without giving up.
After tidying up the kitchen, Liu Zhi and Huang Zhiqiu also put on their aprons, picked up knives and bamboo boards, and scraped bamboo shreds together.
Yun Mo was in the room tutoring Huang Qingning on the knowledge points for the first year of high school.
"Hey, are you all busy?"
A laughing voice broke the tranquility of the Huang family.
Huang Kailin raised his eyelids and glanced at the smiling second son, then said expressionlessly: "What are you doing here?"
"Didn't I hear that my niece is back? I came over to take a look."
Huang Jianguo said so, so Huang Zhiqiu had no choice but to introduce Lingchuan aloud.
"Xiao Ling, this is Momo's second uncle."
"Second uncle."
"You are Xiao Ling. You are indeed very handsome. My niece is really lucky."
Lingchuan replied calmly: "Thank you, my second uncle. I am lucky to marry Momo."
"Haha, people in your city just know how to talk."
"Second uncle, I am telling the truth."
Huang Jianguo wanted to say something else, but Huang Kailin glared back, "There's so much nonsense, didn't you twist your waist? Just go back and rest if you have nothing to do, don't get in the way here."
"Dad, you do your job, I just want to say a few words to my nephew and son-in-law."
With that said, Huang Jianguo found a stool and sat across from Lingchuan, "Nephew and son-in-law, I heard that you are in business by yourself, what kind of business do you do?"
"We can't talk about business. We just do small business and set up a street stall to sell some small commodities."
"How much can I earn in a month?"
"I can't tell, sometimes it's more, sometimes it's less."
Huang Jianguo wanted to continue asking, but Lingchuan turned to look at Huang Kailin, "Grandpa, are there any blacksmiths in this town?"
Huang Kailin was stunned for a moment by the question. Huang Jianjun was the first to speak out, "Xiao Ling, do you want to strike?"
"Well, I want to take a look."
Huang Kailin didn't ask Ling Chuan what he wanted to do. He turned around and told the boss, "You accompany Xiao Ling to the town."
"OK."
Huang Jianjun agreed happily, but Lingchuan's face showed a bit of discomfort.