There was a false alarm at home, but Xiao Han, as the owner, had no idea about it. He led Xiaodong to the wine shop before dawn today.
The family collected a lot of sugar cane a few days ago, almost filling a warehouse. When you push the door and walk in, it's like entering a sugar cane forest. The whole family, old and young, can't even eat much.
Fortunately, Xiao Han also knew that sugar cane is the raw material for making sugar, so he tinkered with it and asked someone to take out part of the sugar cane to squeeze the juice. He waited until it was dried today so that he could use the sugar.
In fact, there was icing sugar in the Tang Dynasty, but I don’t know where it was extracted from. Not only was it expensive! It always tasted bitter, like the saccharin Xiao Han had eaten in the orphanage when he was a child. Anyway, the sweetness was not that authentic.
Xiao Han, who thought he had extraordinary hands-on skills, naturally wanted to benefit the sweet-toothed people of Guangda when he had the opportunity. It will also be recorded in history books in the future: Xiao Han, the Marquis of Sanyuan County, took sugar cane and made sugar. His achievements are extraordinary in the contemporary era!
Um, Xiao Han is drooling and thinking too far...
In the winery in Zhuangzi, the muddy yellow sugar water has been clarified a lot after a night of precipitation. It is filtered twice with fine gauze and then starts to be cooked in the pot. The fire should not be too high. If it is too big, it will burn and it will not taste good.
, so a pot of sugar water was boiled from morning to mid-morning, and this was considered the end.
Xiao Han didn't know how to boil sugar, so he just took it for granted and used it in the process of making salt. But he didn't expect that the smoke from boiling sugar was very strong, and the smoke was choking and made his eyes watery!
After finally waiting for the smoke to dissipate, everyone in the room was in tears. If this didn't work, I would be sorry for the tears shed!
The fat cook asked Xiao Han for his opinion, and opened the lid of the pot with some anxiety. Because the smoke was so choking, he was afraid that a pile of coke would come out. It was not that he felt sorry for the sugar cane, but that he was afraid that the Marquis would become angry and would definitely turn his grievances into ashes.
It's all on himself! Why? The fat chef has thought of it for him: You didn't cook well!!!
After silently reciting "God bless me" several times, when the lid of the pot was opened and the smoke dispersed, the fat cook quickly looked into the pot. Unexpectedly, he poked his head too fast and too hastily, and almost missed it...
"Be careful! If it falls into the pot, don't worry, I'll boil out all the oil for you!" Xiao Han had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the fat cook and scolded him. He looked into the pot again and saw that there was only a little bit of sugar water left in the pot that was almost full at first.
to one inch thick waxy yellow crystals.
"Hey, it's really done!" The fool clapped and laughed. Before he could finish laughing, he was slapped on the head.
"Fart, Mr. Hou did it! Is it okay?" Xiaodong rubbed his palms and scolded the idiot, then turned around with a flattering look on his face: "Master Hou, are you right? How do you eat this thing? How do you eat it with ordinary food?
The frosting is different…”
This bastard, he obviously has no confidence at all, but he still has the nerve to accuse others. Sure enough, the older he gets, the more shameless he becomes!
But Xiao Han was too lazy to worry about it now. He picked up a small wooden mallet that he had prepared long ago, knocked a little bit along the edge of the pot, and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, a pure sweetness rippled on the tip of his tongue. It was not only sweet, but also
It also has a refreshing fragrance! Hey, this is granulated sugar. I ate it before, what the hell is that thing called?
With sugar, there are braised pork, braised pork ribs, and even Xiao Han’s favorite pork head!
The man who killed the pig worked hard for two days that day, and in the end he brought nothing back except money! Xiao Han accepted everything, even the most useless pig skin.
The fat chef blushed when he thought of this. In his eyes, pig skin was just trash. It was not good for making leather. The fishy smell was too strong when eaten, and he could not bite it. He was scolding the Marquis in his heart for his prodigal habit. Who knew that the Marquis would ask someone to kill him?
Clean and cut the pig skin, add the chicken, bones and various spices and boil it together to make a large pot of thick soup. Leave it for one night. The soup in the pot will become frozen the next day. Cut it off.
One piece, with soup and meat inside, it tastes delicious!
The fat cook took a tentative bite and almost burst into tears. He didn't know where Mr. Hou learned so many tricks! He originally thought that he had learned all the truth, but now he saw that Mr. Hou was the real person without showing his face!
People in Tang Dynasty all like sweets. Seeing how much Xiao Han ate it, the others immediately swarmed over, each grabbing a piece and chewing it. Just hearing the sound from outside the house, one would have thought a big rat had entered the house!
"Hey, Lord Hou, it's so sweet!" The idiot next to the stove held a large piece of candy in one hand, stretched out his tongue and licked this piece, then that piece, and he still had the time to speak!
Xiao Han licked his fingers with lingering enthusiasm, turned his hand and slapped him on the head: "You are sweet, you are sweet from head to toe! Can you speak?"
"Ouch..." The idiot shrank from being beaten by Xiao Han, but still quickly tried to defend himself and said: "Hey, blame me, blame me, it was the sweetness made by the Marquis! What kind of candies I ate before are compared with this."
Get up, it’s just chicken shit! Mr. Hou is still awesome..."
"Nonsense! Don't even look at who I am!" Xiao Han's nostrils were almost raised to the sky. Although he drank a bowl of candy made from "chicken excrement" yesterday, he was really lacking in adjectives.
I still graciously ignored this point, pointed to the big pot and said to the fat chef: "Don't eat it, you are getting fat like a pig! If you still eat it, shovel down all these candies and take them back to me for use!"
"Ah? Isn't this meant to be eaten like this?" When he heard that Xiao Han wanted to take away these candies, the idiot was a little reluctant. This thing tasted so crispy and sweet! He had never eaten something so delicious since he was a child.
Things, now I want to hold them and gnaw them all. After only a few bites, I won't let you eat them?
"Of course not. Besides, you can't eat too much of this stuff. If you eat too much, it's not good for your health, you can get sick, and you'll be worse than dead! Don't wait, hurry up, there's still something to do when you get back!"
Xiao Han was afraid that these greedy people would eat it secretly, so he deliberately made the consequences of diabetes more serious.
This trick worked really well. When the fool heard that life would be worse than death, his face turned green and he hurriedly threw the candy back into the pot. But you just threw it away without wiping the saliva on the candy? Do others need to eat it?
Looking at the candy in the pot, Xiao Han's face darkened, and he kicked the fool's butt several times to relieve his anger.
Carrying the freshly baked sugar and several jars of new wine, Xiao Han and the people in the wine shop went home humming a tune.
Today is the cleanest day in Zhuangzi! Everything has been tidied up, the doors and windows have been polished, and the wide cement roads have not been swept away by sand. The villagers who are immersed in the festive atmosphere can't wait to move the roadside.
All the big branches were wiped clean!
This year is their first year in Xiaojiazhuang, and it is also the best year in their memory!
Every house has vegetables and meat, and everyone has new clothes! In the main room as soon as you enter the door, there is a big pig head with an apple stuffed in its mouth, as if it is smiling at itself!
An old man with gray hair trembled slightly as he brought the ancestor's tablet over, placed it at the very back of the altar table, and talked nonchalantly to his ancestor about his current happy life.
After finally finishing the chattering, I still have to ask the younger members of the family to place all the offerings on the table, and then respectfully kowtow a few times, praying to the ancestors to bless them safely and continue to live such a good life!
He didn't even want to think about the hard days before!
Walking along the street, everyone greeted Xiao Han with a smile, and Xiao Han nodded in return. But for some reason, it always felt weird, as if there was something missing, and there was no New Year atmosphere!
When he arrived at the door of his house, standing at the foot of the steps and looking at the tall lintel, Xiao Han suddenly had an idea and remembered what he was missing!
"Spring Festival Couplets! How can we celebrate the New Year without Spring Festival couplets? Oops! I'm so confused!" Xiao Han suddenly shouted, so scared that Xiaodong behind him almost threw out the candy in his arms. He quickly hugged it, and then carefully asked Xiao
Han: "Master Hou? What are you talking about? What are Spring Festival couplets?"
Xiao Han patted his head and said angrily: "Spring couplets are Spring Festival couplets! Hey, I can't explain it to you. Go and find me some red paper. I want big and long ones! Go quickly!"
"Okay..." Xiaodong's brows almost knitted together. Although he didn't understand what the Marquis was talking about, he still gave the candy in his arms to the people next to him and ran into the house.
Here, I still remember that there was a lot of red paper left over from the last time I went up the beam. Where did I put it?
