When Fang Nuo heard the shouting, he walked over and took a look. The oil residue was indeed almost there, so he said, "That's it. Uncle, take out the oil residue inside, put out the fire, wait for the oil to cool down, and then put it back in." Put it in the clay pot, don’t wash the pot, I’ll wrap it up with dough later, and let’s eat shortbread tonight.”
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After Fang Nuo agreed with him, he went back to meet Fang's father.
Nowadays, they use the old noodles method to make noodles. Grandma Fang and the others didn't have any old noodles when she first came here, so she made wowo for the first time.
Today she went to town and brought back some flour for making dough. After finishing this time, she kept a small piece of dough as old noodles. She will use this piece of dough to make dough in the future, and then keep the old noodles, and then there will be a lot of dough. First of all, there are old noodles who make noodles.
Fang Nuo made peace with Fang's father and placed them next to the fire to wake up.
Then he took out a few small sweet potatoes, scraped some unburned charcoal beside the fire, buried all the sweet potatoes, and after ten minutes, he had delicious roasted sweet potatoes to eat.
After the three of them finished eating the roasted sweet potatoes and the dough was almost done, they added noodles and noodles. When they were making steamed buns, Fang Nuo took out the noodles, put them in a small jar and said to Fang Nuo's father: "Dad , this is the old dough I saved. If you want to steam steamed buns in the future, take this out, wash it with water, then add flour and stir into dough, then knead the dough and let it rise. After it rises, leave a small amount like me. After the pieces are assembled, this method will be used for making the dough later. The steamed buns will be softer."
"It turns out that making steamed buns also requires rising dough. We usually eat a lot of cornmeal, and most of the time we cook it in a pot. I really didn't know that making steamed buns still requires this thing," said Father Fang.
"No wonder I said we had a pound of white noodles. I was thinking about making some steamed buns to eat, but the steamed buns were different from the ones I bought. It turned out that the noodles were not made." Over there, I heard their chat. Uncle Fang also said.
"Then let me tell you, if you want to steam steamed buns again in the future, just do as I say, it will definitely work. And in the summer, put this thing in a cool place, or dry it and store it, otherwise I can’t eat it because I’m afraid it will get moldy,” Fang Nuo said.
"Yeah, you said it, we will definitely remember it," Father Fang nodded and said
The next three people began to make steamed buns. Before steaming them in the pot, Fang Nuo first divided a piece of dough that was enough for them to eat. He went to wrap up the little meat oil just left in the pot, then added water to the pot and boiled it. Then put the rolled buns on the steaming curtain, cover with gauze and let them rise for ten minutes, then put them in the pot to steam.
This time they steamed the steamed buns, pouring most of the white flour into the cornmeal and bean flour and steamed them into steamed buns.
Fang Nuo thought that the weather was so cold now, so if they steamed more, they could keep it for a while, so that in the future, even if they went out to work, they would come back to steam and heat it, and then make soup or vegetables to eat.
This saves some time for more rest, so I made so many steamed buns at once.
Looking at the number, there were probably sixty or seventy of them. A few of them had two for a meal, and if they ate every day, they would be able to eat for a few days.
The steamed buns were steamed in three pots before they were completely steamed. Then, clean oil paper was spread on the wooden board and all the steamed buns were placed on it to dry.
This wooden board was placed near the door, far away from the stove and fire in the house, so the temperature here was the lowest in the house.
After the steamed buns were steamed, Fang Nuo began to bake the shortbread in the iron pan, brushed a thin layer of oil on the pan, put the rolled out pancake on it, and then waited for a while to turn it over.
Fry both sides of the shortbread repeatedly until golden brown, then it is ready to be taken out of the pan.
She was frying pancakes here, while Father Fang and Uncle Fang over there chopped the chicken as she ordered.
When the cake is done, boil a pot of water and blanch the chicken.
Blanch and clean, add some chili pepper segments and stir-fry until cooked, then add a little soybean paste and stew.
After simmering for a while, add potato cubes and stew together. Fang Nuo mixed in some cornmeal, put a circle of cornmeal cake on the edge of the pot, covered the pot and steamed for fifteen minutes.
After cooking, open the pot, sprinkle a handful of onions and garlic leaves into it, then scoop it into a small pot, place it on the fire, eat it while cooking, and blanch other vegetables.
Grandpa Fang and Grandma Fang over there were taking a lunch break in the house. After Yaya woke up, the two elders got up and played with Yaya on the kang.
Before steaming the steamed buns, Fang Nuo steamed an egg custard for Yaya and brought it in for them to feed Yaya.
After the three people behind prepared dinner, they called the two of them to take Yaya out for dinner.
"Hey, ever since Xiao Nuo made this kang, I don't want to leave the bed at all." Grandpa Fang walked out and said by the fire.
"No, I used to sit on that plank bed and it would get colder and colder. I wished I could go out for a few laps so that I could warm up a little while moving. Now, as soon as I get under the quilt, I don't want to get up, whether I'm sleeping or not," Grandma Fang also said with a smile.
"Indeed, I didn't even wake up from the cold last night. Xiao Nuo is the big treasure of our family," Uncle Fang also said with a smile.
"Stop talking, besides, I'm going to be shy. I'm here to help you improve your life, and I'm very happy," Fang Nuo said pretending to be shy.
"Okay, okay, stop talking, let's start eating. Did Xiao Nuo make it again today? It looks delicious," Grandpa Fang said
"Eat more if it smells good," Fang Nuo said.
The family sat by the fire to eat, while Fang Nuo held Yaya in his arms and fed her some mashed potatoes that he had just steamed.
After Yaya almost finished eating, Fang Nuo picked up the bowl and ate.
When he picked up the bowl, he saw that his bowl was filled with chicken, and they were all the meatiest parts of the chicken.
Her eyes were sore, she picked up the chicken legs in the bowl, put one in Grandpa Fang's bowl and Grandma Fang's bowl, and said, "Grandpa and Grandma eat the chicken legs. I don't like to eat meat from this place."
Then he gave Father Fang and Uncle Fang a piece of meat each and said, "I like the meat of the wings. Father and Uncle Fang will eat it too."
Several people looked at the chicken in the bowl, but in the end they didn't refuse, but immersed themselves in eating.
After the meal was finished, Uncle Fang took a steamed bun and dipped it into the chicken soup left in the pot to finish it off.
After eating and resting for a while, Father Fang went to wash the dishes, and the family sat by the fire again and chatted.
In the next three days, Fang Nuo tried his best to help them stock up on some dishes every day so that they could eat for a longer period of time. He also prepared as much as possible what they needed here.
The night before going back, Fang Nuo said to them: "Grandpa, grandma, dad, uncle, I will go back tomorrow. I have prepared some things for you. I will put them there with my dad and little uncle." As my uncle said, you should take care of your health after I leave. If you need anything, just write to me and I will try my best to find it for you.
Furthermore, Comrade Wang Bin at the gate of the farm will help deliver the things I send in the future. If you have anything you want to bring to me, you can also ask him for help."
