Born Back To Qinghe Farm House
CHAPTER 69 (COUCUS BREAD)

Twenty coins." Luo Jiahe excitedly took out a bag of money from his sleeve and opened it. There were twenty copper coins lying within it. This was the money that Luo Jiahe had earned for the first time.

    "That's because of the rough cloth I used. Mrs. Li said that the cotton cloth cost 30 Wen, and the silk cloth cost 40 Yuan. My expertise is far behind Qing He and you. I didn't expect to do it." being able to sell it at such a high price." , Madam Li and Brother Azhe from Jinxiu Kain Village are really good," Luo Jiashu said with sparkling eyes.

    Liu Lan's smile on the side was never broken, the wallet made by her daughter could be sold for money, this would add to Luo Jiahe's good reputation when discussing relatives in the future, it would be good for her, the location is also better.

    "Good." Wang Guihua said yes repeatedly, "Xiaohe has reached the age of marriage, you can save the money you get from being a female celebrity." Hand over

    to Wang Guihua, "Grandmother, we gave up all the money we made as a family, how could I be the only exception. When the family needs money, I'm happy to help." Wang Guihua's eyes were full of kindness, "One or two of you Everything is like this, milk is stored

    for you, and when we Xiaohe and Qinghe get married, we'll give you the bottom of the box

    . account today," said Wang Guihua.

    "Yes, grandma," Luo Jiashu and Luo Qinghe said in unison.

    Although Wang Guihua had some money in his pocket, he was still reluctant to take the donkey cart, and a group of people took turns replacing the items they bought on their backs and walked home.

    Luo Laotian and the people in the house were not idle today, digging the ground in the backyard, weeding the rice fields, and picking wild vegetables in the mountains. The wild vegetables picked today are relatively old. Tian Cuizhu took Liu Xiangxiang Both Luo Jiamiao and Luo Jiamiao washed, her skin scraped, and dried to make pickles.

    When Wang Guihua and his entourage arrived home, Tian Cuizhu and the others were still busy in the courtyard.

    “Why did you buy so many items?” Luo Laotian looked up and saw the full weight basket carried by Wang Guihua and the others, and was shocked by the meat in their hands.

    "I will make noodles now, make bread to eat at night, and set up a stall in the city tomorrow morning," Wang Guihua said after finishing.

    Wang Guihua saw that besides the wild vegetables, there was a bamboo boat in the courtyard, and he felt an explosion of irony.The second daughter-in-law was very considerate and prepared everything.

    Hearing there was bread to eat at night, the whole family showed a smile.

    “But only tonight, we made it to taste the taste, and we have nothing to eat afterwards, so we have to keep it for sale.” Wang Guihua gave the sweet date and immediately gave the sap.

    But if we could have dinner tonight, everyone would be very happy.

    "Head of the family, go to the second brother and ask for fresh vegetables. We make bakpao. You can send some after the bakpao is ready. Also mention that our family is planning to make bakpao fill and set up a stall to get money." Wang Guihua Saw Luo Laotian say.

    “OK, I'll go now.” Luo Laotian put down the work in his hands, got up and walked out.

    "Grandmother, you are really smart," Luo Qinghe said with a thumbs up towards Wang Guihua.

    Tomorrow, there will be rumors in the village that the Cailuo Laotian family is prosperous and has money to buy meat. Not convincing to argue with him alone. If the second grandfather's family spreads that they make bakpaos and set up stalls to earn money, they will understand.     In this way, when the house was established after the fall and my uncle went to study, it would be more natural, and the money earned from selling lotus roots could be used in a fair way.     As Wang Guihua and the others put away all the items on their backs, the family was busy.     Wang Guihua asked Luo Qinghe to bring someone to adjust the stuffing, and she brought Luo Changgen to knead the dough The man's hands were strong, so kneaded dough was better.     Luo Dagen cut through the meat stuffing, Luo Jiamiao and Luo Jiahe lit a fire, both stoves were lit together, one pot was cooking red beans, the other was frying sesame seeds, the other was frying, and Liu Lan and Tian Cuizhu were in charge of the big pot.

    Luo Jiadi and Liu Xiangxiang were responsible for washing and dismembering pickles; Luo Jiashu cut tofu into small pieces, and cut pepper, garlic, and ginger for later use.

    Luo Yougen stuffed the pig into the water in the wooden basin, sprinkled the ashes of the plants, and went to the river to wash them.

    Luo Laotian brought back some green vegetables, and then started cleaning the small stone mill he found from the hut.This was over ten years ago, when his family's condition was good, and the, he specifically hired masons to grind things for the comfort of the family.

    Seeing like this, it seemed that Luo Qinghe who arranged the work was the most relaxed, she was in charge of doing homework, and whenever she needed help, she would go there to help.

    After Tian Cuizhu fried the sesame seeds, he put them in a wooden basin, then started purifying the lard.A large piece of suet was cut into pieces, and put in a pot to begin distilling.

    After Luo Jiashu finished her work, she started grinding the sesame seeds with a small stone, the aroma of cooked sesame seeds filled the front yard, mixed with the fragrant scent of red beans, which was very fragrant, and the stomach of the whole family.

    Wang Guihua and Luo Changgen kneaded the noodles and let it wake up, now the weather is getting hotter, it is easy to ferment.

    "Grandmother, uncle, move the table, put all these prepared items on the table for later use, and squeeze the bean paste on the kidney beans when it is ripe," said Luo Qinghe.

    Luo Changgen let Wang Guihua rest, and went to move the tables and chairs by himself.

    "Squeeze the bean paste?" Wang Guihua did not understand. When the bean paste was ripe, Luo Qinghe told him to put it on a gauze and squeeze it into a wooden basin, and then he realized the meaning of "squeeze bean paste ".

    "Qinghe, this is too wasteful, how much can be squeezed, just mashed." Wang Guihua felt depressed.

    "Milk, it feels a lot worse," Luo Qinghe said, "We should do our best when making it, and it won't be in vain. We can eat the remaining red bean pulp after squeezing. Add a little sugar, it's delicious."

    "Is it good?" Wang Guihua muttered.

    "Grandmother, I will add sugar to the red bean pulp to cook first, and let's eat first, otherwise, when the bread is ripe, our stomach will starve," luo Qinghe's suggestion.

    Wang Guihua nodded and reminded, "Enter less sugar."

    Luo Qinghe said yes, then put the red bean dregs in the pot earlier, add a little sugar and a little lard, stir-fry until the water is dry, and wait for it to look good, then put it in the tub.

    Although this was a trial tonight, I prepared all the portions I would buy tomorrow morning, so I used three teats full of kidney beans. After squeezing the bean paste, there is a lot of red bean pulp. Luo Qinghe washed her hands and kneaded the red bean dregs into balls.