Chapter 159

"Oh, how much sugar do you need? Don't do it!"

Man Bao was stunned, tangled and said, "but sister-in-law, I want to eat."

She felt that since she had promised her nephews and nieces, she had to do it. After all, she was an elder and had to set an example.

After thinking about this, man Bao insisted, "sister-in-law, do it. I'll buy brown sugar."

The big head didn't run away. He lay down at the door and looked at his mother eagerly. If Xiao Qian wanted to refuse, he turned around at the tip of his tongue. Even the youngest three Ya and four heads ran to her and raised his small head and looked at her eagerly.

Little Qian thought, it's winter. It's hard for children to relax. Then make them some snacks.

She reluctantly agreed, but asked man Bao, "do you know how to make sugar gourd? I don't know. "

Man Bao immediately said, "I'll read a book!"

Keke has carefully searched out the relevant records and integrated them with her. In fact, the production of sugar gourd has the same effect, and yam beans are just one more step than fruits.

That is to cook it.

Little Qian has a talent for cooking. Man Bao tells her to cook a lot of things he wants to eat. Sometimes she can't say clearly. There is no specific amount of salt and oil, but little Qian just knows how much to add.

Feng Shi, he Shi and Zhou Xi all cook in turn, but they are willing to let the Zhou family choose from all ages. Xiao Qian has always been in charge of the kitchen.

It's a pity that she is very busy, and Qian doesn't want his daughter-in-law to be fixed on one thing. In her opinion, if Xiao Qian is only responsible for the kitchen at home, then the old couple will be gone, six rooms will be separated, other things in the big room, Xiao Qian must be unskilled, and the cooking skills of other daughter-in-law must be not very good.

So even if little Qian is the best cook at home, Qian didn't let her stay in the kitchen all the time.

It's the same this time. Man Bao doesn't know how to make sugar gourd. He hasn't even seen it made. But as soon as she says that she wants to cook yam beans first, then air them, and then put them on the string with a sign, Xiao Qian knows how to do it.

She asked Da Ya to wash yam beans, and then boil water to boil yam beans.

She had eaten yam beans several times at home. She figured out a method to peel them. She boiled them at high temperature, took them out to dry and cool them, scraped the skin with a bamboo knife, and then rubbed them gently, and the skin of yam beans came out.

It's much more convenient to peel with a knife when it's still alive, and it's easy to itch your hands when it's alive.

Man Bao drooled at yam beans and ran to borrow brown sugar from the village head's house.

At this time, it's too late to buy at the big episode, so I'll borrow it first and return it tomorrow.

Man Bao asked Koko as he ran, "is yam bean sugar gourd really delicious?"

Koko didn't say anything.

Man Bao didn't need his answer. He said to himself, "if it's delicious, I'll eat two more strings. Yam beans are so delicious. Its sugar gourd may be delicious..."

With this thought, man Bao finally looked forward to it and ran faster towards the village head's house.

When she took the brown sugar back, little Qian had already chopped the chicken and stewed it with yam beans. They were trying to peel the yam beans. It was good for the children at home. This kind of scattered work was done without adults' time.

Then little Qian took man Bao into the kitchen to study how to hang sugar gourd while watching the fire.

Of course, man Bao read it according to the information given by Keke. Xiao Qian listened to her endorsement. She didn't understand a lot of words, so she had to explain.

When she finally figured it out, the chicken and yam beans were ripe.

Xiao Qian took out the dishes and cooked some cabbage. Then he took them out and said to the excited children rubbing the skin: "all right, eat first and cook after dinner. Big head, go and ask grandparents, parents, uncles and aunts to come back for dinner."

A group of children have long smelled the smell. Although they can often eat meat at home this year, they still can't help drooling at this time.

Big head turned and ran next door. Big ya, they also stopped one after another and went to set up tables, chairs and dishes and chopsticks.

Man Bao is responsible for standing aside and waiting for food. Of course, she is checking how the yam beans are peeling.

Although Xiao Qian agreed to make sugar gourd, she didn't want to get used to the children. She collected more than half of the yam beans in the two bamboo baskets, boiled and peeled the rest, and then put them in the pot to stew with the chicken.

She didn't make candied haws and didn't have enough confidence in it, so she impolitely poured a lot into the pot, thinking that if the candied haws didn't succeed and stewed with chicken, it wouldn't be wasted, would it?

She thinks the dishes stewed with chicken are delicious. Just watch the adults and children on the table eat the yam beans in the folder after eating the chicken.

So the rest of the yam beans, after Xiao Qian cooked, were only seven. She looked at the children and decisively peeled one string from each string to another bamboo stick. Well, there were eight strings.

Eight children, none missing.

Man Bao finished teaching Da Ya the words they were going to recognize today. When he ran over and saw them, he said, "sister-in-law, why are there so few strings?"

"Quite a lot. There are seven or eight on each string."

Little Qian began to cook sugar.

Sugar is not cheap, and brown sugar is more expensive than maltose. Xiao Qian was afraid of spoiling the sugar, so he set the fire very small. If he really couldn't cook it, he planned to boil it into sugar water with a spoonful of water and distribute it to everyone.

Brown sugar replenishes blood.

Knowing nothing, man Bao squatted next to him and watched the brown sugar in the pot drool.

In order to facilitate operation, Xiao Qian didn't use a big pot, but a small pot.

Man Bao swallowed his saliva and said, "it smells better than the sugar we usually eat. Sister-in-law, I won't eat maltose or candy in the future. How about brown sugar?"

Little Qian knew that man Bao didn't like sugar very much. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "OK, I'll cook eggs with brown sugar for you every morning."

Man Bao asked, "is it delicious?"

"It's delicious," said Xiao Qian naturally. "Eggs are delicious and brown sugar is delicious. If you put two delicious things together, it will be better."

Man Bao doesn't think eggs are delicious, but brown sugar looks really good. Anyway, she can't stop drinking egg water. It's also good to eat brown sugar boiled eggs.

Man Bao is happy.

Brown sugar became more and more viscous. Xiao Qian estimated that it would be ready soon. Some clumsily put the stringed yam beans into the pot and stirred them. Seeing that the brown sugar had been falling and couldn't hang the yam beans at all, she hung some up with a spoon.

The first string was not very smooth, which made Xiao Qian sweat.

But she didn't tangle, and soon picked up the second string