Chapter 549： Fried Sticky Spoon

Chapter 549 Fried sticky fire spoon

Back from a trip to the county, Lin Qiyue and Xu Shiyan were both worried.

The two of them didn't return to the scene, and went home separately.

"Why did you come back so early today? Is the unit okay? Quick, wash your hands quickly, and help us watch the pot.

Our mother said that she wanted to eat a sticky fire spoon. She soaked 50 catties of rice a few days ago, and it was ground yesterday. "

As soon as she entered the door, she happened to see Su Anying walking towards the kitchen with a sticky spoon that had just been wrapped with a curtain.

"My mother, my mother, and Pingping are in the house. I am watching the pot in the kitchen. When you come back, you are watching the pot. I will also go in to make the pot.

Hurry up and bake it out. When you go to work tomorrow morning, send some to Uncle Han, and then send some to the fifth and sixth younger sisters. "

"Okay, wait a minute, I took off my coat."

Things at work should not affect the family.

Besides, there is nothing wrong with participating in the field at present, so it won't be a mess.

So Xu Shiyan nodded happily, turned around and entered the house to greet his parents and mother-in-law first.

Then he took off his coat and jacket, only wore the sweater inside, rolled up his sleeves, went to the outer room to wash his hands, and then took the shovel from Su Anying's hand.

"Okay, I'll take a look at the pot, you go into the house and wrap the fire spoon." Just in time, he was alone, thinking about something.

Su Anying glanced at Xu Shiyan, sensitively aware that something was wrong with her husband, and she didn't care too much.

Working outside, there are so many troubles every day, it is normal to go home with a little emotion.

Men are different from women. Women may need to find someone to comfort them when something happens.

Man, give him space and let him figure it out on his own.

"Okay, then watch the pot, don't burn it."

Su Anying turned around and went into the house, and went to wrap the sticky fire spoon with Zhou Guilan and the others.

Xu Shiyan sat on the bench, looking at the bright red flames in the stove.

Everything about going to the county today, and what Guan Enxue said, went through his mind.

I always feel that something is wrong, but he can't say it.

Xu Shiyan used the fire stick to pull the firewood in the stove pit. The fire sticking spoon should not be too hot, and it should be done slowly, otherwise it will be easy to burn.

Yes, with the booming market of ginseng in recent years, it is not only a boom in ginseng, isn't Fusong also booming?

Someone wants to pick peaches? Haha, if that's the case, then there will be good things to come.

There are various crises hidden behind the prosperity, and it is also hot. If you want to pick it, how can it be so easy?

Xu Shiyan was thinking in his mind, but his hands didn't stop.

Feeling that the heat is almost ready, I quickly opened the lid of the pot and turned over the sticky spoons one by one with a shovel.

Sure enough, the heat was just right, and the bottom side was slightly browned.

After all the sticky spoons are turned over, put the lid back on.

One pot has to be turned back and forth twice to see if there is no white place on the side, and this is considered cooked.

"Dad, I want to eat sticky fire spoon."

Xu Haiqing came to Xu Shiyan at some point, staring at the pot with longing.

"You little chubby boy, you know how to eat."

Xu Shiyan glanced at his son, smiled and reached out to pinch his chubby little face.

"Wait for a while, it's too hot, wait a minute and dad will fry two for you, it's delicious and delicious."

Xu Shiyan opened the lid of the pot while talking.

The sticky spoon in the pot has been turned over twice. At this moment, the skin of the sticky spoon is browned, and there is a slight sweet fragrance in the air.

This feeling is really good.

"Son, step back, be careful of burning. Don't worry, Dad will make it for you in a while."

Xu Shiyan held a shovel in his hand, scooped up all the sticky spoons in the pot, piled five or six together, shoveled them out and threw them into the wooden trough next to the pot stand.

The slot is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, so it can hold a lot of things.

In the big house back then, before he married his wife, the house had to be filled with fire spoons in the winter, and two slots had to be installed.

At that time, there were a lot of people in the family, and they were all strong laborers, so they really could eat.

Now, I don’t even dare to think about it. Sometimes Xu Shiyan himself doubts, where did he eat all his food at that time?

Shoveling out all the sticky spoons in the pot, Xu Shiyan took the oil pot and poured some oil into the pot.

Put the sticky fire spoons that have been baked together before, and the skin is a bit soft, put a few into the pan, and fry them again.

The sticky fire spoon cut with oil is crispy on the outside and soft and glutinous on the inside. It tastes fragrant and sweet, not to mention children, adults also like it.

That’s it now, how could there be so much oil before? Who can give up?

It was already cooked, just fry it in oil, of course it will be very fast.

After frying for a while, both sides of the sticky fire spoon are oily and fragrant.

"What is so fragrant? Oh, you are really good, put a frying stick on the fire spoon."

Su Anying happened to come over with a sticky fire spoon wrapped in a curtain, glanced at the pot, and smiled.

"Hey? Were you greedy for this when you were young?" Su Anying put down the curtain and asked Xu Shiyan with a smile.

"Well, at that time, when there was a sticky fire spoon at home, our brothers especially wanted to eat this kind of hot food just out of the pan.

At that time, our mother told us that the ones that were just out of the pan were not yet fully cooked, and they were not strong enough to eat, so we need to bake them for a while. "

Xu Shiyan laughed when he thought of the past.

“At that time, I was reluctant to use oil, because the skin would turn red if I baked it for a while.

We all took it one by one and ate it, and we all thought it was delicious. "

Xu Shiyan scooped out the sticky spoons from the pot and put them on a separate plate.

"Then, go find your brother and sister, and eat slowly one by one.

There is honey at home, ask your brother to find it, you can eat it with honey. "

Fire sticky spoons are sticky things that are not easy to digest. Children have weak spleen and stomach, so eating too much is not good, and it is easy to hurt the spleen and stomach.

Generally speaking, dipping sticky food in honey will not hurt your stomach.

Xu Haiqing happily entered the house with a plate, looking for his brothers and sisters.

Here, Xu Shiyan and Su Anying's husband and wife saw their son running so fast on their short legs, they were both funny and helpless.

"It's better to be a child. He knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, without any worries." Xu Shiyan said with emotion.

"What's wrong? Have you encountered a difficult situation?" Su Anying answered at the right time.

She didn't ask on purpose, but she sensed that Xu Shiyan was in a low mood, so she casually cared about it.

"It's nothing, those messy things at work, it doesn't matter, it will be fine slowly."

Xu Shiyan shook his head and smiled, not planning to say anything to Su Anying.

Su Anying can't solve these things even if she knows about them, on the contrary, she will worry about them all day long.

There is no need for that, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, he is a big man, can't he handle this thing?

Xu Shiyan didn't say anything, and Su Anying didn't bother to ask, so she took the empty curtain back to the house and continued to wrap the fire spoon.

In this way, the three generations of grandparents in the house made curtain after curtain of bags, and Xu Shiyan cooked pot after pot in the kitchen.

Even though it was winter, the room was so hot that Xu Shiyan was sweating standing in front of the stove.

There is another chapter to add more

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