Chapter 113：

"Well, all these dates are beaten down today. Let's make jujube skin."

She took out a small bamboo basket in the kitchen and said, "Would you like me to go to the vegetable field or see Wangcai sister-in-law playing jujube?"

Mufeng swallowed saliva, oh, her cheeks had pantothenic acid: "Cousin, I'm still sitting here to watch them playing sour dates."

Mu Rou Sang heard that she went to the vegetable field, and making jujube skin was not so easy. She went to the vegetable field to pick some perilla and picked some red peppers.

"Girl, come here!" She was bending over and picking a small pepper, Chunyi entered the vegetable garden, reached for the small basket in Mu Rouzang's hand.

"Why are you here, aren't you helping pull the sheets?"

Chunyi laughed: "There is Phoenix girl, slavery is superfluous."

Mu Rou Sang smiled gently: "Somehow, Feng Yao prefers this sour date." There is nothing delicious here. Mu Rou Sang has tossed out some cakes from time to time. Most of them are too sweet and eat too much. Bored.

"Slaves guess that smell is different from anything else."

Heavy taste! These three words floated in Mu Rou Sang's mind.

"My brother can't return home for a month without knowing it." Mu Rouzang kissed his brother, and the two brothers and sisters had to endure hardships together. It was easy and comfortable, and Hibiscus had to travel around for his studies.

Chunyi comforted her: "Girl, the younger master didn't come home, but now Mr. took them out of Shuzhou to Xiangzhou."

This is what Mu Rouzang is most worried about. The journey to Xiangzhou is a long way away. I ca n’t get there in ten and a half months, and I ’m worried that he does n’t have enough money: “Spring, wait for my brother to return home from Xiangzhou. It ’s going to be the end of September. I wonder if my elder is standing up? I will go back and make a few autumn shirts for my elder brother. "

"Girls rest assured, there are slaves and Chunran, they will definitely help the girls to make some autumn shirts before September." After Chunyi and Chunran came to Mufu, they naturally began to learn female red with Mu Rouzang. To the extent that they are not required to be outstanding, it is always necessary to learn how to dress and sew.

Mu Rouzang pulled up her sleeves and looked at it, "The stitches are well done, it seems that the sleeves are not cut properly."

Chunyi blushed and stomped: "Girl, every time you see slave-in-law wearing this clothes, you have to make a joke.

She laughed: "Okay, I know you are smart. I haven't done it so well for the first time. Right, I have to make a couple of autumn shirts for my brother. I have to make a few pairs of shoes, and two for my godfather. A fall shirt. "

"Yes, girl, slavery saves."

"Girl, are these peppers enough?"

Mu Rouzang reached out and pulled a few times to see: "Well, enough! Go pick a few cucumbers for a cold salad, and then pull a few greens."

Chunyi yanked some dishes, and then came to Mu Rouzang: "Girl, is it good to watch these?"

"Let's go, I don't know how the jujube is playing, or how much."

Chunyi took a small bamboo basket and walked in front: "Girl, there were already a lot of slaves when they came here, but this one will fall a lot."

She instructed Chunyi: "Well, after returning, wash the perilla leaves and small peppers and put them in the basket to dry."

"Isn't the girl talking about jujube skin?" She was puzzled.

Mu Rouzang laughed: "How can it be so fast? Fortunately, the weather is still hot now, and every day, it's pretty fast."

The two talked back to the kitchen with a smile, and Wangcai's daughter-in-law and Chunran poured the jujube from the sheets into a bamboo basket, and Mu Fengxi obediently sat aside and took out the leaves in the other basket and some bad ones. Pick it up and throw it to the ground.

"Yo, girl Feng, do it yourself!" Mu Rouzang teased her.

"Cousin, you are back, of course, you want to eat the zucchini and sesame seeds you said." In her imagination, it will be available soon.

Mu Rouzang pouted and chuckled, teasing her deliberately: "It looks like our girl Feng can't wait."

"Cousin, let's make the jujube and sesame seeds soon!" Mu Fengyi drooled when he thought about the taste.

"Well, look at your monkey in a hurry." She looked up at the tree: "All the jujubes have been lightened!"

Wangcai's daughter-in-law thought she needed something else: "I don't know if the girl needs anything else, I just ran out."

She waved to her daughter-in-law, "Nothing, I just didn't expect you to move so fast."

"Slavery jujube will be labeled with jujube a few times a year before she gets married. This job is done well." Wangcai Auntie answered with a little embarrassment.

"You pick out the leaves and the bad ones first and throw them away." Mu Rouzang commanded several people by supporting Xiaoman's waist.

Mu Fengxuan threw away the jujube in his hand and ran to the corner and dragged out a large broom. "Cousin, let me first, let me sweep the leaves in this yard."

"Sweep it later. Pick the dates first. There is a layer of ash on the ground. This sweep is a layer of paste on everyone's head." She didn't like the dust everywhere.

"Oh, then I'll help Wangcai **** them."

After a while everyone cleaned up the jujube. The wife of Wangcai first went to clean the jujube first. Mu Rouzang instructed Chunran to go to the kitchen to wash the two pots and put them in water.

"Girl, how do you get these jujubes?" Wangcai's daughter-in-law hasn't made the jujube bars mentioned by Mu Rouzang.

"Oh, you go to the kitchen and put it in the pot. Chunran has already filled the water. You can cook these jujubes with a cup of tea and then pick them up with a hedge and set them aside to air."

She went into the kitchen and shouted to Chunyi, "Go get an old pumpkin, peel it, dig it, cut it into pieces, add a small amount of water to the pot and cook it. Then chop the washed basil and small peppers."

"Where did our licorice go? Use a small stone mortar to mop it, and take out the fried sesame seeds yesterday." She asked several people.

"Girl, slavery had already been momo-packed in the house, so go get it." Chunran came out from the stove and responded.

"Oh, yes, get more, I'm afraid it's not enough, you can bring some cut pieces."

"Yes, girl."

Mu Rou Sang sent Chun Ran to pick up licorice: "Wang Cai Zongzi, this water will be cooked later, wait for Chun Ran to take some licorice slices and cook them together, so that it smells good, you first burn the pumpkin . "

Chunran quickly took a small paper bag and returned the licorice tablets, and Wangcai Bianzi took them and threw them into the pot.

"When do you put the licorice foam in this paper bag?" Chun Ran still had a yellow paper bag in her hand.

"Oh, wait a minute, take out the boiled jujube before putting it in."

When a wealthy daughter-in-law is in charge of the fire, a few people sit and chat, waiting for her to boil the pumpkin and picking the jujube. Mu Fengyi can't help it: "Cousin, can I eat it?"

Mu Rouzang squeezed her little face: "How can you be a little tortoise cat so fast."

"Wang Cai Zongzi uses a spatula to stir up the boiled pumpkin, spring dyeing, you find a few bowls of these boiled dates, and then use the chopsticks to rot."

Chunran went to the bowl to stir the jujube with chopsticks, and separated the jujube and jujube nucleus two or three times: "Girl, do you want these jujube nuclei?"

Mu Rouzang swallowed and nodded, "Yes, why not."

The jujube kernel made this jujube taste much better than that of the jujube jujube, and she would never admit that she doesn't have the taste of phoenix.

"Ma'am, slaver chopped all the basil and peppers as you ordered." Chunyi brought a sea bowl over.

Mu Rou Sang was afraid of too little. At that time, he picked out more than half of the basket. I did not expect more jujube, but it was just enough.

"Let's set aside and wash a large tub, and see if you still need to use a large tub." There are two baskets of Chinese jujube.

Chunyi went to the warehouse of the West Chamber and found one that was not very useful. Only when the festival was over, I dragged out a large tub for washing vegetables and washed it by the well. Every time a large bowl of spring dye was stirred, it went into the large tub inverted.

When she and Chunyi finish the job, she shakes her sour arm and asks, "Girl, do you think these jujubes are bad enough?"

At this time, the pumpkins of Wangcai's sister-in-law had been confused: "Girl, the pumpkin paste over here has almost dried."

"Put all the pumpkin paste into a wooden bowl, stir it with some salt and sugar, and spring, you'll find some new, clean sheets."

There is no shortage of cotton in her house. Mu Rou Sang has no burden on her heart.

"Yes, girl, I wonder what the use of that sheet is?"

Mu Ruosang then remembered that she did not understand with the meaning of Chunyi: "Grandpa Zhaoshi helped you carry a few generous tables and put them in the yard. You go back and spread the clean sheets on the large table."

"Girl, do you think that's enough?" After stirring in the salt and sugar, Ms. Wangcai picked a little with chopsticks to give Mu Rouzang a taste.

Murou mulberry bark mouth: "Wangcai **** add some sugar in."

"Girl?" Ms. Wangcai's heart is bleeding. It's not enough to add a few tablespoons. This white sugar is as precious as salt.

"I'll ask you to add it, I can't do anything!" Her family didn't lack such a thing. As a subordinate, she didn't even understand it, and she behaved shabby, and Mulberry was a little unhappy.

Wangcai's daughter-in-law was unhappy about seeing her, and he added a spoonful to get in again.

Mu Fengxi could not help but touch her finger and put it in her mouth: "Well, sweet and sour, but it tastes better than sweet and sour." She was surprised.

Mu Rou Sang patted her little head melon seeds: "If you want to put some salt in sweetness, you want to put some sweetness in fresh." Then tasted the taste and patted the little hand: "Well, pour this bowl of perilla pepper foam together Sprinkle those licorice powder and stir together. "

The wooden phoenix is ​​very spicy, and the meals are spicy.

After Wangcai's daughter-in-law stirred these things up, Chunran went back and forth: "Girl, what is over there is ready."

Mu Rou Sang asked several people to carry the slimy pot full of jujube pumpkins to the main courtyard: "Girl, I did not expect that there are two baskets of jujubes." Wangcai's daughter-in-law was carrying the tub while reading.

Mu Rouzang wouldn't explain to her: "Maybe it's near the kitchen. Doesn't Wangcai Baba bring rice water to that pot every day?"

The water used to wash rice is not the same, it will be very tender. Mu Rou Sang knows it but it is not broken. Do you tell them that rice wash contains rich vitamins, and explain to them what vitamins are?

"Yes, I'm afraid that the rice water is extremely fat. The girl said that rice oil is very supportive. This rice water is afraid of even better." Wangcai Xiu waited for Mu Rouzang to say more, and she had already completed the brain supplement. .

Several people came to the yard, and Mu Fengyi looked curiously at the bed-lined table: "Cousin, is this really useful?"

Mu Rouzang wanted to see her anxious, and Guan Guanzi smiled, "You'll know later."

Several people lowered the wooden basin and looked at Mu Rouzang, waiting for her order.

"Put a spatula on top of it, then cross it horizontally with chopsticks, and push it forward next to the sheets, Chunran, Chunyi, you two hold the four corners of the two sheets, Wangcai **** you come to scrape jujube cake As long as you apply a thin layer, it ’s too thick, it ’s easy to fall, and it ’s hard to do. I did n’t look at our little tortoise hurrying around the table. ”

Mu Rouzang watched Mu Feng, who was only tall at the table, scrambled around the table and scratched her cheeks, then teased her.

"The girl commanded it." Wangcai's daughter-in-law took a glance at Mu Fengxuan and smiled in response.

Wangcai's daughter-in-law scraped a place, and Mu Rouzang sprinkled the fried sesame seeds on it.

By the time a large tub of jujube paste was pasted on the sheets, the sun was over.

Chunyi crookedly sat on the cloister of the main house, looking at the sheets drying in the yard, and pinching her little arm: "Girl, it's not easy to make this piece of jujube, and the slave's arm is about to break."