The big pot on the stove is "gudu gudu" burning water. The old man is burning the fire behind the stove. There is a wooden steaming bucket on the pot. The upper mouth is slightly larger, and the lower one is slightly smaller, so as to facilitate flour production.

The bottom is open, and there is a steaming rack made of movable bamboo chips at the bottom, which looks sharp at the top and round at the bottom. There are also white cages covering the top to prevent the powder from flowing out and to let the steam enter the steaming barrel evenly.

"This is flour. You have to add water to adjust it before adding flour. This process is called steaming rice, don't you know?"

The old village head looks at Jiang Xiaoye and explains with a smile.

"I don't know. I didn't care about that before."

In the past, Jiang only knew to look for New Year cakes. Where did he think so much?

Yesterday's rice cake was just a try. Today, all the guys in the rice cake team have moved here. They are clean. Uncle Li is taking people to prepare.

This is a three meter long, one wide, two inch thick panel. Under it are placed a few thick wooden benches. There is also water leakage from the bucket. The long head of the board has a knife slot.

Two people sit on the poles at both ends of the bamboo. Sitting on the bars is hard work, and there is no technology to speak of. Now there are few people. It is estimated that the buttocks and thighs of people who have finished the New Year cake will ache.

The New Year cake team is short of staff, naturally there are few people.

He Laogou came, holding the dimly eyed Er Niu in his arms. Many people couldn't help looking at him. What did he do here? You know, he Laogou never works.

In the past, I used to go hunting in the mountains to subsidize the family. I had excellent archery skills.

"Uncle he, here we are."

Jiang Xiaoye immediately greets him and says hello.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" He Laogou promised his daughter. Naturally, he remembered, so he took Er Niu to her before dawn.

Just why do you want to bring Er Niu here? Can't you wake her up?

Jiang is speechless, but he doesn't ask.

"There is no one on the bar."

Jiang Xiaoye gives a sign.

"It's simple. I'll come with you. Do you need anyone else? Get out of the way

He Laogou took Er Niu in his arms and then said, "let's join him."

It's not necessary for old dog he to sit on the bar. He directly signals with Jiang Xiaoye. One side of the bar is pressed with his hand.

He Laogou's reputation in the village is definitely more than Zhao Wuliu. No one is willing to provoke him. Those who are sitting on the bars should get out of the way.

Er Niu also woke up, and soon was attracted by the smell of rice cake. After he Laogou slipped in his arms, she looked here and there. Her mouth watered.

With the help of old dog he and Jiang Xiaoye, the speed has been greatly accelerated.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Until daybreak, Jiang Xiaoye hears Xiaohei's cry. Li Lan comes with peach, along with Xiaohei and Xiaohui.

The New Year cake can be eaten directly, but it can be put for a long time after air drying.

Peach and ER Niu have been looking forward to watching people cut New Year cakes.

Cut the New Year cake is first cut into large pieces, then cut into small pieces, this is called New Year cake flower.

"Come on, Erniu, peach, try it!"

Li Lan also came to help, cut off the small stick stained with sugar for two girls and peach, two girls eat fast.

"Woof, woof, woof!" Xiao Hei is too anxious outside. Let's give him a sigh. He was chased by pig nose all night, and his stomach growled!

When they start to make cakes, Jiang Xiaoye and hehe old dog don't have to sit on the bars any more. Uncle Li first cuts the cake into four pieces, and then uses cloth to keep warm, so he busily starts to work.

"Now there are fewer and fewer people who make New Year cakes. Last time I went to a meeting in the county, the county said that there were fewer and fewer farmers. If you don't farm, there are countless delicious things to eat, and many customs are gone."

The old village head sighed.

"The more so, the more things will be kept."

Jiang Xiaoye wipes his hands. Many customs are gone. If it is not for himself, the New Year cake team will not last until next year.

"Yes."

With the development of the times, some old customs are disappearing.

At eight o'clock, here has become a lively, a group of children crying to grab the corner of the rice cake to eat, angry Xiaohei in situ roll, these are Xiaohei adults look after!!!

But obviously, it's over, and the kids are about to grab it.

Peach is to take a few pieces of rice cake ran, stretched out his hand and said: "small black, here!"

"Wang?"

Xiao Hei took a look at peach. Are you so kind? I used to want to beat Xiao Hei!

"For you to eat, to peach hit!"

"Woof!"

Small black gas in situ roll, not live, not live, this day can not live!

Eating cakes, playing with dogs and beating Xiaohei, this is what Erniu infects peach, which makes peach care about every day, so that Xiaohei is often patted by peach for no reason.

"Uncle, this is about to be celebrated by the villagers. Now the conditions at home are not bad. What standard should we adopt?"Li Lan has been thinking about this matter these days. We should know that in the village, only big happy events will be entertained.

Now, the one who doesn't want to have a good memory.

"This one."

The old village head smelled the speech and thought for a while and said: "usually there are eight bowls, and the best one is old four eight. This is a big feast. No one in the village has ever put it like this."

The old four eight rivers in the village have heard of it, or in his mouth.

"Second grandfather, how many dishes are the four eight? Thirty two dishes? "

Forty eight thirty two, this is still something that Jiang can guess.

The old village head nodded: "yes, thirty two dishes, four fruit plates, four plates, four sweet, four salty, four large plates, eight hot bowls, two large pieces, one soup and one rice. This is the old four eight. The old four eight dishes are too much to eat and waste. No one in the village can afford it. The cost of this table is unbearable."

The cost is really unacceptable.

Especially in mountain villages.

However, Jiang doesn't care at all. He has no problem entertaining the whole village every day.

"This one, that's it!"

Li Lan said happily, "what do you need to buy? I bought it all today

There are too many ingredients to buy. There are hundreds of people in the village to eat. A table for ten people also needs dozens of tables.

"Wait a moment and make a list for the chef in the village. I remember he said before that there are twelve pressed dishes, four dishes, pork tripe, pig ear, pig heart, preserved egg, etc., as well as nuts and dried fruits. In fact, it doesn't need to be too traditional. The four bowls at the back are important, including sliced meat, Sixi meatballs, chicken and fish. The big dishes include chicken and fish Pork chops, pork elbows, too many, I'll wait for you to ask! "

The old village head knows a lot of things in the village, but he can't fully understand them.

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