The next morning, Chen Wanbai got up early and hurried to the kitchen before he even had time to wash up.
She wanted to see if her old noodles were successfully made.
When Chen Wanbai came to the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot, she saw that the dough had expanded very softly. She was filled with joy, knowing that the dough was successfully made.
She was not in a hurry to wash up. She quickly fetched water, washed her hands, and started making pancakes and steamed buns.
She first picked off a piece of old noodles, put it into a basin, added an appropriate amount of warm water, and started kneading it to fully integrate the old noodles with the water.
Then, she poured some flour into the basin and kneaded it until the dough became smooth and elastic.
Then she divided the dough into two parts and used one part to make pancakes.
The other part is placed back in the basin and covered with a layer of cloth to allow it to ferment again.
She went to the dustpan, picked up a handful of green onions, washed them carefully, and then chopped them into pieces.
Then, she took out the part of the dough used to make the pancakes, rolled it out into a uniformly thin pancake, then evenly sprinkled some chopped green onion and salt on top, and then rolled it up gently. , then cut into small segments, then flatten each segment and roll it into a round cake shape.
If there is oil, add a little and it will be scallion pancakes. Chen Wanbai thought that when she earned money, she would buy oil to make scallion pancakes.
Placing them on the bamboo curtain and waiting for them to ferment, Chen Wanbai planned to bake pancakes after he finished washing.
When she walked out of the kitchen, she happened to see Mrs. Liu yawning and slowly walking out of the house.
"Xiaobai, why did you get up so early?"
"I want to see if the old noodle was successful."
"The result What's going on?"
Chen Wanbai nodded, "Mom, go and wash up. I'll make some for you later."
Then the two of them finished washing up quickly and came together. Arrive at the kitchen.
Mrs. Liu helped light the fire, while Chen Wanbai poured a thin layer of oil into the pot after it was heated.
Watching the oil in the pot gradually heat up, Chen Wanbai picked up a fermented pancake and carefully put it into the pot.
As soon as the pancake comes into contact with the hot oil, it makes a "sizzling" sound and instantly emits an attractive aroma.
She carefully put the pancakes into the pot one by one and watched them sizzling in the pot. Chen Wanbai pushed the pancakes hard to let them heat evenly.
After a while, one side of the pancake turned golden brown. She skillfully turned the pancake over and continued to bake the other side.
As time goes by, each golden and crispy pancake becomesTake them out of the pot one after another and arrange them neatly on the plate.
The strong aroma of green onions permeates the entire kitchen, making people salivate.
Mrs. Liu looked at Chen Wanbai's busy figure quietly from the side, with a dark and unclear look in his eyes.
After Chen Wanbai finished baking the last pancake, he wiped the sweat on his forehead and said to Mrs. Liu with a smile: "Mom, the pancake is ready, come and try it."
Mrs. Liu stepped forward, picked up a pancake with chopsticks and took a bite. The crispy outer skin and soft inside were intertwined in her mouth. It was so delicious that she nodded repeatedly.
"No wonder you don't like to eat pancakes made by my mother. I remember you were not picky before. Also, where did you learn this pancake skill?"
Chen Wanbai ate The movement of the pancake paused for a moment, then he swallowed the pancake in his mouth and said calmly: "Mom, I saw people making it in the town and I learned how to do it."
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She didn’t care at all whether Mrs. Liu believed what she said. Anyway, things had developed to this point. How could she still tell Mrs. Liu that she had come back from the dead? Let's forget it, there is no need for her to be suspected of occupying the magpie's nest and be dragged away and burned.
At the same time, the fermented steamed bun dough over there is almost ready.
Chen Wanbai walked to the place where the dough was placed, washed his hands first, and then started to take the dough out of the basin.
She put the dough on the chopping board, kneaded it gently, and divided it into small pieces of evenly sized dough.
Then, she picked up the small dough pieces one by one and placed them neatly in the steamer. Then she carefully placed the steamer on the pot and prepared to steam the steamed buns.
When Mrs. Liu saw this, she said nothing. She has never doubted that this daughter is not her daughter.
She just thought that she had not gotten along with her daughter much and didn't know her well. Now that she has left the Chen family, she is like this, and her daughter has to hold herself up.
In the end, she still had herself to blame. When Liu thought of this, she couldn't help but feel the urge to cry. But when she thought of her daughter saying she didn't like her crying, the tears were suppressed again.
While the two were eating the pancakes, the steamed buns in the steamer were also cooked. She opened the lid of the pot, and the yellow and plump steamed buns were steaming.
Chen Wanbai also brought the steamed buns to the table and said with a smile: "Mom, come and try it."
Mrs. Liu picked up a steamed bun and took a bite. I feel that the steamed buns are extremely soft, with a dense texture and a slight sweetness that spreads in the mouth, leaving people with endless aftertaste.
She couldn’t help nodding and praising: “These steamed buns are so well steamed and delicious.”
“Mom, take some to Grandma Zhao later. I’ll Go up the mountain first, come back and help me later."
Chen Wanbai was thinking about Liu.Shi didn't know what to do after going up the mountain, so he had better let her deliver pancakes and steamed buns.
"Okay."
After finishing eating, Mrs. Liu brought a small basket and filled it with four steamed buns and four pancakes. He slung the basket on his wrist and headed out.
Chen Wanbai picked up the last bundle of bamboo and headed up the mountain.
When he arrived at the place, Chen Wanbai continued following yesterday's laying progress.
The sun gradually rose, and the sunlight shone on her body through the thorns and grass. At this time, the temperature has also risen somewhat.
As the last bamboo was placed, Chen Wanbai wiped his sweat and planned to rest for a while.
She sat down to rest and took a sip of water, then she felt more comfortable.
Chen Wanbai walked to the small ditch and washed his face with the mountain spring water. The cold mountain spring water stimulated her to feel particularly comfortable, and she felt that her fatigue had subsided a lot.
She first picked up the hoe and started digging hard in the ditch. A trench was dug so that the water could flow in the direction she specified.
Then the two bamboos were fixed side by side in the ditch. Almost instantly, water flowed out from the other end of the bamboos.
Then, she connected another piece of bamboo to it in the same way that the big head was covered with the small head. She held the bamboo in her hands, turning it gently while pushing it forward slowly to ensure that the connection was tight and stable.
Along the planned route, connect them one by one, and each one is guaranteed to be able to discharge water.
In some places where there were uneven areas, she cut down branches and forked them up to make them stand aloft. In other places, it was necessary to dig a ditch to lower the bamboo pipes.
In this way, the bamboo pipes led the water all the way from the mountain to the bottom.