The live broadcast life of Lao Linzi in Northeast China

Chapter 92 Humane Collective Action

Li Yuan has strong arms, so the whole process of stirring and crushing the red beans didn't take much time, and it was ready in about 10 minutes.

Li Yuan brought a large pot of red bean stuffing into the room and placed it on the edge of the Kang.

And smelling the big pot full of red bean stuffing, Li Yuan couldn't help but think of the days when his beloved was a child.

The old woman got up from the kang, picked up a piece with chopsticks, put it in her mouth and tasted it, and sure enough, the old woman couldn't stop nodding after tasting the taste.

"This stuffing tastes really good, okay, let's open the bag!"

When the old lady spoke, she had already opened the yellow side of Kang's hair.

The moment the yellow face was opened, a slightly sour smell instantly filled the room.

However, upon smelling the smell, the old lady didn't show any disgust at all, she pressed down the yellow noodles that had been made, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Just right."

Li Yuan looked at Hao Na's yellow face, which had been made at this time, with a burst of joy on his face.

I remember when I was a child, when I smelled the smell of the cooked yellow noodles, I would often cover my nose and say it stinks, but now when I ask about the smell, I just feel that it is very kind.

"Actually, people now put yeast in the sticky bean buns for convenience, but what you don't know is that the authentic yellow noodles don't need yeast at all, and the taste of yellow noodles without yeast will be better."

The old lady on the side also nodded when she heard Li Yuan's words.

"No, young people nowadays use ready-made yeast to make some dough. But we didn't have ready-made yeast at that time. We made it ourselves, but the taste is more authentic."

Hearing this, many people in the live broadcast room also nodded.

"It's true, not to mention others, but I, an old chef who has been working with pasta for more than [-] years, let me leave the yeast powder. I really don't know how to do it."

"Well, I can't steam steamed buns without yeast."

"No wonder I always feel that the steamed buns I ate when I was a child taste different from the steamed buns now. Is it because of the yeast?"

"It's very possible."

"Otherwise, anchor, can you teach us how to make yellow noodles with sticky bean buns without fermentation? I'll try it when I get home!"

Li Yuan said with a smile: "Actually, the fermentation of yellow noodles is very simple, and there is nothing wrong with telling everyone."

Li Yuan grabbed a piece of yellow noodles that had been made, looked at it, and then continued, "Like the pot of yellow noodles you saw, the old lady should be made of glutinous rice flour and corn flour."

"The ratio of the two is basically one to one, which is nothing to say."

"However, it is worth noting that the noodles must be scalded with hot water, and the water should be added little by little, because the noodles for making yellow rice balls should be relatively hard, and it is not easy to collapse after making them, otherwise It just collapsed into a pile."

"It can be made into the hardness that can be pressed into cakes as I just said, and then placed in a place with high temperature to ferment naturally for a day. Remember to seal it well at this time, otherwise a layer of hard scab will form on the yellow noodles .”

"Basically, as long as you control the amount of water, there is no problem at all."

Studio.

"It's not difficult to listen to, is it?"

"It seems to be very simple."

"It's not easy at all, okay?! It takes years of experience to knead the yellow noodles until it's soft and hard!"

"As a native of the Northeast, I understand what the above said very well. It's obviously not simple, okay?!"

There were endless debates in the live broadcast room, but at this time, Li Yuan and the three had already made all the preparations, and the three of them sat around the table, ready to open the bag.

And the audience who were still discussing endlessly, when they saw the way Li Yuan wrapped the bean buns, they couldn't help but stopped arguing in surprise.

I saw that Li Yuan was quite skillful taking the wake-up noodles out of the basin, grabbing a piece of it with his hands and pressing it into a cake.Then use the right hand to make the dough into a shape that is thick in the middle and thin on the four sides.

Picking up the spoon, put the prepared red bean stuffing in the middle of the dough, then squeeze it tightly with the mouth of a tiger. After a few seconds, you can see that the dough in Li Yuan's hands has been rolled into an oval shape. Then put it on the cage drawer prepared on the side.

"I'll go, is this bread so thick?"

"It's so thick...Anchor, are you sure it can bite?"

"It turns out that the wrapped yellow rice balls look like this, and the fillings are so rich!"

"It looks delicious. Although the dough is thick, it has a lot of fillings..."

"But it's really the first time I've seen dry food that looks like this. It's really strange."

"No, it turns out that the anchor's so-called ellipse looks like this. It's really different from what I imagined."

"However, a yellow rice dumpling only needs so much filling and yellow rice, how long will it take to wrap this big pot?"

"That's right, even if the anchor packs yellow rice balls fast, but there are so many, I'm afraid you have to rest for two or three hours if you want to pack them all?"

"Upstairs, you are wrong. It is not bad to finish half of the work in two or three hours. In Northeast China, making bean buns is a collective activity."

"Collective action? What do you mean?"

Just when someone in the live broadcast room asked about the meaning of this sentence, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Old Aunt, I'm here to help you make New Year's Rice Balls!" After the words fell, Second Aunt Li Yuan walked into the room.

Li Yuan greeted with a smile: "Second Aunt, you are here."

Second Aunt smiled and said, "Ah, isn't this Xiaoyuan? You also came to help?"

Li Yuan nodded.

Li Yuan's grandmother also hurriedly greeted her and said, "Xiaoxia, hurry up, sit down and warm up for a while, don't worry."

Second Aunt: "I'll wash my hands first, and I'll recover after a while on the kang. You are busy, so don't worry about me."

And just as the second aunt was talking, Aunt Li next door also walked into the room.

In just half an hour, many helpers came one after another. Seven or eight people sat around the table, laughing and chatting, while wrapping yellow rice balls very quickly.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room finally understood what the "group activity" that netizen just said meant.

"I'm going to make a yellow rice dumpling, so there are so many people here?"

"Oh my God, I never expected that the activity of Huangmituan would be so big. It means that the neighbors who are working nearby have come over?"

"Yeah, my house is not so lively during Chinese New Year, I'm so envious!"

"I'm also very envious. Isn't the human touch in such a village too strong?"

"Many people are powerful, that's true! Look at the red bean stuffing in that pot, more than half of it has disappeared so quickly!"

Sitting among the crowd, Li Yuan also felt very cordial at this moment.

I remember that during the years when I was studying outside, Li Yuan was greedy for the yellow rice balls in the Northeast several times, but after buying them several times, he felt that the taste was much worse.

(End of this chapter)