After time travel, I pampered three villain sons

"Mother! My second brother has written!"

Someone knocked on the door of the small courtyard in the bamboo forest. Dabao went out to have a look, but ran back to the courtyard excitedly.

Yesterday everyone was still talking about Jiang Jiayan, as if he had heard it, and wrote a letter to the family the next day.

"Mother, seeing the words are like faces, I feel so missed. Everything else is fine, don't worry too much, lest you bother your mind.

Brother can you be safe? "

Jiang Jiayan's writing was steady and powerful, Jiang Ning looked at it and felt the joy of receiving the letter.

In the past, chariots and horses were very slow, and you could only love one person in your life.

Cars and horses are also very slow now, but she has three sons who love her the most.

"What! Second brother talks so much to mother, but only a few words to greet me and third brother?!"

Dabao pretended to be jealous and amused Jiang Ning.

"Is the messenger still there?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Yes, he is waiting for our reply whether he wants to reply." Jiang Jiaming said that he was still waiting at the door.

"Okay, Dabao will write for mother!"

Jiang Ning studied ink, Jiang Jiaming unfolded the letter paper, and wrote while listening to Jiang Ning's words.

Jiang Ning didn't quite understand their literary style of writing, so he briefly talked about the recent family affairs and asked Dabao to polish it.

After writing Jiang Ning's words, Jiang Jiaming also attached his own greetings.Jiang Ning packed some sauced beef and asked his brother to take it to Jiang Jiayan along with the letter.

In order to thank Qin Zheng for taking care of Erbao, he also has a share of the sauced beef.When Qin Zheng saw the sauced beef, he knew that he was under the influence of Jiang Jiayan, so he could taste Jiang Ning's craftsmanship.

"What did the letter say?"

Qin Zheng looked at Jiang Jiayan's cold face with a hint of a smile, and asked curiously.

"Just some family fun."

Jiang Jiayan doesn't like to talk, but loves to listen to Jiang Ning.Looking at the text on the letter, I knew that it was dictated by my mother and written by my elder brother.

Looking at these familiar words, Jiang Jiayan felt as if his mother was by his side.

Jiang Ning watched his brother take Xinyuan away, and began to think about making snail noodles today.

The sour beans can be eaten in more than ten days, the sour bamboo shoots are soaked at home, the peppers are in the fields, and the snails can be touched in the rice fields at any time. Now the protagonist of the snail noodles-dried cut rice noodles is missing.

Asking Yu Zhao to drive, Jiang Ning came to the rice shop in the town.

"Miss, what do you want to buy?" The guy at the rice shop greeted someone warmly when he saw someone coming.

Jiang Ning didn't put her hair up, so the guy thought she was an unmarried girl.

"I want two bags of aged rice, the longer the better." Jiang Ning said his request, and the guy thought he heard it wrong.

Seeing Jiang Ning's serious "ignorant" appearance, the buddy thought that the other party didn't understand, so he tried to persuade him:

"Girl, this family always asks for fresh rice, but what nonsense have you heard? You will be scolded if you buy it back!"

In the eyes of the clerk, Jiang Ning is like a young lady who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers. She was deceived by her fellow clansmen and bought some old rice to go back. She was afraid that she would suffer a lot of scolding.

"Thank you for your concern. I didn't buy it back to eat, and no one would scold me."

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, the man realized that he was thinking too much, and immediately went to carry two bags of rice for Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, and ordered Yu Zhao to get into the carriage, while he went to pay for it.

"Man, I will ask for it again in the future, please help me to pay attention to this old rice."

Before Jiang Ning left, he also asked the shop assistants.

Watching Jiang Ning's carriage gradually move away, the man murmured: "It's strange, there are still people who like old rice."

Jiang Ning really didn't need to buy it to eat, it was for making snail noodles.

I have done it with video bloggers a few times before, but all of them failed. The noodles will rot as soon as they are boiled, and they can’t be cooked with great difficulty. As a result, they taste soft, without the elasticity and toughness of snail noodles.

Followed by students majoring in food to visit the factory, I learned the secret of flour making.

That's right, it's the aged rice that Jiang Ning is buying now.Rice that has been stored for a long time loses its oiliness and gelatin. After being processed into rice noodles, it tastes elastic but very good.

Back home, everyone worked together to grind the two bags of old rice into powder with a stone mill, and handed it to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning ordered the boys to set up three bamboo poles in the yard, which will be useful later.After speaking, he brought the three girls, Yuflour, Yuyue, and Yuyue, to the kitchen.

Put the ground sticky rice on a board, add water and starch and knead it into a dough. When the dough is no longer sticky, put it into a bamboo tube filled with small round holes and squeeze it into round rice noodles.

The four of them worked for a long time, and finally called the boys in, and finally turned the two bags of aged rice into rice noodles.

"It's amazing, the vermicelli that came out in the end turned out to be round."

After finishing the vermicelli, it needs to be placed in the yard to dry naturally in the sun.

The bamboo frame that Yuyang and the others set up began to work. Everyone carefully spread the vermicelli on the bamboo frame, watching them hang down naturally, and the breeze gently carried them, like the curtains on the window, thin and long.

As the sun rises and sets in the courtyard, the dried vermicelli gradually becomes crystal clear and the powder becomes hard.

Jiang Ning would check her rice noodles every day when she got up, and she cheered when she found that she hadn't failed as before.

Everyone is also waiting for the day when the rice noodles can be eaten, looking forward to what kind of delicacies the wife will make to capture their stomachs.