Leisurely Farmer's Family: A Strong Man and His Broken Leg Son-in-law

No one knows about Liu Fusheng's depressed and dissipated thoughts.

After lunch and a short rest, Liu Meixiang cleaned the pot and stove, and then brought the vegetable oil jar from the main house.

There were many people at home, so Liu Fusheng didn't need to light the fire. He couldn't sit still, so he strolled to the fields to look at the crops with a shovel on his shoulder.

The embryo of the twist has been prepared. The next step is simple. Heat the oil and stir it frequently to ensure that each color is golden and even.

Nian and Liu Meixiang took care of the work in the kitchen, while Liu Yu and Changsheng took over other tasks.

As the carrier of the food stall, the trolley must be cleaned and cleaned.

You should also take out the Kangsu Cake stove to see if the air outlet is blocked.

The flat-bottomed iron pot has been dusty since it has not been used for a long time. It needs to be cleaned and dried.

Charcoal fires must be provided wherever you live. It is better to bring more than not enough.

The oil paper also needs to be cut one by one.

These things seemed simple, but in fact they were trivial to do. Liu Yu and Changsheng worked together to do them one by one, and it took half an afternoon to finish them all.

The aroma of oil kept coming out of the kitchen, and the two people working in the courtyard suddenly felt as if they were hungry again.

The flour mixed with sesame seeds is fried in hot water. The smell that comes out is not to mention very fragrant. Adults can endure it especially. Like a little tail, Xiaoxue, who is busy behind them, keeps swallowing her saliva and keeps going to the stove. Fang looked around.

Liu Yu looked amused, poked Changsheng's arm, and motioned for him to look at Xiaoxue.

Changsheng glanced at it and couldn't help but smile, but turned his head, glanced at Liu Yu, and told him to calm down. If Xiaoxue saw him laughing at her, the little girl would be thin-skinned, and she would be embarrassed and angry!

The Nian family values ​​​​the rules, and no one will want to take a bite of the food until it is made to the fullest respect to heaven and earth.

Taking the initiative to ask for food will only result in scolding. Although the two of them couldn't bear to see it, neither of them went to the kitchen to get a piece of Mahua and give it to Xiaoxue!

"This is fried mahua, it's so delicious!"

Liu Shan carried a small bamboo basket, pushed open the fence door, and walked straight in.

"Third brother, why are you here now? There is so much in this basket!"

After Changsheng said hello, he put away the charcoal again, but Liu Yu put down the work in his hands, dusted it off, and took it from Liu Shan's hand.

The vague smell of burnt noodles became clearer as she got closer. Liu Yu looked at the tightly covered small bamboo basket and was filled with curiosity.

Liu Shan didn't answer, he just handed out the bamboo basket in his hand and said with a smile: "Have a try, this is the result of my whole afternoon's practice!"

After uncovering the yellowed steamed cloth, Liu Yu took a closer look inside and exclaimed: "Ah, it's actually sesame cakes, how come there are so many!"

Liu Yu took the basket and looked around, and couldn't help frowning. These sesame cakes were generally round in size, but the surface was quite burnt, so they were clearly spoiled!

However, no one would object to food made from white flour, even if it is burnt.

Looking at Xiaoxue walking over, Liu Yu picked out one that was not so burnt and handed it to her.

"Try your third uncle's craftsmanship!"

Xiaoxue is a well-behaved child who has suffered a lot in the Wu family. She doesn't know how to pick and choose what she eats. She holds a piece of mottled and burnt sesame seed cakes, which are equally delicious.

"It's delicious. Third uncle's craftsmanship is really good. It's salty and salty, and the burnt parts are delicious. Although it's a little bitter and a little firm, it tastes even better when you chew it!"

Xiaoxue finished eating most of half of the sesame cakes, and the corners of her rosy mouth were stained with black flour residue. Her eyebrows were crooked, and her face was filled with satisfaction. It was obvious that she was extremely satisfied with these failed products from Liushan!

Liu Shan saw that she was not only good at eating, but also boasted such a long list of words. He immediately became a close friend and was extremely happy!

The courtyard was so lively that Liu Meixiang and Nian Shi, who were frying mahua in the kitchen, heard clearly.

"Bring me one to try too!"

Nian put another piece of firewood into the stove and shouted outside.

"Why are you thinking about making sesame cakes!"

Nian slowly gnawed on the sesame cake in his hand. It tasted really good. Just as Xiaoxue said, it was burnt, bitter and salty, but the aftertaste was full of wheat flavor.

"Hehe, this is not about building a new house. Although the new house doesn't cost me anything, it won't be easy for my parents to spend money on buying furniture or other things in the future. If I earn more now, it will be cheaper for me to do anything in the future!"

He has two brothers, and his parents building him a new house has already caused gossip behind his back. Although the eldest brother and sister-in-law didn't say anything, he was a little uneasy.

He was also afraid that these people would talk too much behind their backs and Liu Fan and Chen Jinmei would take notice of them, which would cast a shadow on the originally harmonious relationship, so he just said that the house would be built and he would take care of everything that happened later.

Yesterday, he heard Liu Meixiang say that she wanted to set up a stall in the town meeting to sell food, and he thought about it while listening.

Why not set up a stall and sell some food yourself? There are many temple fairs in this spring town. If you accumulate a little, you can always earn a few pieces of furniture!

It is naturally a good thing for the grandson to make progress, so Mr. Nian encouraged him verbally.

While talking, Liu Meixiang put the last pot of twist into the pot.

In the oil pan, many small bubbles appeared as soon as the twist was put into the pan. After it was slightly set, Liu Meixiang was busy flipping it gently with those chopsticks.

Fried twists may seem simple, but there is something very particular about frying them until they are golden, crispy, and not old in color.

It doesn't matter whether the fire is too big or too small.

The fire is too low and the oil temperature is not enough. The fried peanut embryos are soaked in oil. Not to mention the oil consumption during frying, the fried peanuts are still strong.

If the fire is too high and the oil temperature is too high, the surface of the twist will be cooked. When the inside is also fried, the color on the outside will be old and bitter, which will affect the appearance and taste.

Nian's and Liumeixiang work well together, the fire is not too low, the oil temperature is just right, and the twists fried in the basket are all golden. Although I haven't tasted it, just by looking at the color, I know it must be crispy!

After the last pot was fried, Nian took out three bowls, put three twists in each bowl, and placed them respectfully in the center of the table in the main room.

He also took three sticks of earthen incense and bowed three times in front of the shrine in the middle hall, first praying for wealth and peace, then promising some meat and vegetables, and finally respectfully inserting them into the incense burner.

After Nian paid his respects to heaven and earth, he gave each of them one stick of willow plum incense in the kitchen and said with a smile, "It tastes great!"

Everyone took the twists and put them in their mouths. With one bite, their mouths were full of salty wheat flavor and crispy texture. Several people finished one stick quickly.

Liu Meixiang gave in again, but several people waved their hands and refused. I haven't earned it back yet. A small taste is enough, but you can't eat it open!

Liu Shan took down a few pieces of burnt black sesame cakes and left with a bamboo basket. Liu Meixiang insisted on letting him take back a few twists to eat with Goudan, but Liu Fusheng refused.

"There are so many children at home, and Goudan is a big-mouthed kid. There is not enough for him to eat, but he is as happy as eating sesame seed cakes!"

After saying that, the person ran away.

"Uncle Shanzi is in charge. If he arranges his nephew like this, he's not afraid that your third aunt will tear him apart if he hears it!"

Nian looked at Liu Shan's disappearing figure, shook his head and chuckled.