The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Chapter 082

Zhu Xiaomin came over with a basin and asked, "What did you just say? Qiaomei and Nie Yifei are together? In the woods together?"

Miao Shiwen also dropped his face and came over: "Could it be that we happened to be together for something? Isn't it a misunderstanding?"

He Wenhua whispered: "What are you doing? Can you give me a hug?"

Xiang Zhikuan hurriedly pushed him, and Yang Aijun, who was grinding walnuts on the other side, sneered and said, "Don't you know? They have been together secretly for a long time."

"You know?" Several people asked at the same time, "When?"

Yang Aijun said: "Last year, when we were following the workers' propaganda team, I met the two of them sneaking out."

So long?

Everyone was speechless after hearing this. After a while, Miao Shiwen murmured: "No wonder, no wonder Qiaomei always says good things for Nie Yifei."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded as she remembered that when Yang Aijun came back, he reminded them to speak with Zhang Qiaomei with reservations.

"But Nie Yifei and Xiaomin have broken up, so what can they do together? Why do they do it secretly?" Song Zhian didn't understand.

You know, before Nie Yifei pursued Zhu Xiaomin and wanted to make trouble for the whole world to know, but now this is not his style at all.

Zhu Xiaomin sneered and shook her head: "I'm afraid he was just playing for fun and didn't really want to be with Qiaomei."

Zhang Qiaomei is just an ordinary worker's family. Based on her understanding of Nie Yifei, Zhang Qiaomei is not his choice at all.

Xie Chengzhi thought for a moment and asked, "Have they seen you too?"

Xiang Zhikuan nodded: "I saw it. We climbed up the tree to pick pine cones. We were so noisy that they couldn't hear us."

Xie Chengzhi was silent for a while, and could only tell everyone: "It's okay if you know this. If they don't tell us, we can pretend we don't know."

This educated youth spot is really full of happy events.

Zhu Xiaomin shrugged and was not interested in talking anymore. He just urged several male educated youths: "Peel the pine nuts out quickly."

After she changed the topic, everyone's attention immediately focused on the food in their hands.

Peel the pine nuts and process them in the same way as peanuts and walnuts. Fry them first and then grind them. Then mix all the nut particles together, then add the washed chrysanthemum petals and stir evenly.

On the other side, the grape mashed puree had been simmered until it was half dry. Zhu Xiaomin divided the nut particles into two parts, mixed one half into the grape puree, and the other half into the jujube puree, melted some toffee, poured it in on both sides, and then mixed it into each other. Add a little yellow rice flour to increase the viscosity and mix thoroughly.

Everyone watched as the fillings in the two pots gradually became thicker. The sweet aroma of grapes and dates was already quite tempting, and they imagined how delicious the baked mooncakes would be.

The fillings were mixed and the dough had been kneaded for a full hour. Zhu Xiaomin took it over and asked everyone to start working together.

Lu Mingzheng couldn't help but ask: "But, how do you bake this mooncake?"

No one is more familiar with the pots and stoves here than he is. There is no such thing as an oven.

Yup!

When everyone heard this, their hands stopped unconsciously.

If you can't bake it, isn't it in vain?

Zhu Xiaomin pursed her lips and smiled, then winked and said, "Guess!"

Seeing her naughty look, Lu Mingzheng couldn't help but smile, thought about it, and asked: "Will it be cooked in the pot? Like pancakes."

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head: "If the Soviet-style mooncakes are cooked using the pancake method, the top layer will not achieve the original effect."

"Steamed?" Lu Mingzheng guessed again.

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head: "Isn't that a steamed bun?"

Lu Mingzheng retorted: "We need steamed buns and noodles, but we don't have these mooncakes."

This guy knows how to bicker.

Zhu Xiaomin was amused. Seeing that there were already a dozen wrapped mooncakes, she sighed, "How to bake them is not a problem. It's just that we don't have molds, so we can't bake mooncakes with patterns."

This is not a problem.

Male educated youths don't care about whether it looks good or not, they only care about whether it tastes good or not.

Zhu Xiaomin listened to everyone's chatter and asked a few male educated youths to go to the small warehouse to take out two winter stoves and set them up in the yard.

Lu Mingzheng was curious: "Do you want to bake it in the stove?"

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "Yes!" He asked a few male educated youths to clean up the stove, and then he went to get two more sets of stove covers, cleaned them carefully with water, and then asked someone to get some thick iron wire and add a few handles to the stove covers.

Lu Mingzheng seemed to have understood, and immediately asked: "Is this stove cover used to add fire to the top?"

Zhu Xiaomin smiled and said, "You're the one with the quickest reaction." After speaking, he sighed, "It's a pity that there are only two pans, otherwise we could bake more at the same time."

After the two of them exchanged words with each other, everyone understood. Xing Qingsheng praised: "Xiaomin is still smart and can figure it out."

In her previous life, she occasionally saw how the ancients baked mooncakes.

Zhu Xiaomin was funny and didn't explain. When the stove was lit, he took out a pan, brushed oil on the bottom of the pan, put the wrapped mooncakes on it, brushed oil on top again, and placed it on the stove cover, while another set of clean stoves Put the lid on the pot and add charcoal fire to the stove lid.

In this way, all you have to do is control the fire up and down.

The male educated youth became interested and came over one by one to help.

Zhu Xiaomin asked everyone to turn on a low fire and greeted everyone: "It will take half an hour to bake. Wrap the mooncakes. Let's eat snacks and talk first, and then make some soup after everything is baked."

Xie Chengzhi asked: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, isn't it still wild vegetable soup?"

Zhu Xiaomin asked Miao Shiwen: "Are there any eggs left?"

When I was kneading the noodles just now, I mixed several of them.

Miao Shiwen nodded: "We have saved most of the eggs these days."

Zhu Xiaomin asked: "How about egg soup?"

"Okay!" No one had any objections when they heard that there was egg soup to drink, although with how stingy Zhu Xiaomin was, there was a high probability that so many people would drink an egg.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, they saw Zhang Qiaomei coming in from outside, looking at Xiang Zhikuan, blushing slightly, but still pretending to be nonchalant, and said with a smile: "I heard the laughter here before I even went up the hill." Look at the two stoves in the yard and ask, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Xiaomin pretended not to know and replied: "We are trying to bake mooncakes. If you are not here, there is one less person to come up with ideas."

Zhang Qiaomei was a little embarrassed and said quickly: "If there is anything else that needs to be done, I will do it."

Miao Shiwen pulled her over and said, "Everyone is baking mooncakes just for fun and to catch the occasion, nothing else."

Zhang Qiaomei nodded and sat down next to her.

When everyone saw her, they unconsciously looked towards the courtyard door, but never saw Nie Yifei come in.

But during this period, Nie Yifei was often absent, so no one asked.

As the sun set, the first batch of mooncakes was baked. When the stove lid was opened, a sweet aroma of flour and grapes was smelled.

Zhu Xiaomin took a look and smiled: "Although the appearance is not very good, it is much better than I expected."

It turned out that she wasn't sure either.

The male educated youths suddenly looked at her with more admiration.

There are so many ingredients, so much white flour, and several eggs, you dare to try it if you are not sure.