The blessed girl of rebirth comes to the door

In order not to make the villagers suspicious, they stopped going for the time being and made powder at home first.

After five days of busy work, I finally made all the cassava at home into powder.

Looking at the cassava flour drying in the yard, Wang Ruixue seemed to see a lot of money waving to her.

What are you thinking of selling? Crystal cake? Thousand layer cake? The required materials are not available here.

Taro balls, pearls, bowl cake...

These costs are too high for a commoner like her. It would be different if they were sold to those restaurants.

After eating, Wang Ruixue asked tentatively: "Mom, do we have candy at home?" She had no hope. Given their family's conditions, they couldn't afford something as valuable as candy.

"Sugar," Mrs. Yao thought for a while, "Oh, my dear, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. There is such a thing as sugar, so I will go and get it for you."

Well, it’s true. Wang Ruixue was a little surprised!

"Daughter, you want to eat sweets." Wang Dashan asked with a smile.

"Hey, dad, it's a secret." Wang Ruixue deliberately let it slip.

Just as he was talking, Yao came out of the bedroom holding a small clay pot.

Wang Ruixue looked at the dusty clay pot and frowned. How long has it been there? Can it still be eaten?

"Mom, when did our family buy candy?" Wang Zilu's eyes sparkled, he stared at the clay pot greedily, and swallowed unconsciously.

"Where did you buy this? It was brought by your grandmother when she came to see me when I was giving birth to your sister." Yao said while wiping the ash around the pot with linen.

"Mom, this candy is so precious." Wang Zifu couldn't help but marvel!

Wang Dashan smiled and said: "Your mother was reluctant to eat it at first." She ate a little and said she didn't want to eat it and said she would keep it.

Wang Ruixue couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Alas, she also had candy in the RV, but she couldn't take it out.

After removing the stopper, a faint smell of brown sugar hit your nostrils.

"Gudong," Wang Zilu kept swallowing.

"Well, it still smells the same as before," Yao said after smelling it and couldn't help but swallow.

"Mom, let me smell it too." Wang Zilu said and reached out to take it.

Yao slapped him away and said angrily: "Are you still young? This is for your sister." After saying that, he gave him a white eye.

"That's right, you are still fighting with your sister at such an old age." Wang Dashan also criticized him.

Wang Zilu took back his hand in despair, his eyes were aggrieved, and he curled his lips and said nothing.

Wang Ruixue looked a little distressed. According to her actual age in her previous life, she was just a little kid. She suddenly felt a little guilty.

After thinking about it, "Mom, make some sugar water, let's all drink some, and I'll use the rest. If it works, I can buy it for any candy I want in the future."

"Haha, you silly boy, how could you still be able to do this," Yao said with a smile.

"Okay, let's all drink some." Yao went to boil water, but she hadn't drank for a long time.

When Wang Zilu heard that there was sugar water to drink, his expression suddenly turned from gloomy to clear, and Wang Ruixue's eyes were full of joy.

Wang Ruixue took a sip and frowned slightly. There were too many impurities in the sugar and it was unpalatable.

Others drank it in small sips, reluctant to finish it all at once, as if they were treasures and were afraid of losing them.

The next day, Wang Ruixue asked Wang Xiaoju to go to the mountain to pick wild fruits.

After coming back, Wang Ruixue went to chop bamboo again, cut the bamboo into small sections, shaped it into a small bowl, and started making bozi cake.

She had done this in her previous life, but due to the scarcity of materials here, she had no choice but to make a simple one.

Bring cold water to a boil, add brown sugar, stir and let cool slightly, then filter out impurities with a piece of clean linen cloth.

Add water to tapioca flour to make a slurry, filter it, add a little tapioca flour slurry to the sugar water and stir, then pour it into the tapioca flour slurry and stir quickly.

Take out a bottle of edible vegetable oil from the RV, use a small brush to apply the oil, brush each small bamboo bowl with oil, add the picked wild fruits, pour in the mixed cassava flour, place it in a small steamer, and cover it. Cover and steam over high heat for fifteen minutes.

I looked at the time and saw that it had been five minutes.

After five minutes, open the lid.

Each light brown bowl cake is ready in the steamer.

After the bowl cake cooled down, Wang Ruixue used a bamboo skewer to twist, twist, and string it, holding it in her hand and flicking it, just like a baby's pink and cute face.

Take a bite, and your mouth will immediately feel delicate and sticky. The sweet and sour wild fruit fills your mouth. Well, it is soft, chewy, delicate and smooth.

After eating five in a row and wanting to eat more, Wang Ruixue held back.

Wang Dashan and his friends came back from the field and entered the main room. When they saw the things in small bamboo bowls on the table, they were all curious to pick them up and smell them.

smell good! There is a hint of brown sugar.

Wang Ruixue picked up a demonstration to show them, and then ate one.

When it came to eating, Wang Zilu was faster than anyone else. He imitated Wang Ruixue's action just now, and then roughly put it into his mouth. His eyes widened with amazement.

Chew it carefully, it’s delicious! This was the first time he had eaten something so delicious in his life. He couldn't bear to swallow it. He held it in his mouth and slid it left and right. It was so slippery!

Seeing this, the others also started eating, with expressions similar to Wang Zilu's, astonished by this strange food.

Wang Dashan ate one and it was not enough to fill his teeth. Then he ate another. It was so delicious that he wanted to eat it all from the small bamboo bowl. It was not satisfying at all.

Wang Zifu couldn't stop eating one after another. He just knew it was delicious.

Well, it's soft, glutinous, sweet and sour, delicate and refreshing, and the aroma of wild fruits fills your mouth, making you want to swallow it. This is the most delicious food Yao has tasted in so many years.

Seeing how quickly they ate, Wang Zilu ate them quickly, grabbed a few and put them in his arms.

Wang Ruixue couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, this second brother is so cute.

I finished eating it in a short while.

When Wang Zifu saw several of them in Wang Zilu's arms, he reached out to take them.

Wang Zilu hurriedly hid and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, you are the one who eats the most, and you still want to steal mine."

Wang Zifu scratched his head in embarrassment, then looked at Wang Ruixue. "Sister, where did this come from?"

His question was exactly what others wanted to ask.

They all looked at Wang Ruixue, their eyes full of expectation.

Wang Ruixue smiled and said, "This is made from the wood lump powder we dug up. I made it out of boredom at home. I named it wood bamboo cake."

What! Wang Dashan stood up from his stool in excitement and was so shocked! The excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Sister, you are so smart! Can you make more, I haven't eaten enough yet." Wang Zifu couldn't wait to urge Wang Ruixue to make more.

Yao's eyes were filled with excitement and pride, her daughter was so smart.

"Daughter, make some more, dad didn't eat enough." Wang Dashan really couldn't get enough of it and wanted to eat more.

Wang Ruixue shook her head, "Dad, brother, we can't do it. I plan to make it and sell it in the town. Do you think it's feasible?"

They didn't think that far ahead about going to town to sell it.

When her daughter said this, Mr. Yao nodded in agreement, "You can try it." No matter whether it can be sold or not, try it first. If it is sold, it will not taste better if you have money.

No matter how much others wanted to eat, they all kept silent. Making money is more important than feeding yourself.

Wang Dashan also agreed.

Wang Ruixue said: "Dad, aren't we going to the market tomorrow? Let's get up early to make it and try selling it in the town."

"Okay!" Wang Dashan nodded.

Yao suggested: "Daughter, you teach me, and I will get up early tomorrow to do it. This will also save a lot of time."

Wang Ruixue thought for a while and nodded.

So I put two torches in the kitchen and got busy in the kitchen.

Wang Ruixue demonstrated again and told Yao some precautions.

When it was Yao's turn, she was a little nervous and in a hurry, with a light sweat on her forehead.

Wang Ruixue changed the brush to a bamboo brush.

The first time I opened the steamer, I failed. It was not evenly adjusted and the oil was uneven. When it was cold, I tried to eat it. It was difficult to choose. It was rotten when I applied force. It was not sweet and had no sugar.

Yao was reluctant to put in oil and sugar, fearing that it would be wasted if he could not make it well.

The second steamer learned the lesson of the first pot and was slightly better.

The three fathers and sons ate happily and hoped to make another steamer. Although it was not as delicious as the one made by their daughter and sister, it was better than nothing for them.

The third steamer was perfect, regardless of the shape, oil, and sugar. It was a success.

Yao was very happy.

So the three father and son ate the third pot, and then went back to the house to sleep with satisfaction.

On the bed, Yao finally remembered, where did the small bamboo bowl of oil come from at night? I forgot to ask my daughter, forget it, I’ll ask tomorrow.