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Chapter 515: Rice Cake

Chapter 515: Rice Cake

"I understand, mother." Mother Su responded, "I can do it now when I have time. Don't forget it later."

She turned around and went to the kitchen to get the knife, "Xiaoqing, how are you doing? When you're done, call your dad and the others to come over and get it."

Su Ziling picked out the rice with chopsticks and said, "It's cooked and ready to be served. Have Third Uncle and the others finished pounding their rice?"

"After the pounding is over, they have pounded less. The two families combined are not as much as our family."

Mother Su took a knife and cut out the tofu intestines. She cut off a little of the large and small intestines, and the family gave them two.

Once the food arrived, after pushing and shoving for a long time, Su Ziling stood by the door and called Su's father, "Dad, the food is ready, it's time to pound it."

"Hey, here we come." Su's father responded and looked at Su Yongyuan aside, "Ayuan, come and hold a steamer between us."

The rice in the big steamer is steamed a lot, and it's a bit difficult for two people to carry it. One is heavy and the other is hot.

"Wheel the glutinous rice first or pound the glutinous rice with a hammer first?" Su Ziling took a look and saw that the glutinous rice was also cooked.

"Let's pound the two together. It doesn't matter. We'll just finish pounding the two litters." Su's father said.

"Two nests are probably not finished. The glutinous rice cakes can be pounded in one go. One nest of glutinous rice cakes can be pounded with a hammer."

Thinking that it would not be easy to cook once, Su Ziling steamed some more rice and thought of pounding it more. Anyway, they had a large family and would finish it in a few days.

If you make too little, I'm afraid it will be gone before you even get a taste of it.

"It's okay. If you're afraid the rice will get cold, just warm the pot without burning the fire. There are many of us and we can pound the rice quickly." Su Yongyuan said with a smile.

The two pestles and mortars started working at the same time, one for pounding rice cakes and the other for pounding glutinous rice cakes. As Su Ziling said, it would take two pots of rice to pound, but one pot of glutinous rice is just right.

Seeing that it was still a while before they were out, Su Ziling put the lard in a pot to steam, picked up the sickle and basket and was about to go out.

"Mommy, I've put the lard in the pot. You'll need it later. You can get it yourself."

Mother Su and the others were chatting, and when they heard her words, they turned around and glanced at her, "Hey, I see, where are you going? You can start cooking the rice. Your third uncle and the others will be eating here in a while."

"I'm going to cut two banana leaves and use them to put glutinous rice cakes and bait cubes later."

Su Ziling put on her hat and walked out the door.

When she heard that she was going to cut banana leaves, Su's mother didn't say anything more and just reminded her to come back early.

When he saw her going out, Axiu stopped watching them pounding glutinous rice cakes and chased after her.

"Sister, wait for me, I'll go with you."

"Don't you want to see them pounding glutinous rice cakes?" A Xiu caught up and took her hand.

"No more, sister, where are you going?"

"Go and cut the banana leaves. Don't you want a small gourd? Let's go and pluck some woolen greens and pick a few cauliflowers, and we'll put them on the small gourds when we come back soon."

Su Ziling still remembers that every time during the Chinese New Year in her previous life, she would pound rice cakes at home with a hammer. She would also pinch two small gourds for her, and then put a rape flower on the gourds. When she saw the rice cakes, she knew that the Chinese New Year was not far away. .

It was that moment that I looked forward to most when I was a kid.

"Sister, can the small gourd be eaten?" Axiu asked her, raising her head. "I haven't seen what a small gourd looks like."

"It's edible. Just use the cake to shape a gourd. Then ask grandpa to make two for you, one big and one small. You can eat it after the Chinese New Year. Roast it slowly by the fire pond until it's charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Yes, it’s delicious.”

There is one behind the banana tree house, and the hairy vegetables grow on the roadside or beside the ditch. There are not many, one here and there, but it is enough.

"I'll cut the banana leaves, and you can pluck the hairy sprouts."

Su Ziling pointed at Mao Maocai and said to Axiu.

Afraid that Su's mother would be waiting to use it, the two sisters didn't waste much time. They cut two banana leaves, gathered a few hairy sprouts and went back.

When she got home, she washed the banana leaves, wiped them dry with a rag, cut off the ends, spread the banana leaves on a dustpan, and then went to cook.

Half an hour later, Su's mother and Su's father came into the house carrying a dustpan of bait and rice cakes, followed by Su Yongyuan and Su Yongkang, who were carrying a dustpan of rice cakes.

"Bring it in and put it on the cabinet here to dry. It is said that the three families will pound it together. In the end, you will help my family pound it."

Mother Su smiled and moved the place.

Father Su called them over to drink tea, "Come, come, come to the main room to drink tea. We have to wait a while for dinner."

The noisy kitchen suddenly became quiet again. Mother Su sent the tea and came back to help.

She sat in front of the stove door and added two sticks of firewood. "What are you cooking? Is there anything you want to pick?"

Su Ziling stirred the rice in the pot, "Peel a taro and have big bones. Let's boil a taro, throw in two handfuls of kohlrabi roots, and boil a section of tofu sausage in it."

"Steam some sour peas, fry some fennel and potato slices, a bowl of spicy peas, some cold green vegetables, and a handful of broad bean pods, blanch them in water and use them to mix with the pickles, and then take out the pickles we made. Just click it.”

"There's no need to cook the soup. Just serve it directly with pea bone soup or rice soup. That's seven or eight dishes. If you add a dozen pickles, it's almost ten. That should be enough, right?"

Mother Su thought about it and said, "How about cooking another bowl of meat? There are no meat dishes here, or scrambled eggs? I see there are a handful of wild tomatoes in the basket. How about making scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

"Okay, then add some tomato scrambled eggs."

Su Mu brought in peas and was shelling them, while Su Ziling was draining the rice. When the rice was about eighty-cooked, it had to be taken out and then steamed in a steamer.

There were many people and she was afraid that there would not be enough rice, so she rolled some cornmeal and steamed it on top.

When she opened the cupboard and saw that there was a piece of lean meat as big as a palm inside, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Mommy, there is still a little lean meat, why don't you fry it with pickled vegetables?"

"If you want to fry the pickles, don't fry the eggs, otherwise you won't be able to finish them if you make too much."

The mother and daughter talked thoughtfully, but the movements of their hands did not stop at all.

The big bones were boiling in the gong pot, and the water had begun to bubble. Su Ziling poured the taro cut into hob pieces into it, added salt and a piece of ginger, and finally cooked the washed tofu sausage.

They are also very particular about cooking radishes here. As the saying goes: boil water for radish and cold water for melon; drink warm water to boil taro and rake it until it is rotten.

Different melons need to be cooked in water of different temperatures to better maintain their taste and nutritional value.

"Axiu, what are you doing!"

Su Ziling had just finished cooking the taro, and when she looked up, she saw Axiu leaning on her tiptoes beside the cabinet.

"Sister, look at my little gourd. Come and take a look. Grandpa even pinched a fish for me."

Axiu turned around and waved to her.

Su Ziling shook her head and laughed, but also walked over. She was busy working on the stove and didn't have time to see what the cakes they were making looked like.