The poor man grows watermelon

Anyway, give it a try.

Su Ye soaked the yeast in water, mixed with finely ground flour, and (huo2) made half a pot of dough.

The dough can't be used just after it's reconstituted. It needs to be put in a warm place and let it out for another hour or two.

While waiting, Su Ye smashed some alkali with the back of a knife, crushed it into fine powder, soaked it in water, and put it on the table for later use.

He originally wanted to take out the steamer and the sackcloth, wash them clean, and then water the seeds, but Su Ya'er snatched them away as soon as he started.

While washing her hands and feet quickly, Su Ya'er said, "Xiao Ye, take a break, I'll do it all!"

Although Su Ya'er usually has a good temper, she is very persistent in these matters.

Su Ye had no choice but to feed the calves and horses in the yard.

Yu Feng increased the height and width of the original cowshed, allowing the two animals to move freely in it.

Fortunately, the two did not compete for territory, and the older and the younger got along very harmoniously.

Interestingly, the calf seemed to regard the big horse as its mother, and would burrow down its belly from time to time.

Da Ma has a good temper, and when he gets annoyed, he often hides aside, or runs to a place where the calf can't reach.

Su Ye looked under Da Ma's belly and smiled unkindly—it turned out to be a male!

Perhaps it was because the room was warm, and after about half an hour, the dough had already expanded to the point where the sackcloth covering it was pushed apart.

Su Ya'er was a little nervous, and asked carefully: "Is this broken? It smells a little sour."

Su Ye smiled and said with satisfaction: "It's normal to have a sour taste, just add some alkaline water."

Su Ya'er glanced at the case, full of awe, "Is that the ashes?"

Su Ye moved the washbasin to the table, couldn't help laughing, "Yes, it's just ash."

As he spoke, he poured the alkaline water into the basin, mixed in some dry noodles, and mixed it vigorously.

Kneading noodles is a laborious task, especially in such a large pot.After a while, thin beads of sweat oozed from Su Ye's forehead.

"On weekdays, I watched Yu Feng do it with ease, but I didn't expect it to be so tiring." Su Ye's breathing was a little heavy, but he was in a good mood.

Su Ya'er originally wanted to help, but was afraid that she would not be able to do well, so she had to write down silently, trying to replace Su Ye next time.

After the noodles are reconciled, you have to wake up for a while, and then you can take out part of it, roll it into strips of uniform thickness, and then squeeze it into fist-sized doses.

Before that, Su Ye suddenly realized a problem—there was no suitable chopping board!

The one originally used for chopping vegetables was a round wooden pier, and it would be too aggrieved to use it for squeezing.

Su Ye scanned around the room and saw the food shelf, the upper one happened to be empty.

Well...it's flat, wide and long, which fits perfectly.

There is no other way, just unload it and recharge it.

Su Ya'er watched Su Ye violently demolish the wooden frame, surprised and amused - his father is really different.

After tossing for a long time, the first pot of steamed buns in the history of the Yuan Dynasty was finally released with difficulty.

The steamer was made by Yu Feng according to the size of the pot. It was the size of a fist, and a basket could hold about thirty of them. After steaming, they all swelled up a circle.

In the steaming heat, chubby guys are squeezed together, looking fluffy and soft, very gratifying.

Su Ya'er repeatedly exclaimed, "It's getting bigger, it's actually getting bigger!"

The look of surprise and joy seemed like he had picked up some great bargain.

Su Ye was somewhat disappointed. According to modern standards, this pot of steamed buns was not considered a success—some were torn, some were cracked, and the color was yellow, not at all the smooth and plump ones in the steamed buns. look.

Su Ya'er was extremely excited. He grabbed Su Ye's hand and looked at him with burning eyes, "Master, aren't you really the little fairy boy under the Immortal Throne?"

Su Ya'er's expression was very serious, and she didn't seem to be joking at all.

Su Ye couldn't help laughing, perhaps because of Su Ya'er's influence, when he looked at the pot of steamed buns again, he felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Although Su Ya'er was eager to try, Su Ye stopped him very calmly.

He was afraid that the alkali he made would cause problems.

"Ya'er, does your aunt's house raise chickens?"

Su Ya'er tried to move her eyes away from the steamed buns, and nodded in a daze, "Two hens, one goose, the big white goose is very fierce."

Su Ye took off a steamed bun from the drawer, put it in his hand, and said cautiously, "Feed the chicken first, and if the chicken is okay to eat, we can eat it later."

Although Su Ya'er was a little reluctant, she nodded obediently.

Su Ye was afraid that he would be confused, so he told him worriedly: "The steamed buns may be poisonous, so you must not be careless. You must let the chicken eat all of it. Don't be reluctant."

When Su Yaer heard this, she paid attention to it and nodded solemnly.

Su Ye sent him to the door, then hurried back to the house, and put the steamed buns one by one into the bamboo basket - if you don't take it off while it's hot, you won't be able to take it off.

The steamer does not need to be rinsed, but the sackcloth on the bottom must be removed and soaked in cold water.

Su Ye looked at the remaining half of the noodles, gritted his teeth, and rolled up his sleeves—don't care if it's edible or not, steam it first!

As soon as the second basket of steamed buns was placed in the pot, Su Ya'er came back.

Followed by a big tail, plus a small tail.

As soon as Su Qingzhu entered the house, he threw two plucked pheasants into the wooden basin, and said carelessly: "I heard that you have made a new food. It's just right. Stew the chicken and eat it!"

Su Ya'er stood behind him, still holding steamed buns, showing a helpless look.

Su Ye understood immediately - it was probably Su Qingzhu who stopped him from feeding the chickens.

He took the steamed buns into his hands and was about to speak when Yu Douzi ran over, holding a big white goose half his height in his arms.

After getting along with each other before, the little guy no longer recognizes life, and said in a naive voice: "Uncle Ye, such a delicious pastry, don't feed the chicken, let my family eat it!"

Su Ye patted his head, and patiently explained: "There may be something bad in the steamed buns. If you eat them, your stomach will hurt, or you may die. Are you willing to let Dabai eat the beans?"

Xiaodouzi looked at the big white goose, then at the steamed bun in Su Ye's hand, thought for a while, and then said firmly, "Dabai is not afraid of death if he can eat what Uncle Ye made!"

Su Ye, who was caught off guard by a flattery, was quite dumbfounded.

He glanced at the white goose, thought about it, and tore off a small half of the steamed bun and fed it to its mouth—in fact, he was [-]% sure that the steamed bun was edible.

The big white goose seemed to like the fluffy steamed buns. As soon as he swallowed the piece in his mouth, he stretched his neck to peck the one in Su Ye's hand.

Su Ye breathed a sigh of relief, patted Xiaodouzi on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go outside and feed him."

The little guy nodded, hugged the big white goose and ran out.

Su Ye asked Xiaodouzi to put the goose on the ground, broke off the steamed buns, and fed another piece.

Unexpectedly, just as the big white goose swallowed it, it suddenly stretched its neck, rolled its eyes upwards, and let out a "croak" sound from its mouth.

Su Ye's heart skipped a beat—it's broken!

Unsteady in his hand, most of the steamed bun rolled to the ground.

The other three couldn't help being startled—is this steamed bun really poisonous? !

Especially Xiaodouzi, whose dark face instantly turned pale.

The big white goose suddenly flapped its wings, staggered to the edge of the sink, pecked at the mud, drank some water, raised its neck, and uttered a smooth cry.

Before everyone had time to react, the big white goose had already regained its strength and ran to Su Ye's foot, took the steamed buns away in one bite, and ate them with relish.

Su Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry—it's not because the steamed buns are poisonous, it's because this guy ate it too fast and choked on it!

Su Ya'er let out a long sigh of relief, "I'm so scared, it's a pity if I can't eat such a good thing!"

Su Qingzhu nodded in agreement.

Xiaodouzi was shocked at first and then happy, lost control of his emotions in an instant, hugged the big white goose and cried loudly, "You're not dead! You're not dead! Woooo..."

The big white goose twisted its neck away in disgust, not acknowledging it at all-go away, don't delay my eating!

The three twins couldn't help but relax, looking at one person and one goose, they laughed heartily.

Su Ye originally wanted to observe for a while, just in case.

Su Qingzhu grabbed a steamed bun very boldly, and said loudly: "How can trying with a goose be better than trying with a human? Look, I'll eat first!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Su Ye to stop him, he opened his mouth and took a big bite, half of the fluffy steamed bun fell off immediately.

Su Qingzhu's eyes were bright, and he commented while eating, "Mmm... sweet, soft, and chewy, much better than millet noodles!"

With a "gudong", Xiaodouzi raised his head and swallowed heavily.

After swallowing, she felt embarrassed again, turned around and hid in Su Ya'er's arms.

Su Qingzhu ate loudly on purpose, and said exaggeratedly while eating: "Well, it's so delicious, I've never seen such a delicious thing... If it's dipped in broth, I don't know how delicious it will be!"

"I don't want to eat at all!" Xiaodouzi announced loudly as she snuggled into Su Ya'er's arms.

"Really?" Su Qingzhu smirked.

"Wow—bad bamboo! Big villain! I hate you the most!" Xiaodouzi was angry and greedy, and couldn't help crying.

Su Ya'er hugged the little guy, and gave Su Qingzhu a reproachful look.

Su Qingzhu chewed on the steamed buns, trying to hold back a smile.

Although Su smiled on the page, he felt a little sad inside.

In this era, things are really scarce. Even for people like the Marquis of Yong’an, the best meal is just white noodles with meat soup. For ordinary people, it is considered great to be able to eat fresh vegetables in summer and autumn. enjoyed it.

He couldn't help but put his eyes on the bamboo basket in the corner, hoping that the Chinese cabbage could be successfully cultivated, and the watermelon could also be planted-if he could provide some food for the common people, it would be considered that his trip was not in vain.

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In the end, Xiaodouzi naturally ate steamed buns, and they were sandwiched with brown sugar.

The brown sugar slag accidentally fell to the ground, but the little guy picked it up and ate it lovingly.

Seeing the little guy with a cat face and a contented expression, Su Ye suddenly had an idea - how about steaming some sticky bean buns tomorrow?

There are not many white noodles in the house. If they all steam steamed buns, they will be used up in a few pots. Mix them with millet noodles and steam them into bean paste buns. They are sticky and sweet, and they should be loved by children.

Hmm... I remember there were red beans at home, where did Yu Feng put them?

After Su Ye sent the three of them away, she turned and went back to the kitchen, rummaging through them.

The first thing Yu Feng does when he returns home is to find Su Ye.

Under normal circumstances, Su Ye would come out to greet him when he heard the sound, and help him push the cart and move things. Of course, Yu Fengfeng assigned him the least labor-intensive tasks without any trace, and took care of the rest by himself.

I didn't see anyone today.

Yu Feng searched around inside and outside the house, and suddenly heard the sound of "Ding Ling Bang Dang" from the kitchen, and hurried over to see that Su Ye was sitting on the ground, with sacks and bamboo baskets all around him, and a sack on his shoulder. A piece of leather was draped obliquely.

Su Ye tore off the leather and threw it on the ground indiscriminately, his face was full of annoyance, when he saw Yu Feng coming in, he moved his butt in embarrassment, and kept his head silent.

It was the first time Yu Feng saw Su Ye like this. Not only did he not find it funny, but he was a little anxious, "Little Ye, what's the matter? But he sprained his foot?"

"No." Su Ye's voice was muffled, showing a bit of embarrassment, "I was looking for some red beans, but I accidentally knocked down the wooden frame."

Yu Feng glanced at the shelf that was missing a piece of wood, and said comfortingly: "It fell down, it fell down, and it will be repaired some other day. Did you get hurt?"

Su Ye shook her head, "No."

Only then did Yu Feng heave a sigh of relief.

Dinner was steamed buns and pheasant soup, served with shredded radish choked with pepper oil, which was specially reserved for Yu Feng.

Yu Feng's reaction after seeing the steamed buns was the same as that of others, he couldn't imagine such soft and delicious food in the world.

He ate eight of the steamed buns, which were bigger than an adult's fist, and drank the pheasant soup to the bottom.

Yu Feng put down his rice bowl, and his dark eyes fell on Su Ye's face, with a satisfied face - having food, clothing and a wife, this is what life is called!

At night, there were still two quilts, and the two fell asleep separately, but Yu Feng unexpectedly didn't make a fuss.

Su Ye quickly fell asleep.

When he got up the next day, Yu Feng had already gone out, and the quilts that were originally separated were folded together again.

The wooden shelves in the kitchen have been repaired, and a new, smooth and flat chopping board has been added to the table.

Firewood was burning in the stove, corn porridge was warming in the pot, and there were two white and soft steamed buns. Although the shredded radish was a bit thick, it was sprinkled with cornel sauce according to Su Ye's taste, and it was delicious at first sight.

Su Ye couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and for no reason came up with the idea that "it's not bad to live like this".