Taoyuan Mountain Village

Chapter 465: Farmers' Wedding Banquet: Old Forty-Eight

The big pot on the stove was "gurgling" with water. The old man was burning the fire behind the stove. A wooden steaming bucket was sandwiched on the pot. The upper mouth was slightly larger and the lower one was slightly smaller, which made it easier to make powder.

The bottom is open, and there is a steaming rack made of movable bamboo at the bottom. It looks like the top is round and the bottom is round, and there are white cage steps covering the top to prevent the powder from flowing out, and the steam can even enter the steaming bucket.

"This is flouring. You need to add water to adjust before flouring. This process is called steaming rice, don't you know?"

The old village chief looked at Jiang Xiaoye curiously and explained it with a smile.

"I don't know, I didn't care about this before."

Jiang Xiaoye only knew to come to eat rice cakes before, so where did you think so much?

Yesterday’s making rice cakes was just a try. Today, all the guys from the rice cake team moved in and wiped them cleanly. Uncle Dali is leading people to prepare.

This is a three-meter-long, one-wide, and two-inch-thick panel. There are a few thick wooden stools underneath, and there is water leaking from the bucket underneath, and the board has a long end and a knife slot.

The two ride on the bars at both ends of the bamboo. Sitting on the bars is hard work. There is no technology to speak of. There are few people now. It is estimated that the **** and thighs of the people who finish the rice cake will be sore.

The rice cake team is understaffed, so naturally there are not many people.

He Laogou came, holding the second girl with sleepy eyes, many people couldn't help but look at him. What is this unskilled He Lao dog doing here? You know, He Laogo never works.

In the past, I went to the mountains to hunt and subsidize my family, and my archery skills were superb.

"Uncle He, here it is."

Jiang Xiaoye greeted him immediately.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" He Laogou promised his daughter, he naturally remembered, so he took the second girl before dawn.

It's just that why are you holding the second girl? Can she wake up by herself?

Jiang Xiaoye was speechless, but did not ask.

"Lack of people sitting on the bar."

Jiang Xiaoye gestured.

"It's simple, I can come with you, do I need anyone else? Get out of the way!"

Old Dog He passed by holding Er Niu, and then said, "Together with Xiao Ye."

Sitting on the bar is completely unnecessary for Old Dog He, so he directly gestured to Jiang Xiaoye, and pressed it with his hand alone.

The reputation of the old dog He in the village is definitely something no one wants to provoke more than Zhao Wuliu.

The second girl also woke up, and was quickly attracted by the smell of rice cakes. Since the old dog He slid down in his arms, he looked around here and looked around, drooling greedily.

With He Laogou and Jiang Xiaoye's hands, the speed has been significantly accelerated.

"Bow!"

Until dawn, Jiang Xiaoye heard Xiao Hei's cry, Li Lan came with Tao Tao, and Xiao Hei and Xiao Hui also came.

The made rice cakes can be eaten directly, but they can be left for a long time after they are dried.

Taotao and Er Niu have gone to watch others cut the rice cakes.

The cut rice cake is first cut into large pieces and then cut into small strips. This is called rice cake flower.

"Come on, Er Niu, Tao Tao, try it!"

Li Lan also came to help, and the cut strips were soaked in sugar and given to Er Niu and Tao Tao, the two little girls ate them quickly.

"Wow!" Xiao Hei was too anxious outside, and gave Master Xiao Hei a bite. Master Xiao Hei was chased by pig nose all night, and his stomach was groaning!

They started making cakes, and Jiang Xiaoye and Hehe didn’t have to continue to sit on the bar anymore. Uncle Dali cut the cakes into four first, then warmed them with cloth bags, and got busy.

"Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer rice cakes. Last time I went to a meeting in the county, the county said that there are fewer and fewer farmers. There are no more farming, and there are countless delicious foods. Many customs are gone. ."

The old village chief sighed with emotion.

"The more this happens, the more certain things must be kept."

Jiang Xiaoye wiped his hands, and many customs are indeed gone. If it weren't for himself, this rice cake team would probably not stick to it next year.

"Yes."

With the development of the times, some old customs are disappearing.

At eight o'clock, the place was already lively. A group of children came to grab the corners of the rice cakes to eat, and the angry little black rolled around in place. These are all the little black adults are interested in! ! !

But obviously it's out of play, and it's almost time for the children to grab it.

Taotao took a few pieces of rice cakes and ran over and said, "Xiao Hei, here!"

"Wang?"

Xiao Hei glanced at Tao Tao, are you so kind? Before, I often wanted to beat Master Xiao Hei!

"I'll eat it for you, give Taotao a hit!"

"Wow!"

The little black anger rolls on the spot, and you can't live if you don't live, this day can't be passed!

Eating cakes, playing dogs and hitting Xiaohei, this is what the two girls infect Taotao, so Taotao is worried about it every day, so that Xiaohei often gets patted by Taotao for no reason.

"Uncle, this is about to be celebrated by the villagers. Now the conditions at home are not bad, what standard do you think we should come to?"

Li Lan has been thinking about this these days, knowing that in the village, only big ceremonies will entertain.

Now there is no shortage of money at home, Li Lan just wants to do something beautiful and give Taotao a good memory.

"This."

The old village chief heard the words and thought for a while and said: "Usually there are eight bowls on weekdays. The best is naturally the old four or eight. This is a big banquet. No one in the village has put it like this.

The old four or eight Jiang Xiaoye in the village had heard of it, or heard it from his father.

"Second grandfather, how many dishes are the old four or eight? Are there thirty-two dishes?"

Forty-eight thirty-two, Jiang Xiaoye can still guess it.

The old village chief nodded and said: "Yes, thirty-two dishes, four fruit plates, four plates, four sweet, four salty, four large plates, eight hot bowls, two large pieces, one soup and one meal. This is the old four-eighth. There are too many dishes for the old four-eighth. Generally, they are wasted if they can't be eaten. No one in the village can afford it. The cost of this table is too high."

Such a cost is really unacceptable.

Especially in mountain villages.

But Jiang Xiaoye doesn't care at all now, he now has no problem banishing the whole village every day.

"This line, this is it!"

Li Lan was very happy and said, "What do I need to buy? I bought them all today!"

There are too many ingredients to buy. There are hundreds of people in the village to eat, and a table of ten people needs dozens of tables.

"Wait a minute to find the chef in the village to make a list. I remember he said before that there are twelve table dishes, four dishes, pork belly, pig ears, pig heart, preserved eggs, etc. There are nuts, dried fruits and the like. In fact, you don’t need to be too traditional. The four big bowls at the back are important. Meat slices, Sixi meatballs, chicken, and fish. Large pieces are whole chicken, fish, or pork chops and pork knuckles. There are too many, I will wait for you to ask!"

The old village chief knew many things in the village, but he did not fully understand.