In stories about "true and false young misses," others usually transmigrate into noble daughters who were lost outside. With one transmigration, they step on cannon fodder, become the cente...
The so-called "pulling out roots" is to use the petioles of two tree leaves to resist each other. Hold the two ends of the petiole with both hands and rub the petioles back and forth against each other. Whoever's petiole breaks first loses.
Although theoretically, the thicker the petiole, the better the chances of success, this is not actually the case.
The most important trick is to make the petiole as soft and tough as possible. The simplest way is to gently knead the freshly picked petiole and bend it back and forth to make the fibers fully soft and the petiole less brittle. However, there are also more "cunning" methods.
If someone has severe "sweaty feet", they can take advantage of this and step on the petiole. After a day, the salt on the skin can soften the petiole, and this method can make the petiole more resilient than before.
However, Su Qingluan disliked this approach. After all, she didn't think she could make such a big sacrifice for a game - otherwise she wouldn't want both hands.
However, it was obvious that the children who were obsessed with winning did not think so. When they saw that one side was about to lose, their companions in the same camp immediately took off one of their shoes and took out something from the gap between the big toe and the adjacent toes of one foot - a leaf stalk that had been discolored by sweat!
Su Qingluan: ...So this is how "pulling roots" has been played since ancient times...
"Do you want to come and play?" The child who had just introduced the "battle situation" to her looked up and asked again.
Su Qingluan's mouth twitched and she shook her head: "No, I have something else to do and I'm in a hurry." After that, Su Qingluan turned around and fled - society, society, you can't afford to offend.
If she touched the petiole that was fully "moisturized" by her sweaty feet, she would probably have to wash her hands eight hundred times this afternoon - after all, she was the one who cooked dinner!
Su Qingluan walked outside for a long time.
She originally picked up leaves on a whim, but the leaves all over the mountain were of all shapes and colors, and as she picked, she became interested and walked further and further.
What's more, it is the time to harvest crops, so there are still leaves of various crops thrown in the fields. Su Qingluan will pick up the beautiful crop leaves or the beautiful wild flowers blooming on the roadside and put them in the basket.
By the time they returned, Su Qingluan's originally empty bamboo basket was now overflowing.
At this time, the sun was setting.
"Madam, you're back?" Song Bo had already started kneading the dough. "I thought you weren't coming back..."
Su Qingluan panted: "I'm really sorry, I walked a little far, so I came back late." This was the first time since she traveled through time that she was too engrossed in playing and walked too far, and almost missed the chance to come back and cook. It was such a childish thing, and it was a bit embarrassing to talk about it.
"It's okay. If Madam is busy, you can leave the dinner to me." Song Bo said with a smile.
Su Qingluan, who had actually just gone too far, felt even more ashamed...
"Leave the steamed buns to me," Su Qingluan said to Song Bo after washing her hands. "Song Bo, aren't you curious about what I made this morning? You'll know in a moment!"
"Oh, so mysterious?" Although he joked like that, Song Bo still went to light another stove and planned to make tonight's dishes - mutton and radish soup, and a mixed cold dish.
Although the weather has turned cooler now, mutton has a greasy taste. Although radish will taste richer if stewed with mutton soup, radish itself does not have the same "oil-washing" kinetic energy as sauerkraut or winter bamboo shoots, so it is still necessary to cook some vegetables that can cleanse the mouth.
Su Qingluan took out a handful of soaked red beans and steamed them over the fire. She also carefully washed a few leaves from the tree she'd chosen for the rabbit ears until they were shiny and clean, then placed them in the bowl with the red beans and steamed them together—this was to stabilize the leaves' color and prevent them from changing with temperature.
The next step is to make the rabbit's "body" - in fact, the steps are similar to those of making ordinary red bean paste buns, but because the rabbit's body is generally a flat ellipsoid, Su Qingluan has to carefully arrange the shape.
But before that, the key is to wrap the cheese in the dough in a cool place.
Because she was not sure whether Mu Xingzhi and Song Bo could accept the taste of string cheese, Su Qingluan asked them in advance whether they could eat dairy products.
Fortunately, although these two people don’t particularly like dairy products, they don’t hate them either, which made Su Qingluan feel relieved.
However, not everyone can accept the taste of "stretched cheese" as a filling for staple food - after all, in her previous life, Su Qingluan had seen more than one person think that cheese-filled buns were too greasy - so Su Qingluan only made two steamed buns with a fuller filling. For the remaining steamed buns, Su Qingluan only made four with a filling about the size of a chestnut, and the remaining dough was directly made into ordinary steamed buns.
When the cheese buns were almost made into ellipsoidal shapes, Su Qingluan took out the red beans and tree leaves that had been placed in the steamer, and placed two red beans on both sides of the front end of the dough as the rabbit's red eyes.
Although the red beans are relatively small, they cannot be steamed to become very soft in such a short time, so Su Qingluan only needs to press the two "red eyes" with light force, and then use chopsticks to slightly adjust the head part to distinguish it from the round body.
Then, Su Qingluan inserted several willow leaves of appropriate shapes and sizes behind the rabbit's head, and a vivid little rabbit was made!
This steamed bun is only the size of a five or six-year-old child's palm. Even someone with an average appetite like Su Qingluan can eat two or three by herself - so Su Qingluan felt at ease making two cheese buns with "thin skin and big fillings", in case the other two didn't like it, she could make it herself.
Because when Su Qingluan asked Song Bo to make the dough, she fully considered the appetite of three people and wanted to make it "all in one pot", so Song Bo did not make a lot of dough this time. Su Qingluan counted them and found that there were only fifteen little rabbit buns in total.
Yes, “only” fifteen.
Even Su Qingluan could easily finish three steamed buns when she was eating vegetables, and Song Bo had a big appetite so he could easily eat seven or eight.
As for Mu Xingzhi, although Su Qingluan often complained that he ate more politely than a girl like her, after observing him closely several times, she found that this man actually ate no less than an ordinary adult man.
It would be better to say this - Mu Xingzhi actually ate as much as others, which was really beyond Su Qingluan's expectations.
After all, in Su Qingluan's opinion, although Mu Xingzhi pretended to be "unable to walk", it was an indisputable fact that he sat in a wheelchair all day long. He was equivalent to a otaku who sat on a stool all day long and did not move.
Why is it that a man who exercises significantly less than an average person can eat whatever he wants without gaining weight or even suffering from indigestion? This question once troubled Su Qingluan - could it be that people with outstanding looks also have extraordinary digestive abilities?