Yu You can really help, her mother taught her how to make red bean paste before.

"Okay, I'll pick you up later."

He didn't know whether his mother-in-law and Yu You could succeed, but he felt that any attempt was worth encouraging.

If the supply and marketing cooperative can’t sell it, he can just try taking it to the black market.

After a while, Cao Xiu exchanged for mung beans and red beans, and secretly took out a bag of white sugar, a bag of brown sugar, and a bottle of corn oil from the space.

The mother and daughter quickly drank a bowl of porridge and started to work.

Add water to the pot to boil red beans, and put a steamer on top to steam mung beans.

Yu You prepared the red bean paste, and Cao Xiu made the mung bean paste.

Stir-fry red bean paste with brown sugar, and stir-fry mung bean paste with a small amount of oil and white sugar.

Roll out the dough, wrap the stuffing. Then use a round mold made by Yu Weimin to press it one by one.

In the second half of the night, the round, golden green bean cakes with fillings were ready.

The two of them put all the mung bean cakes into a large basket and prepared to take them to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow.

Yu Rou had never done any of these things before, and she was afraid of ruining the good stuff, so she refused to start, and just kept fiddling with willow branches in the yard.

In the time it takes to make a pot of mung bean cakes, three small baskets have been woven.

Yu You saw the small baskets with handles beside Yu Rou. Each one was a different shape, small and cute. Not only the children, but even adults like her loved them.

"Sister, you are really good at cooking!"

Yu Rou smiled. She liked making things with her hands and she felt very peaceful when doing so.

"Take whatever you like. This is for An An and Ning Ning. You can also take it back to decorate your small items."

Yu You suddenly had an idea.

"Mom, how about we use my sister's little basket to carry our food? Raise the price a little. And sell my sister's basket as well."

"That's a good idea. It makes it a lot more upscale."

Yu Rou was surprised and said, "Can this thing be sold? Many people in the village can weave baskets."

"The ones they weave are all large and lack the artistry of yours. If you can buy some lace or scraps of cloth in different colors and weave them in for decoration, it will be more unique."

Yu Rou didn't understand what lace was, but if the basket could be sold for money, she would certainly be willing to do it.