Chapter 149: Visit
For those who are not used to loneliness, it is difficult for them to understand the pleasure that can be enjoyed when alone; but for Zhao Chunhua, she found a special pleasure in this state.
Now that I have a child who can't speak around me, this habit of talking to me has not changed. Instead, it has become more frequent because I try every means to make the child happy.
Sometimes, even she herself wondered where all the words came from.
So much so that I feel thirsty every time I drink water.
In the middle of the night, after secretly drinking Xiao Shitou's bowl of fish porridge as a midnight snack, everyone went to bed obediently.
The lights in the room gradually went out. In the quiet night, there was only the occasional sound of breathing and the rustling of branches in the breeze outside the window.
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A vibrant day usually starts with a bright smile.
Because she really wanted to taste the delicious dumplings, when Shu Ziying arrived, Zhao Chunhua couldn't wait to ask her if she knew how to make dumpling wrappers.
Her eyes were full of anticipation, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The answer he got was that Shu Ziying shook his head firmly.
This sudden rejection made the corners of Zhao Chunhua's mouth, which had just been raised, droop immediately, and her mood also became depressed.
Oops, it seems I can’t make it myself.
She only vaguely remembered that the basic ingredient for dumpling skins was flour, but this was far from enough to solve the problem at hand.
You need to add an appropriate amount of salt to the flour, then grab a little old dough and add an appropriate amount of water and mix well.
After the flour and water are fully blended, you can use your hands to roll them into small balls and flatten them one by one with the palm of your hand.
Finally, pick up the rolling pin and roll out the small discs one by one, trying to make them as thin and even as possible.
In theory, following these steps seems to be able to complete the task smoothly.
But in fact, this process is not that simple and there are still many problems.
If the dough is too thick, it will not be conducive to the full heating and cooking of the ingredients, resulting in the outside looking browned but the inside still being raw.
On the other hand, if the dough is made too thin and crispy, it will easily break during the frying process, causing the filling inside to leak out, affecting the taste and causing waste.
These problems made Zhao Chunhua quite depressed.
She frowned, took a deep breath, and then decided to add a small amount of oil to the original recipe to increase the toughness of the dough.
The dough after re-kneading is indeed more flexible and easier to shape.
Finally, after some effort, Zhao Chunhua began to concentrate on making the delicious fried meat patties.
I have to say that the meat pie is really delicious.
The chopped green onions and tender meat filling are intertwined, and the rich aroma of the flour itself and the tempting taste stimulated by the hot oil make people want to eat one bite after another.
Zhao Chunhua couldn't help but try a few pieces, and she became addicted to it and ate two in one go.
She licked the residue on her fingers with satisfaction, secretly praising herself for her improving skills.
Even though the weather was extremely hot at noon today, Zhao Chunhua could not just rest at home.
Even if you don't want to go out, now is the time when others are most likely to stay at home, and it is also the best time to complete some things that you have to do outside.
I had made an appointment with my good friend Shu Hong to go and investigate whether the sweet potato vermicelli produced by a family surnamed Yuan at the end of the village is worth purchasing.
Every autumn, the family would hand-make a batch of sweet potato flour products and sell them at the market. They had a good reputation.
In order to settle the matter as soon as possible, the two agreed to visit at noon when everyone was available.
"I heard that her business is quite good. If the quality is good, I will consider buying some to try."
To make sweet potato vermicelli, you need to extract sweet potato starch first. This process is cumbersome and time-consuming, and this step alone is enough to discourage many people.
Shu Hong prepares a small amount of sweet potato starch every year for use, mainly for pickling meat products.
But making rice paper does require great patience, and Shu Hong admits that she lacks this quality.
Zhao Chunhua nodded and said yes. As long as the quality is up to standard and the price is reasonable, she might consider buying a few kilograms to store at home.
After all, this ingredient is particularly suitable for cooking hot pot, and can bring a soft, glutinous and elastic taste experience.
As someone who used to order sweet potato skin at every barbecue party, Zhao Chunhua has a special liking for it and thinks it is one of the indispensable delicacies at the party.
At this time, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Yuan family, wearing a dark blue cotton apron, was walking out of the house with a wooden basin full of water, preparing to pour the water, and happened to meet the two visitors face to face.
"I'm not exaggerating. The rice noodle soup we make here is really delicious."
The eldest daughter-in-law had not yet finished her words. At this moment, Mrs. Yuan, who had not yet put down the wooden basin in her hand, suddenly noticed that an old lady next to her quickly blew her nose with her hand, and then wiped it directly on the sole of her shoe, and then continued to grind the sweet potatoes as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Chunhua: ...
This scene seemed very rural, but it suddenly reminded her that there seemed to be some important matters waiting for her to deal with at home, so she decided to say goodbye here temporarily and return home quickly.
"Haha, I've also heard some rumors. I just happened to pass by here and wanted to see what the situation is. I still have to go to the Huang family to pick up shoes. I'll come to your house next time."
Mrs. Yuan smiled softly, with a hint of politeness and ease in her words.
Forget about buying sweet potato noodles. I’m afraid that whenever I think about buying this kind of food outside in the future, the scene just now will involuntarily emerge in my mind. That unpleasant picture seems to be engraved in my mind.
In fact, Mrs. Yuan was also worried about whether Zhao Chunhua and the others had noticed her mother-in-law's inappropriate behavior.
She has repeatedly stressed the importance of maintaining sanitary conditions when preparing food.
Normally, there were no problems because there was always someone supervising. But something went wrong when someone came this time, and this person might become a regular visitor in the future.
No need to ask how to judge
The visitor was the buyer. Having lived in the same village for so long, he was naturally familiar with some of Zhao Chunhua's daily habits.
I remember that in the early days, Zhao Chunhua often maintained good communication with the outside world. However, since Shu Changqi left this world, her lifestyle has changed a lot and she has spent more time at home.
Recently, she seems to have devoted all her energy to researching various delicious dishes.
This change is understandable in this day and age, even though widows are officially encouraged to remarry.
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