The bone soup has turned white. Xiao Guo took out a spoon and took a sip. "Hmm, fragrant." Turning around, he tasted the mushroom soup, which was extremely delicious. Xiao Guo put down the spoon with satisfaction. He was not in a hurry to prepare lunch, so he came out to check the starch he made yesterday to see if it was successfully dried.
As soon as he came out, he saw Zhuangzhuang touching a donkey. Xiaoguo quickly reminded him, "Zhuangzhuang, don't go behind it, or it might kick you."
After watching Zhuangzhuang come to the donkey's brain hole, he left with peace of mind. He squatted in front of the grate and carefully observed the shape. It seemed that there was no moisture at all, but he still reached out and crushed it. He picked up a small piece and with a little effort it became foam. Xiaoguo stood up happily and took the grate to the millstone. He had to grind it into powder before making potato vermicelli.
Xiaoguo ground the flour slowly. Zhuangzhuang had stopped playing with the donkey when Xiaoguo was holding the grate. His eyes were glued to Xiaoguo's hand. Xiaoguo put a piece of starch in Zhuangzhuang's hand, held him up to the place parallel to the millstone and taught him how to grind it. Zhuangzhuang took the small piece of starch and threw it into the hole. He turned the millstone by himself, but it didn't turn at all. His face turned red from trying so hard. Xiaoguo narrowed his eyes and smiled, so adorable. He helped Zhuangzhuang push the millstone, and the millstone began to turn. He watched the large lump being ground into powder. At Xiaoguo's signal, Zhuangzhuang picked up a small broom and swept the powder into the basin below. Zhuangzhuang was grinding hard and wanted to grind more. Xiaoguo didn't stop Zhuangzhuang, but satisfied his interest and only helped him when he encountered difficulties.
When the two of them had almost finished grinding the soup, Zhuangzhuang lay on the counter and watched Xiaoguo lift the lid of the pot. A strong aroma wafted out, and Zhuangzhuang sniffed it quickly. Xiaoguo smiled and said, "Little glutton."
His hands were busy all the time. He pulled out most of the firewood and put it into the empty stove, leaving only a wooden stump under each pot. They were simmering on a low fire. The soup inside had already turned milky white. Xiaoguo scooped out a spoonful of bone soup, stir-fried a baby cabbage in golden soup, and steamed a pot of steamed buns. He opened the lid of the pot, took out a few large bones that were boiled until soft, prepared a dipping sauce, served two bowls of bone soup, and started eating.
Zhuangzhuang was eating with a smacking sound, his little mouth was all greasy, and he was anxious to drink the meat soup with meat residue still stuck to the corners of his mouth. The child is quite a good eater. He picked up the steamed bun with the meat and dipped it in the sauce, while using his other hand to pick up the baby cabbage to eat.
Xiaoguo now understands why mothers are willing to post photos and videos of their children on WeChat Moments. She really likes them no matter how she looks at them. If she had a mobile phone now, Xiaoguo would definitely take a lot of photos of Zhuangzhuang.
After dinner, Zhuangzhuang went to the kitchen to wash the dishes while burping, while Xiaoguo prepared to make fish balls. After all, there was a lot to prepare, so they had to finish it before daybreak.
Prepare to fry the chili oil first. You can't leave it unattended and need to watch it all the time, otherwise it will get burnt in a while.
Xiaoguo chopped the peppercorns, poured oil into the pot, added the Sichuan peppercorns, aniseed and green onions, fried them until fragrant, then took them out and poured in the chili peppers. The spicy smell of the chili peppers came out as soon as the pot was filled, so Xiaoguo quickly moved away and stirred it slowly after the smell died down to prevent the pot from getting burnt.
When the peppers are fried into oily red fruits, serve them out and set aside to cool. After cooling, add rice wine and sesame seeds, and the secret chili sauce is ready.
The next step was to prepare fish balls. Xiaoguo took out five fishes and left one for Zhuangzhuang to make delicious food.
It was already dark when Xiaoguo finished. Xiaoguo still had to knead the dough. There was not much flour left, so Xiaoguo prepared to knead it all and buy new flour tomorrow.
Roll the dough into noodles, sprinkle some flour on them to prevent them from sticking, and place them on the grate. Zhuangzhuang came to the kitchen at this time, and Xiaoguo kept busy, "Have you fed the cows and donkeys?"
Zhuangzhuang is responsible for feeding the cows at home. When Xiaoguo saw Zhuangzhuang running around, he knew that he was carrying grass to feed the cows. Now Zhuangzhuang came over because he was probably hungry.
Zhuangzhuang touched his belly and smiled shyly at Xiaoguo. He had been blown away by the fragrance all day, not to mention the fish balls his mother had just made. When he thought of the texture and taste, his mouth couldn't stop drooling. He couldn't help but come in.
Xiaoguo put the prepared noodles and potato vermicelli together and covered them with a cloth to prevent them from drying out and cracking. After preparing all the ingredients for tomorrow, she put them aside and prepared the remaining ingredients to make potato vermicelli.