Aunt Zhou had no choice but to take a small bite. It was indeed different from the steamed buns she baked herself. It was delicious. No wonder, everyone in the town loved snacks so much. Not to mention the children, even she, at her age, was a little addicted.
When she is free tomorrow, she will ask Liu Jing how to make this, and then make some at home when she comes back, so that she can eat it whenever she wants.
Aunt Zhou came over early the next morning and helped Liu Jing sweep the yard. It was snowing heavily now, and a thin layer of snow fell after the yard was not swept for a while. After a few times of not sweeping, the snow became thick.
But when she came in, she found that she seemed to have nothing to do here. The yard had just been swept, and now there were only some fine snowflakes on the ground, which almost melted as they fell. She didn't know how Liu Jing swept the snow, and why the snow fell so slowly in her house.
Of course, she didn't know that Liu Liang had sprinkled some salt in the yard, so the snow melted as soon as it hit the ground. In addition, she swept the yard diligently, so most of the time there was almost no snow. Even if there was snow, it was because she had been out for too long, such as treating those people, or being delayed on the road.
As soon as Aunt Zhou entered the room, she saw Liu Liang lying on the table writing something. The room was very clean, with almost no dust at all.
What a good girl.
Hardworking, clean, capable and good-natured.
Aunt Zhou actually wanted to be a matchmaker for Liu Liang. After all, she liked Liu Liang very much. But she knew that Liu Liang could not stay in the village for the rest of her life. Besides, there was no one in the village who was worthy of her. Not to mention her appearance, even her identity as a doctor was not worthy of her. Such a person should live in a big city, not in a mountain village like theirs. They could only go to the city once a month. If it snowed heavily for several months like this, they would not be able to leave the village for several months. Such a small place was only suitable for people like them who were frogs in the well and had no idea what the outside world was like.
Everyone in the village wants to run away, just like his son and daughter-in-law, who never come back. It is easy to make money outside, and only by making money can they provide them, the old and the young, with a guarantee of life. Otherwise, they will be like many people in the village.
I have lived in this mountain valley all my life, digging for food from these few acres of land, and my life is very hard.
The reason why she said nothing was that she knew that Liu Jing would leave their village sooner or later. They were never from the same world, so she couldn't force her at all.
"Auntie, you're here."
When Liu Liang heard the door outside open, she had already put away all the things in the house. She has always been very careful when living here. She takes things that shouldn't be there as she needs them, and she has also developed the habit of putting them away after use.
In this room, the only things that cannot be seen by others are the electric heater and a moisturizing cup. She is used to collecting these two items at any time. It takes some time to walk from the door to the house and then leave, which is enough time for her to put things away.
So when Aunt Zhou entered the house, there was nothing special here, and of course there was nothing strange about it either.
It's just hard to understand. Liu Jing's place has always been much warmer than outside, but no one would think too much about it. At most, they would think that the Huang family's kang was well built. After all, the Huang family spent a lot of money when building the kang. If it wasn't warm, all their efforts would be in vain.
Aunt Zhou also thought that the Huang family's kang was all spent, so it had such a good effect. When the snow stopped and they could go into the city, she would definitely ask the Huang family how they made the kang. Then she would make two for her own home. If the house could be so warm in winter, then wintering would be much easier in the future. It would be so warm every day, and no matter how heavy the snow was outside, the family would not have to suffer anymore.
Aunt Zhou rubbed her dry hands, and then couldn't help but look at Liu Jing's hands on the table. City people are city people, look at their hands, they are all beautiful and white like the snow outside.
"Liu girl, the rice crusts you made are delicious. Your uncle and Xiaoying both like them."
Aunt Zhou thought of the old man's face that was full of laughter, and couldn't help but laugh too.
"Can you tell me how those rice crusts are made?"
Liu Liang was stunned.
That wasn't made, it was bought. But she couldn't really say that she bought it, so she taught Aunt Zhou a method of making rice crust. The rice crust made with this method might not be as delicious as the ones bought, but it was definitely not bad. It just used a lot of rice and oil. The most important thing was that it used a lot of oil. Aunt Zhou was a thrifty person, and it seemed a bit difficult for her to use so much oil to fry the rice crust.
Aunt Zhou memorized every step carefully, but still felt like something was missing. So Liu Jing wrote down all the methods on a piece of paper, and wrote every step very clearly.
Aunt Zhou is illiterate, but Zhou Ying knows how to read. Rice crust is not a difficult thing to make. Aunt Zhou has been cooking for decades, so it should not be difficult for her.
Aunt Zhou happily left with the paper and went back to make rice crust for her old man and granddaughter.
She memorized all those steps, and when she returned home, she asked her granddaughter to read them to her again so that she would not make any mistakes.
Aunt Zhou is a straightforward person. She does what she says and never procrastinates. She is even more afraid that if she waits any longer, she might forget about it.
So after I got back, I started making rice crusts with Zhou Ying. There was no problem at all in the beginning, I just followed the steps, except for the part about adding oil, and Liu Liang was right.
Aunt Zhou was reluctant to add oil, but seeing her granddaughter's eager face and shining eyes, she finally poured half of the oil into the pot. After the oil was poured into the pot, her heart really ached. Fortunately, the oil was not poured out in the end and could still be used for cooking.
From time to time, there was a sizzling sound of oil in the kitchen. When the rice crust was fried, it was golden in color and smelled very fragrant.
So this should be a success.
Zhou Ying couldn't help but pinch a piece and put it in her mouth. It was the rice crust that had just been taken out of the pot, and it almost burned Zhou Ying's mouth. But even so, Zhou Ying was reluctant to throw it away. To her, delicious food was much more important than soup.
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