The crops grown in the fields are definitely in accordance with the policies and are all arranged uniformly by the village. Naturally, they won't grow these low-yield, niche grains. These are the crops that those hardworking and thrifty housewives harvest by making full use of every inch of open space in their vegetable gardens, vineyards, and around their houses.
Each household didn't have much; after going to several different households, I only managed to get a little over thirty jin of sticky corn and fifty jin of sticky sorghum.
As for the staple grains that need to be mixed in, which are almost the same weight, Jian Dan has no problem with that; she has plenty of rice.
The cornmeal and sorghum rice were distributed in the fall, and she hardly touched them. Why keep them if she's not going to use them now?
She didn't intend to call Lin Dongfang. She had two children of her own, and more importantly, she was strong herself. This kind of thing was really nothing to her. She didn't need to ask others for help if she could do it herself.
Several large basins of dough were put on the stove, and then the bean paste was cooked. Four or five large basins were placed along the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and a thick stack of lids was placed against the wall, almost taking up half of the kang in the west room.
Everything is ready; all that's left is to get started.
Although he had been involved from the beginning to the end, Cheng Rui was still somewhat dumbfounded after this encounter.
"Sis, are all of these going to be used to make steamed buns? How long will it take to make them all?"
To be honest, I was also thinking of backing down, but I was wrong.
That's a good idea, but it's gone too far.
"Um, do you two know how to make these?"
The two children gritted their teeth and got to work. Perhaps it's true that everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Although it's all food and cooking is no problem, the thing they managed to roll out was flat and not round. After all, it was going to be given away, and the shape was really not very nice.
When Mingzhu and Tan Yajun arrived, they received an unprecedentedly warm welcome.
"Quick, quick, come sit here and warm up."
"Luckily, Lin Dongfang remembered that your sticky rice was almost ready, so he sent me over to check on it. You've prepared several bowls of this; are you really planning to make them yourself?"
Tan Yajun also went to wash her hands and came over to help.
"You've put together quite a complete set, with several items."
The two children, relieved, quickly made way, their voices slightly embarrassed.
"It's my fault. I was only thinking about how many kilograms of sticky rice there were, and I forgot to count the amount of corn mixed in. I only realized it after the dough had risen. I had put in too much."
"Which of these are for mailing as gifts? Which one is rice?"
"Yes, send some rice too, and some corn as well."
Mingzhu simply pulled the rice over.
"Let's wrap this up first, and then send it to the backyard to freeze."
Quite a few people saw you grinding flour, and someone might come to help you later. Your pure flour, without any additives, is already conspicuous enough; there's no need to cause further trouble.
"Yes, it's better to avoid trouble."
During this period, due to the snow disaster, the relationship between the educated youth and the villagers has improved considerably, and the educated youth are much more united than before.
However, human nature is sometimes very strange. One moment someone is grateful to you to the point of tears, and the next second they might be tempted by a single word or a small benefit from someone else and betray you, or simply dislike you. Envy is everywhere.
I have some doubts.
"Really? Someone would dare come to my door?"
She is aware of her image and is currently satisfied with it; she just wants this peace and quiet.
"They should keep their distance from me, so why would they come to my door on their own initiative?"
“They probably wouldn’t have dared to do that before, not to mention the vegetable greenhouses. But recently, with all these things happening, everyone has benefited to some extent. Who wouldn’t want to build a good relationship with you?”
Mingzhu and Tan Yajun have already started working quickly.
"Yeah, just in case. If someone really comes and wants to help, you can't just kick them out, can you?"
Tan Yajun had no idea her words would come true; people did indeed come, but they weren't educated youth.
"Sister, Third Grandma and Aunt Guihua are here!"
There were several children chattering behind them, so it seemed they had some friends.
The three people exchanged a glance.
"You asked them to help?"
He shook his head briefly, then put on his shoes and got out of bed.
"No, but it's probably because they estimated the time when I went to exchange the sticky rice."
Mingzhu and Tan Yajun exchanged a glance, but ultimately didn't change the basin.
The old lady and Wang Guihua didn't come specifically to make steamed buns, but since they were already there, they didn't stand on ceremony. They washed their hands, sat cross-legged, and got to work.
Both of them were honest and straightforward people, and she didn't say anything. Moreover, she now knew that helping each other wrap steamed buns was a form of social interaction in rural areas.
"Third Grandma, Auntie, you're all so sneaky on this road, what brings you here? Just have the kids call if you need anything,"
Although she knew it was just polite talk, it made her feel comfortable, and the old lady smiled broadly.
"Isn't this great? You mentioned those little trinkets like hair accessories. Who would have thought that scraps of cloth that are practically unusable could be made into those things and sold for money?"
So, when I told them, they didn't believe me and all came to my house to ask, so I hid away.
The hair accessories we tried out last time were made by the old lady and Sun Xiang themselves; they didn't tell anyone about anything they were unsure about.
"Is this what your aunt came to ask?"
"Hey, I guess so? Those people asked me when they saw me, and when I told them I only found out myself, they didn't believe me. They all told me to come and ask. I was too lazy to talk to them, so I hid at my third aunt's house. But then my third aunt wanted to come over, so I just followed her."
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