Chapter 27 Is rice porridge delicious?
Shen Qing made a preliminary estimate of the existing molds at home. They could make about 14 kilograms at a time. One kilogram could be cut into five pieces, which means 70 pieces of soap could be made at a time.
Regardless of the number of pieces or the amount of oil used at one time, it is considered very much for them at present. The money invested is too much and the risk is also great.
And if they make 14 kilograms at a time, both she and Huo Bing will be very tired, and people are more likely to make mistakes when they are tired.
"Sesame oil and lard are made separately. Sesame oil is made once every five days, and lard is made once every seven days. Five kilograms of each are made each time. We can adjust and make more of each one depending on which one sells better.
Lard needs to be boiled. Sesame oil is prepared on the same day and left there to be saponified. Lard is boiled in advance the next day. The boiled lard is used to make soap on the third day. Then the saponified soap is demolded.
The schedule is not too tight, but not too loose either - now is not the time to be idle.
Huo Bing felt that this was a bit too easy, but when he thought about the wool materials soaking in the yard, he thought his mother might spare some time to make brushes.
The soap issue was preliminarily settled, and Shen Qingteng started to study the brush.
If the raw material is soaked, you will have to wait until the day after tomorrow to know whether it is usable. If it is not usable, it needs to be soaked for another one to two days.
However, we cannot waste it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Although the raw material cannot be used after soaking, the pen shaft can be polished in advance.
"A Bing, is there any more space left in the woodshed to cut bamboo?" The bamboo in the woodshed had been cut down early and had dried up and turned yellow, so it couldn't be used to make pen holders. Although there were no big bamboos in Xingcheng, there were some thin bamboos.
"There should be more. The boss said last time that he found another patch, much older. It's just a bit far away, and it takes an hour or so to go back and forth." The shoots of this wild bamboo are bitter and astringent, so no one eats them even if there are wild vegetables.
Bamboo joints will make crackling sounds when burned, so many people are afraid of damaging the iron pot and rarely cut them to burn in the pot. The main reason is that their Qili Village is too close to the city and there are few trees around. The wild grass that can be used for burning in the pot is very fiercely fought over, so they have no choice but to go to farther places to get it, and they don't mind wild bamboo.
After all, buying firewood costs money, so how can I bear to spend it?
When Shen Qing heard that Jiang Xiangdong was going to chop, he stopped talking about this topic.
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By dinner time, Jiang Xiangdong had indeed rushed back, not missing the meal at all.
During the meal, Shen Qing ordered Jiang Xiangdong: "Boss, tomorrow morning you go back to the place where you cut bamboo last time and cut a batch of bamboo. The more the better."
Jiang Xiangdong was breaking open a steamed bun and stuffing it with vegetables. A bowl of large bone and purslane soup was placed on the ground in front of him. Hearing this, he replied without even looking up, "Okay, then I'll take the shoulder pole. I can tie it up and bring back two large bundles. Is that enough?"
We had meat to eat yesterday, and we have meat to eat this morning and this evening. It's only natural that we should do any work with this kind of food.
Especially when I saw the second brother working on the embankment, carrying wood, moving stones, picking up soil... There was a handyman standing a few steps away, and if he was a little slow, he would be whipped!
The tall and strong second brother has lost a lot of weight. When he thinks back to the times when he went there, he can't help shivering.
The dam has a minor repair every year and a major repair every few years. Now it is higher than the entire Xingcheng. When he saw it today, he suddenly thought that if a flood destroyed the dam and the entire Xingcheng... Stop, stop, don't think about bad luck!
What's more, he now has white flour buns to eat!
Yes, the big steamed buns distributed last night were as big as fists and were very solid. Mother packed more than 20 of them for the second child and said that she would give them back to him after he finished eating them, and they could eat the rest.
If only I could still eat white flour buns tomorrow...
Shen Qing thought about the arrangements for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then instructed Jiang Xiangdong: "Boss, you have to work harder and make some more dough to make steamed buns tonight;
Make more. Our family will be very busy tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. We can just make a pot of egg soup and some steamed buns to save time and just eat to fill our stomachs.
I eat all the meat while it's fresh. I won't buy any more meat until I make some money. Frying fish and shrimp takes a lot of time and I won't be able to do it in the short term, so the only thing that can supplement my nutrition is egg soup.
Fortunately, there is enough rice and flour, which is better than most but not worse than most.
Jiang Xiangdong: .....My dream has come true!
Others: ...Not casually! With steamed buns and egg soup, this life is so beautiful that it's almost bubbling!
Shen Qing looked at Huo Bing again: "I bought rice, millet and mung beans. You can make porridge for breakfast. Vegetable porridge, mung bean porridge, shrimp porridge, you can cook it."
She had eaten noodles for several meals and missed rice.
Rice needs side dishes, and there is only one pot, not even a stove. The thatched house has no main room and naturally no table.
Cooking takes time, and there is nowhere to put the food after it is cooked. When people eat porridge, they just squat under the eaves or in the yard with their bowls. These past two days, when there are dishes, they sit around the dishes in the kitchen. In such a difficult situation, it is better to drink porridge first to satisfy the craving for rice.
In the future, when I have the conditions, I will be able to eat rice!
Vegetable porridge, mung bean porridge, shrimp porridge, any one of them sounds delicious.
Xiaohua blinked her eyes, tilted her head back, and asked, "Auntie, is the rice porridge delicious?"
Jiang Shui swallowed her saliva. She didn’t know. She had never eaten rice in her life.
No one in Qili Village used to grow rice, only wheat and corn. Since she was a child, she has mostly eaten corn flour, and occasionally flour, but has never eaten rice.
Seeing that her aunt didn't answer her, Xiaohua raised her head and asked her father.
Daddy has been taking care of her these past two days, and she and Daddy have become very familiar with each other.
Jiang Xiangdong was puzzled. "Dad doesn't know either. Your aunt Ying's family is the only one in our village that has rice."
Rice is a refined grain and is sold in grain stores, but how could farmers be willing to buy it?
Only my mother is willing to take them to broaden their horizons.
Is rice porridge delicious? A voice saying "it's delicious, it's delicious" rang out from the depths of Huo Bing's memory. She suddenly lowered her head and tried to recall, but her memory was blank.
Thinking about it again, her head exploded with pain! The pain made her whole body tremble, but she couldn't help but continue to think deeply.
Shen Qing was sitting opposite Huo Bing and was the first to notice her abnormality. She asked with concern, "What's wrong with Ah Bing? Are you tired and feeling unwell recently?"
Huo Bing only felt a voice coming in, pulling her back from deep thought. She pulled herself out and her head no longer hurt.
This happened often when she first came to the Jiang family. She was already ten years old at that time and could not remember the past, let alone now, more than ten years later.
She hadn't thought about the past for a long time, and now that life was better, she didn't need to think about it anymore.
She shook her head, forced a smile and replied, "No, Mom, I'm fine. I'm fine."
The pain only lasted for a while and it's much better now. My mother was not around when I first came, and I was in pain for half the night until I fell asleep.
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