"It's still early. Tomorrow, it should be done tomorrow."
Fermentation takes about one night, and you can proceed to the next step when you wake up tomorrow morning.
"Xiaoyu, what has your father been doing lately? Why doesn't he come to my house to play cards?" Without his old friend, Liu Shunzi felt quite empty. How much fun would Dashu and the others have! He is best at livening up the atmosphere, the rest are either idiots or hypocrites.
"My father has been working hard lately. He said he wants to study hard in seclusion."
Liu Shunzi was speechless. "What's the point of working so hard at such an old age? Does he really want to take the imperial examination? It would be enough if he could just learn a few words and not be sold out."
Zhao Xiaoyu felt helpless after hearing this. Since you have no pursuit, can't you let others have some pursuit? When her father passes the imperial examination and becomes a student, you old-fashioned people will be scared to death.
Brothers, how successful have you become? You are still standing still, either touching cards or wine glasses every day. Is there still anything you can aspire to?
Liu Shunzi went to the study in person but failed to find Zhao Dashu, so he had to return home disappointed. Go ahead and think about it, he guarantees that his brother's enthusiasm will not last more than seven days, and he will definitely not be able to resist going to his house to play.
Song was puzzled, "My daughter, is your father possessed by a ghost? How could he resist drinking and playing cards?" What a great temptation! How could someone who used to play every day suddenly stop playing? She felt that she was not quite adaptable.
"Dad has grown up and knows how to make progress. Mom, when you are busy at night, praise him more and tell him that he has been working so hard recently that you feel bad for him. Tell him to take his time and not to rush. Tell him that you have confidence in him and that he will be the pillar of our family in the future. Our Old Sow Village is proud of him and he will definitely surpass our uncle who is not capable of anything..."
Zhao Xiaoyu's little mouth was smacking, and the Song family was ashamed. The boss was so obsessed with his daughter's sweet words that he lost himself. Now she wants her to fool around with him, is that okay?
"Mom, you don't want Dad to play cards and drink drunkenly every day, right?"
Song shook her head like a rattle, "It's really annoying, especially when I drink. The alcohol on my body makes the bed stink."
"That's all right. My father is so good now. He gets up early and goes to bed early every day. He has three normal meals a day. He is also very hardworking. He doesn't run around and studies at home. Didn't he say that the teacher praised him for his progress?"
"That's right, Cheng. Mom will listen to you and praise him every day."
Zhao Xiaoyu smiled, hiding his achievements and fame. He would become a student next year, and maybe become a scholar three years later. With the title of scholar, at least ordinary people would not dare to find fault with him.
In the past, Zhao Dawen had done very well in the county town, and the county government gave him some face. If he hadn't committed suicide, he would still be doing well now.
The next morning, Zhao Xiaoyu, with his heart full of joy, opened his eyes at daybreak. All the preparations were ready, and he was going to start making candy today.
Squeeze the water out of the fermented sugar wrapped in cotton cloth, "Aunt Wu, find two strong people to squeeze it and get all the water out." The rest will be done after dinner, because my parents said that they also want to watch the sugar being made.
"Well, good!"
After breakfast, the whole family went into the kitchen to make candy. Pour the syrup squeezed out before into two large pots, bring to a boil over high heat and then simmer over low heat...
"Girl, how long will it take?" Zhao Dashu was so bored that he stood at the kitchen door and recited.
"All the water has to be boiled." The two young men watching the pot stirred together to prevent the bottom of the pot from getting burnt.
When it became a thick syrup, Zhao Xiaoyu dipped some of the syrup into cold water. Only when he saw the solidified hard candy blocks did he ask them to stop.
At this point the maltose is ready and can be poured directly into the mold or pulled repeatedly, just like making dragon beard crisps.
"Aunt Wu, find a few strong people to pull the sugar."
"Okay!" Aunt Wu ran away. How come their eldest daughter was so capable? He can even make candy! Sugar is a precious commodity and is sold at a very high price. It seems that their master is going to get rich.
Aunt Wu couldn't close her mouth. If the master was good, how could they, as servants, be bad?
"Wash your hands, and two people pull a piece of candy, repeatedly pulling it until the candy is fluffy."
The Zhao family all stood in the kitchen, watching them pull the candy slowly, watching the candy slowly change color, getting thicker and thicker...
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