There was a false alarm at home, but Xiao Han, as the owner, had no idea about it. He led Xiaodong to the wine shop before dawn today.
The family collected a lot of sugar cane a few days ago, almost filling a warehouse. Pushing the door open and walking in, it was like entering a sugar cane forest. The whole family, old and young, couldn't eat much.
Fortunately, Xiao Han also knew that sugar cane was the raw material for making sugar, so he tinkered with it and asked someone to take out part of the sugar cane to squeeze the juice. He waited until it was dried today so that he could use it as sugar.
In fact, there was icing sugar in the Tang Dynasty, but I don’t know where it was extracted from. Not only was it expensive! It always tastes bitter, like the saccharin Xiao Han had eaten in the orphanage when he was a child. Anyway, the sweetness is not that authentic. Xiao Han, who thinks he has great hands-on skills, naturally wants to benefit the sweet-toothed people of Everbright when he gets the chance. It will also be recorded in history books in the future: Hou Xiaohan of Sanyuan County took sugar cane and made sugar. His contribution is in the contemporary era and will be exceptional for generations to come!
Um, Xiao Han is drooling and thinking too far...
In the winery in Zhuangzi, the muddy yellow sugar water has been clarified a lot after a night of sedimentation. It is filtered twice with fine gauze and then starts to be boiled. The fire should not be too high. If it is too big, it will burn and it will not taste good. , so a pot of sugar water lasted from morning to mid-morning, and this was the end.
Xiao Han didn't know how to boil sugar, so he just took it for granted and used it in the process of making salt. However, he didn't expect that the smoke from boiling sugar was very strong, and the smoke was choking and made his eyes watery!
After finally waiting for the smoke to dissipate, everyone in the room was in tears. If this didn't succeed, I would be sorry for the tears shed!
The fat cook asked Xiao Han for his opinion, and opened the lid of the pot with some anxiety. Because the smoke was so choking, he was afraid that a pile of coke would come out. It was not because he felt sorry for the sugar cane, but because he was afraid that the Marquis would become angry in anger and would definitely turn his grievances into ashes. Spread it all on yourself! The reason? The fat chef has thought of it for him: You don't cook well! ! !
After silently reciting "God bless me" several times, when the lid of the pot was opened and the smoke dispersed, the fat cook quickly looked into the pot. Unexpectedly, he poked his head too fast and too hastily, and almost missed it...
"Be careful! If you fall into the pot, don't worry, I'll boil out all the oil for you!" Xiao Han had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the fat cook, scolded him, and looked into the pot again, only a little bit of sugar water was left in the pot that was almost full at first. to one inch thick waxy yellow crystals.
"Hey, it's really done!" The fool clapped and laughed. Before he could finish laughing, he was slapped on the head.
"Fart, Mr. Hou did it! Is it okay?" Xiaodong rubbed his palms and scolded the idiot, then turned around with a flattering look on his face: "Master Hou, are you right? How do you eat this thing? How do you eat it with ordinary food? The frosting is different…”
This bastard, he obviously has no confidence at all, but he still has the nerve to accuse others. Sure enough, the older he gets, the more shameless he becomes!
But Xiao Han was too lazy to worry about it now. He picked up a small wooden mallet that he had prepared long ago, knocked a little bit along the edge of the pot, and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, a pure sweetness rippled on the tip of his tongue. It was not only sweet, but also filled his mouth. It also has a refreshing fragrance! Hey, this is granulated sugar. I ate it before. What the hell is that?
With sugar, there are braised pork, braised pork ribs, and even Xiao Han’s favorite pork head meat!
The man who killed the pig worked hard for two days that day, and in the end he brought nothing back except money! Xiao Han accepted everything, even the most useless pigskin.
The fat chef blushed when he thought of this. In his eyes, pig skin was useless. It was not good for making leather. The smell was too strong when eaten, and he couldn't bite it. He was scolding the Marquis in his heart for his prodigal habit. Who knew that the Marquis would ask someone to kill him? Clean and cut the pig skin, add the chicken, bones and various spices and boil it together to make a large pot of thick soup. Leave it for one night. The soup in the pot will become frozen the next day. Cut it off. One piece, with soup and meat inside, it tastes delicious!
The fat cook took a tentative bite and almost burst into tears. He didn't know where the Marquis learned so much! I originally thought that I had learned all the truth, but now I see that the Marquis is the real person without showing his face!
People in Tang Dynasty all like sweets. Seeing how much Xiao Han was eating, the others immediately swarmed over, each grabbing a piece and chewing it. Just hearing the sound from outside the house, one would have thought that a big rat had entered the house!
"Hey, Mr. Hou is sweet, so sweet!" The idiot next to the stove held a large piece of candy in one hand, stretched out his tongue and licked this piece, licked that piece, and he still had time to speak!
Xiao Han licked his fingers with lingering enthusiasm, turned his hand and slapped him on the head: "You are sweet, you are sweet from head to toe! Can you speak?"
"Ouch..." The idiot shrank from being beaten by Xiao Han, but he still quickly tried to parry and said: "Hey, blame me, blame me, it was the sweetness made by the Marquis! What kind of candy did you eat before compared with this?" Get up, it’s just chicken shit! Mr. Hou is still awesome..."
"Nonsense! Don't even look at who I am!" Xiao Han's nostrils were almost raised to the sky. Although he drank a bowl of candy made from "chicken excrement" yesterday, he was really lacking in adjectives. On the table, he generously ignored this point and pointed at the big pot and said to the fat chef: "Stop eating it, you've become a fat pig! If you still eat it, shovel all these candies down and take them back to me for use!"
"Ah? Isn't this meant to be eaten like this?" Hearing that Xiao Han wanted to take away these candies, the idiot was a little reluctant. This thing tastes crispy and sweet! He has never eaten such delicious food since he was a child, and now he wants to hold them and chew them all. After only a few bites, he is not allowed to eat them?
"Of course not. Besides, you can't eat too much of this stuff. If you eat too much, it's not good for your health, you can get sick, and it's worse than death! Don't wait, hurry up, there's still something to do when you get back!"
Xiao Han was afraid that these greedy people would steal it, so he deliberately made the consequences of diabetes more serious.
This trick worked really well. When the fool heard that life was worse than death, his face turned green and he hurriedly threw the candy back into the pot. But you threw it away without even wiping the saliva on the candy? Do others need to eat it?
Looking at the candy in the pot, Xiao Han's face darkened, and he kicked the idiot's butt several times to relieve his anger.
Carrying freshly baked sugar and a few jars of new wine, Xiao Han and the people in the wine shop walked home humming a little tune.
Today is the cleanest day in Zhuangzi! Everything was tidied up, the doors and windows were polished, and the wide cement roads were swept away without any sand. The farmers who were immersed in the festive atmosphere couldn't wait to wipe clean all the big branches moved from the roadside. !
This year is their first year in Xiaojiazhuang, and it is also the best year in their memory!
Every house has vegetables and meat, and everyone has new clothes! In the main room as soon as you enter the door, there is a big pig head with an apple stuffed in its mouth, as if it is smiling at itself!
An old man with gray hair trembled slightly as he brought the ancestor's tablet over, placed it at the very back of the altar table, and talked to his ancestor about his current happy life.
After finally finishing the chattering, I still have to ask the younger members of the family to place all the offerings on the table, and then respectfully kowtow a few times, praying to the ancestors to bless them safely and continue to live such a good life! He didn't even want to think about the hard days before!
Walking along the street, everyone greeted Xiao Han with a smile, and Xiao Han nodded in return. But for some reason, it always felt weird, as if there was something missing, and there was no New Year atmosphere!
When he arrived at the door of his house, standing at the foot of the steps and looking at the tall lintel, Xiao Han suddenly had an idea and remembered what he was missing!
"Spring Festival Couplets! How can there be no Spring Festival couplets during the Chinese New Year? Oops! I'm so confused!" Xiao Han suddenly shouted, so scared that Xiaodong behind him almost threw out the candy in his arms, hugged it quickly, and then carefully asked Xiao Han: "Master Hou? What are you talking about? What are Spring Festival couplets?"
Xiao Han patted his head and said angrily: "Spring couplets are Spring Festival couplets! Hey, I can't explain it to you. Go and find me some red paper. I want big and long ones! Go quickly!"
"Okay..." Xiaodong's brows almost knitted together. Although he didn't understand what the Marquis was talking about, he still gave the candy in his arms to the people next to him and ran into the house. Here, I still remember that there was a lot of red paper left over from the last time I went up the beam. Where did I put it?
