Yang was stunned after hearing what Su Qingluan said: "It's so cold today, so it's suitable for hot pot, but... what is rice soup hot pot? Rice soup as the soup base? Rice soup like porridge?"
"Almost!" Su Qingluan nodded, then shook her head, "But you can't use ordinary rice - well, I bought it all!"
Yang looked at the big bag of "rice" that Su Qingluan bought. It looked like a lot. She quickly took it and said in succession: "Hey, if you want to use rice, just say it. We still have a lot at home." , why go out of your way to buy it?”
As a result, as soon as her hand touched the "rice bag", Yang realized something was wrong.
Originally, if the rice is separated by a cloth bag or other soft materials, it will feel more granular. Even though it is not as round as ordinary soybean grains, you can feel it immediately.
However, the current bag of "rice" feels very solid and flat. If you hold it firmly with your fingers, it will make a slight "crunching" sound.
Yang looked at Su Qingluan with some suspicion: "Big girl, did you get the wrong food and take back the white flour?"
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mom, I didn't take the wrong thing, but this is indeed not ordinary rice. Otherwise, as you said, our family would have it ready-made."
"Then what are you...?" Yang looked at the bag in his hand with a puzzled expression, removed the hemp rope that tied the seal on it and looked inside: Huh, if you didn't pay attention, you would really think it was a bag. Bags of flour!
"Is this... rice ground into powder?"
Su Qingluan nodded: "There is a rice noodle grinding shop in the town. I thought if I go home and grind the rice noodles now, it will take at least half an hour to go out. With this time, the soup at the bottom of the pot is ready!" Why should we sacrifice the near and far and choose a troublesome way? Just buy what is already done, and we will save time and effort."
"You kid, you are always willing to spend this money!" Although Yang said this, he did not really mean to blame Su Qingluan. She just felt sorry that Su Qingluan couldn't save more of the money she earned to add to her dowry.
Su Qingluan didn't think so: "Auntie, I make money because I want to live a better life, rather than becoming a money addict and a slave to this yellow and white thing!"
Yang nodded when he heard this: "Mother knows it too. This is the truth. I just feel sorry for you that it is not easy to make money."
"Nothing is difficult. I am happy to spend money on our family!"
"You girl, you're always good at coaxing me!" Yang touched the tip of Su Qingluan's nose, and stretched out her hand to pick up the food Su Qingluan had placed on the ground, "Oh, you bought a lot! "
Su Qingluan nodded: "These are all to add freshness to the soup base. The soup base of rice soup hot pot originally has no taste, but in the end, the flavors of various ingredients will soak into the rice soup, so it is okay to drink this rice soup as porridge. Very good."
Yang laughed and joked after hearing this: "Then shall we drink porridge or eat hot pot?"
Su Qingluan was stunned and scratched his head: "Just...doesn't it count?" Anyway, in the last life, I cooked the rice soup hot pot until the end. The freshness of all the ingredients in it was absorbed, plus some ingredients and some seasonings. Drinking a bowl of delicious and fragrant rice soup will warm you from your stomach to your whole body!
Su Qingluan recalled the state of feeling warm and steamy all over her body. However, the reality was that a gust of cold wind blew outside the wide-open kitchen door, which wiped out all the warm fantasies about food in Su Qingluan's mind. Blow away!
she! good! hatred!
This feeling of being forced back from a dream to reality is simply unbearable!
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan's hand movements sped up a bit - after all, although rice soup hot pot does not require frying the hot pot base like Sichuan-style butter hot pot, making this soup base is no easier than Sichuan-style hot pot!
No! It should be said that it is more troublesome!
Su Qingluan thought about it, turned to Mrs. Yang and asked: "Auntie, it might be a bit troublesome to make this soup base. Can I leave the marinating to you? Oh, by the way, don't feel bad when marinating the meat today. The ingredients need to be marinated for a longer time, otherwise it will easily smell fishy."
Yang laughed and said: "What does this mean? Besides, there are still two stoves that we built to boil medicine before. Today we will put pots on that stove!"
Su Qingluan looked at the sky: "But Auntie, it's very cold today. Do we want to eat hot pot outside in the cold wind?"
"It's okay. There is a thing in our warehouse that can block the cold wind, but we have to wait until your father comes back - that thing was originally my dowry, and it was considered a good thing, but now it has become the bottom of the box. It’s in tatters, and there’s a lot of debris piled on it, and I can’t clean it up by myself.”
After talking for a long time, I still didn't say what the "wind shelter" was.
Although there was still a little bit of curiosity in her heart, there was still a pot bottom to be made, so Su Qingluan put her gossip back and concentrated on the matter in front of her.
She first took out a large bowl of rice noodles and slowly mixed the rice noodles with cold water into a very thin paste. Moreover, because rice noodles are different from flour, they absorb water and swell and are less viscous, so she just needs to be careful and It won't clump like "pimple soup".
Of course, "little bumps" are not completely non-existent, but this situation can be greatly avoided as long as you are careful.
Su Qingluan sighed while carefully mixing the rice milk: Sure enough, you can't just think about saving energy for anything.
According to the original steps of making rice soup hot pot, the rice should be soaked in water the first night. On the second day, when all the rice grains have absorbed the water and become moist and plump, grind the rice grains into rice milk, which will be fine enough. Well proportioned.
Of course, the step of "grinding into rice milk" in the previous life did not require much effort. It only required a food breaking machine, add rice, add water, cover the lid, press the switch, and you're done!
It doesn't take more than five minutes to get it done.
However, there are no such convenient automated tools in this era, and it is completely manual. So Su Qingluan thought that if this step was omitted, even the step of grinding rice noodles, it would save more than half an hour. It was definitely not a joke.
Because according to the premise that there are only manual millstones now, and the Su family does not have large animals for grinding, only a handful of rice can be added to the millstone at a time. This will take until the year of the monkey and the horse and the moon?
But now, the result of being lazy is that if she is not careful, the rice noodles will form tiny clumps due to uneven contact with water. She can only add cold water first to prevent the rice noodles from gelatinizing and swelling. The real time-consuming and labor-intensive highlight is still It's in the back.
On the other side, Yang opened the large and small paper bags or jars bought by Su Qingluan and found that the ingredients were really diverse, and a lot of them were meat.
Looking at the piles of groundwater, freshwater fish, shrimp and mutton, Yang finally understood what her eldest daughter had just said, "the pickling time should be longer or there will be a fishy smell".
