Chapter 855 Pork Vermicelli

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The next day Liang Chuan took Yang Xiu to Shicang Township.

Yi Niang told Yang Xiu that Liang Chuan had a way to make sweet potatoes into food and preserve them for a long time, which solved his headache.

Yang Xiu had no other hobbies but a special liking for food. Together with Li Erhua, one was responsible for making bamboo weaving and the other was responsible for the food at home, and together they supported the whole business!

I especially admire the peppers brought back by Liang Chuan. As long as a little bit of this crop is added to the kimchi, the flavor of the whole jar of kimchi will be completely upgraded. She has been making kimchi in Sichuan for more than ten years, and it is not as good as the one brought back by others. Little pepper.

She was also curious about what other tricks Liang Chuan could play with sweet potatoes. Every time Yi Niang asked her not to waste food, she had to eat all the sweet potatoes at home. In the end, she killed the whole family and the students in the school. The children were all offended, and everyone was afraid of sweet potatoes. When they heard the word sweet potato, their stomachs filled with sour water.

It's hard for her too. We can't let her do tricks with sweet potatoes?

Liang Chuan actually had a way to improve the way of eating sweet potatoes. She had tried many methods at first, but she just couldn't find an economical and practical way. When she heard that Liang Chuan had a secret recipe, Yi Niang decisively asked him to come to the mountain to learn from it!

The sweet potato powder was packed with a dustpan, and when the sky was slightly bright, the muddy shit was carried out like a treasure and placed in the most open place on the roof. He was worried that the birds in the mountain forest would come and ruin the good stuff. Even Liang Shiguang praised him when he held the handful. The beef back sinew is placed next to the sweet potato powder. From time to time, I turn over the snow-white powder with bamboo slices to make the sweet potato powder dry faster.

Before going up the mountain, Liang Chuan went to the market and bought some alum. Alum is also called white alum. The madmen in the Wei and Jin Dynasties had already started eating these, and they were easily available in the market.

Qi Min Yao Shu has long recorded the use of this addition. Add it to the dough and then fry it in strong oil to become fried dough sticks!

Alum is used to make fried dough sticks, and it is also used to make flour.

Not only alum is needed, but also a colander like an iron sieve. No one uses this thing these days, so Liang Chuan has no choice but to go to the blacksmith shop again, make a pan, and drill holes into the bottom of the pan to make a colander.

The small tool is useful when making powder, but it is really useless in other places. This leaky spoon, custom-made a colander, took half a day of work, and during this time, I also had to wait for the sweet potato powder to dry.

Yang Xiu was afraid of eating sweet potatoes every day!

Hot girls with Shu body bodies have a natural feeling of intimacy in their bones! Others ate sweet potatoes with sugar, but she ground the chili peppers into noodles, sprinkled them on the sweet potatoes, and ate them. .

Liang Chuan discovered a new way to cook sweet potatoes, which was why she was happy. A person who is tired of sitting in the kitchen all day long is afraid that others will not eat the food she has cooked. No matter how hard she works for a table of food, no matter how she moves it out or moves it back, she will make anyone angry!

The most talked about artist girl is that she has a warehouse full of sweet potatoes. The situation is like this every year. The ones that are eaten are the best, and the ones that cannot be eaten are completely rotten. Every year, everyone has to suffer from consuming these sweet potatoes.

It's not that Yang Xiu didn't think of a way, but even if the sweet potatoes were added with a lot of meat, the children and adults still looked embarrassed when they saw the sweet potatoes!

She wanted to see what magical tricks Liang Chuan had!

Whenever Shi Cangxiang hears that Liang Chuan is coming, everyone gathers around him.

Yesterday's roasted sweet potato, many people said when they went home, they had never tasted such delicious food in their lives. It would be awesome if they could have it for three meals a day!

Yes, good stuff, they haven’t tasted the taste of eating sweet potatoes every day, it scares them!

Nihu also spoke. Next year, everyone in their village may be planting this new crop called sweet potato. The yield is also extremely high, and it doesn’t matter where it is. It can be planted on the hillside. There is as much land as you need on the hillside. Everyone wants to rush to see if there is such a miraculous crop!

Nihu had already brought down the dried sweet potato powder. The adults and children in the village wanted to come closer and watch the excitement. Some people stretched out their dirty little hands to touch the snow-white sweet potato powder, which Nihu kicked. Come back.

"This thing is meant to be eaten. Look at your dirty hands. Who dares to eat it after touching it?"

"Can't this powder be mixed with water to drink? Can it make you full?" The villagers asked Nihu curiously. Nihu nodded, somewhat agreeing with the villagers' novel views.

"But it doesn't smell right. Is this okay to drink?"

"You step aside, Saburo will come later and see what he does!"

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Liang Chuan and Yang Xiu appeared in the countryside, carrying a colander and alum on their backs.

Yang Xiu was a little embarrassed. She just wanted to see how the sweet potatoes came up with new tricks, but she didn't want so many pairs of eyes staring at them.

"Master, are you going to show off your skills today?"

"My fellow villagers are here to support me today, and it's you who show off your skills!"

Yang Xiu trembled a little.

"Sanlang, you're here. I crushed this powder into fine pieces today and put it on the roof to dry in the sun for a day. Let's see what you do?"

Liang Chuan picked up a pinch of red powder with his fingers and rubbed it on his fingertips. It wasn't exposed enough, but it was enough for use!

"Bring a big vat over here!"

The vat is a water vat, which is usually used to hold clean water for eating and drinking. Every household must wash it every day to keep it clean.

Liang Chuan poured the sweet potato powder into the large vat, heated up a pot of hot water, poured the water into the vat, and stirred as he did so.

The villager who just asked Nihu if the powder was used to soak in water was very happy when he saw it. He squatted aside and joked with Nihu: "Look, look, Master Li Zheng, what I said is right, this is It’s made with water, don’t you believe it!”

Nihu glared at him and said unconvincingly: "Shut your mouth!"

Liang Chuan stirred the paste in the vat with a gun. After stirring for about a quarter of an hour, the paste in the vat began to produce silk. Liang Chuan took out the alum from the basket and poured it in.

"What is this?" Nihu asked nervously.

Liang Chuan said: "Have you ever eaten fried dough sticks? Alum is added!"

To be honest, Nihu has only eaten fried dough sticks a few times in his life. A skinny noodle stick costs several pennies even if he is not hungry. Who can afford it?

Seeing that Nihu didn't seem to understand, Liang Chuan began to knead the dough into a ball, pulled it out of the vat, and asked Yang Xiu to catch the dough with an iron spoon.

"Okay, I'm going to start slapping!"

Yang Xiu nodded and put more force on his hands. Liang Chuan took a wooden board, washed it and began to pat the powdery lumps. The dough seeped out from the holes at the bottom of the spoon!

"Quickly, bring the hot water pot over to pick up the noodles!" Liang Chuan saw that the noodles were beginning to take shape and immediately ordered Nihu. Nihu and several villagers brought the iron pot that had just been boiled. It was full of hot water. The water was boiling but Don’t boil so the vermicelli won’t break.

Under the influence of high temperature, the dough begins to solidify into vermicelli, and it does not break, filling a large pot.

"Go get another basin of cold water, make sure it's clean!"

The mountain residents seemed to be shocked when they saw the noodle-like vermicelli coming out of the pot. They rushed to get a small pot with a pot of water in it.

After Liang Chuan beat the vermicelli, he took the vermicelli out of the hot pot with long chopsticks and put it into the cold water pot. When the hot vermicelli became cold, it began to shrink and harden. Then he took it out of the cold water and hung it on a bamboo pole to dry!

The sweet potatoes turned into powder first, and then into the shape of noodles!

"Done!"

The sweet potato vermicelli in the sun was glistening, and there were a lot of vermicelli in the jar. Following the same pattern, the bamboo poles were covered with vermicelli in a short time.

Liang Chuan laughed when he saw it. I have powder and chili peppers on hand now, and there are endless snails in Nanxi. That means I can eat snail noodles whenever I want in the future!

Everyone was a little distracted looking at the crystal clear rice noodles, and the sweet potatoes turned into noodles. .

What a magical technique!

Nihu first came over to smell it, then broke it off with his hand and put it in his mouth to eat. The taste was very ordinary. It would be better to bake it and eat it directly to make it more delicious!

Liang Chuan quickly stopped Nihu and said, "How can you eat it raw like this? This vermicelli can be completely dried out in three or four days. When it is completely dry, it will be like wheat noodles. How did you eat it before?" , you can eat whatever you want now, and this thing is very durable, it won’t be a problem to store it for a year and a half!”

Noodle! Durable!

Finally, we come to the issue that Nihu is most concerned about!

The sweet potatoes brought back from Fengshan can be eaten immediately. Many people are short of food now, so it doesn't matter if they eat as much as they want, but he can see it with his heels tomorrow. By then, sweet potatoes will be grown wherever there is only land, and the yield will not be The mountain people can eat it all. If such a large amount of sweet potatoes are all made into sweet potato vermicelli according to this method and stored for such a long time, then the excess sweet potato powder cannot be sold to other places!

This thing is just like noodles, I just don’t know how it tastes!

Liang Chuan licked his mouth and said to Nihu: "Do you have any pork at home? Mountain pork is also fine!"

Although wild boar meat is very firewood, it is meat after all. If it doesn’t work, just simmer it in the pot for a few more minutes, or even the stone will be cooked! At least it can cook out some oil stars and add a little greasy taste to make it taste more fragrant!

Nihu was stunned and said: "Of course, you can eat as much as you want. If it's not enough, I'll go into the mountains and give you a drink right away!"

Liang Chuan waved his hand: "There's no need to fight. Let's go and let everyone disperse. You know what to do. You go to Fengshan to buy sweet potatoes and get back to work on your own. It's just that the alum is a bit troublesome. I have to go down the mountain to buy it. I'll tell you later. Let you know what pork stewed vermicelli is!"

Yang Xiu borrowed Nihu's stove, which was also a new firewood-saving stove improved by Zhao Xiaopin. He stood guard on the stove and put the vermicelli into the pot. Following Liang Chuan's instructions, he sprinkled some soy sauce, vinegar and salt on it, and then added it to the pot. Cut the mountain pork into small strips and throw them into the pot to cook together, and a simple dish is ready!

Many years later, Nihu could never forget the taste of eating vermicelli for the first time. For the first time in his life, he felt that his life had been in vain. There were so many novel delicacies and recipes in the world, right under their noses, and they were just watching. Baoshan has suffered from the northwest wind for so many years, and it doesn’t know how to adapt at all!