Chapter 74 vermicelli

"There are all kinds of shops in the town. Our surname is Mo, or let's call it Moji steamed bun shop." Mo Changhe thought for a moment and said his name first.

"I like it. It's easy to remember. As soon as they hear it, they know that we sell steamed buns." The ink is all smoked. Cigarette bags are in favor of my son.

"Master, Dad, it's good to call Mo Ji, but if the mistress comes over and says that Mo Ji has their share, saying that this is a steamed bun made of the formula handed down from the old Mo family. What should we do?" Molan asked her grandfather and father.

"What, we are all separated. How can we come and make trouble? Besides, we don't have the prescription uploaded by our ancestors." Mo Changhe stared and said angrily.

"It's not impossible. Just the temper of the second aunt and sister-in-law, maybe..." Mo Changhai's words did not continue, but everyone understood what he meant later.

"Then think about it again." Mo Changhe muttered.

"Why don't we call Quanji's home-cooked food shop. At that time, we will sell steamed buns, porridge, and slowly sell some dumplings or something. At that time, the other shop will be called Quanji's special snack shop to sell new food, so that it can be distinguished. How about it?" Molan pondered for a while and expressed his opinion.

Everyone began to meditate.

"Yes, what Girl Lan said is a good name, and it's easy to remember. At that time, no one will say anything." Mo Quan took the lead in agreeing.

Everyone also thought it was good and agreed.

It's getting dark, and there are no oil lamps in the house. Because the oil is expensive, it is not for ordinary people to get up. Farmers usually eat early in the evening and have a rest after chat.

"Go back to the house and have a rest first. You can't finish the discussion for a while. Let's go to see who owns those places tomorrow and ask them if they want to sell them. Buy the land first and then talk about the rest. Wang asked everyone to go back to the house. There were so many things to discuss that he couldn't finish it for a while.

Molan looked at Grandpa's cigarette bag flashing on the sparks. Because these sparks were a little scary, everyone got off the kang and went back to the house in the dark.

The next day, Mo Quan and Mo Changhe began to go out to inquire about who the land was, and asked them, but they didn't mean to sell it. Qiu and Liu had to be busy with the family's affairs. Erlang and Xiao San'er followed their uncle to read, and Mo Lan talked to Wang.

"Milk, do you have any vermicelli here?" Molan's little hand was helping Grandma with the hemp rope and asked.

"Pink noodles? What is it?" Wang obviously hasn't heard of it.

"It's made of sweet potatoes or potatoes. It's delicious. Whether it's stewed chicken or stewed fish, it tastes good. You can also make soup, fried meatballs, and stewed buns. It's also delicious to put vermicelli in dumplings with vegetarian stuffing." Molan said that the way to eat is a set.

"There are so many uses. We have potatoes in our house. Let's try it tomorrow." Wang's curiosity was aroused by what Molan said.

"I want to, but the last procedure of vermicelli is to take it out and freeze it at night. Now it doesn't work at this time. It has to be done before winter." Molan is a little helpless. She wants to get a new one quickly, so that she can have a gimmick, but no matter how urgent she is, she has to be able to do it.

"You girl has talked for a long time and can't do it. You are greedy." Wang looked at Molan angrily.

"Hey hey." Molan smiled and then said, "I've thought about our steamed buns. There are several kinds of stuffing we can make now, such as beef and green onion, beef hot pot, pork green onion, pork thorn sprouts, pork bright leafy vegetables, vegetarian leek, eggs and leek tofu, and chili cabbage. In the future, when you have cabbage, you can also make mutton cabbage, pork and sauerkraut. When the vegetables come down, you can also make pork beans, pork celery, pork zucchini, zucchini eggs, pickled cabbage vermicelli, and cabbage vermicelli. As Molan spoke, she felt that sour water began to come out of her mouth, and her saliva was about to flow down. She wanted to eat it very much.

"You girl, look at you, your saliva is flowing down. Wipe it quickly and don't flood my room in a while." Wang took the sole of the shoe, raised his chin, and motioned Molan to wipe it.

Molan hurriedly wiped her mouth with her hand. How shameful it was to drool. As soon as she wiped it, it was dry. Why not? She looked up at her grandmother doubtfully, only to find that there was a crystal smile in her eyes.

Molan pouted and said, "Milk, if you don't take such a desty, there is saliva, there is saliva, you tease people, I don't follow, I don't follow you." As he spoke, he shook Wang's arm.

"Akay, okay, I won't talk about it. Can't you say it if you don't say it? If you shake it again, I'll fall apart." Wang said with a smile that it is rare for her granddaughter to have such a coquettish and lovely side. Usually, she is always too old, and she doesn't want her granddaughter to live too tired. The two grandparents had a meeting again, and then talked about the business.

"Milk, it's better to drill a well in the yard. Although there are many rivers in our mountains, there are several, but there is a distance. It is also a trouble to carry water every day. It would be much more convenient to drill out wells. If there is a large vegetable cellar, we have to store more vegetables. If we don't have vegetables in time, we won't be able to make them. Molan said what she thought in her heart.

"A well may not be able to produce water. It depends on luck. It's good to dig a bigger vegetable cellar, but these are all laborious work. It can't be completed after taking the house for a month. Wang frowned a little after listening to Molan's words.

"It's okay. I've thought about it. A month is definitely not enough. Let's build a stove there first, steam some steamed buns, put them in a wooden box, sew a small quilt on it, and then push it to the Xue family's courtyard to sell it. First, we can make some money, and the other is Those craftsmen, we are repairing shops and let them eat in the future, so that everyone knows that we have shops and taste our steamed buns, so that we don't have to worry about running out of business after opening. Molan thought of the situation, and now he directly said his opinion.

"In this way, your father will be in charge of repairing the house, and your mother and I will be in charge of the steamed buns. Do it well. I don't believe that we can't do it well. Wang is still very supportive of Molan's idea.

The two agreed that as for how to make the stuffing of steamed buns in the future and what they will sell, they have to talk about the time to do it. Molan thought about it and said an important question: "Milk, let my brother and mistress go to private school after planting. You don't need them to open a shop. It's the right thing to go to a private school.

"Let Erlang go when he is done, but Xiao San'er is still too young. Do you want to use it now?" Wang originally hoped that her grandson would go to a private school. Mo Lan thought of going with her, but she didn't agree to let Xiao San also go. Xiao San'er was still young, and now it's a little early.

Molan thought for a moment. The third child was only 5 years old, and now she went a little early, especially in the village. It was not too late to go at the age of 7. After thinking about it, she nodded to Wang Shi and signaled to listen to her opinion.

In a blink of an eye, it was dinner time. The family sat at the dinner table and began to report their achievements today while eating by the Mochang River.

Molan listened carefully. Ten mu of land was discussed for six mu. The half of the six mu of land on the roadside is waste land in the village. One or two can be bought. Two and a half mu are grown vegetables, which are Liu Dagou and Chen Er's respectively. One mu and three taels of silver can be bought.

The other three mu are medium-sized fields, one mu needs six taels of silver, and there are still four mu that have not been negotiated. These four mu have three mu in the middle, which is Liu Si's in the village. He thinks that there is little silver and refuses to sell it. One acre requires eight ta

Finally, there is another acre from Chen Dafa's family in the village. There are four mu of land in his house. He wants to sell it in full. He wants to sell it for ten taels per acre, but he will not sell it if it is less.

After listening to this, Mo Lan thought to herself that the land in that place is usually almost six taels and one mu, and there is no high-quality field. Now it seems that her family wants to buy it. This is the starting price of the land.

"He'er, I'm going to transplant rice seedlings tomorrow. Those companies promised to sell them. You can go to the patriarch and Lizheng Dibao early tomorrow morning and ask them to help you complete the formalities. After that, let's buy some gifts to thank them. As for those who don't want to sell, let's cool down for Forget the two, it's not short of his acre of land. After drinking the porridge, Wang put down the bowl and made the decision.

Molan nodded secretly. Today, the Xue family had sent the money, and the time of coming also aroused onlookers. Fortunately, the people of the Xue family did not explain their intention. If they gave the money in front of everyone, they were afraid that they would buy more expensive.

"Um, listen to my mother. I'll go to Uncle Liu and help me with the formalities early tomorrow morning. Mo Changhe answered.

The night passed as usual. When Molan got up early in the morning, she found that her grandfather and father had gone to the ground. Even Qiu and Liu had gone down to the ground to transplant seedlings. After a while, Qiu Shi came with his two sons and eldest grandson. Several people were not polite. Seeing that the people had gone to the ground, they did not Go.

Molan entered the stove, and her mother and aunt went to the ground. After lunch, she, her grandmother and Momei had to be busy. What should they do to eat? This transplanting rice seedlings is very laborious, and they have to make some delicious tonic.

She looked at the basket, and grandpa brought two catties of meat, as well as bean sprouts, lettuce, leeks, and twenty eggs.

Molan looked at the fat and lean meat, and her heart was moved. Let's make braised pork. Although it takes a lot of meat to make this, it is satiable. The oily and fragrant braised pork is served with white rice. It's very delicious.

Molan told Wang her idea. Wang was stunned at first. She could eat a lot of these two catties of meat. She wanted to refuse, but looking at her granddaughter's little face full of [excitement], she swallowed her words back. That's all. Why did she eat it? Since her granddaughter wants to Yes.

Cruly, he cooked two rice in the pot over there, and began to blanch the meat by boiling water here to prepare for the braised pork.

The second rice is a specialty of the Northeast. Put millet and rice in it and cook it together. When the sand is boiled, take out the rice and continue to steam it. The remaining rice soup in the pot can be drunk. It tastes fragrant and refreshing, and it also has a sweet taste, which not only quenches thirst but also nourishes people. It's a feature. ( To be continued