Chapter 101 Picking up the tower

"I heard you say it's a strange fragrance. What about the cold noodles?" It's funny for Wang to look at his granddaughter.

"There are many kinds of cold noodles, including rolling noodles, rice noodles, cold noodles, and mung bean noodles. After getting it out, add tendons, bean sprouts or shredded cucumbers, add seasonings, add some spicy oil and sesame sauce, and you won't get tired of eating! Especially on hot days, it tastes spicy and refreshing, and it's very enjoyable!" Molan said this as if she remembered something. She hurriedly asked Wang, "Oh, milk, I haven't seen sesame sauce here. Is there any place to sell it?"

"Sesame sauce? Is it made of sesame seeds? Tell me how you did it." Wang obviously hadn't heard of this and asked Molan doubtfully.

"It seems that you need to wash the sesame seeds, dry them, stir-fry them in a pan, and then grind them. It should be fine when you grind them. When the time comes, mix them with some water or oil, which is sesame sauce. By the way, you can also grind some huā and break them. This is also It must be very good to join in when the time comes. Molan just knows how to make this thing. What she has eaten before is a finished product that she has never made.

"Yes, let's try it when the rice is cleaned up. It's just that cold noodles. Didn't you say it's good to eat on a hot day? It's going to be cold. Do you still need to do it this year? After thinking about it, Wang raised his own questions.

"Do it. If it's cold, eat fried cold noodles. It's better to stir-fry cold noodles. In summer, we eat cold noodles, and stir-fried noodles when it's cold. It's just..." Molan paused here. She looked up at the sky and said softly, "I'm afraid those craftsmen will stop working in another month or two. We are afraid that there will be no business to do when the time comes. When they start work next spring, we may not have much income in these three or four months.

"Well, it can't be done. It's cold here. If it's better in the town, someone will definitely go to the shop to eat. How can anyone come all the way in our place? It can only be a few months in winter." Wang knew that her granddaughter was telling the truth, but she had no way to solve it.

"It's okay. We can pick up pecans and pine pagodas in a few days. When we go up the mountain, we can pick them up more. When it's cold, we can just pick these and use them for new dishes next spring." Molan was happy at the thought of going up the mountain.

"You girl, you have a lot of Taoism. There are really a lot of towers on the mountain, but it's rare to do it. The tower is full of oil, and it can't be washed clean for a few days after touching it. You don't want to pick it up. It's better for you to think about these things every day. Wang picked up the braised rice and put it next to it. He looked at his granddaughter's face and smiled.

The Mo family's rice was almost dried in the sun for several days, and all the rice poles in the field were collected and burned as firewood. And the Mo family also began to take time to rub up the bracts.

Mochanghe specializes in picking rice, taking a prismatic awl, rushing to a channel in two rows, and then throwing it there for the rest of the people to rub.

When it's time to rub the rice, take a rubbed bract core and the bract the bract. As soon as the two hands work hard, the rice will fall down. In this way, it is much more labor-saving than rubbing directly.

"This year's rice is really not bad. After two days, you can pull the long river to your uncle Cui's house in Cuizhuang to grind some braised rice noodles. Let's eat it by ourselves. Feed the thick bran to the pigs, and then make some well-cooked porridge." Mo Quan said to his son while rubbing the rice.

"Dad, I'll pull it in two days, pull two more bags of wheat, and grind the noodles together." Mo Changhe didn't raise his head to the rice.

"Zhong, Dad will go with you. By the way, I also went to see Brother Zhang's house to see if the Daping subway pot we ordered has been cooked. Mo Quan still remembered the flat pot he ordered at home. This pot was what his wife said to be used for. Anyway, he didn't understand the new food.

"Zm, let's go later. I guess it's almost done." Mo Changhe straightened up, straightened his back, soothed his back, and rushed up again.

This day, Molan had just finished lunch and was wondering if she had gone up the mountain that day to see if the pine pagoda and pecans had fallen. My family has been experimenting with the white steamed bun and bacon for the past two days.

The steamed bun was either hot or light, and the taste of the bacon was not as good as Molan used to eat. She watched the experiment full of interest, and she sat down a little. She wanted to go up the mountain, and she wanted to pick up the pine pagodas and pecans, but the family was not very interested and did not let her go alone.

"Lanlan, what are you wandering around?" A question came, and Molan, who was bored in the front yard, saw Liu Hu carrying a basket to deliver eggs.

"Brother Huzi is here. Recently, he hasn't sent eggs frequently. Is it that the chicken lays eggs?" Molan smiled at Liu Hu and led him to put the eggs.

"It's getting cold, and the chicken lays much less eggs. My mother said that she probably won't lay eggs for a while. We have to wait until the beginning of spring next year." Liu Hu smiled and followed Molan and chattered.

"Oh. Yes, people want cat winter, and this chicken also wants cat winter, otherwise they won't lay eggs when they are tired. Brother Huzi, I'm making hamburgers. It's delicious. You can try two when it's ready. Molan and Liu Hu chatted while putting eggs in the basket.

"No, you are going to do business. I don't eat. Why didn't you do it? I think you like to make food very much?" Liu Hu blushed and was very happy that Mo Lan asked him to eat that kind of Chinese hamburger, which showed that Lan Lan and he were not outside. But he can't really eat her food, and he can't say that he is greedy when the time comes.

"I've been doing it for several days. I want to go up the mountain to pick up the pine pagoda and pecans, but they won't go with me." Molan's little mouth pouted slightly.

"I'll go with you. It just so happens that I'm fine at the moment. I'll take you to pick it up." Liu Hu looked at the little mouth of the girl in front of him and said it out. He didn't want her to be unhappy.

"Really! Let's go. I'll take you to find my milk. With you, I guess she will let me go. At that time, who will pick up more in our competition? You will definitely not be able to pick me up. Molan was excited when she heard Liu Hu's words, and finally someone accompanied her up the mountain.

Liu Hu looked at her full of brilliance, and an indescribable emotion flowed in his heart. The two of them put the eggs, Mo Lan ran forward, and Liu Hu strode behind him.

"Milk, Brother Huzi sent the eggs, and I have put them away. He said that he would accompany me up the mountain to pick up the tower. Let's take the egg money back to him when we come back." Molan ran to Wang and grabbed the corner of her clothes and said happily.

"You girl, you want to run to the mountain all day long and pull the tiger together. It's okay. I'm going crazy with you." Qiu is turning over the white steamed bun in the subway pot. She can't control the heat of this steamed bun. Looking at her daughter's hard work to go up the mountain, she can't help saying her daughter's words. I don't know who this girl is like. She wants to go up the mountain all day long and doesn't want to Yes.

"Mom, you'd better pull it. Just let me go. Now with Brother Huzi, I'm sure I won't run away." Seeing that her mother had a problem, Mo Lan quickly loosened Wang's clothes and ran over to pull Qiu's arm.

"Yes, aunt, I'll accompany Lanlan. I will definitely take good care of her and not let her run around." Liu Hu also made a promise.

"Don't drag it. Look, the cake is burnt again. You girl, go, go. I can't control you. Don't run around. Qiu had no choice but to allow her to go.

"Dair Lan, your mother doesn't count. You have to come and beg Grandpa, and Grandpa will allow it." Mo Quan and Mo Changhe were cutting firewood. Hearing the conversation between his daughter-in-law and granddaughter, he put down his axe, squatted on the ground, and said to Molan.

"It's not serious!" Wang's eyes were full of ink with a smile in his eyes.

"Grandpa, good grandpa, grandpa is the best. Just let Lan'er go." Molan hurried to beat Grandpa's back. She knew that Grandpa was teasing herself, but she was willing to cooperate.

"Eh-yeah, the girl Lan hammered really hard. Let's go. I'll pull up the shelf car to accompany you. Today, let's pick up a shelf car tower and come back." Mo Quan stood up with a smile, changed his clothes, and several people walked to the back mountain.

Molan trotted all the way. She likes to go into the mountains to pick up things. Whether it's mountain vegetables, mushrooms or tower pecans, she likes to pick them up. Every time she looks at the basket full of things, she has a special sense of accomplishment.

"Master, look, tower." Before he reached the back of the mountain, Molan found the falling pine tower under the pine trees by the roadside.

The size of the pine tower is not very large. The color is emerald green, wrapped in layers, and there is pine oil on it. Be especially careful when picking it up. Don't be stained with pine oil, otherwise it will not be easy to wash off.

"I also have one here." Liu Hu also found one and picked it up and shouted happily.

"Haha, the one picked up by Huzi is bigger than mine. Let's go. It should be much older in front of us. Let's go to the front to pick it up." Molan was very excited and ran to the mountain ahead quickly. There were more pine trees on the mountain, much more than on the side of the road. It was not too late to pick up the time to wait for the road.

At the foot of the mountain, Mo Quan put the rack car, and the three of them carried the basket to the pine forest. There was a big sack in the basket, so there was no need to pack it.

"I have one, two, wow, under this tree, I picked up seven towers, all of which are good. There are still two people who have been gnawed by squirrels. Master, Brother Huzi, and squirrels have gnawed. Don't pick them up. Mo Lan shouted at the two of them.

"Oh, I see." The two looked at Molan with a happy face, answered her and began to pick it up separately.

"Here is another one. This is really big. It is estimated that there will be two taels of pine nuts. Molan picked up a big one, and the corners of her mouth were more open.

The basket was full. Molan took out the ** bag and poured the tower in. It was so heavy. She frowned. There was nothing she could do. She dragged the sack under a pine tree. After putting it away, she looked at the direction and carried the basket forward. ( To be continued