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Chapter 20 Is this really happening?

Chapter 20 Is this really done?

Author: Winter Moon

Chapter 20 Is this really done?

The spring breeze is blowing and the warm sun shines brightly.

The season for transplanting rice seedlings is coming soon, and Wenchang Village is full of busy scenes.

The adults were busy sorting out the paddy fields. When the hoe was dug, the loaches and eels rolled out with the mud and water. The children carrying buckets and carrying bamboo dolls were waiting aside early, and quickly stepped forward to catch the fat loaches and laughed.

This is the happiest time for the children in the village. If you are lucky, you can catch a bucket of small fish, loaches, and of course you will hold a few eels. You will go home to raise them, and you will be careful to remove the internal organs.

Add a little oil to the pot and fry it, add a little sauerkraut you made yourself, and cook it into a snow-white and rich soup, which will make the yard fragrant.

Of course, this is another yard, but it is not in the yard of Baijia. Because the children are so old that they are very disconnected, the boys are six or seven years old between the wormwood and the wormwood root. Baijiawood has to be busy all day long and catch loaches.

Have lost interest.

The loofah roots were too small, and before she could touch the loach, she threw herself into mud before she could touch it. Bai Fu'er sighed at the white paddy field. She was afraid of lees and dared not go down.

"Dad, please catch me some."

In the evening, Bai Fuer became coquettish and knew that her father's paddy fields had not been sorted out, and said, "I want to eat."

Bai Changfu happily washed his face, "Daughter, the meat in the house is so fragrant, the loach smells like earthy, what does it mean to taste?"

"I don't care, I want it."

Seeing that the little girl's mouth was so pouting that she could hang an oil bottle, Bai Changfu smiled happily, "Okay, that dad will catch you tomorrow."

In this way, Bai Fuer was so happy that he pulled her father and said he wanted to turn the sugarcane into sugarcane juice.

Bai Changfu looked at the pile of sugarcane, thinking that the sugarcane was hard, his daughter might not be able to bite it. He had always loved his daughter and remembered that there was an object in the storage room, which might be useful, and he would go soon.

Moved out.

"Dad, what is this?"

It looks like a stool, something strange.

Bai Changfu put down the bench, fetched water and started washing it, and said, "What your uncle brought back is what the rich people in the city use to squeeze juice."

His elder brother thought well, and when their parents were old, they could not bite them, they squeezed some juice. When they got it back, her mother scolded her. She couldn't even withdraw her. She put her in the storage room and ate the dust.

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Bai Fuer looked carefully and saw that the stool was a little uneven, tilted towards one end, with a large groove at the front end, next to a juice outlet, and a circular groove connected between the juice outlet and the large groove, and at the upper rear end after the juice outlet

There is a press rod with a circular protrusion in the middle of the rod, which fits just into the large groove.

She tried it and her eyes lit up. This thing is a simple version of juicer, with a leverage principle and it saves effort.

After cleaning it, Bai Changfu took a piece of sugar cane, washed it and cut it into small sections and put it into a groove. He lifted the squeeze rod and pressed it hard, and the sugar cane juice flowed downwards after the juice was released.

The sugarcane juice drips to the ground, Bai Changfu was a little ashamed. He just thought about squeezing the juice and forgot to get the bowl.

Bai Fu'er brought a bowl and squatted on the ground to pick it up. After a while, she took a bowl of juice. She took a sip and narrowed her eyes happily. It was so sweet.

"Daughter, is a bowl enough?"

Seeing that his daughter was drinking happily, Bai Changfu was happy. Bai Fuer also brought a sip of his father with a bowl. He was fed a bite of sweet sugar cane juice by his daughter. Bai Changfu felt even more refreshed and full of body

Have power.

"Oh, this tastes good, Dad will squeeze you another bowl."

Wen Shi came in and glared at the father and daughter with a angrily look, "I just said that I couldn't move my legs for a day, and said, "Why, I'll be energetic if I pamper my daughter?"

Bai Changfu didn't raise his head, and said happily: "This sugarcane juice is sweeter than just chewing it. No wonder my family likes it."

This side yard is home to a second-bedroom Bai Changfu family and a third-bedroom Bai Changqing. Bai Guoer and Bai Yegen siblings came back and saw a juice stool. They were very interested and they both wanted to squeeze it in person. Bai Changfu was also

Following them, they cut sugarcane for them from the side, and they tossed from evening until dark. During dinner, everyone at home drank sugarcane juice.

Sweet things can always bring people pleasure, even Li Po said, "It looks scary and green, but it tastes good."

In this way, Bai Fuer officially started to cook brown sugar early the next morning, and the purpose was to eat brown sugar steamed buns.

Baihua'er in the big room, Baiguo'er and Baiyegen from the second room all joined in. The four brothers were very busy. Everyone was not very strong. They didn't waste the sugarcane bagasse Baifu'er, and they squeezed it out.

Calling a cycle.

When lunch was almost ready, the 100 kilograms of sugar cane were squeezed out by them. From morning to noon, several people felt their arms were sore.

"Fu'er, this one can really make brown sugar. The brown sugar is red, and the color is not right."

Baihua'er looked entangled. The color of the sugarcane juice was so ugly that she felt poisoned if she drank it again.

Bai Fuer was very confident, "Let's give it a try, what if it succeeds, then we will eat brown sugar steamed buns tomorrow."

Baiguoer smiled and said, "I heard a very luxurious way to eat it. Add peanuts and sesame to the brown sugar and wrap it into the pancake. The sides of the fried noodles are browned and it tastes so delicious when you bite it."

Bai Fu'er thought that it was the brown sugar Guokui, it must be delicious and delicious.

Zhang, who came over to ask them to have a meal, felt a little sad when he heard these words. These kids really dared to think that it would be great to drink a bowl of brown sugar with water. He dared to take it out to make pancakes for them.

"Don't harm the brown sugar in your family. No one dares to take care of your milk."

One by one, too brave.

Bai Fu'er looked at a basin of sugar cane juice with her small waist, thinking to see her make brown sugar, and eating whatever she wants, blinding the big eyes of her family, hum!

After lunch, she continued to get busy. Baiguoer boiled water. She stepped on the stool to observe the situation in the pot. Li Po saw a few busy people shook her head helplessly. Is brown sugar so easy to make? Or is it the other person

A secret recipe?

Forget it, they won’t give up without letting a few little people go, and they don’t know how to make trouble with her.

Po Li turned around and went into the house to take a nap, but when she woke up, she found that the fire was still burning in the kitchen. She came out again to bring the firewood Baiguoer and smiled dryly at her and quickly entered the kitchen.

Po Li took a deep breath. How much firewood has this harmed?!

She walked quickly towards the kitchen, no matter how bad it was!

As soon as I entered the kitchen door, I smelled a sweet smell. Something in the pot was bubbling. When I approached, I saw that the things in the pot had turned into sand red, lighter than the brown sugar color, but the smell was already very

Close.

Is this really done?
Chapter completed!
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