After a while, Mrs. Zhou brought half a basket of dried dogwood to her mother: "Mom, here are the leftovers from the previous year. These fruits are everywhere on the mountain. If you like to eat them, I will wash your newly picked dogwood later.

Clean it, steam it, dry it and store it!"

Xiao Qing's hands went deep into the basket, and he picked up the dried fruits from the bottom of the basket and threw them up. Fortunately, it was a drought day, and even the dried dogwood from the previous year was not moldy, and the water had been drained, and it still smelled good.

fragrance.

But she will never be impulsive and taste it again. Although the freshly picked ones are a bit sour and bitter, the taste is indeed not delicious.

She grabbed a handful and looked carefully. If ground into powder, would it be the same as chili powder?

"Xiao Chengniang, is the stone mill at the end of the village still used?" Xiao Qing asked.

Zhou raised her head and looked at the stone mill at the end of the village. There was no one around her: "Mom, no one is using it."

There are two stone mills in Yaoshan Village, one in the village and one at the head of the village. The one at the head of the village is too small. People in the village grind wheat and beans at one time. It is too slow and far away. Over time, the stone mill will be used.

There are few people there, but their family has used it before when grinding wheat.

Xiao Qing snorted and said with a smile: "Go and do your work, I'll go take a look later!"

A few people don't care what my mother wants to do. They only know that they will help her do whatever she wants to do.

Half an hour later, Xiao Qing carried half a basket of dried dogwood to the stone mill. Seeing that there were wheat grass growing on the stone mill and some soil on it, Xiao Qing began to clean the stone mill and asked Qiao Cheng to help her clean it.

Rinse the stone mill with water and wait until it is dry. It is almost noon.

Xiao Qing then poured the dried dogwood into the funnel and began to grind it.

This stone grinder has been used for a long time, and some of the concave and convex teeth inside have been smoothed, and some have been smashed, so it is very laborious to push it.

Xiao Qing didn't let anyone else do this job. She could grind and walk in exchange for grain and food, and let other people push it, but nothing came of it. She might as well push it, but it was too tiring.

After grinding for a long time, no powder from the dogwood fragments came out. She filled the funnel again and continued to push. When the funnel was halfway empty, the powder flakes fell out along the grinding disc, and slowly more and more powder fell out.

She looked at the ground cornel powder and Xiao Qing smiled. Although the color was darker, there were bright red flakes, but it was just right.

She looked around and saw that no one was around, then called out Xiaochao. She first checked how many steps were left. She went to the mountains early this morning and found that there were thousands of steps. Adding in the remaining steps from yesterday, she should be able to exchange them for chili powder noodles.

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Xiao Qing took a look and found that there were indeed quite a few, probably more than 8,000 steps. She quickly scrolled to the page of condiments and saw that authentic Sichuan spicy rice noodles and chili powder noodles cost a thousand steps per kilogram. This system mall

Is the price starting from the floor?

A three to four kilogram pigeon only takes more than a thousand steps. What kind of authentic Sichuan spicy rice noodles are more expensive than pigeon meat per kilogram?

She wanted to beat the system again, but she finally held back. After all, the system now belongs to me, he is the seller, he sets the price, and she can choose not to buy it.

After Xiao Qing placed her order, a small sack of chili powder noodles was delivered to her.

She mixed dogwood powder noodles and chili powder noodles together. Rather than mixing them together, it was more like the chili powder noodles. The two looked about the same color, but the Sichuan spicy seeds were really good. They had no seeds and smelled delicious.

Don't rush people.

Xiao Qing went home and took a bowl, put some ground cornel powder and chili powder into the bowl, and then went to the thatched shed.

It was already noon, and Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Qin were cooking.

Xiao Qing walked to the thatched shed and handed them a bowl of dogwood powder: "I'll fry some meat for you later, put some dogwood powder in it, try it?"

When Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Qin thought of the bitter taste, their faces were full of rejection, but their mother wanted to eat it, so they didn't say anything and listened to her words.

Xiao Qing decided to cook the food herself. She washed the meat first and then cut it into thin slices. Without onions, ginger and garlic, she had to make do with cooking.

In her previous life, she lived alone all year round and did a lot of housework by herself, including cooking.

Qiao Yu lit the fire below, and when the pot was hot, Xiao Qing put in the lard and meat.

Mrs. Qin and Mrs. Zhou on the side felt distressed when they saw their mother adding oil to the meat while cooking. It was such a waste.

However, the moment the oiled meat was stir-fried, the aroma exploded out along with the white smoke. Zhou and Qin, who were surrounding the stove, couldn't help but swallow their saliva. The children outside asked about the aroma of the fried meat.

, all ran over and stood under the thatched shed, watching the red and white meat becoming cooked bit by bit, and it was so fragrant that they stretched their heads into the pot.

Xiao Qing put some salt, grabbed a handful of dogwood noodles, threw them into the pot and stir-fried them together until the meat was almost cooked, then sprinkled the gynostemma pentaphylla that the children had found in the morning.

, the sizzling sound, the refreshing aroma of vegetables, and the aroma of meat make people unable to help but take a few big bites.

After the vegetables were fried, Xiao Qing took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Qiao Cheng: "Come on, Xiao Cheng, how do you like the taste?"

Children have the most delicate tastes. If they can tolerate spicy food, adults can naturally tolerate it, not to mention there are people who like spicy food.

Qiao Cheng took a mouthful of meat and vegetables and blew on it. He couldn't wait to put it into his mouth. Because the food was too hot, Qiao Cheng chewed two mouthfuls and then fanned his mouth: "Hot, hot, hot..."

Mrs. Zhou helped her blow air: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you! Does it taste good?"

The more Qiao Cheng chewed, the more flavorful and fragrant he became. However, after the meaty smell disappeared, there was a taste in his mouth that he had never tasted before. It was spiciness, not the bitterness and spiciness of dogwood fruit, but spiciness that hit the brain.

hot.

He took another bite. This time he was not too hasty, but ate slowly. Halfway through the meal, he couldn't help it anymore and shouted: "Mom, water, water, spicy, so spicy..."

Xiao Qing was very satisfied when he saw his expression. The spiciness had covered up the taste of the dogwood, and he could basically pass the test.

Qiao Cheng took a sip of water and after the spicy taste subsided, he asked curiously: "Grandma, is this our Cornus officinalis noodles? Why does it taste like this? It's delicious!"

Xiao Qing asked: "Don't ask this, tell grandma, can you accept the spiciness of this taste besides the meaty taste?"

Qiao Cheng thought about it for a while, then smiled and nodded: "Well, it's delicious. Grandma can make it spicier. I really want to eat millet rice. It will taste delicious with millet rice."

Xiao Qing smiled and said, "I'll satisfy your little mouth later."

With Qiao Cheng's words, she was reassured. She had never tasted the spiciness of dogwood. Although she ate the freshly ripe fruit, in fact, dogwood had a history of being used as a condiment by the ancestors.

It had been a long time since she had tasted the real spiciness of dogwood as a side dish.

However, chili peppers can dominate the spicy world and replace dogwood and mustard, which means that the taste of chili peppers cannot be replaced by them, and it is even more suitable for human mouth than them. Most modern people like to eat spicy food.
Chapter completed!