Yan Laoer immediately thought of the dark round balls used a long time ago.
Not only does it not look good, but it also smells bad, it is very powerful at removing oil and stains.
Yan Yu blinked, "I know what Xiangjizi is, and with it, why should I change to soap...
Ah! My mosquito repellent toilet water! Ah! My sunscreen cream!”
Li Xuemei said angrily: "Lower your voice, do you want to wake up the whole village?"
Yan Yu was immediately discouraged: "The mosquito bag is so itchy." When the cat comes back, the first thing she will look for is mugwort.
Yan Laoer felt distressed, so he found the medicated soap, scraped some with his fingernail, gently applied it on her, and kept blowing air with his mouth.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it's really useful, but Yan Yu feels less itchy than before.
Li Xuemei: "The simplest method only requires pig pancreas and plant ash."
Yan Yu counted: "We all have these! Three freshly killed wild boars, pig pancreas and pig fat. Pig fat is just lard."
There are also beans. If you grind them, wouldn’t they become bean powder?
As for granulated sugar, can I use rock sugar instead? It has also been ground.
Spice...this one really doesn’t have any, but it’s okay if it doesn’t smell fragrant.”
She is very eager to be able to make her own cleaning products. As far as this condition is concerned, it doesn't matter whether they are fragrant or not.
Yan Laoer said with a smile: "Okay, I will go to Luo Laosan early tomorrow morning and ask if Zhu Yizi is still there."
It doesn’t matter whether it smells good or not? Girl, you’ll know the difference once you make it.
…
Yan Laoer came back early in the morning after asking for pig pancreas, while his mother-in-law was still sleeping.
He cooked a pot of pig blood porridge and sprinkled some wild garlic leaves on it.
Invite his brother, eldest nephew, and eldest niece to come over for porridge.
I drank a big bowl of it and started to get busy.
First clean the pig pancreas, remove all the white fat and meridians on it, cut it into small pieces and pour it into a wooden basin.
Then use a pestle to mash it.
The pancreas of the three wild boars are all here, which is quite a lot. Yan Laoer thought about it and decided to try it with a small part first.
Then he found a small jar to put it in, and after tinkering for a while, he raised his hand and called his eldest nephew over, asking him to continue tinkering.
I went around the earthen stoves in the village and found a dustpan of plant ash.
I haven't seen how to do it, but he has actually used it.
I felt that the plant ash was not good enough and was not fine enough, so I borrowed a sieve from someone else and sifted it bit by bit.
Yan Yu was woken up by Sister Da Ya.
She was so sleepy that no one except her parents understood her difficulties.
I had to get up in a daze.
After sitting in silence for a while, I finally regained my composure.
Looking down, her father was pounding a small jar of dark stuff, and her mother was frying mung beans.
Looking further away, people everywhere in the village were fetching and boiling water.
Um!
It’s still a day of fighting against dirt.
Everyone is full of fighting spirit.
Lao Yan and his eldest nephew planned to go into Yan Lao Er's "bathing room" surrounded by cloth and help each other fetch and boil water.
Daya is helping them prepare acacia water.
Yan Laoer took out a few rock candies and pounded them while no one was paying attention.
I touched a handful of acacia and pounded it.
Li Xuemei felt that the mung beans were almost fried and the water was basically dried, so she poured them out.
Yan Laoer continued to pound.
Beads of sweat kept falling.
Da Ya couldn't help but look around curiously, wondering what the second uncle wanted to do.
All kinds of powders were poured into the pig pancreas paste in no particular order...
It was enough for Yan Laoer to just look at the lump, so he simply closed his eyes and stirred it all with his hands.
After this whole process, Lao Yan and his son had finished washing, and he was about to finish.
Yan Yu poked with trembling fingers.
It feels...so weird.
"Is this done?" Yan Yu raised her head and asked her father.
Yan Laoer shook his head: "There is still lard left, wait for me to pour it in."
The lard they had boiled before was not finished yet. The weather was so hot and it was a bit stale, so don’t waste it and mix it in.
When the yellow solid lard is added, the sticky dough will have a warm and moist sheen.
Yan Laoer bared his teeth and cracked his mouth. He rolled out balls with his hands and put them aside to dry.
He didn't waste what was left in the jar, just wiped it on his hands, soaked up the water and rubbed it.
It was still not delicate enough, with obvious grainy roughness, but it was still foaming. After rinsing it with water, Yan Laoer raised his hands and looked at it carefully.
Don't tell me, it's really clean.
Li Xuemei: "Is this considered a success?"
Yan Yu didn't dislike the soft and sticky feel anymore, so she wiped it with her little hands a few times and tried to wash her hands.
"Mom, look!" She kept rubbing her hands together, and there were more bubbles than her father's.
Yan Huaiwen walked over, his long hair hanging loose.
He gently traced his fingers over the rounded balls. It was obviously a question, but it had a certain meaning: "Xiangjizi?"
"Brother, what do you think of what I did?" Yan Laoer was somewhat uneasy.
Yan Huaiwen's reaction was quite ordinary. He nodded in approval and said: "Yes, add some dried flower scent powder, sandalwood powder, or white aconite root, angelica dahurica, atractylodes, white silkworm, white ringworm..."
He paused and said: "This is already very good. You are clever enough to think of using pig fat."
Yan Laoer took advantage of the situation and answered: "Haha! I thought lard was greasy, so I tried adding some to see if it would work, but I didn't dare to do more.
So, I got it wrong, right?" He asked tentatively.
Yan Huaiwen nodded: "Each store has a different preparation method for this spicy sauce. It differs by one or two things, and the senses are different, so the price will be different. Pig fat is one of them. It can add a smooth and moist feeling. Those who know it will not talk about it, and those who don't know will not understand it.
, I didn’t expect it to be such a simple thing.”
He looked at the pig pancreas in the wooden basin and rolled up his sleeves: "You can't keep this thing for a long time. I'm going to help you."
After saying that, he picked up the pestle and started pounding it.
Yan Laoer: No! I want to rest! I don’t want to mess with you anymore!
What else could I do?
Lao Yan was so excited that he started to work.
Then do it!
The two brothers were so busy that they didn't even raise their heads. Some curious people from the village came over and got closer to see what the two brothers were busy with.
Qi Da saw that the two Xiu Cai Gong brothers did not look like workmen, so he called his younger brother to help.
As soon as the Qi brothers got started, whether it was pig pancreas, mung beans, or honey locust, they all obeyed it.
When it should become mushy, it becomes mushy; when it should turn into powder, it becomes powder.
When Yan Laoer saw that there was not enough lard, he boiled it some more.
When all the materials turned into balls, the cat they had been missing finally appeared.
I saw it bending one paw and walking towards the ground.
After getting closer, the poor meow--.
As if he had exhausted all his strength, he collapsed to the ground.
Looking at you pitifully with a pair of round eyes.
family:……
Is this going to happen?
As supporting characters, they must cooperate.
Yan Yu exclaimed first and flew over with her short legs.
After getting closer, he didn't reach out immediately, but looked at the poor little plight from a distance.
