Fast through the cannon fodder, she shines brightly

Chapter 265 Widow (20)

After getting the money, Mu Wan ignored the fierce eyes behind her and walked out calmly.

It was such a relief to be able to make that couple speechless.

The village head ran for her, and Mu Wan was not stingy, and quietly handed over a tael of silver, which is a lot of thanks.

The village head's originally serious face suddenly burst into a smile, and he didn't find it troublesome anymore.

Mu Wan went back to the house and hid the money. With Su Dazhu's matter ahead of her, other malicious people must not dare to act rashly again, so she can rest assured.

With money in her pocket again, she went to a family in the village to buy two pieces of tofu and beans and loofah. She cooked the same dry rice at night. She also took a small piece of meat, cut it into thin slices, and cooked it into loofah broth. The tofu slices are deep-fried in rapeseed oil, and then stir-fried in a pan.

The delicious food was placed on the table, and Fang Cheng was surprised to help him run around. Having delicious food was a happy thing for him.

Gouzi has done a great job this time, and Mu Wan gave him extra food to praise him.

Now the dog is much closer to her, and will wag its tail when it sees her, very docile.

In the afternoon, Mu Wan finished half of the embroidery work, then took the machete and walked out. She wanted to go to the mountains.

The last time she saw a field of sorghum growing densely, emerald green and straight, but it was not yet ripe. Now she guessed that the ears of sorghum had turned red, so she wanted to cut them down.

Walking to the hillside, the sorghum stalks were much thicker than before, and the leaves were dense. She chopped one at random, peeled the skin and took a bite. It was crisp and delicious, full of water, and the sweet juice seeped into her throat.

A look of satisfaction flashed across Mu Wan's face. This kind of sweetness can be used to boil sugar. The ancient candy is very expensive. She can sell it after making it. Sorghum grows densely here, so it should be able to squeeze out a lot of sweetness. juice.

Mu Wan chopped off all the sorghum, removed the useless leaves, chopped it into short pieces, and put them in the basket. It took three trips up and down the mountain to finish loading all the sorghum.

She sat on a stool and rested for a while, then peeled the skin and handed it to Fang Cheng. Before Fang Nian could spit out the residue, she pressed it into juice. The taste was particularly sweet. Both children liked it very much and ate it with gusto.Children are prone to tooth decay, so she didn't let them eat more.

She brought back all those sorghum rice, which were so loud that she didn't want to eat them, so she gave them to her neighbors.

"Fang girl, this is all edible rice. You keep it yourself. I can't take it. It's all cooked into Chengzi and they are full." The neighbors thought she was poor and generous, and the sorghum rice was sold for three yuan a catty. , patiently persuaded: "Now that you don't have a backer, you have to plan carefully. Chengzi and the others are still young, so you have to squeeze your fingers tighter. Although you got the money before, there is no extra income, and it will be used up soon. You have to save some food and don’t give it away.”

Mu Wan smiled and said, "Auntie, I know, I still have it at home, so you can keep it at ease."

She kept a basket of sorghum for snacks, and used the rest to boil sugar. The steps were not difficult, squeezed into juice, filtered, poured into a pot and boiled, stirring constantly, skimming off the foam, and finally the sticky sugar water Pour it into a wooden mold and wait for it to solidify to become brown sugar.

She had no tools, so she paid to borrow a millstone and ground it bit by bit. Fortunately, the sorghum had a lot of moisture, and soon a bucket came out. Mu Wan took apart a clean piece of clothing and used it as gauze to filter.

The boiled sugar solution is vermilion in color, with curling steam, and the sweet smell in the air is particularly strong. Fortunately, the doors and windows are closed, otherwise it will definitely disperse.

Mu Wan put the mold aside and waited for it to cool down by itself, then continued to cook the next pot. For dinner, she mixed flour, wrapped brown sugar in it, and cooked brown sugar glutinous rice balls, which were sweet and soft.

All the brown sugar was boiled, and the harvest was very rich. She packed two cloth bags and put them in a cool place.

(End of this chapter)