Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

Xia Ming glanced sideways at the two boys, "Hey, you're not going out in the wild today?"

These two boys have been particularly able to go out in the field recently. They don't know what they are doing secretly, and the firewood they collect has become much less.

Da Zhuang has it written all over his face. Can I tell you?

Erzhuang just laughed, his little mouth was as sweet as honey, and he took the initiative to help Xia Mingshuang.

Fruits and syrups are all good things. Feed him whatever you want and you will make money!

The chicken cakes and aiwowo made by his mother made him really popular in the class. Every time he brought them, he would make several classmates cry. The teacher was so angry that he was not allowed to bring such delicious snacks again.

If the jam is ready and he takes some to school and puts it on some snacks or steamed buns, then even the teacher will be crying?

Hey!

Xia Mingshuang was not polite and ordered them to help.

Wash the fruit, remove the stems, peel the fruit when it's time to peel it, cut it into pieces when it's time to do it, and use a small tool she made to directly poke out the core of the hawthorn fruit.

When making the jam, add sugar and some salt. In order to make it sweeter, add some white vinegar to keep it fresh. In addition, you need to be patient and stir until it becomes thick and gelatinous.

The key is sealed bottling. First, the canned bottles must be boiled and sterilized, then bottled directly while the jam is boiling, then steamed on the grate of the large pot, and finally sealed.

This way there will be no bacteria growing and it can be stored for a longer period of time.

At this time, the local seasonal fruits are not expensive, and you can buy a bunch of them for just a dime. The key is that they are not easy to store and expensive to transport, so you can only eat local fruits.

Anyway, Xia Mingshuang has never seen any foreign fruits even in the commune since he came here. Not to mention tropical fruits like bananas and mangoes, there are none like oranges.

If you want to eat, you have to go to Mingcheng.

Mingcheng is a big city. It is the seat of the municipal government and the provincial capital of the province. It has developed land and water transportation and a complete range of goods.

However, those from the south are extremely valuable, and even modern affordable fruits like bananas are not affordable for ordinary families at this time.

Naturally, this kind of jam has to go to Mingcheng to sell it at a good price.

Of course, she did not ignore a few heroes and reserved a can and bottle for eating at home.

Erzhuang couldn't wait to bring the steamed buns over and smear each one with sauce to see which one tastes best.

Although Da Zhuang was arrogant, his movements were not slow. He first took a spoonful of persimmon jam and put it in his mouth. The moment the jam entered his mouth, his narrow phoenix eyes widened instantly, and his eyes burst out with astonishing light.

too delicious!

Sweet, refreshing, sweet but not greasy!

Having been in contact with Xia Mingshuang for a long time, he has learned several words from his ears and eyes.

After swallowing it, he felt that there was still a faint aroma on his taste buds, maybe it was the taste of syrup?

Erzhuang ate the hawthorn sauce first. It was so delicious that he beamed with joy, "It's sour and sweet. Wow, it's really sour and sweet. It's so delicious!"

Miaomiao was a reserved little girl, but she nodded gracefully while eating. Her mind was filled with wonderful words and adjectives, and she quickly pieced together a food composition.

Ever since Xia Mingshuang made chicken cake for the first time, Miao Miao was shocked after eating it. One was the deliciousness of the chicken cake, and the other was the huge change in her mother, which made her so excited that she couldn't help but secretly write about those feelings. That kind of happiness, sweetness, expectation coming true, that feeling that made her feel like she was floating on the clouds.

Ah, I tasted it again this time.

The first time she wrote this kind of composition, she felt that she lacked vocabulary, so she secretly supplemented her knowledge in this area.

Check the dictionary, ask the teacher, anyway, I collected a lot.

This time to describe this jam, her vocabulary is very rich, including elegant, simple, dialect, written language, all kinds of words!

Xia Mingshuang asked Sanjie Gu to eat too.

Third Sister Gu was a little afraid. Wouldn't it be a waste of good food if she ate it by herself? Ever since she was a child, had she ever taken a bite of candy? Have you ever eaten something rare? Not to mention eggs, this kind of fruit, unless it is the peak season, unless the family gives too much and it will spoil, then it is not her turn to eat it.

She never expected that after living for more than 30 years, she would receive the best hospitality from Xia Mingshuang.

This is how children are treated!

Still treated like a pampered and loved child!

She suddenly felt sad and grateful, her eyes were sore, and the sour and sweet jam in her mouth was sweet to her heart.

The little Zaizai next to him has been silent. He is holding his own small bowl with several spoons of jam in it. He is slowly tasting it with the small spoons. Although he may be young, he is slow and unhurried. He is not as wild as his two brothers, but he is gentle.

He felt something strange about Third Aunt, so he held his small bowl in front of Third Aunt and gave it to her, saying in a sweet voice: "Auntie, eat."

Third Sister Gu happily hugged him and said, "Third Sister, I may never give birth to a child as good, handsome, and sensible as you in this life."

If nothing else, Zhan Jiayi can't even compare to his eldest brother's hair.

It happened that Gu Nianjun came to deliver firewood, and when he smelled such a sweet and delicious smell, his feet felt as if they were stuck with super glue and could not move.

Xia Mingshuang gave him a tea bowl and asked him to take it back and eat it with his family. "You can make water to drink, you can spread the steamed buns..."

Before she could finish her words, Gu Nianjun said a random thank you, held one hand in his hand and covered his mouth with the other, and ran away quickly.

As soon as he went out, he was startled to see a group of children, big and small, blocking the alley, and Gu Daman was among them.

Gu Daman was so greedy that she gnawed her fingers. Ouch, her eldest wife’s family has made delicious food again, and she wants to eat it too.

She really wants to be her aunt's child.

It was getting late, and Brother Xia would come over soon to make jam, so Xia Mingshuang quickly spread out some pancakes.

Because it was cold outside, although there was a shed built over the oven, it was not a house after all. It was still cold sitting there spreading pancakes, so she put the griddle in front of the stove and spread it directly with white batter.

Use a spoonful of batter to make a pancake, spread jam directly on it, apply whichever flavor you want, and make the children squeal with happiness.

The second one is the best at tossing, and has to put all kinds of jam on one cake.

It's busy, Brother Xia comes over.

This time it was time for dinner, so Xia Mingshuang naturally wouldn't let him refuse, and just pressed him and started eating.

Brother Xia is a loyal and honest man, similar to Xia's father. He tries not to cause trouble to others, and also tries not to go to other people's houses during meals, so as not to embarrass everyone whether they eat or not.

Seeing Xia Mingshuang's enthusiasm, he couldn't help but sit down and eat jam pancakes.

Just one bite was so delicious that the seven-foot-tall man almost shed tears and his lips trembled, "Mingshuang, this... this is so delicious!"

I am uneducated. I don’t know how to praise it even if I want to. I don’t know how to say it except that it is delicious.

Erzhuang started to lie, "Uncle, we will plant beets on our own land next year. We can make sugar ourselves and eat whatever we want!"