The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

  Chapter 71 Bamboo Slips One

   "Sweet soap!"

  Yan's second son immediately thought of the kind of black **** used long ago.

   Don't look bad, and the taste can't be said, it is very strong in removing oil and dirt.

  Yan Yu blinked and blinked, "I know what xiangnaizi is. With it, why should I change medicine and soap...

ah! My mosquito repellent toilet water! ah! My go-to sunscreen! "

  Li Xuemei said angrily: "Keep your voice down, do you want to wake up the whole village?"

  Yan Yu was discouraged: "Mosquito bags are so itchy." When Mao Mao came back, the first thing she looked for was wormwood.

  Yan's second son felt distressed, found out the medicated soap, scraped some with his nails, gently applied it for her, and kept blowing with his mouth.

   I don't know if it's a psychological effect or it's really useful, but Yan Yu doesn't feel as itchy as before.

  Li Xuemei: "The simplest way is just pig pancreas and plant ash."

   "It's better, add lard, plant ash, acacia, sugar, spices."

  Yan Yu counted: "We have all these! Three freshly killed wild boars, pig pancreas and lard, lard is lard, right?

  There are also beans, isn’t it just bean flour after grinding?

  For granulated sugar, can I use rock sugar instead, and grind it too.

  Spice... This one really doesn't have any, but it's okay if it's not fragrant. "

  She yearns for being able to make cleaning products by herself. As far as this condition is concerned, it doesn't matter whether it smells good or not.

  Yan Lao Er laughed and said: "Okay, I will go to Luo Lao San early tomorrow morning and ask if Zhu Jianzi is still there."

   Is it not important whether it is fragrant or not? Girl, you will know the difference when you make it.

  …

  Yan's second child came back early in the morning after asking for pig pancreas, but the two were still sleeping.

  He boiled a pot of pork blood porridge and sprinkled some leaves of wild wild garlic.

   Invite his brother, eldest nephew, and eldest niece to come over for porridge.

   I also drank a big bowl of Hululu 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 smash it.

  The pancreases of the three wild boars are all here, which is quite a lot. Yan Er Er thought about it and planned to try with a small part first.

   Then he found another small jar to put it in. After pounding for a while, he raised his hand and called his eldest nephew to come over and let him continue pounding.

  Go around the earthen stoves of various houses in the village by yourself, and a dustpan of plant ash will come.

   Didn't see how to do it, but he actually used it.

  I felt that the plant ash was not good enough and not fine enough, so I borrowed a sieve from someone else and sifted it a little bit.

  Yan Yu was called 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.

   Sitting blankly for a while, he finally recovered.

  Looking down, her father was pounding a small jar of dark things, and her mother was frying mung beans.

  Looking far away, everyone in the village is fetching and boiling water.

Um!

   It's still a day to fight dirt.

  Everyone is full of fighting spirit.

  Old Yan and his eldest nephew planned to enter the 'bathing room' that Yan's second son surrounded with cloth, and help each other fetch and boil water.

  Da Ya is helping them prepare acacia water.

   Taking advantage of no one's attention, Yan Laoer took out a few rock candies and smashed them.

   Touched a handful of acacia locusts again, and pounded them.

  Li Xuemei felt that the mung beans were almost fried, and the water was basically dried, so she poured them out.

  Yan's second child continued to make troubles.

  Sweat beads kept falling down.

  Da Ya couldn't help looking around curiously, not knowing what the second uncle wanted to do.

  All kinds of powders are poured into the paste of pig pancreas in no particular order...

   It was enough for the second Yan to look at the ball, and he simply closed his eyes and stirred it all by hand.

  After this busy work, Lao Yan, father and son both washed up, and he was about to finish.

  Yan Yu poked her finger tremblingly.

  It feels... so strange.

   "That's it?" Yan Yu raised her head and asked her father.

  Yan Lao Er shook his head: "There is still lard, wait for me to pour it in."

  The lard that his family had boiled before has not been eaten. The weather is so hot that the taste has changed a bit. Just don't waste it and stir it in.

  Wait until the yellow solid lard is added, and the sticky paste will have an extra layer of warm and shiny.

  Yan Laoer gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth. He rubbed out **** with his hands and put them aside to dry.

  He didn't waste the little bit left in the jar. He just wiped it on his hands and rubbed it with water.

   It is still not delicate enough, with obvious grain roughness, but the bubbles are okay. After rinsing with water, Yan Laoer raised his hands and looked carefully.

   Not to mention, it's really clean.

  Li Xuemei: "Is this a success?"

  Yan Yu didn't dislike the soft and sticky feel anymore, so she wiped it a few times with her small hands and tried to wash her hands.

   "Look, mother!" She kept rubbing her hands, and the foam was more than her father's.

  Yan Huaiwen walked over, his long hair loose.

  Gently swipe your fingers across the rounded ball. It is clearly a question, but it has a certain meaning: "Xiang Nizi?"

   "Brother, I did it, what do you think." Yan's second son was somewhat apprehensive.

  Yan Huaiwen's reaction was quite normal, he nodded in approval and said, "That's right, add some dried flower powder, sandalwood powder, or white monkshood, Angelica dahurica, Atractylodes macrocephala, white silkworm, white ringworm skin..."

  He paused, and said: "This is very good. You can think of using pork fat, which is considered clever."

  Yan Laoer took the opportunity and said: "Haha! I thought lard would be greasy, so I tried to add some to see if it would work, but I didn't dare to do more.

   So, I hit the right button, right? " he asked tentatively.

Yan Huaiwen nodded: "The recipes for this fragrant soap are different from each family. There are one or two things that are different. The senses are different, and the price is different. Pork fat is one of them. It can add a sense of delicacy. Those who know don't talk about it, and those who don't know can't comprehend it. , Unexpectedly, it is such a simple thing.”

  He looked at the pig's pancreas in the wooden basin, rolled up his sleeves: "This thing can't be kept for a long time, I will help you."

   After finishing speaking, he picked up the pestle and started pounding.

  Yan's second son: No! I want to rest! I don't want to pound anymore!

   What else can I do?

  Old 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. Someone from the village came over curiously and took a closer look at what the two brothers were busy with.

   Qi Da saw that Xiucai's father and brother were really not like working people, so he called his younger brother to help.

   Once the Qi family brothers got started, whether it was pig pancreas, mung beans, or acacia, they were all obedient and obedient.

   It should be mushy and mushy, it should be powdery and powdery.

   Yan Laoer saw that there was not enough lard, so he boiled some more.

  After all the materials were turned into balls, the cat that they had been thinking about for a long time finally appeared.

  I saw it bend one paw and walk towards it.

  After approaching, there was a pitiful meow.

   As if exhausted, he collapsed to the ground.

   Looking at you pitifully with a pair of round eyes.

family:…

   Is this going to happen?

   As supporting roles, they must cooperate.

  Yan Yuxian exclaimed, and walked over with her short legs.

  After approaching, he didn't reach out immediately, but looked at the poor little one in distress from a distance.

   Second update~

   Having obsessive-compulsive disorder is really a sin~! After checking the information for four hours, I figured out what each material is. All the information, text and pictures are saved in the file. I feel that I can do it. Then I write it out and copy it directly. Why do I need to study it? , why bother, just follow the instructions on the encyclopedia~~~~

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! so depressed~

  (end of this chapter)