Rebirth of farming for a living

Li Qiuyan's frustration was visible to the naked eye, and Du Zhaoyang was not a fool.

Naturally, you can see it clearly.

"Then we can't make sesame sauce ourselves?" Du Zhaoyang had some doubts.

Huh?

Yes, sesame paste, Li Qiuyan has made it.

In my previous life, I advocated health and original ecology.

They all thought that the things they bought were not fresh and had too many additives, so there was quite a trend of health preservation.

Li Qiuyan actually tried using a wall-breaking machine to make sesame paste.

Not to mention, the effect produced is really much better than the one purchased.

That being said, you can give it a try.

There is no millstone in Jixiang Hutong, but Du Zhaoyang's family does.

"There is a big millstone in the big kitchen, a small millstone in the small kitchen, and my mother also has a small millstone. It's up to you which one you want to use." Du Zhaoyang was very generous.

Li Qiuyan was happy and turned back to the oil shop.

The oil shop naturally has ready-made sesame seeds.

Li Qiuyan turned back and asked for a pound of sesame oil first.

We also weighed two pounds of sesame seeds.

Now I am satisfied.

After getting on the carriage, Li Qiuyan directed Du Bajin: "Go to Du Mansion first."

The sesame sauce is the most important thing. We already have the pot and meat. We have dried fungus and vermicelli at home. We can buy the remaining vegetables and other things until the vendors come out in the evening.

Du Zhaoyang didn't take Li Qiuyan to the big kitchen. Just a few sesame seeds wouldn't show up at all when put into the big millstone.

I happened to remember that my mother had a small millstone for grinding pearl powder.

It must be just right for Li Qiuyan.

Xu, who had no idea: He is such a filial son to me.

The main courtyard of Du Fu.

Xu had been playing poker all morning. At this time, she had just woken up from her nap and was sitting on a small terrace drinking tea before the game started.

Seeing Du Zhaoyang and Li Qiuyan coming together, Mrs. Xu was overjoyed and said to Li Qiuyan: "You have no conscience, you knew you were here."

He completely ignored Du Zhaoyang.

Du Zhaoyang is not someone who is easily ignored. Before Li Qiuyan could say anything, a big man crowded in front of Mrs. Xu: "Mother, where is the small grinder where you grind pearl powder?"

"It's in the house, what do you want it to do?" Mrs. Xu was very surprised.

Du Zhaoyang raised the thing in his hand and said, "Grind sesame seeds."

Hey, I’m not waiting for Xu’s reaction yet.

Li Qiuyan first pulled Du Zhaoyang aside: "What's going on? How can you use a millstone for grinding pearl powder?"

Really, I thought this Du Zhaoyang was reliable.

After some explanation, Xu finally understood.

"There is a small mill in the small kitchen, which is usually used to grind beans. Can you go and check that one first?" After saying that, he did not forget to explain to Li Qiuyan: "It's not that the one for grinding pearl powder is not for you to use. It's really a little bit... It’s small, I’m afraid it will be inconvenient.”

This is true. How many pearls are there?I used the smallest grinder and it was not very feasible to grind sesame paste.

Why would Li Qiuyan care about this?

Even if Mrs. Xu asked her to use that, she wouldn't use it.

Li Qiuyan secretly glared at Du Zhaoyang.

Mrs. Xu personally led Li Qiuyan to the small kitchen.

Don't tell me, this millstone is really suitable, not too big, not too small, just right.

Aunt Cui had heard the commotion a long time ago and came in. As soon as she heard Li Qiuyan's request, she understood.

Aunt Cui reached out and took the small bag of sesame seeds from Du Zhaoyang's hand: "Second Young Master, Miss Li, let me fry them."

Sesame seeds need to be roasted before grinding.

Li Qiuyan was still a little embarrassed, so Xu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ah Cui is very good at her craftsmanship."

Li Qiuyan naturally knew that Aunt Cui was originally Xu's maid, and she took charge of this small kitchen because of her good cooking skills.

Even though Mrs. Xu likes to eat rare things, every meal cannot be separated from Aunt Cui's cooking.

Although he said there was nothing to worry about, Li Qiuyan still didn't come out of the small kitchen.

I feel a little embarrassed to leave all the work to Aunt Cui.

Who knows, if Li Qiuyan doesn't go out, Du Zhaoyang and Xu won't go out either.

It's not too hot at all.

Li Qiuyan had no time to care about the two of them, so he took the sesame seeds over again, washed them briefly, and handed them to Aunt Cui.

Aunt Cui had already lighted the fire quickly. Following Li Qiuyan's arrangement, she did not put oil in the pot and just fried it like this.

The water vapor on the sesame seeds was quickly fried. Aunt Cui took out a stick of firewood from the stove and continued to stir-fry over low heat.

The sesame seeds slowly turned golden, and the whole room was filled with the aroma of sesame seeds.

Without Li Qiuyan saying anything, Aunt Cui had already reached for the dustpan next to her and shoveled out all the sesame seeds.

Mrs. Xu and Du Zhaoyang were indeed mother and son, with the same expressions and movements, and they all looked at each other intently.

"I'll grind it." Du Zhaoyang looked at the fried sesame seeds, a little eager to try.

Li Qiuyan smiled: "It's not possible now. It needs to be cool before grinding."

Okay, Du Zhaoyang took the dustpan and started shaking it like Li Qiuyan.

When the sesame seeds cooled down, Aunt Cui had already swept the mill.

Now, it’s finally time to grind the tahini.