Crossing the Unknown Country

Su He went to the kitchen to mix the dough for the fried dough sticks and squeezed out a small pot of oil. She could finally fry the fried dough sticks today. Just thinking about it made her happy. Fried dough sticks and bean paste are a perfect match. She simply ground millet, peppercorns, and star anise into powder using a small grinder, boiled water to make a paste, ground soybeans into powder and put them in, as well as peanuts, spinach, and tofu strips. It would be even better if there were vermicelli. It didn't matter if there was no bean paste, but a pot of fragrant bean paste was still cooked. Su He tasted it and found it was moderately salty and tasted good.

Youtiao can be fried now. This is the first time I have made it here. I did not make big ones, but small ones. When they were put into the oil pan and expanded rapidly, Su He knew it was successful.

After frying the dough sticks, Su He brought over some wet noodles from his home and fried some Sanzi. Fried noodles with Sanzi was something he discovered by accident. It was delicious and easy to make. There would definitely be enough for tonight, and Su He brought all the fried ones to the table with satisfaction.

She called out to her grandmother across the wall: "Grandma, Grandpa, come over for dinner. I've prepared everything."

Her grandmother said, "Okay, we'll be there right away."

The family sat at the dinner table, looking at the bean paste and fried dough sticks made by Su He, and they all thought they must be delicious. There are so many good things in the bean paste, and the fried dough sticks are fried directly in oil, how can it not be delicious.

The bean paste has a rich aroma, and the fried dough sticks are crispy and delicious. The combination of the two is really good.

Su He smiled and said, "Dough sticks and soy milk are a perfect match. Dipping the dough sticks in soy milk will make them delicious."

Tomorrow morning I will grind some soy milk and eat it with fried dough sticks. Then you can try a different flavor.

Grandma Su He looked at her with satisfaction and said, "Our good girl made my life meaningful by eating so many delicious foods."

Su He said to her grandmother coquettishly, "Grandma, this is what I should do. I can think of this because I have such a good family like you who indulge me."

Grandpa Su He smiled and said, "If you don't spoil your own children, who else will? This is what we adults should do."

Su He looked at her grandparents and parents, and it was in this family that she felt unconditional love. She had experienced a previous life, and knew that not all parents and relatives were like this, and there were also parents who did not love their children.

The family had a happy dinner, and Su Heniang put her worries to rest. The oil press machine was not made in vain. In the future, she can eat as much oil as she wants. She grows her own peanuts and melon seeds, so oil will be very cheap in the future.

Last time when I was preparing to press oil, I planted some at home and scattered some melon seeds in the open space on the back mountain. Su He said that it is also a flower, and it will grow as long as there is land and sunshine.

They directly found a piece of sandy land and planted one acre of peanuts. Since no one wanted sandy land anyway, they bought one acre of land from the village at a very low price. They also asked several good families to buy one acre to plant peanuts, and then sold them to them when the harvest came. They harvested as much as they could, and if they wanted to plant one more acre, they could, but the seeds were a bit expensive. But the next season, they were cheaper, and of course the price of the seeds would go down.

They all went to bed early at night because they had to get up early the next day and follow Su He's mother back to her parents' home together.

Su He's mother thought about it early in the morning. When she got up, she saw that it was still dark, so she didn't call Su He and the others to get up. She first ground the beans that she had soaked last night into pulp and cooked soy milk. She also squeezed some more fried dough sticks, which she had also mixed last night.

After Su He's mother had prepared breakfast, Su He's father and Su He got up and washed up. When Su He saw that breakfast was already on the table, he knew that his mother was so excited that she couldn't sleep last night and got up early to cook breakfast.

They ate fried dough sticks and soy milk. Su He's father said as he ate, "This is really as delicious as Su He said, especially when soaked in water."

Su He's mother smiled and said, "Our Su He is a natural chef. You can learn how to cook just by watching her."

Su He was really ashamed. This was the crystallization of the wisdom of thousands of people. She was just a carrier of modern technology. Was she a genius? It was then that she remembered a saying: all geniuses are given by God and cannot be forced.