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"Da Zhuang, look carefully, this is malt, which is the sprout of wheat. Maltose is made from this." Sui He took down the winnowing basket filled with wheat.

The wheat inside has grown to a finger length and is ready to use. I have nothing to do today, so I promised Zhao Dazhuang to teach me how to make maltose. So I will make it today.

"Brother Chen, I didn't expect that this wheat could be used to make sugar." Zhao Dazhuang sighed, and then asked in confusion: "I remember we didn't have so much wheat."

"What are you thinking about? You don't have it, but I don't have it either." Sui He interrupted his thoughts: "I've taught you how to make wheat. You have to chop it into pieces."

"Okay." Zhao Dazhuang took the winnowing basket, pulled off the malt that had grown on it, and cut them into small pieces on the chopping board.

Suihe saw that he needed to cut for a while, so he went back to the kitchen and took out the polished rice that he had steamed early in the morning. In fact, glutinous rice is the best for making malt sugar, but unfortunately, glutinous rice is not only hard to find in this era, but also very expensive. He tried to see if he could make it with polished rice, since it is all rice.

"Brother Chen, I've finished cutting it." Zhao Dazhuang's voice came from the yard.

"Okay, bring the malt in," Sui He responded, and asked Zhao Dazhuang to bring in the cut malt. As soon as Zhao Dazhuang came in, he saw a bucket of rice on the stove: "Brother Chen, what are you doing with the rice? Are you making lunch so soon? Are we having rice for lunch today?"

Sui He rolled his eyes at him in annoyance and said: "Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat. This is for making maltose."

"Hehe" Zhao Dazhuang heard this and smiled embarrassedly, "This malt sugar needs rice, no wonder it is so expensive"

Sui He did not respond. He crushed the malt that Da Zhuang had cut into the japonica rice, stirred it evenly, and placed it in a bucket of warm water.

"Okay, wait three hours and then we can proceed to the next step." Sui He stood up, washed his hands, and spoke to Da Zhuang who was guarding the wooden barrel.

"Da Zhuang, you watch first, I'm going to take a nap." Sui He yawned. He had been busy all night yesterday and got up very early this morning. He was already sleepy.

"Okay, Brother Chen, you go to sleep first, I'll watch you." Da Zhuang nodded, but his eyes never left the bucket. Seeing Da Zhuang's serious look, Sui He didn't care about him and let him go.

Three hours later, Sui He walked into the kitchen and saw Zhao Da Zhuang still staring at the wooden barrel. He couldn't help but laugh, "Da Zhuang, you didn't stay there for three hours, did you?"

"Of course not, Suisui, he has been watching for the whole afternoon, and he won't even go to take a break when asked to," Second Grandma joked.

"Yes, Brother Chen, I'm just afraid something might go wrong." Zhao Dazhuang stood up from the bench and went to the barrel to look at it: "Brother Chen, is this okay?"

"What can go wrong? Besides, you can't see anything with the cloth covering it. It's almost time, we can move on to the next step." Sui He walked to the wooden barrel, lifted the cloth, and took a look at the brown liquid inside.

Sui He took out a piece of tent cloth and filtered the liquid out of the wooden barrel. Sui He held the cloth bag and Zhao Da Zhuang squeezed hard from below. Streams of water flowed into the pot.

Second Grandma had already heated up the pot. Suihe poured the liquid in the wooden barrel into the pot. As the temperature in the pot gradually increased, the liquid in the pot decreased little by little until big bubbles appeared. Suihe picked up a chopstick and dipped it in a little maltose. The maltose hung on the chopstick.

"It's done, grandma, no need to light the fire anymore." Sui He asked Second Grandma to turn off the fire in the stove.

"Brother Chen? Is it done now?" Zhao Dazhuang looked at the brown viscous liquid in the pot excitedly.

"There is one more step. Just wait until it cools down." Sui He scooped the maltose from the pot into two large bowls, filling them with maltose syrup and set them aside to wait for them to cool down.

Looking at the maltose hanging on the wall of the pot, Sui He poured the rice popcorn fried with sand yesterday into the pot and stir-fried it, trying to coat each grain of rice with syrup. When the syrup in the pot was almost coated, he pulled out the rice popcorn one by one and rolled it into round pieces in a winnowing basket.

Soon, the round rice candies were ready in the winnowing basket. Some were bigger than others, but that didn't stop them from eating them.

"Grandma, try this." Sui He took out one and handed it to the second grandma.

"Hmm, it's really sweet and delicious," the second grandma said. She took a bite and her mouth was full of rice fragrance mixed with the sweetness of maltose. She instantly fell in love with this snack.

"It's delicious, isn't it? This is rice candy." Sui He smiled and handed a piece to Zhao Dazhuang.

"Hmm...Brother Chen, this is delicious. If I sell it, someone will definitely buy it." Zhao Dazhuang also took a bite, his eyes lit up.

"If you want to sell it, just make it yourself and sell it," Sui He said casually

Seeing that the maltose is almost cold, take out the rice noodles that I fried yesterday and spread them thickly on the chopping board. Rice noodles can play a good role in preventing sticking.

He poured the maltose in the bowl on it: "Watch carefully, when the syrup is no longer hot, pull it towards both sides with force." After saying that, Sui He began to pull it, "When you feel the maltose is sticky, dip it in some rice flour, so it won't be sticky."

He repeated the process of rolling maltose until it changed from brown to yellow-white, until he could no longer roll it. He then stopped and used a knife to cut the rolled maltose into even-sized cubes.

"Okay, it's done. Come and try it." Sui He handed the cut candies to Second Grandma and Zhao Dazhuang.

"Okay, I'll try it." Second Grandma took the candy and took a bite. The unique sweetness of maltose with the aroma of wheat spread in her mouth: "It's so sweet."

"Brother Chen, let me try." Zhao Dazhuang, with maltose in his mouth, stared at the remaining bowl of syrup eagerly.

"Okay, you take care of the rest." Sui He gave up his seat to Zhao Da Zhuang.

Zhao Dazhuang made maltose step by step according to Sui He's method. Although his movements were a little unfamiliar, he finally pulled out the maltose. Boys are really strong, and he broke it several times in the middle. Fortunately, the final result was good.

"Grandma, these rice candies are delicious, but don't eat too much. It's time for dinner soon." Sui He saw Second Grandma eating rice candies one after another, so he went forward to collect the rice candies and said, "I'll pack these for you. Eat some when you're hungry, but don't eat too much at one time."

"I only ate a little, not much." Second grandmother looked at the remaining rice candy in Suihe's hand with lingering satisfaction. Seeing Suihe's increasingly dark complexion, she couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "Okay, I won't eat it anymore." Suihe is not as obedient as before, and he is still quite creepy when he frowns.

Sui He sighed and handed the rice candy in his hand to Second Grandma: "Grandma is not stopping you from eating it, but it's not good to eat too much candy at night. Save these for tomorrow."

"Okay, I won't eat it anymore, put it away." After taking the rice candy, the second grandmother smiled again.

"Brother Chen, do you think this is okay?" Zhao Dazhuang showed Sui He the maltose he had made.

"Well, that's good. It's better to cut it into the same size." Sui He nodded. Zhao Dazhuang was young and strong, and he pulled the remaining maltose in a short while.