Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Lin poured out the dirty water, opened the empty sugar jar, and asked Cui Zhaozhao to secretly buy a pound of white sugar to fill it up.

The things bought in the space were all unpackaged, and the sugar jar was instantly filled with granulated sugar.

Cui Zhaozhao poked his head in: "Making sugar-roasted chestnuts?"

"Didn't the village head ask us to boil chestnuts for Master Pei? Boiled chestnuts don't taste good. Sugar-roasted chestnuts are just right and can be eaten hot or cold."

Make a horizontal cut in the middle of the chestnut, put oil in a pan, and fry sugar over low heat until it turns brown. When the chestnut skin opens, revealing the light yellow chestnut flesh, add water and simmer.

After doing all this, there was a commotion outside. Lin covered the pot, wiped her hands and walked to the door, where she saw Cui Jingwen and Erlang talking about something.

Cui Chengliang held the scale bar and said, "Even though it's with your grandma, you still have to remember it clearly so that everyone can rest assured."

As soon as Old Mrs. Cui returned home, she asked Cui Chengliang to go and weigh the chestnuts, for fear that Feng would accuse the old man of greedily taking her chestnuts. She couldn't afford to lose face.

Erlang was ashamed: "Uncle San, we all believe you."

Cui Chengliang sighed: "Your grandparents and I also believe in you, but your mother..."

Lidong grabbed Erlang and said, "Let Uncle San weigh it, don't wait until later when it's hard to explain."

No one knows their mother better than them. They are very grateful that grandma has agreed to store food for them. They cannot cause trouble for their grandparents.

Erlang struggled for a while and finally compromised.

After shelling, there were a total of 47 pounds of chestnuts.

The five children looked at the scale again and again, touched the chestnuts again and again, and Lidong's eyes were slightly red.

These chestnuts belong only to them.

Cui Chengliang put the chestnuts into sacks and placed them in the side room of the west house. In the middle of the room, the chestnut shells were piled up, which could be dried and used for burning.

Erlang took one key to the west room and one to the upper room.

Mrs. Lin called out to the children who were about to leave: "Auntie San has cooked some chestnuts. Come and have some together."

It was already dark, and Lin stood by the door. The warm yellow candlelight was cast behind her, and even her hair was shining.

Cui Chengliang felt a tightness in his heart for some reason and subconsciously wanted to avoid her, but Lin was talking to Erlang and didn't even look at him.

"Third brother, bring in a bundle of firewood." Old Mrs. Cui raised her voice.

"coming!"

Cui Chengliang breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the firewood and went into the house, then slammed the door shut.

The five children at the door looked at Lin in shock.

When Third Aunt smiled, her eyes curved like willow leaves swaying, and like the mother in dreams, soft and kind.

The sound of the door closing in the upper room shattered the sweet dream.

Erlang lowered his head and curled up his exposed toes, feeling inferior. The other children were too embarrassed to eat, but Xiaoqi was the only one who was greedily smelling the sweet fragrance coming from behind Lin.

"I...let's go home and eat."

As soon as they finished speaking, the children ran away.

"Hey! This kid..." Will there be food when he gets home?

Lin shook her head and returned to the stove. The chestnuts in the pot were almost cooked, so she added some more firewood and turned up the heat to reduce the sauce.

There were two large basins of sugar-roasted chestnuts. The shiny brown color made one's mouth water. Xiaoliu grabbed one and was reluctant to throw it away even though it was so hot that he hissed with laughter.

Xiaoliu put the golden chestnuts into his mouth and jumped around the house enjoying the delicious food.

The chestnuts at home have been dried for a few days and are sweeter than when they were first picked.

Wash the pot, scoop a spoonful of lard into the pot, cook mushroom soup, beat two eggs, slowly pour them into the pot, and add some wild vegetables before serving.

The wild mushrooms in the mountains are so delicious that they will make your tongue drop even without any seasoning.

Lin scooped out half of it and took it to the headman's house along with a bowl of sugar-roasted chestnuts.

The whole Xiahe Village was filled with the aroma of boiled chestnuts.

But it's all the original fragrance of chestnuts. Even if you know how to make it, no one would be willing to use oil and sugar to fry it.

The gate of the village head's house was open, and smoke drifted out of the house, rising into the air and merging with the smoke from other houses, adding a touch of fragrance to Xiahe Village.

The headman's wife was standing in front of the stove. When she saw Lin and Cui Zhaozhao come in, she hurriedly wiped her hands.

"Your uncle, the village chief, was just about to send Youxi to give you some chestnuts, and you guys are here now."

The chestnuts for Master Pei had not yet been given to Mrs. Lin. The village head thought it was not appropriate to send them with the skins and shells on, so he simply asked someone to peel them. Any delay would make it too late.

Youxi is the grandson of the village head and is about the same age as Cui Jingwen.

Lin smiled and said, "It's just right for us to take it back. Everyone has been busy all day, let the child have a good rest."

The village head's wife took the chestnuts and exclaimed, "Ouch!"

"Is this... fried with sugar? And oil?"

The aroma made even an old woman like her drool. Lin's cooking skills were truly amazing. It was just a bit pricey.

But then he thought, giving this thing to Master Pei would also give face to the head of Xiahe Village.

The village head's wife secretly sighed that Lin was thoughtful and thoughtful. After spending a few times with her, she liked her more and more.

"Auntie, my family hasn't eaten yet, so I won't stay any longer."

Before leaving, the village head gave Lin more than ten pounds of chestnuts. Lin only brought about three pounds of sugar-roasted chestnuts, and the extra chestnuts were considered as oil and sugar subsidies.

The night is quiet.

The mother and daughter walked home in the moonlight, one in front and the other behind. Cui Zhaozhao childishly stepped on her mother's shadow.

"Oh, right." Cui Zhaozhao suddenly thought of wild grapes.

"Mom, what do you think about us making wine and selling it?"

I grew up in the county town. The wine in the big restaurants was all imported from other places and was expensive. A small pot of half a pound cost three taels of silver.

Cui Zhaozhao counted the cost on his fingers.

"The grapes are free, and we don't need to hire anyone to make the wine. There's no labor cost. Each jar costs a dozen or so cents and can be reused..."

This is equivalent to a zero-cost business. Even if it is a few percent cheaper than the market price, it is enough for them to make a profit.

As for the white sugar, which accounts for the majority of the ingredients, it is more economical to buy it from the supermarket.

Cui Zhaozhao felt that the silver was waving at her.

Lin nodded. "That's a feasible idea. The only problem right now is that we don't have enough water."

Cui Zhaozhao opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by Lin, who knew her daughter wanted to buy water from the mall.

It’s okay to eat and use it secretly at home at other times, but you must never have such thoughts in this matter.

"Let's wait a little longer until we dig a well. Besides, the grapes on the mountain are not yet fully ripe."

Since his mother didn't object, it meant she agreed. Cui Zhaozhao couldn't wait to plan how to start this business.

Insects are chirping.

There was a clanging noise in the second branch of the Cui family.

"If you don't like me, why did you come back?"

Accompanied by angry curses, a wooden shovel was thrown out from the door, hitting Erlang and causing his body to tilt.

"Brother..." Lidong was anxious.

"I am fine."

No matter how Feng scolded him, Erlang was like a piece of wood. He went to their house without saying a word and packed his bedding.

"Everyone, go away. Don't come back if you can."

Erlang had just stepped out when Feng slammed the door behind him, scaring Xiaoqi so much that she burst into tears.

Lidong picked up Xiaoqi distressedly and said, "Xiaoqi, it's time to go to bed. Let's find a place to shelter from the wind first."

Erlang nodded, and the five children discussed where to go for the night, and no one looked back at their original home.