novelhk Chapter 222 Potato Flour
Chapter 222 Potato Flour
After Gu Sanmu happily went to learn how to make adobe bricks, Gu Ermiao looked back at his mother who was busy alone at the stove, and hurried over to take over Sanmu's job of watching the fire.
Lin Qing calculated the time, and when it was almost time, he poured out the water in the wooden basin. A thick layer of starch was left at the bottom of the basin.
After adding clean water to mix the starch again, Lin Qing scooped out boiling hot water from the pot and added it in to stir. The potato starch instantly became as crystal clear and sticky as lotus root powder.
After stirring several times, Lin Qing looked at the small piece of fruit in the wooden basin and felt puzzled.
This seems a bit too little. I'm afraid it's not even enough for four people, not to mention that there are three more people in the family now.
She still seems to have to spend money to buy...
Lin Qing went into the system mall and bought a pound of potato starch. When Gu Ermiao lowered his head to add firewood, he quickly added the dry powder and stirred it like a thief.
After adding it two or three times, the dough is finally kneaded into a soft and smooth consistency.
Then she sprinkled a little more on the chopping board and kneaded the dough until it no longer stuck to her hands. When she could stretch it out longer without breaking, she took out a rolling pin and rolled the dough into a large thin sheet.
After sprinkling the slices with starch, roll them up gently, cut them into thin strips with a knife, then roll the strips into balls and stretch them out and set them aside.
It's quite relaxing to rub this thing, and I can finish a big clump in the blink of an eye.
Well, it should be enough even if ten people come to eat.
Gu Ermiao saw that his mother's movements were smooth and fluid, and she didn't look like she was cooking, but rather dancing. It was pleasing to the eye, and the more he watched, the more he couldn't suppress his curiosity.
"Mom, the food you're making looks like noodles, but why is it so troublesome that it took you so long?"
Lin Qing clapped his hands and said with satisfaction, "I knew you were smart. You can tell it looks like noodles but it's not noodles. That's right, I ground potatoes into flour and made it the same way I make noodles."
"It looks more like vermicelli to me. How about calling it potato vermicelli?"
Lin Qing rubbed his face with satisfaction. Although Gu Ermiao felt a little pain from being squeezed, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Mother has never been so close to me.
"Potato flour... I wonder what it would taste like."
"You'll know after trying it later. Er Miao, put it in the pot as soon as the water boils and cook it for a while!"
After being put into the pot, the potato flour, which was as thick as noodles, became crystal clear in less than a quarter of an hour.
Gu Ermiao looked at its changes in amazement, and only came to his senses when Lin Qing asked him to help bring a basin of cold water.
After adding water and boiling it several times, Lin Qing took out the potato flour and rinsed it with cold water to make it more chewy and elastic.
Looking at the large bowl full of white vermicelli, Lin Qing could imagine how bland it was.
How great it would be if there were fried eggs, fish tofu, sausage, kelp, etc...
Hold on, hold on. If you really take these things out, it will be very troublesome just to explain the source.
A moment after the potato flour was out of the pot, the braised pork was also heated through.
"Ermiao, go set up the table in the yard, we're ready to eat!"
Gu Ermiao hurriedly took out the firewood that was still burning in the stove, extinguished it with water, and called Gu Sihe who was digging the ground to bring out the table.
Gu Sihe very tactfully picked up the large basin and walked towards the table tremblingly.
Seeing this, Gu Sanmu patted the dirt off his hands and helped to hold on: "Slow down!"
Lin Qing followed closely behind them and only breathed a sigh of relief when they placed the wooden basin heavily on the table.
She was sure that if they had dropped the bowl on the ground, she would have scooped up the potato flour, washed it, and eaten it.
After all, it's shameful to waste food.
Especially in the context of such a famine, every grain of rice should be used by the internal organs.
Songni and Wu, who were busy at work, were also called to the table to eat and were very surprised. After all, except for working in the town, there was no rule that the host would cook for them in other places.
Just now they thought Gu Ermiao was just joking, but they didn’t expect it to be true!
Songni and his wife came in a hurry, but they also had two steamed buns in their arms, intending to heat them up in Lin Qing's stove. However, they didn't expect that Lin Qing had already prepared rice for them.
This was nothing. When they saw the lunch Lin Qing had prepared for them, they were even more shocked.
A bowl full of white noodles, with a dense layer of meat on top!
Even during the Chinese New Year, they had never eaten such a sumptuous meal!
Although they were also puzzled about the source of the meat, thinking about the past of the Gu family, Wu quickly waved her hand:
"No, no, Miss Lin, we are here to work, not to enjoy ourselves! Save these good things for the children!"
Lin Qing pushed her to sit down and signaled Gu Sanmu to let Song Ni sit on the seat as well.
"Only when you're full can you have the strength to work! Brother Songni, Mrs. Wu, don't worry, you can eat as much as you want! Xifeng can't eat meat, so I served her a bowl of vegetarian food and asked Sihe to bring it in."
When Mrs. Wu heard that she had even arranged for Xifeng, she was so grateful that she didn't know what to say.
He exchanged glances with Songni in tacit understanding and told each other:
Sister Lin is so good to them, they have to do this job so well that no one can find fault with it!
Gu Changqing and Gu Damao, who were sitting at the desks in the room, had no intention of reviewing each other's articles. They smiled at each other knowingly.
Gu Damao smiled and said, "Changqing, when you smell the aroma of the braised pork, your mind seems to be completely drawn away, and your eyes are shining!"
Gu Changqing smiled shyly: "Ahem, Big Brother Mao, you are no less capable than me."
Xifeng felt somewhat awkward sitting in the house just now.
She never knew that, apart from Songshi Village, the outside world was so big;
In addition to digging for food from the ground and doing physical work, people can also travel around.
What made her feel even more incredible was that they could actually write about the huge Great Xia Kingdom in the article, and they knew every step better than the chess masters in the village.
Compared to them, I feel like a fool.
Hearing them talking about the aroma of food, Xifeng felt relieved that she could finally understand.
Xifeng mustered up the courage to speak: "Indeed, this aroma penetrates right into my nose and makes me hungry. It seems Aunt Gu's braised pork is really something special, as Damao and Changqing are so obsessed with it."
Gu Sihe, who was in charge of delivering meals to the house, showed a proud expression when he heard her praising her mother.
"Of course! The food mother cooks tastes unparalleled in the world! It's a pity that you, Xifeng, can't eat meat."
After placing the vegetarian noodles on the table, Gu Sihe gave her an innocent smile.
"But you can try some of my new potato flour!"
Seeing the concerned expressions on their faces, Xifeng felt warm in her heart. After thanking them, she smiled and said, "It's not a pity. I've suffered enough for food, so I dare not be greedy anymore."
Seeing her pitiful tone, several people also fell into depression. They wanted to comfort her, but they didn't know how to start.
Gu Damao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sister Xifeng, there's an old saying that goes, 'Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater.'"