The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 30 Preparation
When she got home, An Chong was putting on his backpack and getting ready to go out.

"Are you really going to sell these lotus roots?" An Xu asked.

An Chong hummed, and was about to go out, An Xu quickly grabbed the basket behind him, "Wait, go out as soon as you get home? I still have work waiting for your help."

An Chong looked a little impatient, and said, "What's the matter?"

"So much sugar cane is hard to sell, let's make some sugar today." An Xu said.

In addition, she plans to start a catering business, so she needs a car, but now she has no money to buy donkeys or cows, but it is necessary to find the model of the small carts of later generations to make one that can be pushed.

An Xu's manual work is also good, and I plan to do it myself, which is also one of today's arrangements.

She was thinking about her plan when An Chong looked over in surprise, "You know how to make candy?"

An Xu shivered slightly, looked over, and asked, "Isn't it easy to make sugar?"

An Chong: --- "Then you should talk about it."

"Talk about it, I will show you later, and you help me cut sugarcane." After finishing speaking, An Xu explained naturally: "I heard this from an old woman who passed by the official road before, and I don't know yet. Can it be done?"

An Chong glanced at her up and down, took off the backpack and said, "Okay, I can help, but you have to let me learn."

Learn, you learn.

It's just an old-fashioned brown sugar, don't be so tired that you don't want to do it.

Because there are many things to be busy today, breakfast is very simple, pimple soup, an egg is beaten into it, and a bowl of batter is made to fry a few pancakes.

After dinner, An Chong took over his own work and went to the wall with a knife to peel the sugar cane. Zong Che asked, "What can I do?"

An Xu is scooping up noodles. She is from the north. She hasn't eaten steamed buns for several days. She always feels like she has never had a serious meal. She plans to make buns for lunch with some noodles.

The primer for fermentation is the old noodles she made before going to bed last night.

Her family has its own secret recipe for making old noodles. An Xu has watched his grandfather make them since he was a child.

At this time, she poured warm water and stirred the noodles, and said, "You can help to light the fire later." Thinking of hearing the Zheng's family talk about grabbing medicine in the morning, and the young man in front of her was also broken, she raised her head and asked, "How is your leg?" , do you need to go to the town and ask the doctor to have a look?"

Zong Che curled his lips, and said with a very bad attitude: "Wait for you to see, my leg is already useless." Then he added, "You don't have to worry."

An Xu: This is pretty good, why are you talking so badly.

The light in the mountains was dim, but the place with the sun was very bright. An Xu took a saw blade borrowed from the neighbor's house in front of him and walked for a mile or two along the shallow mountain. He stopped when he saw a tall bamboo forest. down.

Looking up at the towering emerald bamboo poles, the rich green almost has substance, giving people a feeling of stepping into the green ocean. She took a deep breath, then lowered her head and started to work.

There was a piercing sound, and after a while a bamboo fell down.

An Xu immersed himself in rafting bamboos, unconsciously fell seven or eight long and straight green bamboos with her at the center.

Almost enough.

She put the saw blade aside, went to the slightly steeper hillside and tore off a lot of tough grass with stems and leaves. Flicking her fingers, she unscrewed a turquoise grass rope in a short while.

Shua-shua-shua

What is the sound of something sweeping on the ground? Now that the farming is slack, An Ao has gone up the mountain to hunt wild animals again. This is just entering the mountain. When he heard the sound of something huge walking across the grass, his heart suddenly trembled, and he held the rough bow and arrow in his hand. Take a step forward.

Immediately afterwards, a huge monster appeared in sight.

one two Three---

An Ao counted in his heart, there were eight thick bamboo poles tied together, so how much strength would it take for the cousin who walked over step by step to pull this bundle of bamboo at the front.

"What are you cutting so many bamboos for?" An Ao hurried over and helped to support the bottom of the bamboo bundle. When he looked up and saw his cousin's thin shoulders, he felt uncomfortable for a while.

There is no man in the family. It is a sad day after all.

"I'll do it," he was about to take it.

An Xu said: "No need, I'm afraid the ropes that have been tied up this time will loosen."

An Ao had no choice but to push and support her from behind.

"Brother, go get busy, I'm not tired."

"It's okay, anyway, I'm not here when I enter the mountain." An Ao asked, "Are you firewood for the winter?"

They have bamboo here, and bamboo grows very quickly. The firewood for the villagers to cook pots is not only wheat straw, cotton stalks, sorghum stalks in the field, but also bamboo from the mountains.

Those families surnamed Liu in the village know how to burn charcoal, and making some while it is not cold is a big income for the family.

The cousin probably wants to get that because she sees people selling bamboo charcoal to make money.

"I'm going to make a small cart, and I want to make it quickly. The most suitable tree in the mountain is bamboo."

An Xu said as he walked, only then did An Ao realize that his cousin couldn't even catch a breath, and her strength seemed to be stronger than him.

The two cousins ​​dragged a large bundle of bamboo down the mountain, but the villagers who saw this scene were stunned.

At the mountain pass, a woman who was picking up wild onions with a basket raised her head. She couldn't help but ouch when she saw An Xu's figure go away, and said, "This An Da Ni is really capable."

At the same time, he thought that he would never dare to stab her with words in the future, as a slap from her might knock his teeth away.

After returning home, An Xu was asked by the two children again why he needed so much bamboo.

An Chong, who had obeyed his orders and cut half of the pot of sugarcane segments, was even more angry, saying that he was going to make candy, and at the same time ran out to get some bamboo like this, maybe he didn't mean to fool him.

An Xu glanced at him and said with a smile: "Can I fool you? Tell me to take a look, yo, there are quite a lot of cuts, let's press the juice first."

An Chong lowered his hands, as if following your orders, "How to press?"

An Xu smiled and asked him to wait a while, sawing off three or four pieces of bamboo that had been cut into bare bamboo poles in the mountains, and made a lever-like hammering tool in about half an hour.

She has strong hands-on skills. When she was in middle school, her grandfather took her to the provincial capital. At the beginning, she went to her brother-in-law, who was a compatriot. The uncle made his fortune as a traditional carpenter. Although he didn't need to do carpentry at that time, he There is a complete set of tools at home.

There are several children in the grandfather's house, and the usual toys are carpentry. An Xu was also fascinated by this during that time, and learned a lot at the grandfather's house.

She also read a lot of woodworking-related books at that time.

Making a beating tool was just a piece of cake for An Chong, but An Chong held the bamboo pole used for pressing, and looked at her from complexity to gratitude.

(End of this chapter)