My live broadcast room communicates ancient and modern

Chapter 3 Repentance of Marriage (Two chapters combined into one, reward for Lin Yulin+)

The old lady's daughter-in-law, Yu Qinniang, got up every morning to chop firewood when she heard the crowing of the Hao's chicken next door.

Yu Qinniang is not here, which is convenient for the grandparents and grandson to talk live.

Mrs. Xu was introducing: "My family, what you see now is my kitchen. On this side are water tanks and several pickle jars, and on the other side are three stove pits. The lid of the large pot and the cutting board are all made of wood.”

Mrs. Xu thought to herself: Alas, it’s not like you modern people use the pot lid lightly to check whether the dishes are cooked at any time. Some pot lids are still transparent, so you can see without lifting the lid.

The things she used to use every day are now things that she envies and wants to have again.

Mrs. Xu patted the half-arm-high cutting board and explained to the audience in the live broadcast room:

"This cutting board can't be washed too brightly. It's heavy, but it's not buried by Grandma Xianghua. It's a willow tree stump. It's impossible to pick it up and wash it every time after cutting the vegetables. You can only pour some water and wipe it with a rag. Just wipe it off."

After speaking, she held up the rag for everyone to take a look at, and wiped it with this if she wanted to say it, but there was a "vomit" from her throat, and she almost vomited herself first.

What does it smell like?Just to save some alkaline noodle and pig pancreas, the rags are not washed well, and ironing is fine.She didn't even know how to evaluate this original body.

But the old lady just pretended to burp, and the clean grandma figure must not be lost, or people will see that our cooking is disgusting.

The old lady Xu continued without changing her expression:
"As for the one on the right, the wooden cabinet that you see looks like soybean sauce. It belongs to my family's valuables. It is called a bowl shelf and a cupboard. Put some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, fine rice and noodles. The lock is horizontal. You Watch me put the key in the lock for you. Now I'll scoop the noodles, and we'll start cooking."

The old lady glanced at her granddaughter while scooping up the noodles, and squeezed her eyes with the secret signal that was discussed in advance, which meant to remind: "It's your turn, granddaughter, your eyes are lenses, and it's more convenient to talk while recording. Otherwise My grandma hasn’t cooked a big poor meal for many years, and it’s easy to overturn if you focus on two tasks. The seven veterans in the live broadcast room are all tightly suspecting that we are fake.”

Regardless of whether the ancient background is fake or real, the old lady is not too entangled, and she doesn't intend to explain more, and the relationship is getting better slowly.Emotions come out little by little.

Besides, one day I will go to the village to broadcast live, so that everyone can watch those "group performances".

Xu Xiangyi, no, it will be Xu Tianxin in the future. She has already discussed with her grandma that if she inherits her body, she will accept everything, including her name.

After Xu Tianxin received the signal, he immediately took on the role of a small assistant, planning to make a step for grandma, and she would introduce it in detail.

Her eyes are the measuring cups, how much water to add and how much noodles to make sure that the seven viewers in the live broadcast room can see clearly: "This is my big iron pot. My grandma is scooping water to prepare the noodles. The water temperature is about 45 to 55 degrees."

no?

What the hell, he's still a high-achieving student, so dry.

Mrs. Xu tugged at the corner of her granddaughter's clothes, "Where are those words in your stomach?" She smiled awkwardly and politely at the camera: "This is the first time our child is dubbing, and she is a little nervous. Actually, there is something that can't be erased." Isn't it? We are all family members, so we can say whatever we want to say, and just treat it as a family chat, so that it can be lively."

Xu Tianxin understands, the meaning of milk needs to be described?
it is good.

"What you see now is my big iron pot. It is so old that it looks like Nuwa used leftovers when she repaired the sky. The rust in the pot is eaten away, and it tastes like every meal."

Mrs. Xu: "..."

"My grandma is currently scooping thick corn noodles. There are currently three people in our family at home, and each person has four cornbreads a day. She needs to cook it in one pot for two days. Otherwise, it will be a waste of firewood to make less pots. You may wonder, so Would a little cornmeal do? The answer is yes, not enough. So grandma scooped out the elm bark meal, and the corn cob meal."

Mrs. Xu received the words while kneading the dough:
"For me, it's easy for children to explain clearly.

This elm noodle is not the layer of black bark on the outside of the elm, which is inedible, you have to scrape off that layer, and you can see a layer of white tender skin called bast inside.Then let's dry it in the sun, grind it with a stone mill, and dry it and grind it several times to make this powder.

The same is true for corn cobs. The outer corn kernels are kept for festivals, and the cobs are made into flour.

Corncob flour is a good thing, with powdered sugar in it.For example, there are shells left over from eating peanuts at home, which can also be ground into powder, but I didn’t put peanut shells in my house.

My family usually eats dry food made of these kinds of flour, which does not mix corn noodles. Today, it is the first time to live broadcast, put some good ones, and it looks good when made. Let the family see what is called serious Wowotou. "

The old lady was not lying. In my memory, the Xu family was reluctant to put corn noodles in the buns in this season, because they could find a lot of food in autumn, and all kinds of food stocks had to be kept in the snow to cover the mountains before eating.Otherwise, there are six people in the family, and the three sons can't wait to eat ten buns in one meal without hugging them, regardless of what they will eat at that time.

Today is the first time for my granddaughter to eat this kind of food. It is one thing to have a memory, but another to really eat it. Mrs. Xu mixes some corn noodles because she is afraid that her granddaughter will not be able to swallow it.

This is why Mrs. Xu said to show everyone a talent. How can a bun be divided into two days to eat? Modern people use cornmeal to make a meal. Her family must use elm bark powder and corn cob powder to mix together. two days.

Mrs. Xu looked at the curtain of dry food kneaded out in her hands, and thought:
In ancient times, it was inferior to what modern prisoners ate.

What to do, it has already come and I have to try to recruit people to survive, or if there is another famine next year, the whole family will have to eat dirt in the spring.

Eating soil is a ridicule in modern times, and her old lady understands it, but here it is really delicious.

It's soft like Guanyin soil, and it's like white dough when kneaded together. After eating it, the stomach is full instantly, but the stomach gets bigger and bigger, and finally swells to death.

So Mrs. Xu took a deep breath and began to cheer herself up, don't always be nostalgic for the good life in modern times, which is incomparable with modern day by day.

Instead, we must always remind ourselves that we must have a sense of crisis, not only to increase income but also to reduce expenditure, and to have the same concept as the original body, that we should eat when we are free and work when we are busy.

Otherwise, there is nothing to eat and nothing will matter. Once there is a trouble in the family, such as a critical moment like selling grain for money to save lives, what can I do, and bring the Xu family to eat soil together to die?Isn't that deceiving people, it's better to separate the family, don't let the descendants of the old Xu family be defrauded.

After Mrs. Xu's interview, she heard from her granddaughter that the audience expressed their desire to watch the process of making elm bark powder, and added a dozen more people to watch the live broadcast. The number of people is increasing. She immediately responded happily:
"Come on, Grandma Xianghua will take you back to peel the bark. In fact, this flour is really good. It is sticky, and it is not sticky like sorghum noodles. You can make noodles by mixing the two, or you can only make sorghum noodles. No way. You can also use it to make dumpling wrappers, which is what is used for authentic fried noodles. When it’s hot, chill it with well water for a while, and you can also make cold noodles, sour and sweet.” Mrs. Xu almost said to herself that she was greedy. up.

Seeing that grandma started to light the fire, Xu Tianxin hurriedly explained, not letting the words fall to the ground:

"Now my grandma puts the dry food on the drawer, and plans to cook porridge under the curtain, and cook it in one pot.

You must know that there are only two words in ancient food culture: mushy, so that you are full, and a meal is essential.

But porridge is not made with millet. My family cooks porridge with grass seeds of dogtail grass.

It is said that millet has been planted for three generations and has become foxtail, which is also the original species of millet.

So our family will pick a lot of relatively large dogtail grass in this season, and the seeds and fruits of such grass are big. "

Xu Tianxin continued based on the memory of the original body: "The picked dogtail grass should be burnt in the fire, pinch it with your hands, and then clean the bran of the grass seeds, or the mouth will be too dry and your throat will be irritated."

Seeing Mrs. Xu cover the pot with porridge and dry food, and prepare to fry assorted vegetables in the clay pot next to her.

Xu Tianxin was the same as grandma put it, so she explained the same:
"Assorted vegetables are chopped shallots and small root garlic and put them in the pot.

The blanched bracken that can be picked from spring to autumn is used inside.

Blanch the mushrooms and shred them, and shred the red peppers.

You may ask, is it true that you don’t put a drop of oil in cooking at home? The answer is yes.

Let me show you how mushrooms look like this, which is a type of oyster mushroom.You can’t just eat the mushrooms, otherwise, it’s not an ancient legend that death for love can happen if you don’t eat the mushrooms well. "

Mrs. Xu: "..." The granddaughter's introduction really has her own characteristics.

At this moment, Yu Qinniang came back from outside with firewood on her back: "Mother, Tian Xin'er, I'm back."

Xu Tianxin looked at his aunt. At this time, there were already more than 50 viewers in the live broadcast room, so he naturally saw Yu Qinniang dressed in ancient times.

The subtitles in the live broadcast room were swiped one after another:

My God, is this true or false?

Carrying such thick and high firewood back, the props are so thoughtful, and this ancient woman has twelve patches all over her body.

In the eyes of modern people, there are only a few pieces of cloth in total for clothes, and a patch of 12 yuan is not an exaggeration.

Xu Tianxin thought to himself: No, you counted wrong, there are actually thirteen, and the biggest patch is on my aunt's buttocks, but it was covered by the gown on top.

Most of the ordinary farmers here are tall enough to deal with it with sporadic head lengths. They have not been able to make new clothes for several years, and they are too busy to spend money to eat.Even if they have spare money, most of them make clothes for elders or men’s families. It is said that whether a man dresses well outside can take the hands of women’s families. Only by dressing well can he show that his wife is a virtuous wife at home.

However, her old Xu's family is a bit special. It belongs to a peasant family that is better dressed than in the village.

For example, my aunt wears this clothes when she goes to carry firewood at dawn, and she lives in Dongtou where she can’t meet anyone. When the sky is completely bright, after breakfast, she will go to work to prevent waterlogging, although the work is quite good. It takes a lot of clothes to be dirty, but my aunt will change into clothes that only have trouser legs, knees and shoulders patched with the same color cloth.The clothes to wear after dawn are not bad.

As for the reason, Xu Tianxin can only say that Yuanzheng's grandma wants to save face.

For example, the grass seed porridge and the dry food made from elm bark powder, Yuanchen's grandmother only allowed everyone to eat at home, and she was not allowed to talk about it when she went out.When the farming season is busy, they bring meals, and even show the villagers what they have eaten.

"Auntie, wash up first, and dinner is about to begin."

Yu Qinniang stared at the basin of water brought by her niece.

One after another in the live broadcast room: Wow, the expressions are so genuine. I don't know if the little niece always bullies her aunt on weekdays, but now she has a camera to behave well.Or is it that both of them acted for the sake of topicality.If it was acted, the acting skills are really 6.

How could Yu Qinniang know that she was being recorded, she washed her face and hurriedly concealed the redness of her eyes.

In the past, my niece was unwilling to talk to her.

On the first day of the new year this year, my niece pointed at everyone's nose and cried, "You all owe me." Her man went out immediately, squatting outside, hugging his head and secretly wiping tears.

Yes, that year when he was drafted into the army, it was logical that her man should go.

So since the first day of the Lunar New Year, my niece hasn't spoken to her anymore, and I can snort with my uncles as long as I can. I didn't expect that today she not only smiled and talked, but also fetched water for her.

Yu Qinniang felt that this was the reason for Long Yi Wan, she didn't listen to her father's words and just kept it as her own, this is changing people's hearts.

"Dinner is ready." Mrs. Xu lifted the lid of the steaming pot and placed the table in the main room.

Yu Qinniang wiped the water off her face and hurried forward to help.

She was a little puzzled: "Mother, why do you need to set up a table if it's not a festival?" Usually, you can eat some dry food and drink some wild vegetable soup, and just sit on a small bench and cook for a bite.

Xu Tianxin knew the answer but couldn't answer it.

This is a live broadcast, grandma said, the atmosphere must be in place, no matter whether the food is simple or not, the atmosphere must be high.

Terrible cake, such a big table, only set these few things, only these few people.

This time, the old lady Xu took the chair and picked up the chopsticks. When she saw Yu Qinniang sitting at the dining table waiting for her to share the porridge, she looked like she didn't dare to take it. She sighed in her heart and felt that she was completely finished. The mother-in-law is assumed to be gone.

The veterans might scold her.

The audience had to say when they met the angry little daughter-in-law, if my old lady dared to share the meal with me, I would dare to overturn the table for her family.

But old irons, this is all about the original body.I don't know if you will believe me when I say we are pan-takers.

Mrs. Xu thought that this was the case, so she just acted in her true colors, focusing on the truth.

Besides, the change is too big and it is easy to make the daughter-in-law stunned:

"Stupid look, I look like a bun? I'll feed you. I can serve food by myself. Why don't I have hands. I have to go to the river ditch to fill up the soil later. If you don't have enough to eat, who can do that work."

"Hey, mother, I'll eat," Yu Qinniang felt warm in her heart, almost shed tears again, and once again felt that it was right not to leave Longyi pill as the last entanglement.Otherwise, in the past, her mother-in-law would give her a certain amount of food.

Yu Qinniang was thinking about what to do to treat her mother-in-law and niece better, so she didn't notice the smiling old lady Xu: "We're starting."

I didn't even wonder that my niece would suddenly comment on the grass seed porridge: "Well, it tastes a bit bitter, a bit tingling in the throat, and it tastes like... a mixture of sesame seeds and herbs."

While eating in the room, a few people suddenly came in from the yard.

There were three old women from the same village who were helping to guide the way. Judging by their expressions, they knew that they would not leave. They entered the courtyard to watch the excitement, and two women with ugly faces.

The old woman had a silver hairpin on her head and was supported by a middle-aged woman.

The old lady Xu just took a look and said: "Go back, if you don't come, I will still go to you. The matter that your man asked me to discuss yesterday, let it go, I don't agree."

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