Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

  Chapter 39 Cultural people can really talk

  Second brother frowned slightly and remained silent for a while.

  Nai Tuanzi blinked innocently, and then the second elder brother came to a conclusion: "Xinbao should be Suhui."

  Brother Tang was washing the prickly pears, and asked from a distance: "What is Su Hui?"

The second elder brother said: "It is the wisdom that has come from many lives... The Buddha said that if there is a person with long-term wisdom, if he encounters a great opportunity in this life, he may slowly reveal it... This kind of blessing can be met but not sought. None of them."

   "Wow? So powerful?" Fourth Brother Tang didn't understand, "No wonder Xinbao knows medicinal herbs."

  Brother Tang also said: "Xinbao is called surviving a catastrophe, and there must be future blessings!"

Why? ?

  Nai Tuanzi stared at her second brother with big eyes, you cultural people can really talk...it's so round.

  The wisdom of many lifetimes is actually true. In her previous life, she studied and worked crazily, but thinking about it now, she didn’t waste it. In this life, she can completely lie down and win.

  So Nai Tuanzi felt relieved and proactively went to help.

The soft milk **** were squeezed everywhere, Brother Tang had to push the basin farther so that she could squat over, she took it from the basin, and then handed it to him, contributing to the contribution of a three-year-old baby maximum strength.

  Brother Tang washed a piece of cloth and used it to filter, squeezed out the juice in handfuls, and tried to boil some less first.

  At first they thought, if pear juice or something is put on the fire, it will boil at most? How can it be thick and boiled less?

  But after burning for half an hour, it really thickened.

  Brother Tang and Fourth Brother Tang are both refreshed, which shows that this method really works!

  Even the second elder brother couldn't bear it, and sat at the door of the kitchen to watch.

  Nai Tuanzi was also tired from squatting, so she came and sat on his feet, watching from afar.

  Since she became a cub, she found that sitting on human feet is really a VIP throne. It won't stain clothes and can lean on, and won't tire her brother.

  Four pairs of eyes stared intently, and after a while, Brother Tang sniffled: "It's muddy, I can smell it!"

  Brother Tang quickly pulled out a few sticks of firewood, while concluding: "It seems that when it gets thicker, the fire should be lowered."

   Brother Tang said: "I see that A Niang's fried sugar is easy to get mushy."

  Nai Duanzi commented next to it: "Stir."

   "Do you want to stir?" Brother Tang stood up with his sleeves rolled up, and slowly stirred, while saying from time to time: "The hand is sinking after trying it out, and it feels more and more thick."

   After burning for a while, he said, "Why do I think it's all right?"

   Fourth brother Tang also stood up and stirred it with his hands. When he lifted the spoon, a thread hung out and dripped slowly.

   Brother Tang said: "I think I have to stay a little longer."

  The kitchen is full of sweet fragrance, and the saliva of the milk dumpling is flowing down to the chin. Big brother Tang saw it at a glance, and said with a smile: "Scoop some out, ask Xinbao to taste it."

  Nai Tuanzi nodded suddenly, feeling that her job was very important: "Try Xinbao first."

So Brother Tang scooped out a small bowl, put a cloth under his head, took another pair of chopsticks, and put them in the hands of his second brother. Nai Tuanzi couldn't wait to stand up, grabbed the chopsticks with his little hands, dipped a little, and couldn't wait to lick them After taking a sip, his eyes narrowed: "It's delicious!"

  The heat was high just now, and the sugar boiled a little bit, but it was still delicious, but it was not thick enough, and it could only stir up a little at a time, but it was just right, so don’t worry about burning it.

  The milk dumpling finished sucking quickly, with a little sugar on the corner of his mouth, his little tongue was curled up and curled up, and he couldn't lick it for a long time.

  The second elder brother looked at the little greedy cat with a smile, but he didn't expect that the next time she would pick up candy, it would be brought to his mouth.

The second elder brother tasted it, it was hot and sweet, the milk dumpling took another chopstick, turned around, and was about to drip down as she walked, she used her other small hand to catch it, and shouted anxiously: "Yes! Brother!"

  Brother Tang was still burning, afraid that she would fall, so he hurried over to taste it, and said: "Xinbao is good, brother, don't eat, Xinbao eats by himself."

   Brother Tang also tasted it, and after tasting it, he began to think.

  For a long time he asked: "Brother, is there a lot of prickly pears?"

   "There are quite a lot," Brother Tang said: "It must have the appearance of... twenty-eight or nine trees, and the fruit hanging is also thick."

Fourth Brother Tang said: "Tell me, let's pick some more, how about boiled sugar to sell? I have seen syrup sold at temple fairs. It costs three pennies to stir it with two small sticks. It's very expensive! Let's boil it." This point...do you have ten catties of fruit? If you pour it out, you have to have a bowl, which can be sold for at least tens of hundreds of dollars."

  Brother Tang frowned, and all the movements of his hands stopped.

   After a while, they started to stir again: "It's really good! It's hard to find that place. Let's avoid people when we pick it, and don't let people know the place... I guess it can be sold for a few days."

Brother Tang was all excited: "Brother, how about this? Let's boil these first, and then sell them on the street to try. If it works, let's pick more while it's dark. Thin syrup, let's put it away." It won't break in ten days and a half months, as long as you pick it up and take it home, it's ours, why are you afraid others will **** it?"

  Brother Tang nodded: "I think it's okay. When we go, if we can sell it, we can buy some things, big pots, etc. It will be convenient for cooking next time."

  The second elder brother added: "When boiling sugar, you have to be more careful, don't let others watch, this kind of thing is not something that everyone is good at."

  While talking, the sugar is not much boiled, the second brother tried it with two small sticks, and it really stirred up, he excitedly said: "Okay!"

After boiling, there is indeed only one bowl, light golden yellow, pick it up with two small sticks, and then tangle each other, the thicker and brighter the more you tangle, the thick prickly pear fragrance, once you bite, you can taste it again. Strong and sweet, delicious.

   Several people are very excited.

  Being busy, Little Fifth Brother and Little Sixth Brother also came back, and they yelled as soon as they entered the door: "It smells so good! What is so fragrant! It's sweet and fragrant!"

   "Shh!" Brother Tang hissed them, signaling them to enter the kitchen, and Nai Tuanzi held the bowl in both hands and told them to watch.

   The twins immediately asked, "What is this? Is it sugar?"

   "It's candy," Fourth Brother Tang gave them sticks, said a few words briefly, and then said: "After eating, go and call Third Brother back."

   "I'll go," Brother Tang tidied up his clothes, "By the way, tell Dad."

   Fourth brother Tang was a little unhappy: "Father will definitely talk about this and that again, so I won't let you go."

  Brother Tang hesitated to speak, patted his younger brother on the shoulder reassuringly, and left.

  He came back after a while, took the third brother Hanhan, and nodded to his younger brother.

   Fourth brother Tang was very happy, his eyes lit up.

The brothers worked together, and quickly washed out the two baskets of prickly pears. The third brother was very strong. After a while, the juice was squeezed out, and a large pot was full.

   Several people were not in the mood to eat lunch, and they were all very excited.

   After boiling out the sugar, we discussed who would go.

  When they heard that they could take the new donkey cart, everyone wanted to go.

Although Fourth Brother Tang is young and does not know a lot of Chinese characters, he is very good at settling accounts. He must go. Brother Tang is worried, but he must also go. Second Brother wants to buy a seal script or something Yes, I want to go too, Nai Tuanzi shrank her head down, raised her small face, her dark eyes were full of anticipation, and she obviously wanted to go too.

So Brother Tang made a final decision: "This time, Erlang Shilang and I will go to Xinbao. Sanlang will go to the mountain and pick some fruits. When I come back, I will go up with you to recite them. Xiaowu Xiaoliu will stay at home and cut some small sticks. I will take you next time." Go." He patted his younger brother's head comfortingly: "Good boy."

  Seeing the little kid's disappointed expression, Nai Tuanzi looked away guilty.

  (end of this chapter)