"Okay, Xiaohui, let's start!"

Gaozong greeted, rubbed his hands, held the wooden stick, and lifted it up high.

"Hey!" Gao Zong gathered energy and shouted loudly. The wooden stick shone diagonally against the glutinous rice in the stone mortar, and then pounded it down with force.

Although the fat old man is short and fat, his years of hard work has made him very strong. In addition, he has been making glutinous rice cakes for decades and has experienced it. This pounding action is very good, and he really shows the four words "fast, accurate, stable and ruthless". Moreover, when the end of the wooden stick is pounded on the glutinous rice, he also rotates the wooden stick with force, which can also play a rolling role and have a better effect.

Especially when the wooden stick fell into the glutinous rice, as soon as the rolling force was exerted to the extreme, he then mobilized the wooden stick and took it up the wooden stick, and easily lifted the wooden stick without letting the glutinous rice stick stick, which consumed more of his strength.

"good!"

"The village chief Zong is the village chief Zong, who is an old hand-made pounding glutinous rice. This move is neat and beautiful."

The villagers who were surrounded by the side had nothing to do for the time being all applauded him, which made the fat old man quite proud.

The glutinous rice was pounded by two people. It was Luo Hui's turn to do the actions of Emperor Gaozong, so everyone's eyes focused on Luo Hui.

As a Chu brother and a rookie, he is a partner with Gaozong, the master of glutinous rice. In the eyes of everyone, Luo Hui expressed great pressure...

So when the stone mortar next to him started to tint, Luo Hui paid attention. After listening to Gao Zong's explanation and analysis, he carefully observed his movements at close range. Luo Hui was confident that he had basically figured out the tricks of pounding glutinous rice.

"Hey!" Luo Hui also raised his energy and cohesion, but he did not raise the wooden stick to the highest level. He only raised it halfway, and then coordinated his whole body to press down and poked it downwards. When the wooden stick was holding it and touching the glutinous rice, his hands holding the wooden stick suddenly tightened and swirled, and his whole body suddenly burst out.

The wooden stick pounded on the glutinous rice and sank deeply.

The depth of the sinking was more than twice as deep as Gaozong had just sank.

When Luo Hui felt that the strength he used on the wooden stick was about to be exhausted, he swung his hands and at the same time he tried hard to move up. The wooden stick was lifted up quickly and did not have any affection for Nuomi, and it was hard to part with him.

There is a lot of nonsense to say, but in fact, the whole action is from the beginning to the end, and in a flash.

Luo Hui poked the stick to lift it, and his entire action of pounding glutinous rice was not dragged on at all. The most important thing was that when he lifted the stick up, he only lifted it half a height. In this way, the time spent on his entire action was one-third less than that of Emperor Gaozong.

The most important thing is that the depth of the wooden sticks he pounded into the glutinous rice was twice that of Emperor Gaozong. By this calculation, his efficiency was much higher than that of Emperor Gaozong.

This is too amazing. The onlookers were stunned, and then they burst out with cheers and cheers. The decibels were just higher than before.

"good!"

"Very good!"

"Xiaohui's skill in pounding glutinous rice with his hands was the most powerful thing I have lived to be sixty or seventy years old."

"The young man is so terrifying!"

"This..." Gao Zong was also stunned. Seeing Xiaohui's movements, he was more skillful than me. He was obviously an old pounding glutinous rice. This kid just asked me what the hell is about pounding glutinous rice. He was really a pig's nose and putting on garlic.

Gaozong curled his lips and asked, "Xiaohui used to make glutinous rice and rice cakes."

"Sorry, Uncle Zong, I have stolen your limelight. This is the first time I'm pounding glutinous rice." Luo Hui said embarrassedly, but there was no look of embarrassment on his face, but instead he felt a little proud.

"Snatch the limelight. You are young and strong, and you are better than me. Is it normal?" Gao Zong gave him a blank look, "It's just that your movements are so skillful, which is really surprising."

"I haven't learned it from you yet." Luo Hui said with a smile.

"Okay, it's true that the younger generation is terrifying." Emperor Gaozong was dissatisfied, "Come on, let's continue to pound glutinous rice, and make it quickly after pounding."

“…”

Luo Hui and Gaozong stood opposite to both sides of the stone mortar.

"Hey! Hey! Hey…"

You come and I will pound it for a few dozen times, then turn the glutinous rice over and continue to come and I will rush it.

"Hey! Hey! Hey..." Luo Hui and Gao Zong yelled...

"Hey! Hey! Hey..." The villagers were gathering together next to each other.

This loud hey sound is louder and more pleasant than the singing, because it contains the deep joy of labor and the joy of harvest.

Blowing this glutinous rice is an absolute physical job. After three or four minutes, Gao Zong's movements slowed down and his movements were not so straightforward. When the end of the wooden stick was lifted up, he would sometimes get entangled with the glutinous rice.

On the other hand, Luo Hui, as he became proficient in his movements and mastered his skills, he became more and more vigorous in his thrust, and his more and more energetic in his thrust. The movements became more and more flexible and more efficient. This surprised and praised the villagers, and Luo Hui's image in their minds became taller and more perfect.

Gaozong was still thinking that Jiang was old and wanted to compete with him, but when he saw that he was tireless like a machine, he would not dare to compete. After another two minutes, the fat old man stopped doing it, threw the wooden stick into Gao's singer and said to him, "You little gezi, come, I'll take a break."

"Brother Zong and Xiaohui are not good, right?" Gao Ge took the opportunity to attack him.

"Go, you can't do it!" Emperor Gaozong said angrily.

"Haha..." The whole village burst into laughter.

Amid their laughter, Gao Ge and Luo Hui started fighting together.

"Hey! Hey! Hey…"

After turning it over and over again, I beat it for a few minutes, and the glutinous rice in the stone mortar had already become mud.

Gao Ge stopped moving, pinched a small ball of glutinous rice mud, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and nodded, "Well, it's very good, it's pounded enough... Xiaohui, you can move the glutinous rice out and put it on the bamboo mat over there, and you're going to start making glutinous rice cakes."

"Okay!" Luo Hui agreed, took out the glutinous rice mud from the stone mortar and placed it on the bamboo mat with glutinous rice flour.

As soon as he put down the large ball of glutinous rice mud, he felt a few figures flashing around him, and then his hands were like eating freshly baked glutinous rice, reaching the glutinous rice mud at the same time with lightning speed.

The little kids grabbed a piece of glutinous rice mud, stuffed it into their mouths, held it and didn't eat it. Then they grabbed a piece of it and slid to the side, and then started eating it with relish. The glutinous rice mud is a bit more delicious than the hot cooked glutinous rice. It would be strange if they didn't steal it and eat it.

The old people didn't scold them this time, they all squeezed a piece of it and ate it happily, and praised it while eating it. Luo Hui also grabbed some and tasted it. He only felt that the glutinous rice paste was fragrant, sticky, and a faint sweetness in his mouth, and the taste was really good.

“…”

The glutinous rice has been pounded, and the glutinous rice cake has officially begun.

A village woman brought several wooden molds from Gaozong's house. These wooden molds were used to make glutinous rice cakes. A wooden mold has two mold holes, which means that two glutinous rice cakes can be made at the same time. On the base of the wooden mold, auspicious characters such as blessing, longevity, fortune, and joy are engraved.

The one who has the most experienced old village women, and the others have helped them. Several middle-aged village women are responsible for grabbing small glutinous rice balls from the pounded large glutinous rice balls, rubbing them into round balls, and throwing them onto the bamboo mat in front of the old village women.

The old village women first dipped some in the raw glutinous rice flour with their hands so that they would not stick to their hands. They picked up the rubbed glutinous rice balls, pressed them into the wooden mold, pinched them left and right, patted them, and then turned the whole wooden mold over, and with a snap, one on the bamboo mat, and two round and white glutinous rice cakes were made.

The old village woman picked up the glutinous rice cake and threw it gently on the bamboo mat. Someone was waiting there. They picked up the glutinous rice cake and started from the end of the bamboo mat, sprinkled some glutinous rice flour, and arranged neatly one by one.

Everyone divided the work and cooperated quickly, and a hundred glutinous rice cakes were made.

While everyone was making glutinous rice cakes, suddenly several figures flashed. A few kids suddenly attacked him. One person stole a few and immediately flicked. They would not eat the prepared glutinous rice cakes directly, fry them, roast them, etc., and they had a lot of ways to eat them.

The old people laughed and scolded, neither chasing nor beating. Anyway, the glutinous rice cake was made, and Is it the villagers enjoyed together?

"Old Mr. Gao, isn't it too monotonous to do this glutinous rice cake?"

The second cage of glutinous rice was not yet steamed, and Luo Hui was also helping to pick up the prepared glutinous rice cakes for discharge. He asked Gao Ge.

Gao Ge smiled and said, "It won't be monotonous. Every year in Gaoqiu, our Gaojia Village makes nearly two thousand glutinous rice cakes, which are divided into four batches. The first batch is the batch we make now. This is the original and the least number... The second batch is the sweet potato glutinous rice cake. After the sweet potato is peeled and cooked, it is added with glutinous rice, mashed with glutinous rice, and then made into glutinous rice... The third batch is potato glutinous rice cake. The potatoes are also peeled and cooked. They are added with glutinous rice, and then mashed them into glutinous rice..."

Gao Ge said this and stopped, smiled, and then said, "The best thing is the fourth batch. The glutinous rice will be mixed and chopped, and steamed five or six ripe pork foam, then chopped green onion, ginger, chili powder. There are also various seasonings, which are also indispensable. We call this kind of glutinous rice cake, and we fry it in lard to eat it. It is the most crispy and delicious.

Gao Ge picked up two glutinous rice cakes that he threw over and arranged them, and said, "Of course, there is no regulation on what to add to the glutinous rice cake and what kind of garlic dishes to add. It's very simple. Just add whatever you want to eat."

The kinds of glutinous rice cakes that Old Man Gao said made Luo Hui swallow his saliva, and his words made Luo Hui's mind flash, and he became concerned. I want to make the best and most delicious glutinous rice cakes. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!