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The atmosphere of the Su family's first day of the new year was so lively, which foreshadowed the prosperity of the Su family in the new year.

After the whole family made a summary of their income for the year, it was time for Grandpa Su and Grandma Su to make their grand finale.

Grandpa Su said: "Old lady, tell me?"

"Let's talk about it, you are in charge of our account."

Grandma Su peeled a melon seed in her hand, and put the melon seeds in a small bowl beside her.

Grandpa Su cleared his throat and began to summarize.

The three brothers of the Su family, who originally thought that their parents' income was not high, were dumbfounded after hearing Grandpa Su's words.

What?

Misheard, or is it true that parents can make money so much?

"Father, mother, did you two elders really earn so much money?" Su Er Er asked wailingly.

Grandma Su glared at her silly son, and said, "Why, you lied to me and gave me money?"

Second Su: "..."

The three brothers looked at each other, they were really only a little better than Chen Xiuyuan!

The three brothers of the Su family looked at each other in blank dismay, the young one was powerful, and the old one was even more powerful?

The old and the young set off how incompetent they are.

Before returning, Grandma Su and Grandpa Su had already taken stock of their income for the past few months.

In the first half of the year in the county, the two elders made a lot of money.

But when the money was opened in the capital, Yiming Pavilion was invested.

This time, they only started counting after they arrived in the capital and opened a restaurant.

In a few months, the net income of the restaurant was more than 8000.

This was something that would have been unthinkable half a year ago.

"Father, mother, you can't take it easy. If you are like this, let us be sons, it is shameless!" Su Laoer complained.

"Why, you guys are worthless, why don't you please me and your father to work harder?" Grandma Su blamed her son with widened eyes.

Second Su, who suffered another critical blow, decided not to speak.

I can't talk today!

All right, parents work hard, and the children are promising, so they will be salted fish!

Su Xiaotian saw that the mood of the fathers was not very good, so she smiled and comforted her: "Eldest father, second father, work hard, after a while, there will always be a time when you will get rich."

The city has already started doing business, and the countryside is a little behind.

But Su Xiaotian remembered that the household production contract will soon be implemented.

Even if they are slower here, it will only be a matter of one or two years.

At that time, let Daddy and the others contract out the pig farm or chicken farm, and they will definitely make money.

I just don't know if the competition will be fierce or not. If there are too many people robbing, we will have to re-plan.

After hearing what the little niece said, the faces of the two elders were full of joy.

"Look at what Xiaotian said, we are waiting to get rich!"

Su Xiaotian shook her head solemnly and said: "If you want to get rich, you can't wait, you have to work hard!"

Su Xiaotian thought again, there are still some things, she should say hello to the captain's uncle early.

In the past few years, as long as people who are brave and willing to work hard, life will not be bad.

The people in the brigade must seize the opportunity and not miss it, so as to be the first to get rich.

As for the source of the news, Su Xiaotian was never worried.

What can the Su family say now, they are also people living in the capital, so it's nothing to hear a few news!

After eating dumplings and talking for such a long time, Grandma Su felt that it was almost the same.

"Go to sleep, look at Xiaoyuan, I don't want to open my eyes anymore."

Isn't that right, the kid Chen Xiuyuan finished his income and finally couldn't hold on, holding a pile of money, lying in his mother's arms, half asleep and half awake.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, the genius was dim, and the Su family got up.

According to local rules, long noodles are eaten on the morning of the first day of the new year.

Take the good intentions of long life.

Long noodles are actually a kind of hand-rolled noodles, a very local food.

The production of long noodles is considered a luxury food in this era because it requires refined white noodles, eggs, and meat dumplings.

Families with better conditions can eat a few meals during the New Year.

The conditions are poor, and only one meal can be eaten on the morning of the first day of the new year.

Since it is a hand-rolled noodle, it pays attention to a certain texture, which requires very high craftsmanship from the maker.

From kneading the noodles, the maker must take every step very accurately in order to make truly high-quality noodles.

The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the hot and cold environment when making noodles will affect the taste of noodles.

Grandma Su is undoubtedly the best veteran at making long noodles in Shili Bacun.

How much water needs to be added, how much alkali needs to be put, never go wrong.

That is, the strength of the noodles and the time of kneading the noodles can be mastered just right.

And it can be adjusted in time according to the season.

In short, Grandma Su can do it perfectly every time.

Bringing out a large bowl of white noodles, Grandma Su began to knead the noodles with warm water,

Soon, a large ball of moderately hard, smooth and non-sticky dough appeared in the large porcelain basin.

Grandma Su woke up the dough, and then mixed it with the second bowl of noodles.

"If this was in the past, how could I dare to take out so much white flour."

The Su family has a large population, and a meal requires a lot of white noodles. During the few years when the conditions were not good, they only dared to cook a little bit. One bowl for each person in the family, that's what it meant.

But in the past two years, life has been visibly easier to the naked eye.

"That's not right, mother, our family's current life is like New Year's Eve every day." Liang Xiu is very satisfied with her current life.

Grandma Su made three pots of noodles in a row before stopping.

After a little kneading, the earliest reconciled dough has woken up.

"Mother, let third brother knead the dough!" Liang Xiu suggested.

"Okay, he's strong, let's replace him." Grandma Su didn't think there was anything wrong with her son helping to knead the dough.

Rolling the noodles requires three wake-ups and three kneading before entering the next step of rolling the noodles.

The time to wake up the noodles will be adjusted in time according to the different seasons in spring and summer, and the kneading person needs skills in addition to the strength of kneading the dough.

In recent years, the three brothers of the Su family who have been trained by my mother are all good at this.

Those who are used to hard work can only knead the dough vigorously when kneading the dough.

Su Lao San was really good at kneading the dough quickly under the guidance of Grandma Su.

When it comes to the most critical link of rolling noodles, this is a purely technical job, and the brothers of the Su family will not know it.

Some people roll noodles, and the thickness is always uneven;

The noodles rolled out by some people are neither round nor square, which looks unattractive;

Some people even broke the noodles.

Grandma Su can roll out square dough pieces.

The third sister-in-law of the Su family followed her mother-in-law, and now she can make good noodles.

The three sisters-in-law and Su Manxiu rolled the noodles, and Grandma Su was in charge of cutting the noodles.

The noodles that Grandma Su cut out are uniform and distinct, and slightly thinner than Xianxiang.

"Mother, you have been in the capital for so long, and you are not unfamiliar with your skills at all."

Su Manxiu watched as Grandma Su picked up a handful of cut noodles and said.

In ten miles and eight villages, Grandma Su is the best at rolling and cutting noodles.

I thought that when we arrived in the capital, Grandma Su would stop rolling noodles, and her craftsmanship would deteriorate, but I didn't expect that it was still so good.

"Some things are etched in your bones!" Grandma Su smiled happily.

"Mom, did our family make a little more noodles this year?" Qi Liangying suddenly felt that the amount of noodles seemed a bit wrong.

"Oh, look at me, why did I forget such an important thing!" Grandma Su put down the knife in her hand and slapped her thigh.

"What's wrong, mother!?"