Respect for Labourers 2
Therefore, Miss Xiaoying also came up with a self-boasting statement,"Kong Ming praises Zhuge Liang."
In the animal kingdom of the green home, Little Bear and his mother were walking on the grass. Little Bear found a corn: "Aiyo, Mom, what is this?"
"Cob."
"What's the use of corn?"
Mother Bear told Little Bear,"It's very useful." Eating coarse grains often helped one's health, so it was more convenient to eat corn. Eating more corn can prevent and treat cancer of the stomach. Summer health corn to prevent high blood pressure. The best health care product among the five grains was corn, which was indispensable for the longevity of the elderly.”
"Mom, how do you make corn delicious?”Little Bear asked. Mother Bear introduced,"
" First, cornmeal bread: Take an appropriate amount of cornflour, put it into a container, and stir it with chopsticks while pouring an appropriate amount of boiling water to make it into a ball. Then, he pinched the shape of the cornbread with his hands. Then, he boiled the water in the steamer, placed the kneaded cornbread in the steamer, and steamed it for 10-15 minutes over medium heat. Friends who like sweets can add an appropriate amount of white sugar when they join the noodles. To make it more delicious, some raisins and candied dates could also be added. He could even add some flour.
[Note: The cornmeal must be prepared with boiling water. If cold water is used, the taste will not be as good as boiled water.]
The bottom of the cornbread must be pushed out with a thumb. This method mainly allowed the cornbread to be heated evenly and cooked quickly.
Second, corn cake: Take an appropriate amount of cornflour and flour, the ratio can be determined according to your preferences, add an appropriate amount of yeast powder, then mix it with warm water of 30-40 degrees (you can also use cold water), stir it into a thick paste in a container, then put a steaming cloth inside the steamer (you can choose a new mask, open it, and wash it), then pour the mixed paste into the steamer and steam it for 10-15 minutes.
After it cooled slightly, he cut it into diamond-shaped pieces with a knife.
Similarly, you can add white sugar in advance, and you can also sprinkle some preserved fruits on the surface after the basket is placed.
Third, cornmeal pot sticker: Take an appropriate amount of cornmeal, put it into a container, hold chopsticks and stir while pouring an appropriate amount of boiling water to make it into a ball.
Using a larger iron pot (pig iron pot), add half of the water to the bottom of the pot, make the closed noodles into an oval cake that is as long as the palm (like an olive), and then stick it on the four walls of the hot pot. Then add some water, cover the pot, and steam it for half an hour on medium heat. The fried dumplings made by this method had a layer of yellow rice crust on the bottom. It was extremely fragrant!
Pay attention to: the iron pot should be as big as possible, so as to avoid adding water halfway, so that the pot sticker is open.
If you were afraid that the pot sticker would slip into the water, you could make a circle with the iron sheet in the middle of the bottom of the pot, just the same height as the water.
[4. The cornmeal cake: This is a dish similar to Western pastry, which is more in line with the taste of modern people.]
He put the milk and white sugar into a container and stirred them evenly for use. He put the cornmeal and baking soda powder into the container and mixed them evenly. He poured in the mixed milk and egg liquid and stirred them evenly to make a thick paste. Grease the steaming bowl, pour the preserved fruit on the bottom, pour the corn paste into the steaming bowl, and steam for 10- 15 minutes.
"Of course, you can also pop corn, spread out corncakes, make corn candy, cook corn porridge…"
" I want to eat-" Little Bear was salivating and jumped up happily.
"As long as you have patience, you can eat anything.”said Mama Bear.
"I have patience!"
"Follow me." Mother Bear picked up a shovel, dug the soil loose, and planted the corn in the soil.
"Mom, to eat popcorn, corn cakes, corn candy…you have to plant the corn in the soil?”Little Bear asked in confusion.
"Yes, I am. Only those who grew it themselves could use the endless corn delicacies.”Mother Bear nodded.
The seeds sprouted, and Mother Bear carefully uprooted all the weeds around Xiao Ya.
"Mom, to eat popcorn, corncakes, corn candy…and weeding?”
"Yes, I am. Three minutes, seven minutes." Mother Bear smiled.
The corn seedlings grew as tall as chopsticks, and Mother Bear fertilized them.
"Mom, you want to eat popcorn, cornbread, corn candy…and fertilizer?”
"Yes." Mother Bear said as she stroked Little Bear's head.
The weather was very hot, and the soil had dried up. Mother Bear watered the corn seedlings again.
"Mom, to eat popcorn, cornbread, corn candy…and water?”
"Yes, I am. If you don't water it, the seedlings will die." Mother Bear said as she wiped her sweat.
The corn seedlings grew taller, and some bugs appeared on the leaves. Mother Bear caught all the bugs.
"Mom, to eat popcorn, cornbread, corn candy…and catch bugs?”
"Yes, if the bugs eat all the corn leaves, you won't be able to eat anything.”Mama Bear kissed her cub.
The corn seedlings had grown up and produced large corn cobs that could be harvested. Mother Bear and Little Bear carried the corncobs home.
Mother Bear broke off the yellow corn and dried it in the sun. They made fragrant popcorn, golden tortillas, and sweet corn candy…but Little Bear refused to put these delicacies into his mouth. "Baby, what's wrong?" "I understand how hard it is for a seed to be planted, harvested, and eaten.”"Baby, it's good that you know. Don't forget the hard work of the ox when eating. Well-eat quickly." "Mmm-delicious!" Little Bear put the delicious food into her mouth with tears in her eyes.
When spring came, Little Bear said," Mommy, I want to eat popcorn, corn cakes, corn candy..."
Mother Bear took out a cloth bag." But we only have these few grains of corn.”
"I understand." Little Bear picked up the shovel, took the cloth bag from his mother's hand, and walked towards the field.
The Goat Nosed Angel chanted,
An ode to corn
A seed of corn in the field, raised from you to shade the land of the field, full of foamy milk. Your land is a corn seed. The seed extended a sharp green sword with a yellow tassel on the hilt. With a yellow tasseled beard, he dressed up the countryside. But poets leave history in its grave. Thy song of praise with thy harp. Seeds in the barn: sing of the simple corn in the kitchen. At first, soft whiskers fluttered around his waist, over the teeth of young ears of corn. Then, the skin of the bud opened, showing off the fertile breeding treasure. The curtain of white paper made the laughter of corn fall to the ground. And so you pass through-in your parade, singing in the primitive millstone, dancing in the modern grinder, you sing all the way to the kitchen. There, with the nourishment of milk and cakes, with the mixture of rich condiments and gravy, in the wondrous hands of dark-skinned women. Where you fell into the modern griddle, corn,
Or in the middle of the country beans, adding luster to the dish, making it closer to the pure taste of your essence. Sacrifice for humanity. Biting you, tortillas, is a chorus with the distance, a deep dance-playing the melody of love.
Boiling you, your fragrance wafts to the green earth. However, where could your wealth not reach?
In the saline-alkalized land by the sea, in the calcareous soil, on the bare cliffs, on the empty dining tables of the miners, sometimes only your nickname as a commodity can be heard. Spread your light, your powder, your hope all over the world, in the solitude of Asia, Africa, and America, and let hunger cower and tremble before your spear. In the middle of your long leaves that are like soft dishes, accompany the ordinary labor of our country children, the cradle of growth. We begin to sow our seeds of hope.
Miss Yulu said,"I'll like it too."
[Cob: In a line-up with grain as the key link, you are the top soldiers.] Wearing a thin gauze hat, attracting bees and butterflies from all directions. He was wearing a green sword robe and holding a yellow tassel treasure. Not afraid of the scorching sun, they formed a tight formation. The watcher of wildflowers, this little baby with a fragrance. The rustling melody was accompanied by the croaking of frogs. It was the music of a bumper harvest. For the sake of the golden autumn dream, you crossed the spring snow and faced the sand and dust. You did not stop along the way, taking down one mountain after another and occupying one position after another. In a corner of a plot of land, where is there no heroic bearing of yours? The horn sounded at the end of the shoot, just like sonorous footsteps. The silence was broken. Bring years of food and clothing, dazzling red tassels are your epaulets. The long and narrow leaves are your arms.
The fresh and tender notes are your joy. A straight spine was the reflection of a person's parents.
" Hehe, I'll bask in the sun too." Miss Xiaoying joined in the fun.
The Truth of Millet
Jade grain is better than gold, so it is famous in the world. It is brave and brave, which is loved by farmers. Tassels, red robes, bold and elegant, raise the feelings of the people for thousands of years. Doubtful cane, suspicious beam to Hao stretch, like a bamboo shoot holding a girl. Gauze clothes can be mixed with black cicada wings, blond hair can not lose to blue-eyed people. the land is fertile, the farmers work hard, the gold is fruitful. The farmers were fed and clothed, and they were out of poverty. After removing her makeup, her golden body was revealed, and her body was full of jewels. Ordinary people are like mountain people, great people come from the love of millet.
The goat-nosed male angel sighed with emotion,"When the corn is sown, the shoulders of the people who pick up the manure will have a few layers of skin worn off. There is also the management work of thinning the seedlings, watering, weeding, fertilizing, and so on. In addition, there is harvesting, processing, and so on.""Every snake bites, and the other people who do odd jobs and deal with post-production work are not having it easy either.”"It's just that the division of labor is different, but it's actually the same tiredness and hardship," said Miss Xiaoying.”Goat-nosed male angel: " I drink dung. My right finger is bleeding from the friction. I can't even lift my hand for the whole day. The next day, I use a cloth handle to hug it and continue fighting.""I'm a seed thrower, so I'm running around all day. "Hehe, as for us, the hidden beans, our backs and legs are sore and painful after a day.”Goat Nosed Male Angel: " If it weren't for this hard work, how could there be a lovable corn bun?”Miss Yulu: " If it weren't for this tiredness, how could there be sweet corn cakes in the city?"”Miss Xiaoying,"Without these sacrifices, where would there be cornbread on the tip of my tongue?"
Goat-nosed angel: "We seem to see corn sprouting like bamboo shoots after the rain." On the fat green sword like corn leaves, there was still wet night dew. When the wind shook, the dew rolled down along the thick straw. The corn is like an old man with a long beard."
"Ah!" The corn was growing well: each of the corn cobs was dressed up like a lively and lovely fat doll. They took off their green coats and put on yellow cotton robes. They were also scrambling to poke out their little golden heads, as if they were smiling at me." Miss Xiaoying: " Heehee, look at the corn. Those naughty little elves bring the joy of people and absorb the sweet rain. Under the green skin, it's a bumper harvest! The golden corn opened its pretty mouth and smiled. The cute corn was laughing so happily that she bent over! Cute corn, so lovable!.”The sheep-nosed male angel: " Autumn is the season of harvest. Come and harvest." Miss Yulu: " Autumn, come to our farmhouse and warmly greet the strings of golden corns hanging on the tree. Each of the golden corns shows the unique beauty of autumn."
The three angels concluded. It was still a classic from the ancients. Hoeing crops every day at noon, sweat dripping into the soil, who knew that every grain of rice on the plate was hard work. The goat-nosed male angel said," I hope that people who eat delicious corn can taste the hardships of laborers.”" Give up on looking at the ignorant and shallow secular eyes of the country people--" Miss Yulu said. " Compensate the fruits of labor. You must know how to respect the workers," Miss Xiaoying said. The three angels hoped that the world would understand this principle that even Little Bear could understand!
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