Chapter 35 Steamed Polygonatum and Roasted Sweet Potato
The two rabbits were startled and ran away in two directions.
However, as a first-level transcendent, Li Xiang would be extremely embarrassed if one of the two hares escaped.
He threw the high-density knife fiercely and immediately cut off the head of a rabbit. At the same time, he caught up with the other rabbit with long strides. A big hand fell from the sky, grabbed the hare's neck, and twisted it gently. , and gave it a happy time.
The hares never imagined that human speed could actually crush them.
Li Xiang walked over, picked up the high-density knife, wiped it clean on the grass, and then picked up the head and body of another rabbit. He looked around and saw a stream not far away, so he came to the stream. , bleed the rabbit, skin it, disembowel it, and clean it on the spot.
If you go back and do it, it will be bloody and you will have to throw away the garbage. It will be more convenient to deal with it outside.
After arriving home, it was still early, so Li Xiang mixed the three golden chanterelles and six purple coral fungi he had accumulated with the first-order mutant spiritual grass, together with the chicken fir, matsutake, bigfoot mushroom, etc., and added a processing The good rabbit was sent to grandma's house on a tricycle.
Grandpa and grandma were very happy and left Li Xiang to have dinner before letting him come back.
My uncle has two children. One daughter is in high school and only comes home during monthly vacations. The other son is slightly younger. He is in the fifth grade of elementary school. The little boy actually saw Li Xiang’s video. During the meal, he kept saying that he must come. If my cousin's face appears in the video, he might become an internet celebrity in the future.
He also asked Li Xiang how much money he made in a very gossipy manner.
Grandpa and grandma were also very surprised when they heard about it, thinking that this can also make money?
Li Xiang explained: "I don't make much money, just selling some local products from the mountains, which is a little better than working."
Grandma was very pleased and encouraged him to work hard and succeed in any field.
Grandpa was quite regretful. In his words, he felt that Li Xiang went back to his hometown to farm after studying, which was a bit of an incompetence. It would be great if he could become a civil servant and join the system.
Grandpa didn't mean to be sarcastic. He was simply worried about Li Xiang's future and felt that he might have a better choice. The old man had actually been hoping that Li Xiang would succeed.
Li Xiang was silent and ashamed. It wasn't that he had never thought about taking the civil service exam, he just didn't pass it.
However, the end of the world is approaching, with only one out of ten billion people left, and the system no longer has an iron rice bowl. He has no interest in taking the public examination at all now.
I would be very satisfied if I could live every day well and enjoy the rare few years of peace before the end of the world. After the end of the world comes, I can better protect myself, take care of my family, and if possible, lead more people through that disaster.
Although there is a system, he does not feel that he can be the savior.
In the face of the disaster of the entire solar system, he is too insignificant and can only do his best. It’s good to have a clear conscience.
My cousin's grades were not very good, so my grandparents were very worried and asked Li Xiang to have time to tutor him. The two elders could not help with academic matters at home except for picking him up and taking care of him.
Nowadays, the homework in elementary school is too difficult and involves too much work to complete. This is also the tragedy of left-behind children.
Li Xiang said no problem. During the winter vacation, he would let the little guy go to his home and give him some guidance.
Anyway, Jiang Caier will also be tutored by then, as much as her younger cousin. My cousin can come over if she wants.
The little cousin agreed excitedly. He didn't have much interest in doing homework in the past, but going to his cousin's house to play and there were such fun videos must be very good and full of longing.
Although the end of the world will come, exams and other things are no longer important enough, but learning is for yourself. The more difficult the human moment, the more important knowledge becomes. Otherwise, "inheritance" will be cut off and humans will really return to primitive society.
By the time Li Xiang came back, grandma had already cleaned the Polygonatum, chopped the rabbit into pieces, marinated it with salt, and put it in the refrigerator.
Tomorrow’s delicacies: Braised rabbit head, Jianghu fresh pot rabbit.
It has to be said that for the foodies in Sichuan Province, they really can’t get enough of these two items.
The rabbits eaten by people in the city are all farmed, but they are not as delicious as the hares that Li Xiang hunts.
Li Xiang continued to dig for Polygonatum japonica in the mountains, but the video was no longer taken. He dug for five days in a row and harvested 300 kilograms of high-quality wild Polygonatum odoratum. Only then did he start "nine steaming and nine drying".
The kitchen was too small to operate, so he found a place in the backyard and built two large wood-burning stoves. He went to the town to buy two large iron pots and two sets of large steamers, and came back to steam.
These two firewood stoves are much "simple". They are actually made of bricks and are used for temporary "makeshift" use. Anyone who has had a banquet in the countryside knows that it only takes ten minutes to set up such a stove. matter.
Of course, many people now use gas tanks, or directly burn briquettes, which saves trouble, but Li Xiang still likes to burn firewood.
The "artistic conception" and "health" of burning wood cannot be replaced by gas and briquettes.
In Europe, many homes still have traditional fireplaces that burn firewood.
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This time when he went to town, Li Xiang also bought a kitchen knife that he had been thinking about.
The style is similar to the one at home. It is an old-fashioned wrought iron knife with a steel blade. Of course, it cannot be compared with the one at home that is mixed with a shield machine blade. However, Li Xiang tried it and found that it still feels good and the blade is quite good. sharp.
The boss said that it can be used for cutting and cutting because the back of the knife is relatively thick, and it can be used for chopping garlic and cucumbers. It will never break like some big brands, and it also comes with a whetstone.
But the piece given was relatively small, and Li Xiang didn't like it, so he simply discussed with the boss, added some money, offered a discount, and bought a large whetstone.
In addition to buying these things, I also brought some vegetables, meat, fish, lotus seeds, white fungus, dried longan, scallops, dried shrimps, rock sugar, seasonings, flour and so on.
Anyway, every time I go to the city, a big tricycle is basically dragged back. People in the village are saying that Li Xiang's family is now very luxurious, and they are willing to eat and wear clothes.
Li Xiang is not stingy either. Every time he passes by the entrance of the village, he will share some small cakes with everyone. If he meets a male elder, he will smoke a few cigarettes, so he has a "very good reputation".
As night falls, the backyard of Li Xiang's house is "busy" with firewood burning in two large stoves, hot water boiling in a large iron pot, and a tall steamer filled with cleaned Polygonatum japonica.
Grandma didn't sleep. She and Li Xiang sat in the backyard to add fire to the stove. The two dogs also lay beside the owner to accompany them.
As the weather turns cooler, this kind of fire burns warmly, and grandma's kind face is filled with a rosy luster. Looking back on the past few years, I was alone at home, and I went to bed early every day. It was deserted. My home had never been so "prosperous". .
Li Xiang placed five large sweet potatoes next to the fire and roasted them, turning them over. When the charcoal fire became more intense, he buried the sweet potatoes with embers with sparks. After about half an hour, he took them out and blew the outside clean. I peeled off the ashes gently, it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, steaming hot and fragrant.
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