Chapter 448 Corn cobs were replaced with donkey meat
After a year, seeing fresh corn cobs again, still sweet and soft glutinous rice balls, made Zhang An’s stomach turn upside down. .
I haven’t had anything to eat for so long before, and when I didn’t see it, I didn’t feel anything at all.
But suddenly when I saw it, I was so greedy that I couldn’t stop.
There are only a dozen or so young bracts in this basket, leaving two or three for frying and eating at night, but not much is left. Zhang An’s mouth is so big that one person has to bite several.
“Go, go, there are only a few of them. Send these to Xiao Chen and Sister-in-law Luo. The rest will have to wait for a few days. I’m afraid I’ll have to eat them for you in the future. Eat until you finish."
Wang Fang ignored Zhang An. After grabbing two or three, he handed the basket to Zhang An and asked him to deliver it to Chen Ze and Li Mingwu's home.
It's not that Wang Fang doesn't want to break off more, but it's because only these few are cooked, and the others are not that interesting, but it is estimated that it will only be in these two days.
"Okay, okay, I'll send it off right away."
Zhang An was a little disappointed, but only a little.
I made up my mind to add some ingredients to the vegetable field in the evening so that the corn will mature tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so it can be used as early fertilization.
Carrying the basket, Zhang An walked towards Dongli Yard. He met no villagers on the way, but met many residents of Dongli Yard.
They are all old ladies, gathering in groups at the intersection right now, chatting about something homely.
It seems that in the past few months since they moved to the village, they have integrated into the life of the village, and they have even learned how the old ladies in the village conduct their daily routine.
"Oh, Xiao Zhang is here. Is your corn ready to eat? Then I'll buy a few and fry them. I'm tired of the recent dishes."
Lu The old lady quickly saw Zhang An approaching during the heated chat, but she saw more of the corn cobs in Zhang An's basket.
Immediately took the lead and surrounded Zhang An, staring at the corn cobs inside.
Corn cobs are not yet on the market this season, and even Zhang An’s are not yet fully mature. These things are new to them.
Although they grew some vegetables in their own yard, they still had to buy most of them from the village.
In this season, there are not many types of vegetables grown in rural areas, so they almost have nothing to eat.
I happened to see the corn cobs in Zhang An's basket, and I immediately wanted to buy some to change the dishes.
"Don't tell me, my little grandson's favorite is fried corn kernels with minced meat. He also likes to eat them cooked. I have to buy some to take home."
"You found out No, the corn from Xiao Zhang’s family has a very fragrant smell. I’m afraid it won’t taste better when cooked.”
For a while, several old ladies talked to each other. Yes, I will make an appointment to chop corn cobs at Zhang An's house.
"Grandma, if you want to eat it, you may have to wait two or three days. My mother saw it today and there are only a few that can be broken. There is still less time for the others."
Zhang An had a wry smile on his face, he didn't even have to eat it himself yet, how could he have any extra to sell to these old ladies.
"That's it, let's wait a few days, but you have a lot here, so just give me one. I'll put in more chili and pork when I go back, and I can fry a bowl."
After listening to Zhang An’s words, the old ladies gave up the idea of going to their house to buy.
But this idea hit the corn cobs in his basket.
“Grandmas, if you have more, I will give you a few. But these are for my Grandpa Chen. To be honest, I don’t even have to eat them.”
Zhang An regretted that he should not have covered himself with something when he came out, so that others would not see him.
“It turns out it’s for Old Man Chen, so we won’t fight with him and wait a few days before going to your house to buy it.”
When several old ladies heard that it was for Grandpa Chen Ze sent it, so he no longer stopped Zhang An.
Because among this group of old men and women, Chen Ze’s grandfather is the oldest. He is almost eighty, and is many years older than them.
After all, at such an old age, no one can say how many days there will be in the future. It is really not easy to compete with others.
"Grandmas, you chat for now while I go over first."
Finally getting rid of the blockage of a few old ladies, Zhang An quickly said hello and left.
Because these old ladies are so nagging, a young man named Zhang An is no match for them.
If I don’t leave, the next topic will be picked up, and it’s hard to say whether I will leave or not.
Arriving at Chen Ze's house, Zhang An found that their nanny was cooking.
"Hey, I came on time today, just in time for dinner. Aunt Li is cooking fish with black bean sauce today. It tastes so delicious."
Zhang An hasn't walked into the room yet, I smelled a strong aroma of black bean wafting outside.
The nanny of Chen Ze’s family is named Li. She is an aunt with great cooking skills and her cooking is very delicious.
Although Aunt Li is from a rural area, it is said that this craft is passed down from her ancestors.
It was precisely because of his cooking skills that he was favored by Chen Ze’s family and has been employed for many years.
"Xiao An is here. Isn't this what your mother brought me a pound of dried black bean sauce yesterday? It smelled very fragrant, so I made a dish of black bean fish for the old man."
Said , Aunt Li came out with a steaming plate of black bean fish with fragrant aroma.
No wonder Zhang An smelled the smell so familiar, feeling that it was the dried black bean sauce made only by his mother.
"That's just right. Some of the Nuobao Gu grown by my mother can be eaten, and Aunt Li can also add some vegetables to Grandpa Chen."
It just so happened that Aunt Li had just put away the pot, and these corn cobs were given to her. It came at just the right time.
Although there are only three people eating in Chen Ze's family, they basically have four dishes and one soup for every meal.
This is the old man’s habit. The amount of dishes can be smaller, but four dishes and one soup must be guaranteed.
"Does your Nuobao Gu grow so fast? I just put on the red hat when I went there a few days ago. I didn't expect it to be edible."
Aunt Li often goes to Zhangjiakou. An's family picks vegetables in the field, so he knows everything about the situation in Zhang An's family's vegetable field.
Sometimes when she has nothing to do, she will go over and grow vegetables with Wang Fang.
The red hat in her mouth is the corn silk on the corn cob.
Because when the corn is first carried, the corn silk that grows out looks like red tassels, so rural people generally call it Red Riding Hood.
Usually when people communicate with each other about the situation of corn in the fields, they will talk about smallpox and wear red hats to indicate the growth stage of corn.
"It's not too soon. Spring started early this year, and my mother planted the seeds early."
After talking to Aunt Li for a few more words, Zhang An walked to the yard. , Chen Ze and the old man are both here.
The old man must have just finished watering the flowers in the yard and is putting fish food in the pond.
Chen Ze, on the other hand, was squatting in the corner of the yard where their chicken pen was kept.
"Zhang An, come here quickly, I discovered something very strange."
Chen Ze saw Zhang An coming, waved to him, and called him over.
"What's wrong?"
After saying hello to the old man, Zhang An went to Chen Ze to see what medicine this man was selling. "Good news, the two hens caught from your house have started laying eggs, but the eggs look like this, soft and without eggshells."
Chen Ze said Then he reached out and held an egg in front of Zhang An's eyes.
When the two hens were caught, they were already nearly half-grown chickens, so it was not surprising that they laid eggs not long after Chen Ze caught them.
“Oh, this is a dumpling, there’s nothing wrong with it, you can eat it.”
Pahe eggs are soft eggs, with no eggshell and only a layer of membrane surrounding the egg white and yolk inside.
Children in rural areas have all seen this kind of coward, so there is nothing strange about it.
However, these are abnormal eggs. The eggs Chen Ze used to eat at home were all bought, and they have never been seen as normal.
"Then why does it have no eggshell? Other chickens have eggs. Could it be that it is sick?"
This somewhat subverts Chen Ze's understanding, because in his case It seems that an egg must have a shell to be called an egg.
“It’s not that your chickens are sick, it’s probably because they have been kept in the chicken coop and haven’t eaten any sand.”
The chicken coop in Chen Ze’s family is not small, and it is kept in There is plenty of light and space in the yard. If you let them out and peck on the ground more in the future, you won't have this problem.
Then it can only be due to the lack of minerals in his chicken's body.
After all, normal chickens like to peck at sand and pebbles, and egg shells are made of calcium carbonate.
“It turns out that this is the case, the strange knowledge has increased again.”
Chen Ze suddenly felt that his head was itching, as if he wanted to grow a brain.
"Okay, I'm going back."
I still have to go to Li Mingwu's house. Zhang An didn't stay at Chen Ze's house for too long.
"Don't leave in a hurry, Xiao An. Come and have dinner with me before you leave."
When the old man saw that Zhang An was leaving, he came to the door to keep someone there.
“If I can’t stay with Grandpa Chen, I have to go to Uncle Li’s house next door, and my mother and the others are still at home waiting for me to go back for dinner.”
When it’s not the busy farming season, meals at Chen Ze’s house It's similar to Zhang An's.
The two families were not far apart, and Zhang An was only a few steps away.
Li Mingwu’s family has been here for the longest time and has completely integrated into the village, so it is relatively late to eat, and Mrs. Luo has not started cooking yet.
Zhang An sent the corn cobs over, which saved the elders from trying to persuade him to stay.
"Wait a minute, Xiao An, this is the donkey meat that your Shu Qing sent over today, take a piece back with you."
Although there was no guest, Mrs. Luo grabbed a large piece of meat when she called Zhang An Start cutting.
“Oh Aunt Luo, just keep it for me and Uncle Li to eat. You really don’t need to give it to us.”
Although Zhang An said he didn’t want it, his body was honest. stood still.
Not to mention this life, he has never eaten donkey meat in his previous lives combined, and he does have the idea of trying it.
When he heard about donkey meat, the first thing that came to his mind was that the donkey meat was burned, but the burning was avoided.
“Hey, we two old guys can’t finish such a big piece. It won’t taste good after being stored for a long time. But I’ve never touched this donkey meat before and I’m not good at cooking it, so this raw meat Take it back and ask how to make it. The little chef in the village will definitely know how to make it.”
If he could make it, Mrs. Luo would have already made it.
After all, the weather is relatively hot. Although there is a refrigerator, it will still become stale after a day or two.
The little chef the old lady was talking about was Zhou Yang.
This guy's current cooking skills feel even better than those of Zhang Jianzhong who has been cooking for ten or twenty years.
So people here in Dongli Courtyard call him the little chef, and he is famous in several nearby villages.
"Thank you, Aunt Luo. I'll give you some corn cobs in exchange for such a big piece of donkey meat. It's a great deal."
Old Mrs. Luo said Zhang Anke couldn't bear it, so he cut the piece of donkey meat in half and gave Zhang An half of it.
Carrying this heavy piece of donkey meat in my hand, it felt like it weighed at least five or six kilograms.
"You kid, that's all you see. Why don't you tell us that you always send us everything you eat?"
The old lady pretended to be unhappy and glared at Zhang An said.
"Why isn't my uncle Li at home? It's almost dark today."
Zhang An didn't see Li Mingwu, and he wasn't in the yard either.
"How can he stay at home? He must be setting up a dragon gate formation with others at the entrance of the village. Xiao An, call him for me when you go back, saying that it's time to come back for dinner. I won't wait if it's late. He can only eat dishwater when he comes back.”
The dragon gate formation at the entrance of the village is quite an occasion. As long as it is not busy, it will be there from morning to night.
After all, there are so many elderly people in the village. People come and go. When someone goes home to eat, someone will finish their meal and come back again. It’s like rushing to the market.
Even when the fields are very busy and the old people in the village don't have time to come, there will always be the place for these old men in Dongli Yard.
There may be fewer people during the day, but it becomes even more lively at night after dinner and when the moon comes out.
Especially when someone brings a radio there, it’s a lively event.
However, Mrs. Luo had no objection to Li Mingwu’s preference to set up the Longmen Formation there.
Because they came here to provide for the elderly. If the old man at home can have fun, she won’t say much. As long as he is healthy, it will be good.
"Okay Aunt Luo, I'll go back first. My corn will be fully ripe in two or three days. If you want to eat it then, go over and break it."
From the East After leaving the fence yard, Zhang An walked to the entrance of the village without going home. He deliberately went to the grain drying field to take a look.
Sure enough, there are more than a dozen old men gathered here, and my second grandfather and fourth grandfather are among them.
They were all gathered around a wooden table, with seeds, peanuts, tea, and a radio playing an unknown radio station on the table.
Of course, the essential items are a pile of leaf tobacco that has been cut into sections and a dozen bamboo pipes.
The tables and chairs here are all made by carpenter Lin in the village, which can be regarded as a benefit provided by the village to the elderly.
As for the sunflowers and peanuts on the table, you bring some and I bring some to make a pile.
After all, everyone in the village has this thing. It is not a valuable item.
The old men in Dongli Courtyard often bring various dried fruit snacks.
As for tea, basically anyone can bring a pot if it is convenient for them. The strange thing is that someone often refills it.
(End of this chapter)