Chapter 457 The weather is hot, it’s better to eat rice peel
After being brought into the space by Zhang An, the two little orioles didn’t panic at all.
They had just adapted to the atmosphere of the space, and now they are enjoying it very much.
Instead, the two little guys stood on Zhang An's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, with their heads raised, looking arrogant.
In the place closest to the small courtyard, Zhang An found a tree for them and rebuilt the bird's nest that Erwa had dismantled.
"Alright little cuties, your next task is to hatch the eggs well and hatch the children as soon as possible. I will release you back to the free mountains and forests as soon as possible."
With a wave of his hand, the two little orioles flew back to their nest from Zhang An's shoulders.
I have no intention of abandoning the nest just because the second baby has demolished it.
This also has a lot to do with Erwa's method of removing the bird's nest. Although the nest was dismantled, it was not dismantled at all. It was dismantled intact.
The two little guys got into the nest for a while, and stood on the branches beside the nest for a while. Their pink little mouths screamed "chirp, chirp, chirp", but their eyes like wearing sunglasses were staring at Look around.
This was their environment in a familiar space, so Zhang An did not continue to care about them and quickly turned his attention away from them.
Entering the yard, Zhang An picked up the purple gourds and yellow gourds that had been washed and nourished with glutinous rice soup and looked at them.
Everyone stopped, the bitter smell that was smelled before was no longer there, replaced by a quiet scent of glutinous rice.
A layer of blood-red rice milk coating has already formed on the inner walls of the two gourds. In fact, this is the diaphragm formed by being moistened with rice milk for a long time.
It’s just that it’s cleaner and more hygienic than filling beeswax directly, and it’s more resistant to high temperatures.
As long as you don't fill them with hot liquid in the future, you don't have to worry about scalding them.
At this point, the two gourds that Zhang An spent a lot of thought on have been developed.
Pour away the rice milk inside the two gourds and clean them with spring water. The two gourds can be used normally.
Zhang An thought about asking his mother to help him braid two ropes and tie them to the gourd after he went out, so that he could carry them on his back when he went out.
When we came to the edge of the spring, there were several adult turtles stretching their four short legs on the bank.
A small pit has been dug out behind their buttocks, and they are currently laying eggs in it.
If any egg-laying tortoise suddenly sees someone outside, the eggs that have not yet been laid will definitely be held back, and they will quickly think of ways to escape. Laying eggs is not as important as the life of the turtle.
But these old turtles in the space act like you’re just looking at me, I’ll do mine, don’t bother me.
They have long since become shameless, and are not afraid of Zhang An at all, because they have been looked at by Zhang An for a long time, and there is nothing they are not used to.
These female turtles shake their bodies every time they lay an egg, feeling like they are doing something very exciting.
After a while, several of them had finished enjoying themselves. They waved their hind legs to cover the newly laid turtle eggs with the mud they had dug up. Then they climbed back leisurely with small steps. The tribe in the pool.
If Zhang An was a little weak, they might not be able to live such a leisurely life.
In the spring water, the few river groups that were released last time have now begun to expand their own groups.
Behind several large river groups, there are a group of small river groups that are growing in size. It should not be long before they start to grow up.
Zhang An reached into the water and stroked a few long tail fins of the river, then left the edge of the spring and walked into the medicine field.
All the medicinal herbs inside are growing prosperously, which will be life-saving in the future.
The rejuvenation grass that Jerry brought back also grew stronger and stronger. On the thick tip of the pen, you can see that the male flowers underground have already bloomed.
On the tip of the big red pen, several bees have already flown over, crawling around on it, carefully collecting pollen.
Fortunately, this thing attracts bees, which proves that the secretion of its mushroom head should be sweet water such as nectar.
If this thing attracts ants, cockroaches, etc., Zhang An really can't believe how "delicious" this thing is.
After all, bees’ preferences are similar to humans. They don’t like smelly smells. For example, they won’t go near smelly flowers.
Cockroaches, ants and flies are just the opposite of bees. They like anything with a pungent smell. Generally, the smellier it is, the more attracted they are.
After these big mushroom heads are favored by the industrious little bees, it is estimated that they will produce their own seeds in a short time.
Zhang An felt that he needed to hurry up and find a batch of suitable parasitic plants for them so that their seeds could continue to grow.
Otherwise, if they can’t find a suitable host when they produce seeds, they will probably have no choice but to lie dormant in the soil until they find a suitable host.
This thing is a little hard to find. Zhang An still wants to rely on this one to grow bigger and stronger, create greater glory, and then plant it in the medicinal fields outside.
Out of the space, Zhang An found that his mother had not returned from a visit.
Someone's family probably had something to do and stopped her, otherwise she would have been back long ago at this time.
"Daughter-in-law, I'll cook whatever you want to eat today."
It's almost noon now, so I can only pick up my sleeves and prepare to cook.
"The weather is too hot. I don't seem to want to eat anything. Otherwise, let's eat rice noodles today. I think I heard the old man selling jelly came to our village."
Su Ying Originally, I had no appetite because of the hot weather, but at this time, the old man selling jelly on a motorcycle entered the village in time.
Zhang An stood at the door and looked towards the bridge. Sure enough, Uncle Liangfen was at the door of Dongli Courtyard.
His motorcycle logo is obvious because there are large baskets tied to several shelves. He is currently surrounded by a group of old ladies from Dongli Yard.
"Okay, you wait at home, I'll go over to him and buy a few more pounds."
Zhang An found a vegetable basin from the kitchen and prepared to go directly.
In fact, you can just wait for Mr. Liangfen to come at the door. After all, since he is coming, he must enter the village.
But Zhang An doesn’t know how much of the cold skin he brought out today is left. If he goes late, he will be snatched up by those old ladies.
When Mr. Liangfen came to visit the village in the past, he usually brought more jelly and not much liangpi.
Because at that time, people in every village bought more jelly noodles, and few people bought liangpi.
But it’s different now. After the old ladies from Dongli Courtyard came, they didn’t buy jelly very much, but they liked to buy jelly.
The amount of goods Mr. Liangfen brings every time is really not enough for them to buy.
Sure enough, at the bridge where Zhang An came, a group of old ladies were surrounding Mr. Liangfen, all of them buying Liangpi.
"Uncle, are there any rice noodles left today?"
Zhang An did not rush up to take a look. After all, they were all a group of elderly little old ladies. How could he? I was so brave, so I asked through the crowd,
"For others, don't worry. This time I brought an extra basket of rice peels, just for you."
The jelly man is not stupid. He didn't bring so many rice peels before because he couldn't sell them. good.
Since I came to Changqing last time, I know that people here especially like to buy his rice noodles, so I brought an extra basket this time.
And he likes coming here very much, because these old ladies buy rice skins from him with money instead of broken rice. Zhang An knew that there was still more, so he was not in a hurry, so he squatted on the roadside and waited for the old ladies to finish buying them first.
After waiting for half a minute, the old ladies had dispersed, and it was finally Zhang An’s turn.
"Young man, how many pounds do you want?"
The jelly man wiped the knife he used to cut the jelly with a towel, raised his head and asked Zhang An.
"If you have any more, weigh ten kilograms of rice skin and five kilograms of jelly."
The weather has been hot these days, and Su Ying's appetite is not good, but the jelly man He doesn’t come here every day, so Zhang An plans to buy more.
Anyway, you can put it in the space, and when you take it out to eat tomorrow, it will still be as fresh.
"Will you still use broken rice this time?"
Uncle Liangfen has been to Changqing many times. Although he can't call Zhang An by name, he also knows that he is a real person. villagers.
People in the village don't like to spend money to buy jelly from him, and usually use sifted broken rice.
“Just use the money, I don’t have that much broken rice at home.”
Zhang An said with a smile. In fact, it’s not that there is no broken rice at home, but that he wants to keep the broken rice. Come down and make wine.
The uncle was very happy when he heard that. The ten kilograms of rice skins that were originally weighed were so high that he cut another one for Zhang An.
This is mainly because Zhang An’s family has bought jelly from him for so many years, so he is a repeat customer.
And Zhang An bought more this time, and he still used money to tie it up. He made more money than broken rice, so he gave a little more.
The jelly man is also a veteran in business, otherwise this business would not have been able to last for so many years.
"Why did you buy so much? How many meals will it take to finish it?"
When Zhang An returned home, Su Ying's eyes widened as she looked at the full basin of cold noodles.
She felt that Zhang An was preparing to feed the pigs, doing so much.
“I’m not thinking that the weather is very hot these days and it’s suitable for eating rice noodles, so I’ll buy some more to keep. After all, the man selling jelly doesn’t come every day, so I won’t be able to buy it by then. Let’s buy it.”
Zhang An put down the cold skin and jelly noodles, then went to the vegetable garden to pick up some green onions, coriander and Zheer roots.
To eat Liangpi, these things are indispensable.
"But this is too much. It would be a pity if it goes bad. Our mother will definitely tell you when she comes back."
Su Ying silently calculated it, and she thought it was a ton. At most two or three taels, this pot is probably enough for her to eat dozens of meals.
But she seems to have forgotten that the men in her family need at least a pound of bottom for each meal, and this pot is actually not much.
"It's okay. I can find a place to put it. I guarantee that when I take it out to eat tomorrow, it will taste the same as today. By the way, do you want some shredded bean sprouts? The shredded bean sprouts made by my second mistress are delicious. .”
Picking up the chives and coriander in his hand, Zhang An talked about the jar of shredded bean sprouts made by his second mistress.
Shredded bean sprouts are made from shredded vegetables and are pickled. They are very delicious when used to steam meat, make noodles or mix with cold skin.
"You go about your business, I'll go get it."
As expected, when it came to food, Su Ying was led astray by Zhang An.
"No, no, no, I've already picked the green onions. Please help me pick the scallions. I'll be back in a while."
Zhang An shook his head and said, relying on his second grandma to say If Su Ying goes, it will probably take a long time to get back the love of her grandson's daughter-in-law and her great-grandson.
Entering the kitchen, Zhang An found a soup bowl, filled some cold skin and brought it over.
When we came to the yard of the old man’s house, the two elders were having lunch in the yard.
"Grandpa, it's time to eat. I bought some rice noodles. You can wait until lunch time to eat."
Although the two elders are already eating at this time, two or three in the afternoon At o'clock, it is quite comfortable to eat cold skin.
"You don't have anything to eat. If you don't have anything to eat, just eat something here."
The old lady has long since refused her grandson's kindness to them. Anyway, they would accept whatever Zhang An gave them.
"I haven't eaten yet. Let's have rice noodle for lunch. I'll come over and grab some shredded bean sprouts and mix them with the rice noodle. Su Ying said the shredded bean sprouts made with milk are delicious."
If Su Ying was here, and after hearing this, she rolled her eyes and looked at him. It was obviously what he wanted to eat, so why did he become him.
"If Xiaoying likes to eat, you can take the jar back. Anyway, we don't eat it often."
As soon as the old lady heard that it was her granddaughter-in-law who wanted to eat, she put down her rice bowl and pulled her away Zhang An entered the kitchen.
I took out a jar from the lower level of the cupboard. As soon as I opened it, Zhang An smelled a very fragrant smell.
After the shredded bean sprouts are prepared, they can be packed in jars like pickles. If sealed, they can be stored for several years without spoiling.
“It’s not that much. She just wants to take a bite when she wants to come. She doesn’t eat every day. I just grab a little and that’s enough.”
This jar can hold more than ten kilograms. You can probably eat it for a whole year if you take it home.
The old lady thought the same thing. My granddaughter-in-law is pregnant with her great-grandson. How can she eat such rotten pickles every day? She must eat some good ones.
"Milk, that's a lot. This is enough to eat. I'll catch it when you're done."
The old lady was very good at picking things up. She took the chopsticks and put them into the jar. After picking it up a few times, the soup bowl Zhang An brought was more than half full.
"Then you eat first, and come here to grab it when you're done."
After holding a full bowl, the old lady stopped with satisfaction.
"Grandpa, I'll go back first."
With a bowl full of shredded sprouts, Zhang Anxin went back with satisfaction.
Back home, Zhang An cut all the prepared side dishes, and also cut two cucumbers.
Of course, Wang Fang’s pickled sour radish is also indispensable.
I don’t eat sour radish in June and I miss my mark while walking. The sour radish pickled by Wang Fang tastes very delicious.
Zhang An took out two of them, washed them, and cut them into diced radish cubes. He would eat them with rice noodles later, which would make them more delicious.
"Daughter-in-law, the meal is ready."
After Zhang An prepared a bowl of red oil chili, it was time to start the meal. He took the lead in mixing a bowl and handed it to Su Ying.
Although Zhang Jianguo and Wang Fang haven't come back yet, Liangpi, you can eat your own food without waiting to be together.
(End of this chapter)