Chapter 16 16. Digging wild vegetables
After the Waking of Insects, it’s the spring rain.
The misty drizzle fell silently, and the entire fields and hills were covered with a layer of light blue mist, furry and wet.
Song Sancheng had just settled his wages to the villagers. Now he smelled the rain and soil outside, and a smile appeared on his face.
“This rain came at the right time.”
For more than half a month, they have been busy every day. Wu Lan has to cook for a large group of people and clean up at home and outside.
Song Sancheng has to take people to weed the fields, weed the hillsides, cut down trees, trim tree trunks, and also have to take time to build pig pens, chicken coops and duck sheds...
Delivery of bacteria this afternoon I just came here, and I planned to order some bacteria at home tomorrow without going out, so I settled the salary, which was tens of thousands.
Look again, God takes care of everyone: it’s raining!
Ulan held the account book and sighed: "Tantan, your 60,000 yuan is gone."
"If you have to spend money next, it will be supported by me and your father. You have to follow our arrangements." Otherwise, I'm really afraid that if she loosens her grip, she will make arrangements again.
Song Tan made some mental calculations -
The piglets haven't been brought back yet, but the pig pens have been set up, and her mother can afford the money without having to pay for it. Ducklings have to be bought and money has to be paid.
I won’t buy any chickens this year. Grandma’s house is incubating them!
The woodland on the hillside has been cleared, and all the seeds have been purchased. Next, we need some labor to plant the strains, but there are no other expenses!
She nodded and asked the key question: "Mom, what can we eat?"
Ulan was suffocating in her heart: "We have no money, what can we eat? Go, take Qiao Qiao and dig wild vegetables on the slope. ! ”
“Okay! ”
There are so many slopes with wild vegetables in the countryside, not to mention other things, just the depressions on the hillside behind their house. .
However, the best season for digging wild vegetables has not yet arrived, and I am afraid that the amount is not much now, and it is only enough for them to eat one or two meals.
Song Tan went back to the room to tidy up, thought for a while, and took her mobile phone holder with her: "Qiao Qiao, go dig wild vegetables!"
Song Qiao Qiao couldn't wait to rush out of the yard: "Oh! Next! It’s raining! I’m going to tread water with Mother Pig!”
However, the rain is foggy and the ground feels a little wet. Where did it come from?
Qiaoqiao was silent.
The siblings ran into the forest like monkeys. Behind them, Wulan was still shouting: "Tear some wild onions and come back to scramble eggs for you!"
...
Both grew up in the mountains. The siblings moved very quickly. In the middle, Song Tan even took another look at the rough pig pen in the back mountain -
It was built with wood. It was a large shed with branches and raincoats on the top, and the inside was raised with stones. Even before the straw was spread inside, it was already quite fresh and clean.
With such a large amount of pig raising activity, the pork must be delicious. But there is also a problem. Pigs must urinate randomly every day. The range of activities in the mountains is too large, and there is no way to build a cesspool for them. Song Sancheng thought about this for a long time.
However, he finally figured it out.
When the piglets are still young, don't let them run around, otherwise there will be grass, tree roots, and stones on the hillside, and they will be easily injured.
At this time, make their circle smaller, dig a shallow pit, and slowly throw the pig manure into it. Slowly, the pig will know where to poop.
When you get used to it, you can expand the scope step by step as you get older...
It will work, Song Sancheng is also raising pigs in the mountains for the first time, let’s give it a try! At worst, if you put in more effort and shovel shit on the mountain every day, it can be fermented and used as fertilizer.
Bypassing this forest, we reached a gentle slope halfway up the back mountain, where green grass had begun to sprout.
Qiao Qiao was already pointing to a large bush of green wild onions: "Sister! Scrambled eggs!"
Wild onions are also called sand onions and mountain garlic. It is much smaller than ordinary onions and garlic, and not even as thick as leeks. Every time we eat this at home, Qiao Qiao’s job is to choose and wash it, so she is very impressed. Song Tan looked at it and hesitated: "This wild onion is growing so well. Should we have scrambled eggs for lunch? Or stewed crucian carp?"
But anyway, I pulled it out first. Say it again.
Not only are there wild onions, but there is also a clump of newly growing Malanthus at the edge of the woods. They are a bit small, but they can definitely make up a plate.
Next came the shepherd’s purses, which were quite a lot, some big and some small, and Qiao Qiao had already shoveled them away happily with a shovel.
But...there are too few things in the end, and the mobile phone equipment was taken for nothing, and there is nothing worth taking pictures.
She sighed, and suddenly thought of another thing -
What are the prices for wild vegetables now?
……
The two siblings went out and worked for an hour or two. Ulan took the vegetable basket and said in confusion: "You guys went to the pond?"
"Yes, yes!"< br>
Most of Qiaoqiao’s sleeves were wet, and it was clear from the first glance that she was having a great time playing with the water.
Ulan turned over the wild vegetables he brought over: "This watercress is quite tender. Don't let you pinch it back just after it sprouted - how do you eat it?"
Song Tan After thinking about it, I made a decisive choice between shredded chicken and stewed fish soup: "Cold shredded chicken!"
Chicken shreds must be made from chicken breasts. Who in the village can’t sell chicken breasts alone?
Ulan ignored her: "Okay, I'm going to fry some peppercorn oil and make it cold for lunch. These days, people are serving big fish and meat, so I just want to eat something light."
"Why is there purslane here? Just a handful? Let's mix it together later."
There are quite a lot of wild onions. Looking at the neat appearance, it must be Qiao Joe cleaned up while playing with the water at the pond.
Ulan looked basically satisfied:
"It just so happened that the crucian carp I caught last time has also thawed. Let's make some soup and stir-fry the rest into twice-cooked pork. Otherwise, it will be too cold to just eat cold dishes today."
Finally, there is a thick layer at the bottom. Shepherd's Purse, Wu Lan decisively made arrangements: "I just want to make dumplings for dinner tonight!"
Song Tan, who doesn't cook, has no right to be picky, not to mention she is looking forward to it.
I brought up another thing at this moment:
"Mom, the weather has been warm recently. I think after this rain, the wild vegetables will definitely grow like crazy. Otherwise, I will dig more tomorrow. A little, and then take the shuttle bus to the city to sell it?”
This time, Wulan was really impressed: "Are you going to set up a street stall? Have you been to the vegetable market?"
Song Tan understood what she meant - if it were his original self, he would definitely be thin-skinned and let go Not open.
Now...
After half a month of work, all the money has been spent. If we don’t make some achievements, I don’t know how much time it will take to apply for funding next time.
What's more, she took advantage of this spring rain to attract a lot of spiritual energy to the hillside pond. She will have to collect dozens of kilograms tomorrow no matter what!
Why don't you test the market first?
So she patted her chest: "Don't worry! I'll definitely be able to do it tomorrow!"
Song Sancheng remained silent, but after hearing this, he added: "The bus will leave at six in the morning , and we have to go around the town a lot. It’s almost nine o’clock when we get to the city. How many people are there to buy groceries?” I'll ride a motorcycle to the intersection, and you'll take a van at the intersection, just in time for the vegetable market to sell food in the morning. "
Let me tell you what you like to hear: there is still time today.
In addition, the recipes in this chapter are based on "New Special Dishes in the Mountains"
It was so difficult to write for those who are hungry!
Tan Tan’s first pot of gold is coming!
[Those who actually go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables usually arrive early, and those who know how to eat wild vegetables will certainly arrive early. ]
(End of this chapter)