Chapter 148 148. Continuing Lettuce
But now is the Qingming Festival, and the mint has only grown a fresh and tender clump, plus this is a new arrival and I didn’t prepare chicken blood...
Seven My cousin sighed sadly and decided to put this dish in the summer.
Here, Zhang Yanping had picked up a large handful of the blooming rapeseed flowers and gathered them in his arms, then threw them into the basket.
The seventh cousin lowered his head and glanced at it, then immediately jumped:
"Why do you choose the ones that are in full bloom? Aren't the ones with buds more tender?"
Zhang Yanping was confused for a moment. He doesn't cook, so how could he know that when he wanted rapeseed flowers, he wanted not flowers but buds? ?
But this did not prevent him from being confident:
"Seventh cousin," he didn't know what to call, so he just followed Tan Tan: "The bees are gathering nectar here, and the buds are still there. Give it to them, we can eat what they left, I won’t pick.”
Seventh Cousin:…
The chef won't listen to this!
"Don't say this out loud. It's not shabby enough. What kind of family is this? To eat a rapeseed flower, you have to pick out the leftovers from the bees..."
But I want to Thinking about the sweetness of the honey water he tasted yesterday, he couldn't help smacking his lips:
"Old lady, did you drink the honey water last night?"
"Drank it. "Grandma Qi answered simply and neatly: "Don't tell me, I slept very soundly at night, and I went to the toilet this morning very smoothly."
As we get older, our gastrointestinal function is actually not as good as when we were young, and constipation is a common thing.
I have just been back for one night, and the feeling of comfort in my bones, let me tell Grandma Qi: I feel comfortable everywhere in my body.
Hearing this, the seventh cousin also touched his belly and remembered the wanton grain cycle this morning...
Look at the blooming rapeseed flowers in the basket and eat them. Just eat the leftovers, I really don’t mind it anymore.
Zhang Yanping followed behind with a basket in his hand and wandered around. Not far away, he saw his seventh cousin stopping at the edge of someone else's vegetable garden to look at the coriander crawling all over the ground.
He peeked his head in and immediately asked excitedly: "Do you want to eat fish for lunch?"
Oh, the wild crucian carp his uncle caught was especially sweet when stewed in soup and braised, and he never got tired of it no matter how much he ate it.
But I didn’t eat less at home during this period. How many fish did I catch? Why haven't you finished eating yet?
As soon as this thought crossed my mind, I saw the seventh cousin shaking his head: "I rummaged through the refrigerator yesterday, and there was no crucian carp left, leaving only a pack of salted fish cubes. This coriander looks pretty good. , When we get back, go dig some more coriander in my brother’s vegetable garden. I roasted the remaining beef with coriander and pepper.”
Zhang Yanping didn’t know what was going on, so he just heard the name. My mouth is watering.
After thinking about the taste carefully, I realized that I had lived in vain for more than 20 years. It’s okay if I haven’t eaten the rapeseed flowers in front of me. Why haven’t I eaten this coriander roast beef?
My stomach is full and swollen, but my mouth is full of saliva. This feeling is particularly unpleasant!
The three of them walked around half of the mountain. The seventh cousin felt refreshed and strong, and he wanted to show off his cooking skills at everything he saw.
When I was about to go home, I saw a clump of newly sprouted wolfberries at the edge of the woods.
So he commanded unceremoniously:
"Yan Ping, go pick some wolfberry buds."
Then he took out the phone and called Song Tan:
"Song Tan, are you in the city yet? When you come back Remember to weigh a pound of pears! I will pick some wolfberry sprouts and make egg-shredded wolfberry sprout balls for you at noon."
The seventh cousin said. The common saying here is that the ground pears are called water chestnuts. When I was a child, my family grew rice, and I could always dig out a lot of them when plowing the fields.
Song Tan also likes to eat them, but they are round like glutinous rice balls and peeling them is very troublesome. Therefore, when she was working in Ningcheng, she would always enjoy herself by buying a bagful of fruits peeled from the fruit stall for five yuan.
So he agreed in one fell swoop.
No need to ask, Zhang Yanping has never eaten this dish.
While carefully picking the wolfberry buds, and guarding against being pricked by thorns, he drooled more and more: What should I say?
Suddenly I felt like the manager of the royal kitchen. …
At the same time, uncle Song Dafang lost his temper at home:
"If you don't want to cook, tell me as soon as possible. I'll buy it from the restaurant at the door. I won't be hungry."
"That's right!" Daughter-in-law Sun Yanyan saw her mother-in-law sitting at the door of the kitchen again, peeling lettuce, and her head was pounding:
“Mom, no matter how much lettuce there is, I can’t eat it all! Ziyi ate all of it last night. Crying. ”
Didn’t this happen when I returned to my hometown two days ago and brought back all the lettuce from Sanlong?
I thought it was as delicious as milkvetch, and I planned to see if I could sell it at a higher price...
Who knew that when it was fried that night, it would be no different from the lettuce from my hometown, even It doesn't seem to be any different from the ones in the vegetable market.
Mao Li’s face turned dark at that time:
“How dare you sell this thing for twenty-one pounds? No dog would be fooled!”
Uncle Song’s face instantly darkened. He came down and smacked his chopsticks: "If no dog is fooled, why are you two doing such a big basket?"
Mao Li: ...
She said to herself that I didn’t scold myself, but you did it yourself!
But she only dared to whisper in a low voice: "Then you didn't stop us when we went to dig."
Look at the dozens of strong lettuce trees in the kitchen, God! How should their family of five eat?
It’s impossible to throw it away. If you give it away...why give it away? Why should I ask others to take advantage of me?
So, when I got home that day, in addition to a meal of stir-fried shredded lettuce that night, Ziyi's porridge had diced lettuce in it the next morning.
Mao Li's cooking skills are average. She put the lettuce into the porridge without blanching it. The child pushed the bowl and said, "It tastes worse than grass."
It's noon, the lettuce It's okay to stew the ribs, the ribs are still quite fragrant.
Everyone was full after eating.
In the evening, in addition to the braised pork ribs with lettuce left over from lunch, I added an extra plate of stir-fried shredded pork with lettuce.
The whole family's faces were as green as lettuce, and they had to endure the meal.
Unexpectedly, early this morning, Mao Li served Ziyi an egg pancake - a child who loves beauty, usually adds slices of lettuce, tomatoes, and bacon.
Whether it is delicious or not, it must be bright and ceremonial.
It’s not easy today. The lettuce shreds are rubbed very finely and rolled in when cooked.
Including the lunch meal back home, this was several meals of lettuce.
Children go to kindergarten crying.
We finally got there in the morning, and saw her sitting at the door of the kitchen again, watching TV and peeling lettuce. The whole family couldn't stand it anymore.
Mao Li was also angry: "If Tantan hadn't been a traitor and deliberately asked us to bring back these unpalatable lettuces, why would there be so many lettuces in the kitchen?"
Don't eat them quickly. How can I throw it away? It costs two yuan a pound at this vegetable market!
Both of them are farmers. The uncle did not say throw it away, but his face was dark: "Then you give it away! Give more red plums to others, and give more to the neighbors. If not, I will bring them to the store. Left and right points.”
"That won't work."
Mao Li thought: What should I give as a gift for the holidays? "
This lettuce is so strong. One lettuce weighs just a few kilograms. Two of them cost more than ten yuan. But are they going to survive?"
Oh, you are hungry when you write to me... Your mouth is dripping of.
(End of this chapter)