Chapter 309 309. Eggplant Buns and Maotai Liquor
Now that the day is long and the night is short, the sun is scorching at around 3 o'clock, and the green rushes are basking on the concrete floor outside, which soon looks dull.
Song Youde got up and walked around twice. He couldn't help sighing and shaking his head: "You guys don't know anything now!"
As he said that, he went to the seventh cousin's stove and took the The shovel picked up two pinches of plant ashes and sprinkled them evenly on the rushes.
“We have to do this first, absorbing water and removing insects, so that it can be fully exposed to the sun. After we have weaved the straw mat, we will have less to worry about.”
Song Tan didn't blush at all: "I've never knitted straw mats, how do I know? Grandpa, you can do it! I'll have to rely on you for the straw mats at home in the future!"
Song Youde looked proud again. The corner of his mouth curled up:
"That's the old saying: An old man in a family is like a treasure. Do you think you are making this up?"
Song Tan:... I'll just give you a few compliments. , why are you still so proud? When you say this to yourself as an old man, you look so much like Grandma Wang!
Looking at the half-cut golden tobacco that Grandpa had cut, she couldn’t help but feel something in her heart: “Grandpa, you cut two more kilograms, and I’ll give it to my friend.”
Song Youde was a little reluctant: "What kind of friend are you? Can't you say goodbye?"
Two pounds of shredded tobacco is nearly three pounds of dry tobacco leaves, and the stems can be weighed.
Song Tan thought of his savior—why didn’t his friends place orders recently?
"This friend introduced me to a big customer. Every time he places an order, the price is 100,000 yuan less. Do you want to give it away?"
Okay.
Song Youde sat back on the bench and picked up the kitchen knife again: "Bring me another bundle of tobacco leaves."
...
Here, the seventh cousin is still thinking about the menu for the evening——
There were so many people and the weather was hot, so he was also worried.
"Tantan, I think the eggplants in that field are looking pretty good. How about we make something simple tonight, make an eggplant steamed bun and make a bowl of white fungus soup? If that's not enough, how about a bowl of cold noodles?" ”
Eggplant buns? !
Song Tan was drooling instantly and couldn't help it anymore.
The seventh cousin laughed when he saw her look:
“Okay, I’ll eat this tonight. I’ll go pick some more eggplants from the field and come back with two handfuls of green onions—— Pick some red peppers and bring them back to me. I’ll fry them up to make a sauce for cold noodles.”
There are a lot of people at home, so they said they were a few eggplant buns, but in fact Song Tan went there with a basket and came back to pack them. Most of the baskets were full of eggplants. The two handfuls of green and tender green onions next to it are particularly juicy.
The seventh cousin called Qiao Qiao again: "Actually, purple eggplant is the best for eggplant steamed buns, but our purple eggplant is not yet ripe, and green eggplant is about the same."
"Sometimes, cooking We have to pick the ingredients locally. When we can, we have to be flexible."
Qiao Qiao listened obediently: "I know, use whatever you have."
"Okay," the seventh cousin is now used to his incisiveness. He is also a little addicted to teaching such a smart apprentice, and now he is even more rude when giving instructions:
“First pick out the onions and chop them into small pieces.”
Where does he need to pick?
Aunt Lianhua and the old lady couldn't wait to take the spring onions, pinch them and clean them up.
After this period of practice, Qiao Qiao’s chopping speed is still a little slow, but she can now cut vegetables into the same size and evenly.
Scallion is just a basic skill.
Here, the seventh cousin was even distractedly teaching him: "Cut this eggplant into thick round slices for us to eat at home. Just cut it horizontally, big and small can be eaten."< br>
Compared with other dishes, eggplant steamed buns really have no technical content at all.
Crack some eggs, add some salt, water, flour, chopped green onion and mix well, stir into a thick batter, then dip the eggplant pieces into the batter one by one and put them into the pan, fry slowly over low heat...
Before long, the unique aroma of eggplant spread over the small courtyard.
Qiao Qiao blanched the white fungus, and then came a new question: "Let me ask you, why do you need to blanch all the ingredients for white fungus soup first?"
Qiao Qiao remembered too much Got it.
He said loudly: "Because if you don't blanch them first, they will be slightly pantothenic when cooked!" "When should I add the wolfberry?"
"When the white fungus soup is basically cooked If you add more, it will also become pantothenic and the nutrients in it will be destroyed."
"Hmm."
Cousin Seven was satisfied: "Good boy!"
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Qiaoqiao became more and more passionate.
Now that the sun was setting, Song Youde finally cut out four kilograms of shredded tobacco, carefully weighed it on a scale and divided it into two parts, refusing to take any more than one or two.
Then he walked around the pot twice with his hands behind his back, and then took back the rushes that had not been exposed to the sun.
He turned around and finally had some free time, and said: "Do more. I'll call Xiao Zhu over, and I'll ask her to take the tobacco back tonight."
He was minding his own arrangements. , and now I feel particularly melancholy: When will a guest come to the house?
There was no one to drink his Maotai, so it didn't taste good. Mainly because he couldn't show off, he didn't even want to open the bottle.
But he couldn't bear to see random people come by on weekdays, and he was particularly anxious at this moment.
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, is not around at all now. When I called him, she didn't even refuse, and soon took a walk over.
As soon as she entered the yard, she smelled the indescribable salty aroma and the appeal of fried food, which made her stomach growl.
Looking at Qiao Qiao taking out the white fungus soup one by one and letting it cool down, she still showed regret invisibly:
"It would be so refreshing to drink iced drinks!"
"That won't work." The old lady Wang Lifen smiled and said: "Girls, it's not okay to always eat cold drinks. It's not the summer yet. Eat more. Some warm ones are good.”
Okay.
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, also accepted it without any obstacles, and even sighed: "Old people still know how to take care of their bodies. Young people like us, who are hungry and full, either eat spicy food or Some greasy and cold food... After a long time, my stomach has been damaged."
When Song Youde heard this, he immediately shouted:
"Look, I told you not to stay out of sight! Come directly over for dinner from now on, and you are so embarrassed that you still lied (zuo)!"
Song Tan and Zhang Yanping looked at each other and sighed helplessly. tone.
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, smiled and said: "You feel sorry for me, old man. Have you drunk the wine you brought last time? I have nothing to do tonight. How about I have a drink with you?"
“If you feel like it, I’ll bring it to you next time.”
Ah.
This is a big deal.
Song Youde was immediately overjoyed: "Can you drink?"
"Yes." Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was particularly generous: "I have been drinking since I was a teenager, and we don't drink too much. Let’s have a drink!”
“Okay, okay!”
Song Youde was already busy going into the house to rummage through his hidden Maotai wine.
And here, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu smiled kindly at Song Tan: "The atmosphere in our family is really good."
Song Tan remained silent.
She thought to herself: I have seen someone who can climb the pole better than me.
Here, Song Youde not only took Maotai, but also took out the bag of shredded tobacco:
"Come and give me a little wish, I will cut it for you this afternoon. You can send it back to me then." My family, they definitely like it!”
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, took it with a smile: "Okay, if you have any good cigarettes at home, I will bring them over for you to try." .
This is a short article, I won’t lie to you
(End of this chapter)