Dinner was eaten in the open-air courtyard of the patriarch's house. It was divided into two tables for two women. The food was mainly seafood, and they were eaten while enjoying the sea breeze. Crabs, shrimps, prawns, mussels, etc. were all available. They are of extremely high value in future generations.
Seafood dinner is not uncommon here.
The seafood is freshly caught by the clan, the meat and eggs are provided by the families who come to eat, and the clan leader's family is responsible for providing firewood and rice.
For the people of Linjiazhuang, seafood is not enough to fill their stomachs. If they eat too much, their joints will easily ache and swell. Meat and rice are rare. But for Lin Wanwan, the Lin family of the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago ate the most delicious food.
The food of the Dun clan interested her a lot, and the most important thing was that the people here were very enthusiastic towards her.
This kind of enthusiasm, with blood and family affection, is just right and not offensive. It is not like the modern people who are motivated by sex and have a purposeful attentiveness to her. Patriarch Lin also publicly said during the banquet that he wanted to give her to Lin Wanwan
To allocate a piece of land to build a house, since she has returned to the clan, of course she must have her homestead, and no one has any objections.
Anyway, there are not many fertile fields in this remote mountain ravine and seaside, and most of them are rocky land.
"Wanniang, you eat meat, eat meat!" Lin Niushi, the patriarch's wife, enthusiastically gave her a piece of fat meat.
Lin Wanwan quickly blocked the bowl and said firmly: "Auntie, I don't like to eat fatty meat! Really, I'm not trying to be polite, I like to eat seafood, seafood is delicious!"
"How could someone not like eating fat meat? Hahahahaha, how is that possible?" Everyone laughed after hearing this, and Lin Wanwan also laughed lightly along with them.
The patriarch's wife was so polite to Lin Wanwan, of course it was because of the kitchen glass jar filled with brown sugar that Lin Wanwan gave her as a gift.
In modern times, an eight-piece kitchen set only costs 129 yuan. In the Tang Dynasty, it could be regarded as a family heirloom.
"Wan Niang, you and Xiao Yu'er will stay at my house tonight. I have prepared the bed and room." Lin Qin said.
Mrs. Chen from Lin Mengjin's family echoed: "Yes, yes, in order to wait for you to come, Meng Bo's family cleaned his mother's house again, and the bedding was freshly dried, so don't worry!"
Lin Wanwan thanked her: "Sister-in-law, you are very considerate."
Mrs. Lin Qin hurriedly said: "No, no, you should be. You are our family's great benefactor."
This dinner was the most enjoyable meal Lin Wanwan had since arriving in the Tang Dynasty. It was all seafood. In modern times, there is no dish that would not be worth eating for five or six thousand people.
Seafood is different from meat dishes. Because it comes from the sea, it naturally has a salty taste. Even if people are reluctant to add salt, it is just steamed in water and the taste is delicious enough!
What’s on the table is all wild seafood! This month, during the fishing ban season, you can’t eat such big seafood.
When the rice came out of the pot, Lin Wanwan looked at the rice that was mixed with bran or something, and after taking a bite, her throat was raised and it was difficult to swallow. She came to her senses again. After all, this was a small fishing village in the Tang Dynasty where materials were scarce.
, even a bowl of white rice is a luxury.
But even so, for them, this kind of rice mixed with unknown things is already a good thing that can be used to entertain guests, and they would definitely be reluctant to eat it.
But children cannot eat this. Lin Wanwan is afraid that she may have problems eating after she has just used probiotics, millet, etc. to condition Xiao Qingyu's stomach.
So she took out a small sapphire special ceramic bowl from the box, poured hot water on the stove, adjusted the temperature, and quickly soaked rice noodles with meat floss and dried vegetables.
In fact, for Lin Qingyu's four-year-old age, rice noodles are not very necessary. But there is no way. Lin Wanwan found that the little guy's gastrointestinal condition was very poor, either constipation or diarrhea, so she bought a lot of modern nutritional rice noodles and put them in ceramic jars.
Xiao Qingyu is ready.
Everyone's eyes widened when they saw the dinner Lin Wanwan prepared for Xiao Qingyu.
The two grandchildren of the patriarch's family were drooling and kept asking: "Xiao Yu'er, what is this? Is it delicious? Does it smell good?"
"Well, everything my mother cooks is delicious." Xiao Yu'er has been in a very low mood since she came to Linjiazhuang, and her voice is like a gnat when answering others. Everyone just thinks that she is young and is shy to meet so many strangers.
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Lin Wanwan played a lot of tricks. When the little guys asked these questions, she already put a big spoonful into their bowls: "Eat and see, this is the instant rice noodles made by my aunt herself."
"Oh, it's such a waste to give such good food to them. Keep it for Xiao Yu'er."
Everyone said this, but the corners of their grinned lips still betrayed their mood.
Even the men at the table next to them couldn't help but turn their heads to look at it. These strong laborers always eat the best and most of the food at home, otherwise they would not have the energy to go to sea. Now, it is the children who eat first.
"It's delicious! Mom, it's so delicious. It smells like meat! The yellow strips look like dried meat!"
The children did not eat alone, but brought their own bowls to let their parents taste it.
Lin Wanwan felt really sad when she saw it. Although there was no white rice here and the conditions were difficult, it was even more rare for everyone to be kind and filial.
Thinking of this, Lin Wanwan calculated in her mind and said, "When I came to the clan this time, I also brought a box of grain seeds. There is a hybrid rice seed with a yield of eighteen or nine stones per mu."
In the Tang Dynasty, one stone was 53 kilograms. When the hybrid rice purchased in modern times is grown normally, the yield per mu is 1,200 kilograms, which is equivalent to 18 or 9 stones.
"Bang!" The chopsticks all fell to the ground, and all eyes suddenly stared at her, repeating in unison: "How many? Eighteen, nine stones?"
Lin Wanwan affirmed again.
Lin Mengbo exclaimed in disbelief: "How did this happen? How is this possible? If the rice we grow can produce more than two stones per hour, it will be considered good!"
Lin Wanwan explained softly: "Because Master loves rice and wants to eat white rice every day, but is impatient to spend all day in the fields, so he developed hybrid rice, which will have a high yield.
It’s enough for us to eat every day and every meal.”
The taste of hybrid rice is not as good as that of japonica rice, but now it is difficult for everyone to even eat enough. What kind of taste should we pay attention to? No matter what, it will definitely taste better than rice mixed with rice bran and other messy things!
This is also the reason why Lin Wanwan chose hybrid rice seeds. Since she has come here, of course she wants to bring some benefits to the Lin family from thousands of years ago, which are all her ancestors.
Everyone was silent for a while, then burst into laughter. They didn't believe it at all, thinking how could this lady who was enjoying the blessings in the mountains with the old immortal know what was in the field?
Listen to this, eighteen or nine stones! Farming is just for fun! How is that possible?
An old man who has been farming all his life can responsibly say that in the best year with no disasters or famines, the rice yield will not exceed two dan!
Eighteen, nine stones! This fairy lady, who doesn’t know the sufferings of the world, just opens her mouth.