When the sun rose high, Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua went down to the foot of the mountain and returned to their yard.
Old Yuan had just returned from the Ping'an Fair, put down his things, and was drinking water in the kitchen room.
Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua winked and went to their kitchen.
"Now that you're back, Nai, how's the mushroom sales going today?"
"A total of nineteen kilograms of mountain mushrooms have been sold out. The eggplants and courgettes I brought were only sold for two kilograms. There was a fish seller at the market today. I saw that the grass carp was quite fresh and not big in size.
I bought one, less than two kilograms, and cost nine cents."
Old Yuan poured a bowl of water for Song Qiuye, took out the money bag, and settled the account with Song Qiu.
They only have two grandchildren, who are the closest people in the world, so the old Yuan family would never hide these things from the Song Qiu family.
Old Yuan also told Song Qiu where money should be placed at home, just in case something happened one day and he wouldn't be able to cope with it.
"Nineteen kilograms of mushrooms were sold for fifty-seven cents. Eggplants and courgettes were bought for four cents in total. The total is sixty-one cents. I spent nine cents to go, and the rest are here."
As he said that, he asked Song Qiu to count.
Song Qiu didn't need to count, he just listened to the report and calculated it in his mind, "There are fifty-two coins left, plus the previous fifty-four coins, I can pay back the hundred yuan from my uncle's family! I've paid it back."
We still have six coins left!"
It's time to catch up with the mountain bacteria, otherwise the money would not be repaid so quickly.
In winter, there wouldn't be much income.
"I guess it's almost done, so I bought fish! You like fish the most, and I will cook fish for you later." Old Yuan couldn't help but smile, put the copper coins together, and counted six
I put some money aside, put the rest into the money bag, and collected it neatly.
"I just ate fish at dinner yesterday! But I bought the milk because I feel sorry for me. You have worked hard today. I will cook later!" Song Qiu said quickly.
It's time for her to slowly reveal her skills. Her cooking skills, well...how should I put it, I'd better not talk about it.
It’s a fish and nine cents, so don’t waste it.
"Okay, you can do it! Let me light the fire for you." My granddaughter has grown up and has only cooked a few times. Now that she is older, it's time for her to kiss her. She has to learn the skills on the stove, otherwise it will be difficult to say goodbye.
Marriage.
Song Qiu chuckled, turned around and took out the things carefully wrapped in big leaves from the basket, opened them up and showed them to Old Yuan, "Look at this, do you recognize this kind of bacteria?"
When Lao Yuan was a girl, she often went to the mountains to collect mountain mushrooms. Naturally, she knew almost all the mountain mushrooms. When Song Qiu asked, she looked at them carefully and frowned.
"This is a fungus? Where did you pick it up? It doesn't look like a fungus. It's not poisonous. It's not easy to sell. It's not worth selling it for a few bucks. If someone poisons it, we can't afford to pay for it."
Yo."
Hearing her serious tone, Song Qiu couldn't help but laugh, "I think this fungus is a bit rare. I'll go to the town tomorrow and ask if anyone knows it. If you can sell it, sell it. If you don't know it, I'll sell it.
We won’t sell it. Poisonous fungi are usually beautiful. If this fungus is so ugly, I guess it’s not poisonous either.”
Unexpectedly, her mother didn't recognize this morel, and Song Qiu was suspicious of it. It would be bad if no one here knew the product.
But it doesn’t matter. I’ll try it tomorrow and it will work. If it doesn’t work, I can take it back and eat it myself. It’s also a good nourishing food!
She was lucky enough to have eaten it twice in her previous life. The taste was absolutely delicious.
After hearing what she said, Old Yuan took another look at the morels. It was indeed a bit ugly, so he agreed, "Okay, let's go to town again tomorrow. I'll see the morels on the vine in the corner of the courtyard."
That winter melon is just the right size, and I’ll pick some tender loofahs and tender pumpkins to sell.”
Song Qiu nodded, "Okay, I'll pick up some more mountain mushrooms later this afternoon."
It was important to cook now, so Song Qiu quickly put away the morels, picked up the grass carp, took a cutting board and knife, and went outside to the well to kill the fish.
Old Yuan hurriedly followed her out, worried that she would kill the fish first because she didn't know how to kill it. Then he saw his granddaughter scraping off the scales on both sides of the fish with a few squeaks of a kitchen knife, and then took out the gills.
, the knife rose and fell, directly breaking open the fish's belly.
That technique was skillful, neat, and beautiful, and it was better than her who had killed fish before.
"Ah Qiu, when did you know how to kill fish? And so neatly?" Old Yuan couldn't help but ask.
In her previous life, her family ran a restaurant. Not to mention killing fish, she also took charge of the cooking pot. If it hadn't been for the sudden death of her grandmother, she would have taken over their restaurant.
I have no choice but to study hard, so I have no choice but to inherit my father's legacy.
But this Song Qiu has never killed a fish before.
Song Qiu was panicking in his heart, but he was very calm on his face and said without shame: "Maybe I have a good talent? I seem to be able to kill this fish just by pressing it."
Sure enough, Old Yuan immediately laughed and said, "How can I praise myself? But my Aqiu has always been smart and capable. Just kill a fish. Your father also killed a chicken beautifully for the first time. You are like your father."
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Song Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, quickly cleaned the fish's belly, and then chopped the fish into pieces on the cutting board.
In fact, she wanted to boil the fish fillets, which was her specialty in making fish.
But now dried chili peppers are not available, so we can only make fish fillets.
Old Yuan's eyes widened as he looked at it, "Aqiu, why did you chop the fish? How can you burn it?"
Nowadays, fish is cooked whole, but almost no one takes the fish apart to cook it.
"It can be cooked. You'll know when you eat the milk later." After cutting into pieces, Song Qiu poured water to rinse the fish pieces before taking them back to the stove.
Lao Yuan hurriedly followed her, wanting to see how she cooked the fish.
There were several eggs on the chopping board. Song Qiu beat two, separated the egg whites and yolks, put only the egg whites into the fish pieces, mixed them well with his hands, and added a little salt to taste.
There is no soy sauce or anything else, it is sold in shops, but my family lives an ordinary life, and at most they only have the necessary items such as oil and salt, and generally don’t buy anything else.
As someone who loves to cook, it’s really sad to see an empty kitchen with few condiments.
There were unsold pepper strips on the chopping board. Song Qiu picked a handful, washed them, cut them into tubes, then patted the garlic and ginger, and then went to the vegetable garden to grab a handful of green onions and cut them into sections.
Old Yuan has already lit the fire, washed the big pot and heated it up.
Song Qiu took the oil can out of the cabinet and saw that there was only half a can of soybean oil in it. He glanced at her mother guiltily and saw that her mother was gathering firewood into the stove hole. Without raising her head, she quickly poured a spoon into the pot.
Two tablespoons of soybean oil.
After putting it away, Song Qiu quickly put the oil can back into the cabinet and put it away.
The oil in the pot was burning. Old Yuan stretched his neck and took a look. When he saw the oil in the pot, his eyelids twitched.
This prodigal kid.
She opened her mouth to say something, but hesitated and still didn't say anything.