The dried radish that had been blown by the wind became even crispier. Song Qiu gathered it up and put it in a large pottery pot, ready to add seasonings and mix it to make delicious and refreshing dried radish.
The seasoning required is also simple, but in this day and age, the only thing her son has here is chili noodles.
Song Qiu first used a pair of small pairs to pound the peppercorns and dried chili peppers into powder, then added some sugar and salt, estimated the amount, and put them into a pottery pot. Then he used a pair of large wooden chopsticks to stir them vigorously to let the seasonings and radish dry.
Full and even.
After mixing, Song Qiu took a piece and gave it to Old Yuan, who had been watching, to taste it, "Try the milk, how does it taste?"
Lao Yuan's teeth were fine, and when she bit into the dried radish, there was a crunching sound. She immediately gave a thumbs up, "It's delicious! Is this really made of radish? Why does it taste so crispy? It's sweet and delicious.
Spicy and delicious!”
Normally, the radishes they eat are boiled soft and have a watery taste. How can they be made into dried radishes and become so crisp and delicious?
Old Yuan looked at it again and again, but still couldn't understand how this carrot could do this? She couldn't imagine it!
Song Qiu heard what her mother said was delicious, so he took a piece of it and tasted it. Well, these days of original radish, the dried radish is even more fragrant!
Give her a pair of chopsticks and she can make a full bowl of rice!
Song Qiu was very satisfied with the dried radish, so he added seasonings to the dried radish and mixed them.
I turned around and decided to collect some more radishes and bring them back to make dried radishes. For the first one I wanted to harvest, I had to stick to the village first.
Therefore, when the villagers heard that Song Qiu was harvesting radishes for food, as well as peppers and sweet potatoes, no one was surprised. When they heard that the baskets were worth five cents, they all hurriedly got into their vegetable gardens.
Started to pull out carrots.
The cabbage is also growing well this year. It doesn’t matter if the radishes are sold. There is still cabbage to eat as a vegetable!
For a while, the village was in full swing of pulling out radishes, and they spent the whole afternoon busy pulling them out, washing them, and delivering them to the Song family before it got dark.
There are also a lot of radishes planted in the Cao family's vegetable garden. There is no other way. The seeds of radish and cabbage are the cheapest and easy to grow. No matter how poor you are, you can still afford to plant a few rows of cabbage and radish. Otherwise, it will be difficult to grow them in winter.
What to eat?
Miao Xiang was grooming the vegetable garden earlier. The vegetables were growing well, but I couldn't even eat the radishes. Did their family feed pigs and chickens?
Especially since Mrs. Cao now has several taels of silver in her hands, she has already gone to Daji to buy a lot of rice. She also bought a large piece of meat and rubbed it with salt. She would cut it into pieces every time.
I'm tired of eating this carrot a long time ago, and I really don't want to eat it.
Seeing that the people in the village were harvesting radishes with great enthusiasm, she was also very excited. Although she looked down on the price of the basket, which was only five cents, she thought she would leave it alone.
But when it was time to wash it and send it to the Song family, she was a little unhappy.
Huh, now in the whole village, the one she hates the most is the Song family.
Mrs. Cao thought for a while, then asked Xiaocao to pull out all the radishes, wash them clean, and send them to the Song family along with the villagers, and then just pay the money and take them back.
Xiaocao had been in the village for a few days and had not left the Cao family yard very often. However, following the villagers, she was able to find the way, pushed the cart and pulled baskets of radishes up the gentle slope.
Other people in the village saw that she was pushing a cart because of her small stature, but they couldn't stand it, so they kindly helped her push it to Song's house.
All the way to Song's house, Song Qiu handed out money in baskets. As long as the mud was washed away, it didn't matter whether it was piled up in one basket or just emerging.
Fortunately, they are all from the same village, and everyone is honest. Even if it is a basket, it is full.
The basket sent by the Cao family was only more than half of the basket. Compared with other people's baskets, it could hold at least a dozen radishes.
But Song Qiu saw that Xiaocao came alone, so he didn't say anything and counted five cents to her.
Xiaocao took it and carefully carried it home. However, after a while, he pushed another basket with great effort. It was the same as before, only half of the basket was not full, and it looked like there were still some items missing.
Song Qiu looked at it and asked, "How many more baskets do you have? Why don't you send them one basket at a time?"
Xiaocao has never had any contact with Song Qiu. In fact, she has not had much contact with the villagers. She is still a little shy when speaking. After hearing this, she whispered: "There are still four or five baskets. I am not strong enough and can only push them at a time."
Bring me a basket."
At this time, Song Qiu had finished harvesting the radishes from other people in the village, and there were a lot of them piled up in the yard. Listening to Xiaocao's words, Song Qiu did not think that it was because she was weak that the basket was not full.
Mrs. Cao doesn't show her head, so how do you know she's not playing tricks?
This basket is smaller than the other basket, so she thinks her five cents is not money.
Song Qiu thought about it, and counted the five cents to Xiaocao as before, but said: "I have collected enough, I don't need it anymore, and you don't need to send any more."
Xiaocao listened and didn't think too much. She honestly held the coin and went back to tell Mrs. Cao.
Mrs. Cao was furious when she heard this, "Aren't you going to take it? I still have four or five baskets here! If she doesn't take it, I'll just pile it all up, so I won't let it go to waste!"
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and ran to Song's house angrily.
"I said, girl from the Song family, it was you who said you wanted to harvest the radishes that I pulled out all the radishes in the vegetable garden! You must collect them all! Otherwise, how can I put them away? The radishes will still grow long if they are left in the soil, so I will pull them out now.
How many days can it last? I can’t even eat it! You’re so stupid, I’ll take it all!”
This tone sounded like someone owed her something.
Song Qiu has long seen that Mrs. Cao's nose is not a nose, not eyes, and she does not want to respect such a person as her elder.
"My yard is full. I've collected enough. I won't collect anymore. Who told you not to drop some and bring them all together? Now I won't collect them anyway. Just keep them and eat them slowly."
"Hey! Shall I eat slowly? Even if I eat every meal, I can't stop it from rotting fast! Anyway, I don't care! I've pulled out all the things you said you wanted to take away, and you have to take them out if you don't want to!" Mrs. Cao said, "You can take them away!"
It looks like it’s settled.
"I still have five baskets, totaling twenty-five coins. Give me the money and I will send it all to you right away!" He spread his hands and asked Song Qiu for money.
Seeing her posture, Song Qiu couldn't help but laugh, "Why? I'll take it if I want to, and I won't take it if I don't want to. Go back quickly. I'm still busy and don't have time to yell at you."
With that said, he carried the small box containing the copper plates into the house.
"If you don't want to accept it, you have to give me the money!" Unexpectedly, Mrs. Cao rushed up and tried to snatch her money box.
Aling on the side reacted quickly. Seeing that Granny Cao was about to bully her sister Aqiu, she subconsciously kicked Granny Cao away.
"Ouch!"
Hearing a scream, Mrs. Cao jumped into the air and flew directly out of the door of the Song Family Courtyard. She slammed into a pile of sheep dung like a dead dog.
It was pulled by the grandson of the Zhao family who had just finished grazing sheep in the mountains and was pulling it home. It was still warm!
Lihua covered her mouth in shock: Ah Ling is a member of the Lian family, wouldn’t this have kicked an old lady out of her life?
Aling:...Is she measured?
Song Qiu: Shouldn’t the key point be that Mrs. Cao’s face hit the sheep dung?