The adults in Songshan Village either worked long-term or part-time at the landlord's house, went to the mountains to collect firewood, or were busy working inside and outside the home. There was also one family who made a living by hunting.
When the mountain mushrooms came out, most of the people picking them up were half-grown children, carrying baskets on their backs or carrying baskets, running around in the mountains. From time to time, they touched two wild fruits to eat, which made them feel very happy.
No matter how much or how little they pick up, they will not be scolded when they go back. People like Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua who pick up mushrooms seriously and don't want to play are rare.
No, as soon as Song Qiu passed by a slope, he saw Wang Huzi climbing up a tree to dig out bird eggs.
She said something to him to be careful not to fall, and then continued forward.
Dive into a denser pine forest.
Song Qiu found three pine fungi next to each other under a pine tree. They were big and fresh. He picked them up carefully and put them in his backpack.
I straightened up and walked forward. Within two steps, I found a cluster of umbrella mushrooms in the grass at the bottom of the slope.
This is a good thing. It is more expensive than mountain mushrooms and can be sold for ten coins per pound.
She hurriedly knelt down, carefully picked up the mushrooms from the umbrella bush, wrapped them in a large leaf and put them in her backpack.
Perhaps he had some good luck today. As soon as Song Qiu turned around a slope, he found another clump of mushrooms in the ridge.
This clump of umbrella mushrooms has more mushrooms than the one just now, weighing at least four or five kilograms!
Song Qiu's eyes were full of copper plates. Song Qiu was as happy as a mouse. He immediately got down and carefully picked up the mushrooms from the umbrella and put them into his backpack. The basket was full and there was no room for the mushrooms.
She planned to carry it home first, and it happened to be time to go back to eat, so she would pick it up after eating.
After leaving the pine forest, Zhang Lihua was coming this way. She subconsciously looked into Song Qiu's backpack and saw the umbrella-handled mushroom, and her eyes immediately lit up.
"Aqiu, you stepped on dog poop today! You actually picked up so many gallinobacteria! It's so big!"
Song Qiu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "You just stepped on shit."
Zhang Lihua chuckled, leaned on Song Qiu's backpack and looked inside again and again, thinking that if she took a few more glances, she might be able to pick up a bunch later!
Carrying a basket on her back and returning home, Mrs. Yuan was very happy to see that her granddaughter had picked up so many gallinobacteria. "This thing is more expensive than eating meat. It may be difficult to sell it in a big market. Let's spend some time tomorrow morning."
Go to town and sell it.”
Gold costs ten cents per pound, but meat is only twelve cents. There may be few people buying it in the countryside, so of course it is better to go to the town.
Since we were going to town, we had to pick up more mountain mushrooms. After all, going to town was not easy.
Song Qiu helped light the fire, and Old Yuan flicked the pot, put water in to wash the rice, and cooked a pot of vegetable porridge, just in time to cook the dinner together.
Put the steamer on the pot, pick a young eggplant that has just grown up, wash it with a handful of bright peppers, and throw it on the steamer.
The vegetable porridge in the pot was almost cooked, and the eggplant and pepper were also cooked. Old Yuan used chopsticks to pick out the eggplant and pepper and put them in a small nest, sprinkled with a few grains of salt, and put two heads of garlic on it.
Song Qiu, who was lighting the fire, went on to cut the meat.
Song Qiu took it and pounded the eggplants and peppers in the nest with a pestle.
It has to be said that the place she traveled to has many similar customs to the hometown where she lived in her previous life. Maybe it will be their place in the future.
For example, this dish of eggplant and pepper was eaten frequently in her hometown when she was a child.
The vegetable porridge in the pot has been cooked. Old Yuan took the pottery basin to put all the vegetable porridge out, wiped the pot clean with a bamboo brush, then took out a small oil jar from the cupboard and scooped out a small spoonful
Put half of the soybean oil into the pot.
After the oil is hot, stir-fry the shredded pork.
Song Qiu pounded the eggplants and peppers until they were soft and tender, then put them on the stove and watched her mother stir-fry with the spatula.
Speaking of this iron pot cooking, according to the original memory, it only started to become popular in ordinary people's homes a few years ago.
Just like peppers and many fruits and vegetables, they have only become commonly cultivated in recent years.
Soybean oil has been around for a long time, but because iron and gold are expensive, only rich people have used iron pots for a long time.
However, a few years ago, the imperial court developed a lot of iron mines, and the control over iron was not so strict.
A big iron pot like this costs one hundred and fifty dollars a piece, and even a slightly better one at home can be bought with a bit of grit.
The most important thing is that cooking is good, it is better than cooking it in a pot before.
Song Qiu was thinking this when she saw her put down the sliced meat and stir-fry it a few times with a spatula, sprinkle a few salts, throw in the cut courgettes, then add a ladle of water and cover the pot.
Starting to feel bored.
I couldn't help but twitch my mouth. Sure enough, even if I stir-fry, it's no different from boiling it in water before. It's just that it's cooked in an iron pot instead of a can.
When the food was served, Song Qiu held a bowl of vegetable porridge, stretched out his chopsticks and picked out a piece of meat. The meat was cooked softly, with a little firewood, a little salt, and no other taste.
It's really hard for a mouth that's used to eating spicy dishes.
There were so many chili peppers in the vegetable garden that she never thought of cutting them into stir-fried meat.
By the way, chili peppers have only been popularized for a few years, so how do people eat them? Most of them are steamed and pounded with eggplants, but rarely fried.
And once the red pepper season has passed, everyone seems to let it get red and rotten, harvest enough seeds, and just wait until next year to plant it again.
Extracting this from the original memory, Song Qiu turned to look at the pepper tree in the yard, his eyes lit up slightly, and he had some ideas.
But it's not time yet.
After dinner, Old Yuan stayed at home to take care of the mountain mushrooms. Song Qiu put on the basket on his back and called Lihua in the yard. When Zhang Lihua next door came out carrying the basket on his back, they went up the mountain together.
The sun in early summer is fine and bearable by noon. For rural people, hard work is important. Who cares whether it’s hot or not?
All the way up the mountain, Song Qiu gave Zhang Lihua a few slices of meat wrapped in vegetable leaves from the basket on his back, "I bought a few taels of meat at the market this morning. I fried it with milk. You can eat some."
Zhang Donggua and his wife often work at the landlord's house and rarely come back. Zhang Yang often disappears. Zhang Lihua is the only one in the family who earns a living under old Deng. If she hadn't worked so much, she would only have had a bowl of porridge every meal.
There is no need to eat, let alone meat.
Zhang Lihua's eyes lit up when she saw the meat. She reached out to take it, grabbed a piece with her hand and fed it into her mouth. She nodded with satisfaction while eating, "Grandma Yuan's fried meat is so delicious!"
Song Qiu smiled slightly, that was meat, how could it not be delicious? It would be more delicious if she fried it.
It was impossible for the place where they had picked up in the morning to be found again in such a short time. The two of them scanned around and then went up the mountainside ahead.
The hills are all one after another, and there are two small hills going back. There is a road going down from the top of the hill, which is the official road outside.
And going forward, the end is the main peak.
Walking to the highest mountain, you can see Songshan Temple on the main peak at a glance.