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Chapter 19: Invitation from classmates [Please collect and recommend]
Looking at Zhang Lan, Li Feng found that he couldn't get in the way. He was really dumbfounded. He had been tinkering for a long time, but when he actually did it, he could only be dumbfounded. Zhang Lan couldn't stand it anymore, so he rolled his eyes and fiddled with Li Feng.
While going, he stepped forward. The glutinous rice was mostly cooked, and the distiller's yeast was added. The flower petals were not put on gauze, directly crushed and mixed together as Li Feng thought. In fact, it is not Li Feng's fault. Baihua Jiu has thousands of different effects.
, if you like something stronger, just pour a pot of sorghum or white dry wine, the alcohol content is scary high, then add hundreds of flowers, which are placed in white gauze. The wine will change color after ten days and a half.
, that’s it, it has a light floral aroma when you drink it.
As for the Baihua Liquor made from rice wine, it has a low alcohol content and is not easy to get drunk. Adults and children can drink a big bowl, but their faces will turn red. Baihua Liquor can be made without dried sorghum, although the taste has changed a bit and is no longer dry and strong.
But it hasn't changed. If you serve a bowl, a big man will shake it.
There are many people in the mountains who can drink some. There are various kinds of fruit wine, plum wine, peach blossom wine every year. The most common is date wine. It can be said that every family drinks the most wine in autumn and winter. Children also like date wine the most. Why, drink wine
After eating wine dates, if you see a child in the mountains with a red face, he must have eaten wine dates.
It was the same when Li Feng was a child. He ate too much at one time, got drunk, and slept on the desk for a whole afternoon. The teacher even reported this to his family, and he was often beaten severely by Li Shan.
Watching Zhang Lan put the mixed glutinous rice into the jar, covered it, and smashed it up with plastic. Li Feng helped carry it into the house. As for burying it under the tree, there is no need. You can drink it yourself and you can get it out in a few days.
Wine, in about a week, this jar of Baihua Rice Wine will be brewed.
Li Feng and his mother Zhang Lan worked hard for an hour, and finally cleaned up. Zhang Lan clapped his hands, seeing that it was still early, and told Li Feng a few words, saying that he should check over at Taolin. He was alone at home, so he was fine.
He simply locked the door and led Fatty and Maoqiu into the village to take a look. He had been back for several days. He hadn’t seen many villagers. Everyone was busy these days, so it was rare for them to get together to talk.
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Many children in the village looked a little strange to Li Feng, so they were timid and did not dare to approach him. They did not come back for several years. Not to mention these children, some young wives also looked at Li Feng strangely. There were only a few people in the mountain, and there was a guest in that house.
, many people came over to see how strange it was. Now seeing Li Feng strutting around, with a chubby puppy at his feet and a chirping squirrel on his shoulder that was gesturing with its paws, it would be strange if it wasn't strange.
Li Feng looked at the timid children beside him, and couldn't help but think of He Zhizhang's poem about returning to his hometown in the Tang Dynasty. When a young boy leaves home and his elder comes back, the local accent remains unchanged and the hair on the temples blows. Children don't recognize each other, but they smile and ask where the guests are from. It's really true.
It couldn't be more appropriate. After I entered high school, I rarely went home. Even when I did go home, it was just to read at home and kill some time, let alone after college. Maybe many children don't recognize me.
Li Feng smiled bitterly. He was familiar with dozens of households in the village, and he only interacted with more than a dozen of them on a regular basis. Adults from far away could still recognize them, but the child really shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Baowazi is back, haha, good." Not to mention an old man looking at Li Feng, clapped his hands and shouted, Li Feng was a naughty boy in the village when he was a child, and everyone knows that the precious son of the Li Shan family is naughty.
Come on, pick dates and touch pears. Whose fruit is fresh and delicious? Don't ask the owner. You will definitely catch Li Feng.
"Haha, Fourth Grandma, haha, you are still strong." Li Feng remembers most clearly, Fourth Grandma's lazy persimmons. There are not many persimmons in the village, and most of them are baked persimmons. They can only be eaten when they grow into red lanterns. Only Lazy ones can eat them.
Persimmons, green in color, are picked. Dig a small hole by the river, or in a ditch, or even a paddy field, and bury it for a few days. When you take it out, it will be sweet and crispy. Not to mention Li Feng, the boy in the village
I have never picked my fourth wife’s lazy persimmons.
"Tough, tough, haha, Xiao Maozi, please call me Third Uncle." Li Feng is the third eldest among the younger generation, and most of these kids are his nephews. Li Feng looked at the rosy-cheeked kids next to his fourth wife, the old man
I already have a grandson.
"Haha, this baby and Mingwa are really carved out of the same mold." Li Feng thought about his childhood, his playmates are now as big as the children, but he is still alone, and he felt sad, if he didn't insist on going to Beijing, would his children be the same?
He was running around all over the place.
After chatting with the old man for a while, he gave a few kids ten yuan to buy candies. Most of the laborers in the village were not at home, so Li Feng walked around for a while. Seeing that it was not too early, he came back from a stroll.
For dinner, Zhang Lan made millet porridge. It was sticky, yellow and orange. Li Feng drooled when he saw it. There wasn’t much millet here, so Li Feng’s family bought it from someone else. The millet porridge was added with pot stickers, and today’s corn buns were different.
Pot stickers and steamed buns are very particular. The noodles should not be soft or hard. They should be just right and the noodles should be cooked.
Add half a ladle of water to the pot, heat it up, when the pot is hot, pull out a ball of dough, pat it flat with both hands, add some water, stick it around the iron pot, it looks a bit like sesame seed pancakes. The pot stickers made in this way are juicy and have a layer of char at the back.
It's crispy and tastes squishy. Li Feng hasn't eaten it for many years, so he ate two pieces in a row, with the soybeans in the sauce. Cook the soybeans in the sauce, add flour to make them moldy, put them in a porcelain basin, add water and coarse salt.
, dry it in the sun, add some onions, garlic, and red pepper when cooking, and it is a perfect match with millet porridge and pot stickers.
Li Feng liked it the most. He ate cucumber shreds with pasta sauce. He patted his belly at night. Li Feng was depressed because he ate too much. He had no choice but to get up and do some exercise without disturbing his parents. He had no choice but to get up and do some exercise.
When Furball entered the space, who knew that when he saw Li Feng walking into the space, he started chirping, and Li Feng scratched his scalp in frustration. In the end, both Fatty Furball and even the unidentified little sika deer were brought into the space together.
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Most of the land in the space has turned gray-black, and only a small amount of land near the edge of the space is still gray-white powder. Looking at the extra land, Li Feng took out a shovel, a bucket, and some flower seeds from the hut.
Li Feng had already thought about melon seeds. Flowers and grass were planted by the spring pool, and melons and fruits were planted in the fields. It happened to be the fruit trees interplanted with melon seedlings. Li Feng bought local melon seeds, black-skinned late watermelons, large flowers.
Li Feng also bought some cantaloupe, green-skinned melon, cucumbers, vegetable melons, and all rare cantaloupe seeds.
I started to divide more than an acre of land into seven or eight large and small pieces, and made them one by one. Watermelon occupies the largest area and leaves the largest space, almost two meters per trip. As for cantaloupe and soft melon, one meter and a half is enough.
The remaining small cucumbers are about 70 centimeters, and the vegetable melons are about one meter long. Li Feng is not sure about the remaining small melon seeds, which are about one meter long. Today, Li Feng did not want to finish them, but just made some.
It would be nice if I could plant some land. One acre of land is not too much. I worked for more than an hour and half and still couldn’t get it out. I was so hot that I was sweating. I had no choice but to plant melon seeds on what I got out. Who knows?
While Li Feng was planting, the two little guys behind him were digging. Little squirrels love to eat seeds. When they were done planting at the end, when they looked back, Li Feng was very angry.
He chased the two guys around for several times, and finally he was out of breath, pointing at Fatty, and Maoqiu yelled. What he had worked so hard to plant was good, but he accidentally got it into Maoqiu's belly. What a waste.
Not to mention, Fatty looked at the fur ball and wondered what fun it was. He had to dig out all the seeds he had buried. Li Feng cried more and more without tears. He gave him a lesson and had no choice but to replenish the seeds one by one.
In the end, I didn’t plant even a fifth of it, and I was so tired that I could hardly get up.
It looked like it was getting late. Li Feng led the reluctant Furball, Fatty, and the sika deer that had been squatting by the spring out of the room. Li Feng, who was tired and sweaty, quietly opened the door. He installed the water heater today but
It worked, so I turned it on and took a nice hot bath, taking the squirrel and the dog with me.
After taking a bath, I felt comfortable all over. I lay on the bed and touched my belly. I had already gone down. It seemed that I was good to move around more. I lay down and fell asleep after a while.
The next day, the crowing of chickens and the chirping of birds woke up Li Feng, who was sleeping soundly. He rubbed his eyes and took a look. It was already dawn, and the smell of rice came from outside the window. He dressed quickly and washed his face. He was very hungry. He had done it last night.
How can I not feel hungry if my stomach is empty in the morning after more than two hours?
Breakfast was simple. Li Feng's meal was still delicious. Today is Sunday. Several old classmates agreed to get together in the town today. This was decided a few days ago. When Li Feng came back, he wanted to catch up with his old classmates.
It's a pity that there aren't many people at home, just a few in the village and a few in the town.
Li Feng rode a bicycle and arrived early. Several people discussed Li Can's house at the corner of the street. It was not too late for Li Feng to come over. When he arrived, only Zhao Ku was there. Li Can was greeting Li Feng. Seeing Li Feng coming, the two of them hurriedly greeted him. Li Can was
He came from Lijiagang. In recent years, many people in the mountains have relocated, and not many people like Li Feng have returned.
Li Can also asked, the houses in the town are not expensive, more than 100,000, and Li Feng has more than enough money. However, Li Feng doesn't like the noise in the town. On the one hand, his parents definitely don't want to come here. If he buys a house here, it will be boring to be alone.
. In general, Li Can and Li Can no longer talk about this. A few people talked about what happened in the past few years. Li Can started a small business, and Zhao Ku, but he was really cool looking. At the time, Li Can was
The school boy of Jiazui Middle School unexpectedly taught now. Li Feng was really shocked. He remembered that this guy was not honest in class. He often made the teacher criticize him. At that time, he shouted that the teacher was nothing, but now he is.
Teacher, it is true that there is no definite answer for everything in this world.
The time passed with a few people chatting and joking. As the time passed, three or five more classmates came over one after another, and they were not polite. Seven or eight of my brothers bought food, wine, and cooked food. It was a lively atmosphere, and we drank a thousand cups of wine with our close friends.
In the end, Li Feng was so drunk that he was driving around on his bicycle. Fortunately, there were not many cars on the road. When he got home, he was often nagged by Zhang Lan.
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