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Chapter 21 The watermelon is ripe
At noon, Li Feng started washing his hands and cooking early, and Cai'er had already made a plan in his mind. Only the lean meat was left in the pork, and it was cooked with spring water. Three ounces of meat, sliced with a knife, cut into thin slices, put into clean water, added some salt, and set aside.
Soak the bamboo shoots for a while, slice them, and put them in the spring water. Add oil to the pot, put the meat slices in the pot, and add the ginger, garlic, and green pepper shreds. Add the bamboo shoot slices and stir-fry. Li Feng took a piece and tried it.
Salty, delicious, and easy to cook.
Cold shredded bamboo shoots, soaked in boiling water, fished out and mixed with prepared cucumber shreds, added seasonings, sprinkled with coriander, and poured some homemade sesame oil. Li Feng tasted it, hehe.
After pouring a pot of rice and slightly adding some twigs, Li Feng thought about making some crispy rice. He couldn't eat it for a long time, which was weird. Zhang Lan usually uses hay when making rice, but the crispy rice wouldn't come out, so he made it by himself.
, pay attention. After thinking about the brown and crispy rice dumplings for a while, I felt more anxious.
Li Shan and his wife Zhang Lan came back from Taolin. They smelled the aroma of rice coming from the yard, looked at each other, and walked into the small courtyard with a smile.
"Xiaobao, what you did today is very delicious." Zhang Lan looked at his son teasing Fatty away from him, and put down the teapot in his hand with a smile. Li Shan stretched his head and took a look. There were bamboo shoots and leaves outside the yard, with a smile on his face.
With a faint and understanding smile, he put down the shovel in his hand and filled a basin of well water.
"Haha, wash your face and eat." Li Shan didn't show any emotion on his face, but he was happy in his heart. Now he and his wife only hope that their son will find a wife and give birth to a fat grandson. While his hands and feet are still nimble, he can help take care of him and enjoy them.
Enjoy family happiness.
At lunch, Zhang Lan ate meat slices and praised Li Feng's skills repeatedly. The meat didn't have any fishy smell and was better than handling it by himself. Li Feng's face was calm, but he was quite proud of himself. He helped his parents pick up the dishes several times, and even more so.
It made Zhang Lan laugh and the family of three ate happily.
After the meal, Li Feng looked at the iron pot. He saw a thick layer of rice cooker. He scraped away the firewood ash at the bottom of the pot, revealing a few sparks. The rice cooker slowly baked out bit by bit. The fire should not be too high, otherwise it would burn, which would not be delicious.
The charred crispy rice balls were ground for consumption by children who didn’t like to eat. Li Feng didn’t know if it was unscientific, but many young people used it this way. It might be helpful for anorexia. Bake it for more than ten minutes and slowly cook it.
The corners are browned and browned.
Shovel it out, piece by piece. It looks like it is four to five millimeters thick. It is hard and chewy. It smells good when you chew it. The more you eat, the more you want to eat. You can't stop eating.
"You kid, give Mom a piece of it." Zhang Lan looked at Li Feng acting like a child, so greedy. He wanted to say a few words, but looked at the thick rice cake, which was burnt yellow and smelled fragrant, and the corners of his mouth moved.
He moved and took a piece. Li Shan watched the mother and son eating with gusto. He couldn't help it, so he came over and took a piece. Not to mention that he hadn't eaten such authentic rice cakes for a long time. That's not true. Who has it?
In my spare time, I was cooking and thinking about how to make delicious rice dumplings, except that Li Feng had nothing to do now.
"It's delicious. By the way, Xiaobao, come over and take a look at the melon patch this afternoon." Li Shan suddenly remembered something and ordered.
"Well, what's the matter? Didn't we just pour water and it was a little messed up?" Li Feng felt a little thirsty after eating, so he poured a cup of tea and sat next to Li Shan.
The thing is quite simple. Li Shan goes to the melon patch every morning, and today is no exception. Who knows how many pieces of melon rind there are in the melon patch, with a faint hint of red. Don't tell me, I ate it secretly last night. Look.
There are ripe melons in my melon patch. Yesterday, I heard Li Feng mention that he had a headache. It seems that he has it for more than 20 days.
"Okay." Is Li Feng okay? When he heard that the watermelon was actually ready to eat, he was already anxious. He didn't know the effect of his bucket of spring water, which made the watermelon that was supposed to mature in a few days advance several days.
.Li Feng, who was happy at this moment, did not think of this incident.
In the afternoon, Li Feng led his family's small animals, including Fatty, Furball, and the thin sika deer, to the river beach and went straight to the watermelon field. Li Feng knew in his heart that those were the first melons.
I made more marks, took turns to look at them, and patted them. Not to mention, about ten of them were fully cooked. Although one weighed only seven or eight pounds, for Li Feng’s family, one was enough to eat for a day. More than ten were picked.
Don't pick them if you leave them alone for fear of changing the taste. At night, hedgehogs, foxes, and even pigs and badgers will come and eat them. If the big ones are ripe, maybe Li Shan will build a hut to watch them, but now there are only more than a dozen, which is annoying.
Finally, he made up his mind. It would be better to let it go bad than to be wasted here. Li Feng used the basket three times and found a total of thirteen watermelons, weighing more than a hundred kilograms.
Finally, Li Feng thought about getting a few to go to the construction site. He couldn't finish the food at home and there were many bricklayers, so he put four in the basket and took a kitchen knife. Li Feng brought a few little ones to the peach blossom forest. At this moment, everyone was busy
The walls are being made, and the beams will be installed the day after tomorrow. When the floor slabs are installed, it is considered to be mostly completed.
"Dad." Li Shan is clearing the driveway. The soil may be relatively soft. The tractor pulls the goods and makes deep marks. Li Shan uses a shovel to fill it up. In a few days, when the house is ready and the bluestone is laid, hurry up.
"Xiaobao, you're here, what's wrong?" Li Shan looked at the watermelons in the basket with some doubts. It's not that Li Shan was stingy, he thought it would be good if three or four were ripe. Who would have thought that because Li Feng poured a bucket of spring water, one
The watermelons harvested for the first time in the film were all ripe early.
Listening to Li Feng's words, Li Shan nodded and gave a few watermelons. He didn't care no matter how stingy he was. The shovel was stuck aside, Li Shan took the basket and walked over with a kitchen knife.
"Everyone, take a rest. There are some ripe watermelons in the field. Let's give them a try." Without stopping, he cut the watermelon into eight large pieces. Each piece weighed a pound. Two of them were broken in a row. The bricklayer laughed.
I took it and praised the Li Shan family for their generosity. Nowadays, watermelon is considered a rarity, costing at least sixty-seven cents per catty. These watermelons cost dozens of yuan. I bought oil and salt and ate it for more than half a month. I didn't expect it.
They didn't even blink.
At this time, the watermelon was not very sweet. It had a light and refreshing taste, and the sweetness was indifferent. With the spring water, it had a special taste. More than ten people ate it happily. It was said that the Li Shan family was a benevolent person. Li Shan took three mouthfuls.
, smiled and tried to persuade him to eat more pieces. In the end, he ate all four watermelons in one meal without even touching Li Feng.
These are all from the countryside. After eating melons, they work more attentively and work much faster. Li Feng saw it and was happy in his heart. He built his own house not only for himself to live in. There are some things he didn't say. In fact,
Li Feng had a vague idea in his mind, but these had to wait until the house was completed.
After cleaning up the watermelon rind, Li Feng returned home and took out a small watermelon weighing four to five kilograms. He couldn't open the opening. He took a spoon and scooped it up to eat. It tasted really good. Although the sweetness was a bit weak, it was light and refreshing.
It's not greasy to eat, and the skin is crisp and delicious. Several small animals on the side looked at Li Feng with enjoyment on his face, and kept spinning in circles. Li Feng scooped a piece and put it into a small iron bowl. Unexpectedly, it was fat.
Zai swallowed it in one gulp, which surprised Li Feng. When did the dog become a vegetarian?
A watermelon weighed four to five kilograms. Li Feng ate less than half of it, and the rest was eaten by a few small things. In the end, Li Feng was afraid that the snacks would be too much to digest, so he picked up the iron bowl.
Seeing that there were still a lot of melons, Li Feng picked up a few and gave them to the second master to try. He made them as he was told and found a snakeskin bag. Li Feng went to the village, and the second master had nothing to do now, tending the vegetable garden or accompanying his mistress.
Taking a walk, the two old men lived a leisurely life. When Li Feng came over, it happened that the second wife had finished her nap. The old man had not slept well at night and had to catch up on his sleep during the day.
Every time he hid in the second master's house, not to mention that the two old men had no children, he looked at Li Feng and felt very dear to his heart. In this way, Li Feng probably regarded the second master and his wife as his grandparents.
"Where is the second master?" Li Feng glanced at the vegetable garden and saw no one, so he asked casually.
"Haha, I went shopping and saw that the Qingming Festival is coming." The mistress looked a little sad when she talked about the Qingming Festival, or she thought that she had no one to worship her. Her family background was not good, and she suffered from the problems of that era, which affected her.
The old man, although the second master didn't say anything these years, the old man has been unable to let go. Now that he sees Qingming, his thoughts have been awakened.
"Oh, look, I forgot about it. By the way, mistress, my watermelons are ripe. I thought of bringing them to you and the second master to try." Li Feng looked at the look on his mistress's face, quickly changed the subject, and picked up a bag next to him.
Snakeskin bag, he said with a smile, this matter is really not easy to untie. Alas, the life of an old man is not easy, Li Feng sighed in his heart, he could only helpless, thinking about Qingming'er, his grandfather
Grandma, I haven’t worshipped for several years, so I should go and have a look.
"You just eat it, what are you going to do with it?" said the second pacifier, but the smile on his face made people feel happy. Not to mention that Li Feng didn't say anything to the two old people, and the two old people also treated Li Feng in front of them.
Watch the grandson.
While Li Feng was chatting and joking with his second wife, the second master came back with a black bag and was very happy to see Li Feng. When he heard that Li Feng was sending watermelon, the old man laughed even louder and said yes, and he was busy taking out the watermelon, cutting it, and saying
It was so delicious that the second wife said she was ashamed. Finally, Li Feng ate another piece. After finishing the meal, the second wife asked Li Feng how the house was doing.
Li Feng remembered that Li Feng would be going to bed in two days, and said that he would invite the second master to come over for a drink. The grandfather and grandson were chatting animatedly. Before he knew it was getting dark, the second wife insisted on leaving Li Feng to eat. In the end, he had no choice but to drink a few drinks with the second master.
Every year, the second master’s family would make a large jar of jujube wine. The two of them would go back and forth, each drinking a small pound. In the end, the second wife persuaded her.
When he got home, Li Feng felt dizzy. The jujube wine had a strong aftertaste and was easy to get drunk. Zhang Lan looked at him, said a few words, and helped him make a cup of strong tea to sober up.
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The writing is a bit slow. I wanted to take a nap at noon today, but who knew, alas, I was very confused at night, and the writing was a bit messy. Please forgive me, there are one hundred more recommendations, and I will add more tomorrow.
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