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148 Chapter 148. Continuous lettuce

Chapter 148 148. Continued Lettuce

But now it is the Qingming Festival, and the mint has only grown a fresh and tender clump. Plus, this is a new arrival and I didn’t prepare any chicken blood...

The seventh cousin sighed sadly and decided to put this dish in the summer.

Here, Zhang Yanping had picked up a large handful of the blooming rapeseed flowers and put them in his arms, then threw them into the basket.

The seventh cousin glanced down and immediately jumped:

"Why do you choose the ones that are in full bloom? Aren't the ones with buds more fresh and tender?"

Zhang Yanping was at a loss for a moment. He didn't cook either, so how could he know that what he wanted for rapeseed flowers was not flowers but buds?

But this does not prevent him from being confident:

"Seventh Cousin," he didn't know what to call, so he just followed Tan Tan: "The bees here are collecting nectar. Leave the buds to them. We can just eat what they left. I won't pick."

Seventh Cousin:......

The chef won't listen to this!

"Don't say this out loud. It's not shabby enough. What kind of family is this? To eat a rapeseed flower, you still have to pick out the leftovers from the bees..."

But thinking about the sweetness of the honey water he tasted yesterday, he couldn't help but smack his lips:

"Old lady, did you drink the honey water last night?"

"Drink." Grandma Qi answered simply and neatly: "Don't tell me, I slept very soundly at night, and I went to the toilet this morning so smoothly."

As we get older, our gastrointestinal function is actually not as good as when we were young, and constipation is a common thing.

I've only been back for one night, and I feel so comfortable in my bones. Let's talk about it to Grandma Qi: Everywhere in my body feels comfortable.

Hearing this, the seventh cousin also touched his belly and remembered the wanton grain cycle this morning...

Look at the blooming rapeseed flowers in the basket. Let’s just eat the leftovers. I really don’t dislike them anymore.

Zhang Yanping followed behind with a basket in his hand and wandered around. Not far away, he saw his seventh cousin stopping at the edge of someone else's vegetable garden to look at the coriander that was crawling all over the ground.

He looked over and immediately said excitedly: "Do you want to eat fish for lunch?"

Oops, the wild crucian carp his uncle caught was especially sweet when stewed in soup and braised, and I never got tired of it no matter how much I ate it.

But I haven’t eaten less at home during this period. How many fish have I caught? Why haven’t I finished eating yet?

As soon as this thought passed through my mind, I saw the seventh cousin shaking his head: "I rummaged through the refrigerator yesterday, and there was no crucian carp left, leaving only a pack of salted fish cubes. This coriander is growing quite well. When I get back, go to Brother

Dig more coriander in the vegetable garden, and I roasted the remaining beef with coriander and pepper."

Zhang Yanping didn't know what was going on, but just hearing the name made his mouth water.

After thinking about the taste carefully, I realized that I had lived in vain for more than twenty years. It’s okay if I haven’t eaten the rapeseed flowers in front of me. Why haven’t I eaten this coriander roast beef?

My stomach is full and bloated, but my mouth is full of saliva. This feeling is particularly unpleasant!

The three of them walked around half of the mountain. The seventh cousin felt light and refreshed and strong, and he wanted to show off his cooking skills at everything he saw.

When I was about to go back home, I saw a clump of newly sprouted wolfberry trees at the edge of the woods.

So he commanded unceremoniously:

"Yan Ping, go pick some wolfberry buds."

Then he took out his phone and called Song Tan:

"Song Tan, have you been to the city? Remember to weigh a pound of pears when you come back! I will pick some wolfberry sprouts and use eggs and pork hind legs to make egg-shredded wolfberry sprouts for you at noon.

ball."

The field pear mentioned by the seventh cousin is a common saying here. The scientific name of this thing is water chestnut. When I was a child, I grew rice at home, and I could always dig out a lot of it when plowing the fields.

Song Tan also likes to eat them, but they are round like glutinous rice balls and peeling them is very troublesome. So when she was working in Ningcheng, she would always buy a bagful of fruit peeled ones sold at fruit stalls for five yuan to enjoy herself.

So I agreed in one fell swoop.

No need to ask, Zhang Yanping has never eaten this dish.

While he was carefully picking the wolfberry buds, taking precautions not to be pricked by the thorns, he was drooling more and more: What should I say?

Suddenly I felt like the manager of the royal kitchen.



At the same time, uncle Song Dafang lost his temper at home:

"If you don't want to cook, just tell me as soon as possible. I'll buy it from the restaurant at the door. I won't be hungry."

"That's it!" Sun Yanyan, the daughter-in-law, saw her mother-in-law sitting at the door of the kitchen peeling lettuce again, and her head got big at this moment:

"Mom, no matter how much lettuce you have, you can't eat it every time! Ziyi cried after eating it last night."

Isn't this when I returned to my hometown two days ago and brought back all the lettuce from Sanlong District?

I thought it was as delicious as milkvetch, and I was planning to see if I could sell it for a higher price or something...

Who knew that when it was fried that night, it would be no different from the lettuce in my hometown, or even from the vegetable market.

Mao Li’s face turned dark at that time:

"How dare you sell this thing for twenty-one pounds? Even a dog wouldn't be fooled!"

Uncle Song's face instantly darkened, and he smacked his chopsticks: "A dog won't be fooled, why are you two doing such a big basket?"

Mao Li:......

She said in her heart that I didn’t scold myself, you brought the scolding on yourself!

But she only dared to whisper: "Then you didn't stop us when we went digging."

Look at the dozens of strong lettuces in the kitchen, God! How should their family of five eat them?

It's impossible to throw it away. If you give it away...why give it away? Why should you let others take advantage of it?

So, when I got home that day, in addition to a meal of stir-fried shredded lettuce that night, Ziyi's porridge had diced lettuce in it the next morning.

Mao Li's cooking skills were average, so she put the lettuce directly into the porridge without blanching it. The child pushed the bowl and said, "It tastes worse than grass."

It's noon, and the pork ribs are stewed with lettuce. This is okay, the pork ribs are still quite fragrant.

Everyone was full after eating.

But in the evening, in addition to the braised pork ribs with lettuce left over from lunch, I added an extra plate of stir-fried shredded pork with lettuce.

The whole family's faces were as green as lettuce, and they couldn't bear to finish eating.

Unexpectedly, early this morning, Mao Li spread egg pancakes for Ziyi. As a child, she loves to look pretty, so she usually adds slices of lettuce, tomatoes, and bacon.

Whether it’s delicious or not, it must be bright and ceremonial.

It was no trouble today. The lettuce shreds were rubbed very finely and rolled in after they were cooked.

Including the meal I had for lunch when I returned to my hometown, this was several meals of lettuce.

The child went to kindergarten crying.

After finally getting there in the morning, we saw her sitting at the door of the kitchen again, watching TV and peeling lettuce. The whole family really couldn't bear it.

Mao Li was also angry: "If Tan Tan hadn't been evil and deliberately asked us to get these unpalatable lettuces, why would there be so many lettuces in the kitchen?"

Why don't you just throw it away if you don't eat it quickly? It costs two yuan a pound at this vegetable market!

They were all farmers, but the uncle didn't say throw it away, but said with a dark face: "Then you give it away! Give more to the red plums, and give more to the neighbors. If it doesn't work, I will take it to the store and give it to the left and right."

"That won't work."

Mao Li thought about it: What should I give as a gift on the occasion of the New Year? "

This lettuce is so strong, one lettuce weighs just a few kilograms, and two lettuces can cost more than ten yuan, but they are not going to survive anymore?"

Alas, I feel hungry when writing to me... my mouth is dripping with saliva.

(End of chapter)


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