"Ruizi, didn't you say you were going to come over quietly and try to catch a turtle in a urn? Why did you roar so far away? I suspect that you deliberately tipped off those three thieves!" The thief was not caught.
Bian's excitement turned into depression, and he complained about Fang Rui.
"Haha, didn't I see that they were about to run away, so I roared to see if I could restrain them?" Fang Rui said with a smile, but Fang Rui didn't even notice Zhang Shunyi and the other two running away.
Keep it in mind, is your intention to scare them? Thinking about all the mysteries that have been created before and after, I believe that master and disciple Zhang Shunyi are hiding in a corner at the moment, sweating, with numb scalp and shivering.
"You think you are the fierce Zhang Fei of the Three Kingdoms, and you can scare the enemy out of fear with just one roar." Lao Bian rolled his eyes at Fang Rui with a look of contempt on his face.
Fang Rui didn't care about this guy anymore. He went down to the field and picked the wine pumpkin. Then he walked back on the road and said, "I'll get the basket and dustpan back. You guys pick the pumpkin first and put it on the road."
The basket and dustpan were put there just now to contain the thieves, so they must be brought over to contain the pumpkins and winter melons.
Fang Rui held the wine pumpkin in one hand and walked to the place where the basket and dustpan were placed without stopping. Instead, he turned a corner and came to the bottom of a barren hillside and threw the wine pumpkin into the weeds. The reason why
It throws it away, firstly, the wine pumpkin has no value, and the pig will not eat it even if it is chopped down; secondly, it will prevent Lao Bian from asking questions again, and Fang Rui is too lazy to explain.
The rat infestation in the melon field is really serious.
In addition to the dozen pumpkins that had been picked back, six more pumpkins were ruined, but these pumpkins were not chewed up like the dozen. The mice who stole these pumpkins were very smart.
, they bit out a small opening from the side of the bottom of the pumpkin, then got into the belly of the pumpkin, and then dug out the inside of the pumpkin.
Leaving aside the opening, the whole pumpkin looked intact, with no flaws at all. But a huge pumpkin was actually light when carried in the hand, and one pumpkin even had only a thin layer of skin left after being chewed from the inside.
Looking at these six pumpkins, Fang Rui was speechless. He only blamed himself for not entering the space often, otherwise how could these mice be so rampant? He took a brick and patted it in the space. What happened to the mice?
It doesn't even know it's dead.
Fortunately, the entire melon field was not affected. We also picked more than 40 pumpkins, each weighing more than 30 kilograms.
Old Bian Zheng Zhiqing carried a dustpan by himself, and it was not very painful to pick one on each side. Fang Rui took a basket and put three on each side. Two hundred kilograms were easily carried on his shoulders, and Old Bian and Old Zheng's forehead was visible.
Everything on the shabushabu is full of black lines. Why are the gaps between people so big?
After taking some effort to pick the pumpkins home, I started picking winter melons.
Maybe the sugar content of winter melon is lower than that of pumpkin, so the experience of winter melon is much better than that of pumpkin. On a piece of winter melon vine, only two winter melons were bitten with a few medium-sized holes. This is nothing. The winter melon was chopped back and it still looked the same.
Feed the pigs.
More than thirty winter melons were picked from the winter melon field. Each winter melon weighed nearly twice as much as a pumpkin. Lao Bian looked at these giants and was really helpless. Zheng Zhiqing must have enough strength, but the skin on his shoulders
He's tender. He just picked a few loads of pumpkins, and his shoulders are already burning with pain. Picking these winter melons is like a useless person.
Two winter melons weighed over a hundred pounds. Yu Yinghong was able to carry them and could carry them on her shoulders. But of course Fang Rui would not let her mother pick them. There were more than thirty large winter melons, four at a time, and it was still easy after several trips.
Done.
"Xiao Rui, there are so many winter melons and pumpkins. You can send some to the neighbors. These melons are so big, so don't send them whole. Cut them into pieces and send them in tubes... After lunch later, we will dig them up in the afternoon.
Go for the sweet potatoes." My mother looked at the big winter melons and pumpkins all over the house and said with a smile...
"Well, I came back from digging the sweet potatoes and just roasted them to eat." Fang Rui responded with a smile.
"Roasted sweet potatoes, wow, I like them!" Old Bian of sweet potatoes often went to the mountains with Fang Rui to bake them, and the flavor of the ones made by Ruizi was quite fragrant and good, but I baked them myself...
Hearing Fang Rui say that he wanted to bake sweet potatoes, Lao Bian's mouth watered, and the others around him were also very interested.
"You two, you are such a big person, but you are still so fun and delicious...Okay, after digging the sweet potatoes, I will make some sweet potato slices, which are much more delicious than the sweet potatoes you roasted." Yu Yinghong said with a smile.
, went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Everyone cheered, there is something delicious again!
Fang Rui took a kitchen knife over and started to cut the melons.*..*!Book.* Fang Rui cut a dozen winter melons and pumpkins in total, cutting each piece into about two or three kilograms, and then took it out with him
Winter melon and pumpkin cubs were carried in two baskets and delivered door to door.
Of course, the villagers have long known that Fang Rui's family has grown super large winter melons and pumpkins, and they have long wanted to try them out to see if the taste of the giant melons is as surprising as their size. But the villagers also want to get some winter melon cubs.
Pumpkin boy, next year I will plant a giant melon patch myself.
The villagers are not experts like Zhang Shunyi, who can tell that these melons are just ordinary varieties. The villagers think that the melons can grow so big because of the varieties, even if the melon vines and leaves are different from the pumpkins and winter melons they grow themselves.
The vine leaves are the same, they still think so.
The villagers were all happy when they received the melon meat and melon seeds delivered to their doorsteps by Fang Rui. This made Fang Rui feel a little ashamed. After leaving the green future, these melon seeds would not be just ordinary melon seeds, and they would produce more fruit.
They are ordinary winter melons and pumpkins... Fang Rui really wanted to see the sight of big winter melons and pumpkins all over Xiaotai'er Village, but with the current area of the space, it would definitely not be possible.
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After the rice is harvested, the sweet potatoes will be harvested immediately.
Sweet potatoes are second only to rice in the minds of farmers.
I recall that when the People's Liberation Army beat the puppy-dogs and reactionaries, it was a major contributor. Some people say that the People's Liberation Army relies on millet and rifles to conquer the world. To be precise, it should be sweet potatoes, millet, and rifles.
In the past, sweet potatoes were really eaten as rice.
Fang Rui remembers that in the 1990s, many people in the village still ate potato rice.
This is how you make this sweet potato rice. After you dig up the sweet potatoes, wash them. It doesn’t matter if you peel them or not. Then you pile the sweet potatoes in a large wooden basin and chop them randomly with a kitchen knife until the sweet potatoes are chopped into pieces.
Grains are then sprinkled on the ground to dry like rice, and then stored in warehouses.
Boiled sweet potato rice is made of sweet potato particles mixed with rice and cooked together. Therefore, it is called sweet potato rice. As for the ratio of sweet potatoes to rice, it depends on the family situation. The richer will put more rice, and the poorer will put more rice.
Just put less of it, if it's so poor, it's just all sweet potatoes.
From the above, you can tell that this potato rice is definitely not delicious.
The sweet potato itself is quite delicious when cooked, but the sweet potato particles are not the same as sweet potatoes. The sweet potato particles are dry and have no moisture at all. The potato rice after being cooked in a pot is black and mushy. The longer it is cooked, the better it will be chewed. Cook it longer.
If the time is not enough, it will really taste the same. Of course, this also depends on the proportion of rice mixed. The more rice mixed, the taste will naturally be better.
But no matter how the potato rice tastes, it is still very nutritious.
Sweet potato rice used to play a starring role on the tables of rural families, especially those in remote mountainous areas. However, as the landlords were beaten down and farmland was distributed to farmers, and as rice production gradually increased,
The figure of sweet potatoes gradually fades away from the dining table...
Sweet potato rice has basically withdrawn from the stage of history, but sweet potatoes have not left the rice pot. There will always be a place for sweet potatoes in rural people's rice pots. Mix two sweet potatoes into the white rice.
The aromas complement each other and the taste is better than ordinary white rice.
And sweet potatoes can also be used for cooking. Sweet potato soup is very popular on the dining tables of rural families, and sweet potatoes can also be used to make authentic potato chips.
Sweet potatoes are a farm treasure.
But digging sweet potatoes is not easy. It is even more tiring than harvesting rice.
Sweet potatoes have vines, and one vine will send out n vines. The vines are entangled with each other, which is very confusing. Fortunately, during the growth of sweet potatoes, the farmer uncle will turn over the vines several times, otherwise it will be even more entangled.
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Before digging sweet potatoes, the vines must be cut off. Of course, the sweet potato vines will not be thrown away. Farmers will dry them and store them. Most of the livestock's food in winter depends on them.
Cutting canes is like cutting crops, but it takes more effort, for the reasons mentioned above. Digging sweet potatoes is also more strenuous, and wielding a three-pronged hoe weighing several kilograms is more uncomfortable than stepping on a rice thresher.
However, for the peasant uncles who have been facing the loess and back to the sky for a long time, they have long been accustomed to it.
When Fang Rui's family digs sweet potatoes, a large force is dispatched.
Everyone divided the work and cooperated. Mom and Xu Lijiao cut the sweet potato vines with a sickle, Fang Rui and his boss Zheng Zhiqing wielded a hoe, and Lin Fangfang and Murong Rong were behind to remove the mud from the sweet potatoes and put them in the basket.
This sweet potato field is also related to the space of the green future, so its vines grow very densely and the sweet potatoes are huge. Although everyone is a little tired, it is quite fulfilling.
After an afternoon of hard work, I dug up three or four points of the sweet potato field. I continued to dig sweet potatoes the next day, and by nightfall, I had a total of just over an acre of sweet potato field, which was considered a complete harvest. Farmers generally do not store winter melons and pumpkins.
, because the quantity and weight are limited, they can be consumed in a short time. The quantity of pumpkins and winter melons in Fang Rui's family is not large, but because of their huge size, they will definitely not be finished in a while, so they can only be put in the cellar. The sweet potatoes are dug out.
Finally, it was necessary to store the potatoes in the cellar. Now the pumpkins and winter melons occupied the cellar. Fang Rui had no choice but to dig a hole on a slope not far behind the house and store the sweet potatoes in it.
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"Mom, don't cook our meal at noon today!" The next morning after the sweet potatoes were completely settled, Fang Rui said to his mother while picking out the sweet potatoes that had not been put into the cellar. Roasted sweet potatoes
Lao Bian and the others have been eagerly looking forward to this event for several days.
"You greedy people, okay, sweet potatoes can be eaten anyway, but don't bake them half-cooked and eat them!" Yu Yinghong responded with a smile.
"Grandma, why can't we eat half-cooked food?" Today happened to be the weekend, Yaya Nini didn't go to school, so Yatou Liang asked with her little face raised.
"Eating half-cooked food will make your stomach uncomfortable and cause stomach upset, so you must not eat it." Yu Yinghong warned. In fact, there was one thing she didn't say, that is, eating half-cooked roasted sweet potatoes will make you feel uncomfortable.
A lot of exhaust gas is produced in the stomach, and what happens next will be very embarrassing...
"Oh, grandma, we understand, we must roast the sweet potatoes before eating them." Yaya Nini nodded seriously.
"As long as you know, go help your little dad pick sweet potatoes." Yu Yinghong touched Yaya Nini's face lovingly.
Yaya Nini ran to Fang Rui, helped pick up the sweet potatoes and put them into the bag.
"Yaya, you can't do this, Nini, you can't do that either." Fang Rui looked at the sweet potatoes picked up by the two girls and hurriedly stopped them.
Roasting sweet potatoes is very particular about the size of the sweet potatoes. Big ones, especially those with a round shape, are the most difficult to roast. Small ones are easy to burn into char, which is not a worry for experts who are roasting sweet potatoes. But
In the hands of low-handed people, the results of small sweet potatoes are often very miserable...
"Dad, why can't these sweet potatoes work?" Yaya Nini looked at the sweet potatoes in their hands, puzzled.
"Yaya, your sweet potato is small, and Nini, your sweet potato is big. Do you see it? You should choose this kind of sweet potato that is neither big nor small, and long and strip-shaped." Fang Rui said, shaking the sweet potato in his hand.
"I understand, little daddy." Yaya Nini followed Fang Rui's instructions and started rummaging through the pile of sweet potatoes.
Soon the three of them picked up forty or fifty. Fang Rui stood up and waved his hand, and the operation of roasting sweet potatoes in the wild officially began.
Fang Rui chose a place for roasting sweet potatoes in a mountain forest far away from the village. Why not choose a place nearby instead of a place far away? Because most of the villagers in Xiaotai'er Village cook rice and cook pig food.
They all burn firewood. Villagers often collect firewood in the nearby mountains and forests. In this way, it is not easy for Fang Rui and the others to collect firewood for roasting sweet potatoes.
After arriving at the outskirts of the mountain forest, Fang Rui asked each of them to choose a place first, then go collect some firewood and start the fire again.
It was easy to collect firewood. There were very few villagers in this mountain forest. In addition, it was late autumn, and there were a lot of dead branches falling on the ground. Soon one person brought a lot of them over. It was also easy to choose a place, and they piled up everywhere.
The fire is ok. The key is how to roast the sweet potatoes so that they are cooked and delicious?
Lin Fangfang raised this question.
"This is not difficult. After the fire is lit, put more firewood and burn more charcoal, and then bury the sweet potatoes in the pile of red-hot charcoal ash. However, it is best to put more firewood at this time, because then
It's easy to burn the sweet potatoes," Fang Rui explained.
"Oh, then should we make a fire alone or together?" Lin Fangfang asked again. She wanted to make a fire together so that she could take on the position of supervisor.
"This method of roasting sweet potatoes requires a lot of firewood. Two people make a fire together, one person is responsible for collecting firewood, and the other is responsible for lighting the fire." How could Fang Rui not understand Lin Fangfang's little thoughts, but such a barbecue in the wild
Regarding sweet potatoes, it’s really not good for so many people to make a fire together. When I was a child, my friends and I would always make a fire alone.
"Fangfang, please make a fire with me. I guarantee that you will be able to eat the most fragrant and delicious roasted sweet potatoes." Lao Bian said, patting his chest. He had roasted these sweet potatoes with Fang Rui a lot during high school, and he was still a little bit
experiential.
"Okay, let's go together." Lin Fangfang saw that there was no hope of eating automatic food, so she had to go with Lao Bian.
Of course Zheng Changqing is in a group with his wife Xu Lijiao, and the remaining ones include Fang Rui, Murong Rong and Yaya Nini.
"Dad, let's make a team." Yaya took the initiative and took Fang Rui's arm.
"Well, let's work in pairs." Fang Rui nodded. He and Murong Rong were two adults, and each of them happened to be taking a girl. Later, the two adults would hold the fire, and the girls would collect firewood with the other two groups.
.Actually, Fang Rui can handle this matter by himself, but this is an opportunity to train the girls to be self-reliant and cannot be wasted.
"Then Nini, let's go together." Murong Rong was a little disappointed. Originally, she wanted to partner with Fang Rui, but this was obviously unrealistic. It was impossible for Yaya Nini to make a fire to bake by herself.
"I also want to be in a group with my little dad. Aunt Rong Rong, you can be in a group by yourself." Nini took Fang Rui's other hand and said to Murong Rong in a very shameless manner.
"This..." Murong Han said, looking at Fang Rui for help. He was collecting firewood and lighting a fire all by himself. He was too busy.
"Yaya Nini, you guys play paper, scissors, whoever loses will be paired with Aunt Rong Rong." Fang Rui simply adopted this compromise method.
"No, we all have to be a team with my little dad." Yaya Nini looked at each other, as if they had completed some kind of communication in the blink of an eye, the two girls said in unison...
"..." Murong Rong was speechless. Was he so unpopular with the girls?
"Okay, then the four of us will forget it together." Fang Rui had no choice but to say.
The two girls showed a victorious smile, and Murong Rong also had a hint of joy on her lips.
Fang Rui saw Murong Rong's joy, and he didn't know what he was feeling in his heart. He assigned the task and said, "Rong Rong, take Yaya Nini, Fang Fang and Sister Li Jiao to collect firewood. I'll light the fire."
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The five female generals went to collect firewood, and Fang Rui started to light the fire.
First, I picked up some dry leaves, lit them with a lighter, and then put some small firewood on them...continuously adding finer firewood, until the fire burned a little bigger, then added more firewood...only when the fire was completely burned, did I put more firewood on it...
Those big stick-like firewood.
After Fang Rui lit the fire he had made, he saw that his boss Zheng Zhiqing was lighting the fire there, and he also started to light it. The two of them had stayed at Fang Rui's house for such a long time, and they often helped to make something at home.
I still have a good grasp of the most basic life skills of a farmer, such as making fire.
As the fire burns more and more, more and more firewood is burned, and more and more charcoal and firewood ash are produced.
Fang Rui stopped adding more firewood to the fire, put aside the unburned firewood, used a stick to break open the ash and charcoal, put a dozen sweet potatoes in, and then used the firewood ash and charcoal to cut the sweet potatoes.
It was covered up. The temperature of the charcoal and firewood ash can be said to be just right, that is, it will not burn the sweet potatoes, nor will they be half-cooked.
After covering the sweet potatoes, Fang Rui lit another fire nearby, because when the dozen or so sweet potatoes were ripe, the charcoal ashes of the fire would also cool down, and they would definitely no longer be used to roast the sweet potatoes.
About half an hour later, Fang Rui opened up the pile of firewood and charcoal, and pressed one of the sweet potatoes with his hand. It was soft, which meant that the sweet potato was familiar. Fang Rui took out the sweet potato, and Yayani
Ni immediately grabbed one, and Murong Rong also took one impatiently, saying that he had been tired all morning and it was time to enjoy it.
These dozen or so sweet potatoes were all roasted very well. The outer skin was not burnt at all, but the inside was thoroughly cooked. When you peeled off the skin, the heat mixed with the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes hit you, making your mouth water.
. Take a bite, it's crispy, sweet, and contains the aroma of barbecue. The taste is really wonderful.
The four of them devoured the food to their heart's content. Lao Bian, Zheng Zhiqing and the others had not yet cooked the roast. Smelling the aroma and looking at the way the three of them were eating, they couldn't help but salivate. Lao Bian and his fellows even came over shamelessly to ask for more.
, but was beaten up by Yaya Nini and returned to his hometown in disgrace. (To be continued...)