The corn grown by the farmers themselves is rich in sugar, rich in starch, and tastes crisp and sweet.
The corn on the cob is medium-ripe and medium-old corn, with plump kernels and chewy texture.
Polenta porridge is made from corn that is medium cooked and tender, mixed with half a pot of water and boiled over high heat. It is thin, greasy, and sweet. Add half a spoonful of sugar to a bowl of polenta and spread it on the table.
It cools down for a while. When the heat has almost dissipated, pick up the bowl and take a sip. It feels so good.
Stir-fried meat with corn kernels is also quite interesting. Of course, you have to choose relatively tender corn kernels, otherwise it will not be easy to fry. Cut the meat into medium-sized strips and add some green chili shreds. This dish should not be over-fried.
If overcooked, the corn kernels will lose their crispiness.
The last dish of pork ribs and corn soup, Fang Rui made it very simple. It was just stewing corn and ribs in one pot, cooking out the essence of corn and ribs, sprinkling a few minced green onions, and not adding anything else. This way,
The taste of this soup is very pure, delicious and refreshing, I can't even mention it.
More than a dozen corn cobs, a large pot of polenta porridge, half a large bowl of fried corn kernels, and a large pot of corn ribs soup. After a while, they were all wiped out. Especially the corn polenta porridge.
If it weren't for the public gaze, Lao Bian would definitely pick up the pot and lick it. Mom, it's so delicious.
Yu Yinghong looked at Lao Bian and Lin Fangfang, who were still enjoying their meal, and smiled and said, "I'll cook some more corn."
Lao Bian looked at the pile of sticks on the table in front of him and stopped him with some embarrassment, "Aunt, please don't go, we are already very full."
Lin Fangfang also said, "Yes, Auntie, I will do it at night."
The aroma of corn was still lingering on the bottom of her tongue, and she was savoring the sweet and crisp taste. Lin Fangfang couldn't figure it out. Normally, she would get bored after eating only one corn in the city, but this time she ate three corns at once and drank.
I had two big bowls of porridge, soup, etc. The most important thing is that now I feel that I haven’t eaten enough.
Hearing what the two said, Yu Yinghong didn't force herself. She had to eat to her heart's content, but after all, eating until she was seven-tenths full. Eating too much would be harmful to the human body, right? Thinking about this, Yu Yinghong said again, "
Then we won’t cook it now. When you go back, Xiao Rui, go chop some more corn in the field and bring it back to Xiaogang Fangfang to cook and eat. Food in the countryside is nutritious and tastes good, but it’s hard to buy in the city.
arrive……"
Fang Rui laughed, took over what his mother said, and said, "Break off more of it while it's tender and delicious. When you get old, you'll have to give it to pigs."
"Ruizi, you are so unkind, and you took the opportunity to harm me." Lao Bian said with his eyes wide open.
"I said that when the corn is old, it will be given to the pigs. I didn't say that it will be eaten by you when it is old. But it is still tender now, so of course it will be eaten by you."
Fang Rui smiled unscrupulously, Lao Bian was so cute and stupid. Not only did he take his words seriously but he dared to answer them, so he was looking for trouble. Lin Fangfang pursed her lips and kept laughing.
"Brother, I don't have the same experience as you." Lao Bian understood and snorted.
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After resting for a while, my mother came over holding a cantaloupe and a watermelon. The two melons were dripping with water and were still chilling. It seemed that they had just been immersed in the clear water.
"This is the first round of melons in the field this year. Come and have a taste."
Yu Yinghong put the melon on the clean table and took out a fruit knife to kill it. Lao Bian volunteered to take the knife and said, "Auntie, thank you for your hard work. I will take care of such small things while you sit and eat."
The white-skinned cantaloupe weighing about one kilogram and the green-striped watermelon weighing five or six kilograms are both local varieties from Pingyang. Lao Bian patted the two melons. They both had a crunchy sound. They seemed to be quite ripe. He faced the cantaloupe.
It was cut in half with a knife. The knife was good and it was cut properly. The cantaloupe juice flowed out along the cross section, and the strong melon aroma suddenly overflowed. Needless to say, Lin Fangfang was intoxicated, and even Fang Rui was intoxicated.
The melons grown are just different...
When Lao Bian smelled the fragrance of the melon, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and his saliva almost dripped. After calming down, he cut the cantaloupe that had been cut in half into four slices. Is it just right for each of the four people to have one slice? For now, the watermelon is
It's not open. Isn't it too late to taste the cantaloupe first and then cut it? Lao Bian put down the fruit knife, rubbed his hands, and was about to take the cantaloupe that was specially cut into the largest piece in front of him. Lin Fangfang's beautiful hands came first and snatched it first.
He snatched the cantaloupe away, then brought it to his mouth to take a bite without politeness, and then made an expression of enjoyment.
"Um, Fangfang, this is mine..." Lao Bian looked at Lin Fangfang who was eating with relish and said aggrievedly.
"Oh, yours? Let me see... Hey, your name is not written on this melon?" Lin Fangfang covered her mouth and spit out a few cantaloupe seeds, pretending to look at the cantaloupe petals, and then looked at Lao Bian with a smile.
"This, that, a cantaloupe, cut into four pieces, four people, one piece for each person, you know this." Lao Bian pretended to be pitiful and said, but Fang Rui had already seen it, this girl was beautiful in her heart.
While he was there, Lin Fangfang ate his share of the melon without any courtesy. Doesn't this mean...
"I just ate that piece of yours, what did you do to me!" Lin Fangfang raised her face and stared at Lao Bian provocatively. This girl is acting like a baby, it seems that Lao Bian really has fun with her.
Lao Bian giggled and said, "It's not bad, you can just eat it... I'll cut the watermelon."
Then he picked up the fruit knife and cut open the watermelon. The melon was still fragrant when it opened, with thin skin, black seeds, and bright red flesh. Especially the periphery of the flesh was tender pink or even white.
It's not like the melons sold on the market today, which turn scarlet from the inside out with one cut. You can tell at a glance that this kind of melon has been injected with a redness-stimulating agent.
Pick up a piece of watermelon and take a bite. The taste is refreshing and refreshing, and the juice is like sugar or honey. There is only one word to describe the taste, refreshing!
After watching everyone finish eating happily, Yu Yinghong also wiped her mouth and said with a smile, "Xiao Rui, when the weather gets cloudy later, you can go to the fields to pick a few more, and then go to the well to carry water... It's hot now.
The melon is so ripe that it can be fully cooked in about a morning..."