The autumn wind blew outside the window, and the leaves fell from the trees one after another. A gust of wind blew and scattered in the air, blowing up large amounts of dust, making the sky gray, which also indicates that winter is coming.
It was late November, and the weather was gradually getting colder. Zhang Yu also had difficulty getting up. Although the temperature was not too low and the sun had risen outside, he still huddled in the warm bed and lazily
I didn't want to get up, I wrapped myself in quilt tightly, I just wanted to wait, wait, sleep a little longer, sleep a little longer.
Thinking that there was something else to do today, Zhang Yu said to himself: "It's time to get up. If you don't get up, it's time for my sister to call." Then he reluctantly got up and slowly got dressed.
Today's task is mainly to take back all the pumpkins that were originally planted.
Although I only planted six pumpkins at the beginning, due to sufficient fertilizer and good management, I produced quite a lot.
Speaking of this, Zhang Yu smiled sheepishly. Although he grew the pumpkins, his usual management was at the expense of his sister-in-law and uncle.
Except that he put in some effort when planting, watering, fertilizing, building trellises, and pressing down the vines, etc. were all done by the family, but he didn't put in any effort at all.
Yesterday, my sister-in-law also told him that the pumpkins were ripe and most of them could be picked. Now that the weather is cold, they don't bear fruit as much anymore.
So taking advantage of the good weather today, Zhang Yu and the others planned to pick all the pumpkins and stack them carefully. Keeping them for half a year would definitely not be a problem.
In this time when we are not full, pumpkin can not only serve as a staple food, but also be used to prepare meals. It is a rare good thing.
The fruits on those Beibei pumpkins are not big, but each weighs about two kilograms. The important thing is that there are many fruits, at least nearly 20 on each one. The other type of pumpkin feels that although there are no Beibei pumpkins
There are many, but they can't stop him from being big, each weighing seven or eight pounds.
Zhang Guifang looked at it and shouted: "Xiaoyu, the pumpkin you planted is good. Save some seeds this year and plant more next year."
"It's good, you really need to keep more." Zhao Wenzhuo also said beside him.
At this time, the neighbor who was washing clothes heard it and shouted: "Guifang, your pumpkins have so many seeds this year. Where did you get the seeds? Can you keep more this year? I will plant a few next year too."
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"Okay, why not? I'll keep all the seeds and dry them in the sun. Then one of you can just say something." Zhang Guifang said towards the courtyard.
"Thank you then. I also plant some at home and plan to plant a few."
"And my family, and my family."
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Hearing them talking about pumpkin seeds, other neighbors in the yard also joined in the conversation.
"Xiaoyu, bring another backpack over here. There are also ones on the roof." The eldest cousin climbed up to the roof with a ladder, looked at the pumpkin on the roof, and said towards the bottom.
"Okay, big brother, I'll give it to you." Zhang Yu climbed up the ladder, handed the pumpkin in his hand up, and at the same time put the other pumpkin into the basket.
In the end, the family picked several baskets of pumpkins, and Zhang Yu specially freed up a corner of the utility room for this purpose.
In the place where he was going to store the pumpkin, he laid a layer of dry straw on the ground in advance. These straws were replaced by someone else when he was buying things. He originally wanted to use them to start a fire, but his sister-in-law said they were good to keep.
It's useful, isn't it useful?
They placed the pumpkins on the straw one by one. According to my sister-in-law's instructions, they chose a corner that was not only cool and ventilated, but also prevented direct sunlight from reaching there.
After that, Zhang Yu and my sister-in-law passed the arrangements to each other, and soon they had the pumpkins arranged neatly.
Looking at the corner filled with pumpkins, Zhang Guifang clapped her hands with satisfaction and said, "If you do it this way, the pumpkins can last for half a year without going bad, and the longer they sit, the sweeter they become."
In addition to the ones they had stored, they also kept some pumpkins, gave some to their close neighbors, and planned to try the rest.
The preparation of pumpkin is simple and diverse, some are steamed directly, and my sister-in-law even had the rare luxury of taking out rice and mixing it with pumpkin to make porridge.
Zhang Yu looked at the golden pumpkin and thought about it, "Sister-in-law, let me make a dish."
"Okay, I'll try Xiaoyu's cooking today." Seeing Zhang Yu's high spirits, Zhang Guifang thought that the meal was almost done anyway, so she smiled and let the kitchen out and stayed aside to watch.
Let him do it.
Zhang Yu first cut the pumpkin into pieces, then put it in a steamer to steam. After waiting for a while, he inserted it with chopsticks and it penetrated easily, which proved that it was cooked.
Then, mash the steamed pumpkin into a puree with the end of a rolling pin, add some flour, and form a dough. Dip your hands in a little oil and pat it into a round cake of the same size.
It took him a lot of effort to find the pan he bought specially for this pan. When the system signed in, he also checked in the pan, but it was either a large iron pan or a casserole, and there was no pan at all.
He traveled to several places for this pot. Finally, he found out that an old man nearby had a good pot-making skill, and then visited him personally to make it.
I have no choice, I'm not good at cooking, and I don't know how to spread pancakes or fry things in a round pan.
He added a little oil to the pot. He felt that it was very little, but Zhang Guifang still felt that it was too much. He felt very distressed when he saw it. He felt that he had not put the oil accurately. He could just wipe the bottom of the pot with an oil cloth.
Zhang Yu opened his mouth but did not dare to say anything. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth to refute, his sister-in-law would start nagging him endlessly.
When the oil is hot, put the pumpkin cake into the pan and start frying until the surface of the pumpkin cake turns slightly yellow, then flip the pumpkin cake over and fry both sides until it is golden brown, and then it is ready to be taken out of the pan.
In order to make it more delicious, he put some sesame seeds into the pancake while he was still making pancakes. Seeing this, Zhang Guifang turned around and went back to the house. Out of sight, out of mind, she felt no pain after being out of sight.
"The pumpkin pie is out of the pan, come and eat."
When Zhang Yu put the pumpkin cake on the table, the family had already laid out rice bowls and was waiting there.
As soon as the pumpkin pie was placed on the table, the whole family quickly and tacitly took out their chopsticks, picked up one piece each, and took a big bite.
Because of the oil, the fried pumpkin cake is particularly fragrant and tastes crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.
Although flour is used instead of glutinous rice flour, it lacks a bit of chewy and chewy flavor, but it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the taste is quite good.
The eldest brother who doesn't eat gave a thumbs up, "Xiaoyu, this is your skill." He kept talking, his mouth was sizzling, and he had to take another bite. "It's delicious, it's really good."
It’s delicious, but it’s a little too hot. Can we cook it again tomorrow?”
"It won't even close your mouth. It's good to eat it once." Thinking of the oil used, Zhang Guifang felt distressed again. Didn't the elder brother just hit the muzzle of the gun?
