Chapter 468 468. Tender chestnut
There is one more thing that the Zhang Wang family did not say.
He was eating and drinking at Song Tan's house every day during this period. Maybe it was because he had enough oil and water, or maybe because the food at home was so good that he accidentally ate more...
As for rural people, as long as they eat well, they will be in good health sooner or later.
He now feels that his physical condition is much better than in the first half of the year. Apart from other things, it is not so strenuous to carry a young man like Wu Lei around every day.
At this rate, there is no telling if he can live another ten or twenty years.
When he can do it, he looks after Taoyuan, and when he can't, he weaves straw mats for Song Tan's family... There is really nothing he can do, and he has no place to spend money now. He has saved up his salary and capital, and will hire people to serve him later...
If you really can’t serve me well, then it’s all over.
Now, as long as they are open-minded in thinking, the Zhang Wang family feels that life cannot be more comfortable.
As a result, he became more and more chic.
Song Tan didn't know that Uncle Zhang, who had always been honest and honest, could think so wildly now.
At this moment, he was just riding a tricycle: "Okay, Uncle Zhang, I would like you to keep an eye on Wu Lei."
“What are these words?”
Zhang Wang's family laughed: "It's easier to have a young man to help me than it is to do it alone. There's even someone to talk to."
…
When Song Tan drove the tricycle to the edge of the chestnut garden, he heard Song Sancheng lamenting inside:
“The soybeans ripened too quickly this year, and I didn’t even eat edamame a few times. I thought it could be eaten with wine.”
Qiaoqiao opened his palms and said, "Dad, here, this pod is green, it's edamame."
Song Sancheng:…
There are yellow leaves and pods all over the ground, but this one is green... Why, can he prepare a cold dish for this pod?
Song Tan walked in and also laughed.
“It’s okay. I’ll plant them in batches next year, early-maturing and late-maturing…”
But I only eat it at home and don’t sell it. Fresh edamame has to be picked up by someone, and it is not as easy as soybeans to come in all at once.
Looking at Song Sancheng again, he was cutting soybeans and picking up fallen pods and exploded beans on the ground. He was really busy.
Song Tan looked at the two Dabao and Dabao who came around excitedly:
“Dad, stop picking it up.”
“Our beans are delicious, it would be a pity to keep them here.”
Song Sancheng was reluctant to part with him.
"It's okay." Song Tan patted Dabao Erbao on the head: "Since they are here, can't you just leave a snack for them?"
Not to mention, Song Sancheng would feel distressed at the thought of scattered beans scattered in the ground.
But once I thought about Dabao and Erbao knowing how to eat, I was instantly satisfied again.
He became happy:
“Okay, our eldest and second treasures are so obedient, how wonderful the chestnut garden will be! Eat, eat whatever you want!”
Okay, Dabao and Erbao can understand words now. When they talk about eating, the two dogs become energetic. They quickly poke their noses on the ground and can't wait to find the scattered beans - roll them up with their tongues and click them directly. Chewed it into the stomach.
Although but... I haven't tasted it while guarding the treasure mountain. It's really touching.
Song Sancheng obviously approved of it.
Song Tan, however, glanced at the two Bao'ers and thought: If they are so skilled at eating, they probably haven't opened a small stove in their daily life.
As for the initiator…
The family of three grasped the branches and leaves of the soybean vine with their left hands, and stabbed them with the sickle in their right hand. The baskets were quickly filled with handfuls of soybean straw, and then poured into the tricycle.
Among them, Song Tan, who was the most efficient, saw that there was no grass growing anywhere he passed. Song Sancheng couldn't help but gasp:
“Tantan, when I was young, the whole village couldn’t do this well.”
"That's not true!" Song Tan also became proud: "Dad, you don't even look at what kind of genes I have inherited."
For a time, the sound of laughter spread far and wide throughout the forest.
Before leaving, Song Tan conveniently broke off a branch with four or five chestnut bags on it - the branch was too thin and the chestnuts were too heavy, and they were almost hanging down under the weight.
By doing this, she was able to reduce the burden on the chestnut tree.
Qiaoqiao held the branch expectantly: "Let's go! Let's go home and eat chestnuts!"
…
Chestnut is a plant that, despite its defensive appearance, is actually very easy to eat.
For example, on an oval chestnut bag, there is actually a weak point of a cross. There are no thorns there, they are just protected by the cross of thorns on both sides. When it's cooked, it will explode into four pieces from the cross...
In short, the chestnut is still in a tender state. A skilled farmer only needs to step on the other half with one foot, then use the scissors to gently insert it along any vertical and horizontal traces, and then break it off -
The round chestnut bag was split in half, revealing the soft and white young chestnuts inside.
At this time, the chestnut shell is milky white and very soft because it has not aged yet. The skin inside is also moist and soft, making it especially easy to peel.
Put the light yellow chestnut kernel into your mouth, and when you bite it, a pool of fresh and tender water will appear.
Sweet and extraordinarily delicious.
Honestly speaking, it tastes a hundred times better than ripe chestnuts!
Just these few chestnut buns, with three or four small chestnuts in them. The first person in the family got two, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. Qiao Qiao looked eagerly in the direction of the chestnut forest:
“I still want to eat…”
"Eat!" Song Tan was particularly happy: "You grow things to eat, but this chestnut is still a little small. In two days, when it grows bigger, it will be more cost-effective to eat."
“When you feed the dog, just pick some back.”
"But..." Qiaoqiao looked at Ulan hesitantly: "Didn't Mom say you can't eat chestnuts that are not ripe? It's a waste."
Wulan was also stunned, and then smiled and said: "You are talking about the old man's calendar many years ago. At that time, if you were counting on selling chestnuts for money, you would have to sell half a catty less for eating a small chestnut bun. I'm sure I’m reluctant to give it up.”
“We don’t rely on this now. You can eat whatever you want, even if it’s all over the mountain.”
At that time, before and after the chestnuts matured, you had to go up the mountain every day to watch them, otherwise someone would steal them.
Nowadays, many chestnut groves in the entire village are deserted, and whoever wants to eat them will tear them off.
Times are different!
…
Here, Song Sancheng spread the soybeans on the open space in front of the door. Many of the pods have fallen off, but some are still attached to the stems:
“Take it to dry first, and then knock it again to make it easier to clean up.”
The seventh cousin looked at it and looked inside to see if there was anything green, so he picked it off directly:
“I’ll fry some fresh soybeans for lunch.”
Qiaoqiao came over and rummaged around curiously. It took a long time to get a small basin together.
Peel open the green soybeans that are not yet ripe, remove the shells, and then remove a layer of translucent membrane. Simmer it in a pot, then add some minced meat in green pepper sauce and stir-fry, it will have a unique flavor...
This chapter is an update that was promised last month but was not written.
I love young chestnuts so much! ! But when I was young, in order to make money, my family rarely gave me food.
There is another update and I have written a lot, but I can’t stay up late now, so... If there is no time before twelve o’clock, let’s continue tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)