Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 437 Chapter 430 Six: Salted Vegetables (Description)
Because of the situation in the south, after discussing with the old Yuan family on the Shangyuan Festival, Song Qiu would not go to the county seat. On that day, he would just go to the town to visit the town's lantern festival.

When things settle down, you can go to the county town for Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival.

In short, the county seat is there, and there is no way to escape.

So Song Qiu is still free for the time being, so he is busy with making salted vegetables.

Old Yuan didn't know what she was going to do with the vegetables in the vegetable garden again, but fortunately, she was used to it and had seen her granddaughter make the same food, so she happily followed her to toss.

The two ridges of vegetables were uprooted and piled up in the yard. While pulling out the leaves and preparing to feed them to the chickens, Mrs. Yuan looked at Song Qiu and asked, "Ah Qiu, how do you make these salt vegetables?"

The shoulder injury has not yet healed. Ah Ling lay on the bed for two days and couldn't sit still. He moved a small bench and sat on the side to watch, and he was a little eager to try, "Listen to the name, salt vegetables must be salted. Come do it?"

Old Yuan Shi listened and said, "Oh, how much salt do you need for so many dishes?"

Song Qiu quickly pulled out the leaves and piled the heads of the cabbage together. The pulled leaves were not messed up, and they were piled together well. Hearing this, he said: "It is necessary to use a lot of salt, left and right milk. Just wait and see, this salted vegetable will definitely not lose the salt! When the time comes, I’ll make you a roasted white dish, I’m sure you’ll like it!”

"That's cool. It's good for you to cook so much food." Old Yuan smiled when she heard this, and saw that Song Qiu had piled up the leaves, so she followed suit.

The Zhang family also had quite a few dishes, and seeing that Song Qiu was busy with what to eat, Miao couldn't help but come over and ask.

Although this salted vegetable can be stored for a long time, it is still a good dish when it is green and yellow, but it will not taste good if there is less oil in this salted vegetable.

It takes a lot of salt to make it, and ordinary people are reluctant to use so much oil.

Song Qiu only said how to do it. If you want to do it, you can follow along.

If she doesn't do it herself, she will collect some vegetables when she looks around, and it's okay to sell vegetables to her.

When Miao heard that it was troublesome to make this salted vegetable, and it cost salt, she immediately said that she would save it until Song Qiu came to collect it.

Song Qiu planned to cook more salted vegetables this crop and put them away, or else wait for next year's vegetables, and it would be too much to wait.

Almost every household has this dish, and she doesn't worry about not being able to keep it, so she can cook it with confidence.

Pull out all the leaf gangs, then lift the bamboo rafts out, spread them casually on top, and let them dry in the sun.

As for the heads of vegetables, pull out the small vegetables attached to them one by one, and spread them out on a bamboo stand to dry first.

Song Qiu took a kitchen knife and started peeling the remaining vegetable heads.

This peeling old Yuan is also familiar with it, so he peeled it after watching it.

After peeling one, Song Qiu cut it on the cutting board placed in front of his legs, sliced ​​it into pieces, and scraped it in the wooden basin below.

"It's the same as making dried radishes. You can just peel off the skin and cut it out. Then you don't need to use things to press the water, and you can spread it directly on the bamboo stand. The sun is good these days, so let it dry continuously. A few big suns, let it dry first and then do the rest."

This job is simple and quick to learn, but in one afternoon, the grandparents and grandchildren cut out all the vegetables at home.

Because I made starch and dried radishes before, the most indispensable thing in the house is bamboo shoots.

There was no room for it in the yard, so we put it on the edge of the small river beach outside, and the sun was staring at it.

The slices of vegetables were spread out thinly, and a lot of bamboo shoots had been dried, which made it look a bit tumultuous.

Mrs. Deng and Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Wang came over to talk to Mrs. Yuan. Looking at this, they had to ask a few questions out of curiosity.

When I heard that Song Qiu was going to make some new food, I would use the vegetables here to make some salted vegetables, and put them in jars and keep them well for a year or two. But it's just a dish.

Hearing that Song Qiu can teach everyone to do whatever he wants, then Pozi Zhang and Pozi Wang were a little moved.

Although it is possible to sell the vegetables to Song Qiu for some money, since the salt vegetables can be put away, it is not impossible to make some at home and keep them.

Even if they spend a little salt and oil, and do less, their family's situation can afford it.

Immediately, the two pulled Song Qiu to ask how to do it, Song Qiu said one by one, and the two slipped back to collect the food.

This time, everyone in the village knew about it.

Some were waiting for Song Qiu to harvest them, and some were picking up some vegetables and preparing to cook some of them and put them aside.

In short, there was another burst of excitement in the village.

While waiting for her vegetables to dry, Song Qiu was not in a hurry to pick up the vegetables, but when she met Yuan Hua at the inn, she told him about the salt vegetables, whether the Yuan family should follow suit or sell them to her. , It's fine, I have a plan.

The dessert shop in the town has opened up, and the business is not bad every day. After all, the south is not peaceful, and ordinary people dare not spend it if they have spare money.

As for the inn, there are fewer caravans and goods dealers going to Lingnan Pass, and the business has also become deserted.

Every day, I greet some short-distance passers-by, and the traveling caravan going to Xiangzhou Prefecture. It is not considered busy, but barely maintained.

The income is naturally not as good as before, but Song Qiu is not worried, except for the capital, it is enough to maintain the daily expenses of a thousand people without losing money in it.

It's better than closing down.

The advantage of the inn being open is that as long as there are people every day, there will be a lot of gossip.

I heard that on the south side, many restaurants and inns could not continue to open and had to close.

Therefore, compared with the hatchback, the business is close, but it is nothing.

Song Qiu came to the inn normally every day, and on the other side of Ah Ling, she was young and had a good foundation and recovered quickly, so the old Yuan didn't stick to her and kept staring at her.

She took advantage of the time when Song Qiu was going to the inn and the old Yuan family was visiting again, so she slipped away to Huang's house.

Huang Dashao and his wife were not at home, and after the New Year, there were a lot of banquets before the busy spring, and most of the villages from ten miles and eight villages invited him to hold the table, so the couple were also very busy.

Mrs. Mo was famous for being quiet and not in good health. Generally, the villagers would not go to Huang's house to disturb her if they had nothing to do.

At the end of the village again, it is even quieter.

When Ah Ling got into the courtyard of Huang's house, Mei Fu next door was busy in the courtyard, so it was a bit strange to see her going to Huang's house.

Ah Ling didn't panic, and greeted Mei Fu, saying, "My sister Ah Qiu asked me to bring some fried brown sugar cakes to Grandma Mo. Grandma Mo has bad teeth, so she likes soft ones, doesn't she?"

Mei Fu listened, but didn't think too much about it. In this village, only Mr. Tang and Mrs. Mo were the oldest and the highest seniority. It's a good thing for these juniors to remember the two elders in everything!
She watched Ah Ling get into the house, then buried her head and continued to work.

Here, Ah Ling entered the house and put down the basket in her hand. There were really brown sugar cakes in it, and she didn't make any mistakes.

In the room, Mrs. Mo was sitting cross-legged on the bed, as if she expected her to come, so she was not surprised at all.

"The injury is almost healed? Don't worry, what are you running to me for?"

　Squeezed and squeezed for two days to forcefully update a chapter, let me explain it, so that everyone will not worry,

　　Let me first report that I am safe, the mother and child are well, and have been discharged from the hospital to stay at home for confinement.

　　I thought I could do it, but I really overestimated my body. The second section is too painful, and I haven’t recovered much yet. After all, I can’t be younger than a few years ago. This fetus has enough breast milk, and I need exclusive breastfeeding. , Day and night, non-stop, it is a bit hard, and the eyes are swollen after looking at the phone for a while.

　　So it is estimated that the update will be resumed after one week of leave. In short, I will try to code as much as I can.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)