i have a mountain

Chapter 649 The Problem of Roasted Red Taro and Time

Yu Fei's complacent expression immediately froze on his face, isn't this unscientific?He obviously found the right place, how could he still hook the red taro?

Just when he was doubting his life, old man Zhang pushed him away, and while he was yelling whether you would work, he took over his grapple, picked the edge of a crack and planed it down.

"Boy, that's not what you do..."

Old man Zhang raised the wooden handle while talking to Yu Fei proudly, but his complacency didn't last for two seconds, and with a creak, his movements stopped immediately.

Looking at his expression as black as the bottom of a pot, Yu Fei twitched the corner of his mouth and looked away. Shi Fang was looking at the pile of red taro seedlings on the ground at this time, as if he wanted to see the flowers.

Xiaoyun comforted his grandfather very intimately, saying that it was an accident. Old man Zhang responded to his granddaughter in a somewhat depressed manner, then picked up the grappling hook and chose a direction to dig down again. gap.

"Sigh~"

Old man Zhang's inhalation sound quickly attracted everyone's attention. Looking along the gap, Yu Fei saw a familiar thing, but it was a bit unexpected.

Originally planing red taro, as long as the position is chosen correctly, it is no problem to grab one or two red taro with the hook. The small one is like an adult's fist, and the big one is at most like half of an adult. The arm, no matter how accidental it is, is as big as a dog's head.

But the exposed corner of the red taro in front of me is as big as the head of a silly dog ​​on the farm, and it seems that there is still a large part buried in the soil.

Old man Zhang didn't care about talking to the few people around him, he dropped the grapple, reached out and picked up around the red taro, and soon, half of the red taro, which was like a big watermelon, was exposed.

"Such a big red taro!" Shi Fang said in surprise.

Old man Zhang came back to his senses at this time, clapped his hands and said: "This land has not been planted with crops for many years, and a red taro that grows so big is considered a blessing."

Yu Fei was immediately confused, are you talking about blessings, or is it because of the soil?Let you tell everything inside and out.

However, the big red taro in front of him quickly pushed these thoughts aside, and the most important thing is to get this thing out first. There are several scars on the top skin of the red taro, which should be from the few diggings just now.

Old man Zhang didn't let Yu Fei do anything, he carefully planed along the periphery of the red taro, and soon, a big red taro with a complete lower half was planed out.

Yu Fei’s estimate just now was still a little bit wrong, this thing is not a watermelon, it’s a big wax gourd in its entirety, the kind that is thick and long, the ravines on its body can fit a finger into it.

"This red taro must weigh fifty or sixty catties?" Xiaoyun asked while taking a picture of the red taro with his mobile phone.

Old man Zhang chuckled and said, "No, that's about thirty catties. A few years ago, I heard that someone dug up a big red taro that weighed more than fifty catties, but that one looked like it had been bombed, not as smooth as this one. "

Yu Fei glanced at it, and it is true that this big red taro is in the shape of a drop of water, with a small top and a big bottom. If it weren't for this, it must have broken the upper soil layer long ago. It is also because of this that it has suffered from several grapples. injury.

You said that you are so big, how good it is to show your head to everyone, you have to take a few grappling hooks to be honest...

Before the end of the communication with the big red taro, the old man Zhang put the grapple into his hand and said: "Continue digging, but be careful this time, and move forward bit by bit along the red taro pit." Plane, slow down if you see a bigger one.”

This red taro tree is relatively unique. Although there are several red taro-like fruits on one seedling, they are about the size of Yu Fei's finger, and it is not worth bending over.

Shi Fang and Xiao Yun chattered around the red taro and discussed how to eat it, while Yu Fei swung the grappling hook with a bitter face, the work still had to be done.

But fortunately, the following red taros are quite normal, although they are a circle or two larger than ordinary red taros, but they are still within the acceptable range...

This job lasted all morning. When Yu Fei felt that he was useless, he finally heard a break and started to do it again. He threw the grapple to the side, and he lay on the side of the red taro without any image. Seedlings.

But he was quickly kicked up by Shi Fang. After the red taro seedlings break, a liquid will be secreted, which sticks to the clothes and is difficult to wash off, so Yu Fei can only half sit on the side of the red taro ridge. .

Seeing Yu Fei's good manners, Shi Fang gave him a rewarding look with satisfaction, and then went back to Xiaoyun and the two of them began to carry red taro to the main road. At this time, a lot of red taro had piled up on the road. , the large red taro was placed alone and placed aside.

Looking at the pile of red taro, Yu Fei suddenly became interested, got up and patted the broken soil on his body, then went directly to the pile of red taro and began to pick and choose.

This one doesn't work, it's a bit fat, and it can't be used.

This is also not good, although the figure is not bad, but compared with the others, it is a bit short.

This is fine, the body height is just right, and a hole can be dug to cover it.

……

Yu Fei is like a hard-working groundhog, pawing in the pile of red taro for a long time, and the number of red taro at his feet is also gradually increasing, all of them are about the same size.

"What is Uncle Xiao Fei doing?" Xiao Yun asked Shi Fang curiously.

Shi Fang looked at the red taro that Yu Fei had dug out, wrinkled his nose and said, "He has started to suffer from childish illness again, how old is he, and he still wants to roast the red taro!"

"Aren't all the roasted sweet potatoes made of big and fat ones? Why did he choose the long and thin ones?" Xiaoyun asked a little puzzled.

At that moment, Shi Fang sympathized with this little girl who was only ten years younger than herself. She had never experienced real rural life at all. The things that children in the wild often play with are very strange to her.

"The kind of red taro with a big belly is not easy to roast." Shi Fang patiently explained: "Even if it is barely cooked, the outside will be carbonized a lot. Only the slender red taro picked out by your uncle , it’s easy to bake, it won’t carbonize too much, and it tastes delicious.”

Xiaoyun nodded half-understood and asked again: "Then what do you use for roasting? Is it the big stove we used to cook mutton yesterday?"

Shi Fang glanced at Yu Fei, who was evolving into a real groundhog, and said with a smile: "If you don't use that stove, the roasted food won't taste good. Nuo, isn't your uncle digging holes?"

Xiaoyun followed her fingers and looked over, Yu Fei was digging a hole on the ground with his butt pouted, he didn't have any tools at hand, but he used the sickle brought by old man Zhang.

Yu Fei was also worried. He finally dug half a hole with a sickle. Unexpectedly, the wind direction changed again. When cooking red taro in the wild, it is necessary to check the wind direction, otherwise the wind here cannot pull the tail. It needs to be burned at both ends, and it is easy to be smoked to the eyes.

He picked up a handful of broken soil and reconfirmed the direction of the wind, and then he started digging a hole for the second time, which is really a technical job. Really lost the craft.

Just because of this, he still made his face look ashamed, but even the stern old man Zhang just looked at him with a smile.

Moreover, the red taro used at that time was all stolen from the field. Smart children often stole the red taro from the Southland and put it in places like the Northland or Westland to burn. Even if they were caught, they would die. If you don't admit it, it's a reprimand, but it's worth it for a bite of red taro.

While thinking about the past, the work under his hands did not stop. After taking a red taro and putting it in the mouth of the pit for a try, Yu Fei nodded in satisfaction, and then put all the picked red taro When he reached the mouth of the pit, he suddenly felt numb.

In the past, when I was cooking red taro with my friends, I divided the labor and cooperated. There was a special person to find some dead branches and leaves, and he was usually responsible for digging holes.

After finishing all these tasks today, he found that he had overlooked a big problem. He didn't find firewood. No matter how well he dug the pit and how reasonable the red yams were, how could these red yams still be able to stand on their own? You can't bake yourself.

Just when he was lamenting that time was gone forever, and was about to find some firewood by himself, Shi Fang and Xiao Yun walked over with a basket each.

When they came to Yu Fei's side, the two put the basket beside Yu Fei. Shi Fang smiled and said, "Is this firewood enough? If not, we'll move some more later."

Yu Fei glanced at it. After all, women are more careful. They even prepared some things like straw to ignite the fire. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Yu Fei would definitely hug Shi Fang for a few laps. It's so sweet.

After giving Shi Fang a night to reward your eyes, Yu Fei happily ran to the pit he dug with a basket in his hand, and soon there was green smoke rising from there.

Xiaoyun looked at him puffing up his cheeks and blowing on the fire, and asked curiously: "Can this cook the red taro? I see that people use a closed big iron stove to roast it, and some of them are still raw. of it."

The fire in the earth pit soon began to lick the red taro above, and some of them jumped out from the bottom of the pit. Yu Fei nodded in satisfaction, it seems that these red taro can be roasted.

He added firewood to it while answering Xiaoyun's question: "What you said is the most inferior craftsmanship, and the red taro used is the kind with dices, isn't the red taro you ate A little bit bitter?"

"Hmm~" Xiaoyun nodded with an expression of finding a bosom friend and said, "How do you know so clearly?"

(End of this chapter)