Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 309 309. Eggplant Bun and Maotai Wine

Today, the days are long and the nights are short, and the sun is scorching hot at 3 o'clock. The green rushes are drying on the concrete floor outside, and they will soon look dull.

Song Youde got up and walked around twice, couldn't help but sighed and shook his head: "You don't know anything now!"

Then he went to Seventh Cousin's stove, picked up two pinches of plant ash with a shovel, and sprinkled them evenly on the rush.

"You have to do this first, to absorb water and remove insects, so that you can get through the sun. After weaving the straw mat, you don't have to worry about it."

Song Tan didn't feel blushing at all: "I've never weaved straw mats, how do I know? Grandpa, you can do it! I will rely on you for the straw mats at home in the future!"

Song Youde raised the corners of his mouth proudly:

"That's right, there's an old saying: An old man in a family is like a treasure. Are you making it up?"

Song Tan: ...Just a few compliments, why are you so proud?You, an old man, say this by yourself, how like a queen mother-in-law!
Looking at the golden shredded tobacco that Grandpa had cut in half, she couldn't help but her heart skipped a beat: "Grandpa, cut another two catties, and I'll give it to a friend."

Song Youde was a bit reluctant: "What kind of friend? Can't you say goodbye?"

Two catties of shredded tobacco yields nearly three catties of dry tobacco leaves, and the stems weigh heavily.

Song Tan thought of his savior—why didn't his friend place an order recently?

"This friend introduced me to a big customer. Every time I place an order, the order is 10 yuan. Do you want to send it or not?"

Ok.

Song Youde sat back on the bench and picked up the kitchen knife again: "Bring me another bundle of tobacco leaves."

……

Here, Seventh Cousin is still thinking about the evening menu——

With so many people and hot weather, he was also worried.

"Tan Tan, the eggplants in that field look pretty good to me. Why don't we eat something simpler tonight, with an eggplant bun and a bowl of white fungus soup? If it's not enough, have a bowl of cold noodles?"

Eggplant bun? !

Song Tan was drooling instantly and couldn't help it anymore.

The seventh cousin laughed when he saw her appearance:
"Okay, I'll eat this tonight. Go to the field and pick a few more eggplants, and then pull two handfuls of green onions—there are some red peppers for me to pick a few, and I'll make a sauce for cold noodles."

There are many people in the family, and it is said that there are a few eggplant buns. In fact, Song Tan went with a basket and came back with more than half of the basket of eggplant.The two green onions next to it are fresh and tender, which are extraordinarily juicy.

Seventh Cousin called Qiao Qiao again: "Actually, purple eggplants are the best for eggplant buns, but our purple eggplants are not yet ripe, and green eggplants are not bad."

"Sometimes, you have to use local ingredients for cooking. When you can pick ingredients, you can pick them. When you can't, we have to be flexible."

Qiao Qiao listened obediently: "Understood, what's the use?"

"Okay," said Seventh Cousin, who is now used to his incisiveness.He is also a bit addicted to teaching such a smart apprentice, and he is even more impolite when he directs:
"Pick the green onion first and cut it into chopped green onions."

Where can he choose?

Aunt Lianhua and the old lady couldn't wait to take the shallots over, and they pinched the heads to clean them up.

After Qiao Qiao practiced for this period of time, although the speed of cutting vegetables is still a little slow, she has been able to cut vegetables in the same size and evenly.

Chopped green onions are just basic skills.

The Seventh Cousin here is even distracted teaching him: "Cut this eggplant into thick round slices, let's eat it at home, just cut it horizontally, big and small can be eaten."

Compared with other dishes, the eggplant bun really has no technical content.

Beat some eggs, add some salt, water, flour, chopped green onion, and mix well to form a thick batter, then dip the eggplant pieces in the batter one by one, put them in the pan, and fry them slowly over low heat...

Not long after, the unique aroma of eggplant diffused over the small courtyard.

Qiao Qiao blanched the white fungus, and came to a new question: "Let me ask you, why do you have to blanch all the ingredients for the white fungus soup first?"

Jojo remembered it all too clearly.

He said loudly: "Because if you don't blanch them first, they will be slightly pantothenic!"

"When should wolfberries be added?"

"It should be added after the white fungus soup is basically cooked, otherwise it will also be pantothenic, and the nutrients in it will be destroyed."

"Ah."

Seventh Cousin was satisfied: "Good boy!"

Jojo then became more passionate.

But now that the sun was setting, Song Youde finally cut out four catties of shredded tobacco, carefully weighed it with a scale, and divided it into two parts.

Then he turned around the pot twice with his hands behind his back, and went to take back the undried rush.

Turning around, he was finally free, and said, "Do more. I'll call Xiao Zhu over, and ask her to bring the shredded tobacco back tonight."

He made arrangements on his own, but at the moment he was particularly melancholy: When will a guest come to the house?
His Moutai was not accompanied by anyone, and it didn't taste good.Mainly because he couldn't show off, he was not even willing to open the bottle.

But he couldn't bear to have random people come over on weekdays, so he was extremely anxious at this moment.

Xiao Zhu's branch secretary is not out at all now, when a phone call came, she refused to even refuse, and walked over quickly.

As soon as she entered the yard, she could smell the indescribable salty aroma, with the attraction of deep frying, which made her stomach growl uncontrollably.

Seeing Qiao Qiao take out the white fungus soup one by one to cool, she still showed regret:

"It would be so refreshing to drink it iced!"

"That can't be done." The old lady Wang Lifen said with a smile: "Young lady, it's not okay to eat cold food all the time. It's not hot yet. It's good to eat more warm food."

Ok.

Xiao Zhu also accepted it without any obstacles, and even sighed: "It's still an old man who knows how to take care of his body. Young people like us, who are hungry and full, either eat spicy food or greasy and cold food... ...After a long time, the stomach and intestines are ruined."

When Song Youde heard it, he immediately yelled loudly:
"Look, I told you not to be strangers! Come over directly for dinner in the future, you are still embarrassed, and you still make (zuo) a fake!"

Song Tan and Zhang Yanping looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

Branch secretary Xiao Zhu smiled: "You love me so much, old man, did you drink the wine you brought last time? I have nothing to do tonight, why don't I accompany you for a drink?"

"If it suits your appetite, I'll bring it to you next time."

Ah Yo.

This is a big deal.

Song Youde was ecstatic immediately: "Can you drink?"

"Yes." Xiao Zhu's branch secretary was extraordinarily generous: "I will drink it when I am a teenager, so let's not drink too much, just have a drink!"

"Go, go, go!"

Song Youde has already rushed into the house to rummage his hidden Moutai.

And here, the branch secretary Xiao Zhu also smiled kindly at Song Tan: "The atmosphere in our family is really good."

Song Tan remained silent.

She thought to herself: I have seen someone who can climb the pole better than me.

On this end, Song Youde not only took the Moutai, but also took out the bag of shredded tobacco:

"Come to Xiaozhu, I specially cut it for you this afternoon, and when you send it back to your family, they will definitely like it!"

Xiao Zhu took it over with a smile: "Okay, I will bring some good cigarettes at home later for you to try."

　Push my "Great Magic"... No one is optimistic about the desertedness.

　　It's a short article, don't lie to you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)