Lady Caisang: My husband is a little sweet

Chapter 490 Fun
Ji Sishan, Qiao Wener, Kang Wu and the others went to the kitchen three times, and brought a lot of things in. Gu Qingya's eyes were bright. Those things were big and small, and they were really buried in the ashes with sparks. They will be there tomorrow morning. There will be no charcoal?

Seeing how many people were so interested, Gu Qingya didn't ask any questions, at most it was peanuts that were not edible, other things should be fine.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone got up early, wished each other New Year's greetings, and gave red envelopes to the children. The laughter of the children dispelled a lot of the chill. The kitchen was steaming, and Aunt Ting and Cheng Shui were busy in it.

Gu Qingya also went over to look, and found that the sweet potatoes, taro, and other things that Ji Sishan and the others got yesterday were all placed in a broken box, covered with charcoal that had just been taken out of the stove, and could smell a smell of barbecue. Unique fragrance.

"These aren't cooked yet?" Gu Qingya asked in surprise as she stepped forward to warm up the fire.

Aunt Ting replied with a smile: "No, how could these big men know how to do it, there is no spark for a long time, I wake up in the morning and put it on again, and I can eat it after a while."

When Cheng Shui heard Gu Qingya's question, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, "Ma'am, they stuffed it directly into the stove, it was full, and they didn't say it was covered with ashes."

Cheng Shui's words were much more straightforward, and he almost laughed out loud.

"Cheng Shui, don't laugh at them. After all, they are inexperienced. Practice makes perfect, and it will work next time." If nothing unexpected happens, they should stay here for two or three years.

"Next time, let's do it. It won't be so easy to wait for their men to get some food."

During the chat, a big pot of noodles and dumplings was ready, and everyone took a bowl to serve them, and ate them sitting or standing in the kitchen, without paying attention to anything. They can all be frozen into ice slag.

After breakfast, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the crock pot. It’s not like those here have never eaten charcoal grilled food, but such a special folk custom is always something to look forward to.

Seeing this, Aunt Ting smiled and took a rough clay bowl, and used a wooden stick to push away the pair of ashes, revealing a pile of dark things underneath.

Including the ones in the stove, a total of two large pottery bowls were pulled out, some big and some small, and the unique fragrance was very attractive. Aunt Ting said with a smile: "My lord and madam will pick first, and come one by one."

Gu Qingya took a look, and chose a small taro, while Jiang Rongan directly picked a dark corn stick, and after one round, there was still a bowl left.

Glancing to the side, Gu Qingya saw Jiang Rong'an tearing apart the black charcoal bract leaves, revealing the black and yellow bracts underneath, and she didn't know if she could eat it.

Seeing Gu Qingya staring at the corn sticks in his hand, Jiang Rongan thought she wanted to eat them, so he broke off a few grains with his hands and handed them to her, "Taste it."

Gu Qingya hesitated, stretched out her hand to pinch a grain, tasted it, it was soft but hard, very chewy, with the unique fragrance of corn.Seeing that other people were looking at her and waiting for comments, Gu Qingya thought for a while and concluded in a few words, "It's very suitable for teeth grinding."

Hearing what Gu Qingya said, the others were also a little interested, and each of them broke a little, and soon there was only the stick core left.

Everyone shared a little bit, and just ate something fresh. After washing their dark hands, everyone went to play their own things, to pay New Year's greetings or to play or something, after all, it was the first day of the new year.

There is no one I know here, Jiang Rong'an and Gu Qingya didn't go out, they read books and played chess in the room, on special days, they threw all those troubles to the back of their minds.

As soon as Gu Qingya ate the stuffed corn, Gu Qingya remembered all kinds of food made with corn, and there was a description of popcorn among them, and she suddenly got hungry.

I told Jiang Rong'an how to make this thing, and it can be made with the existing pot. In addition to corn, rice and millet can also be made.

I didn’t buy any new year’s goods this time, so let’s make some of this, everyone will have a festive meal, and the sound of the explosion in the pot can also be used as the sound of firecrackers for the next scene.

Just do what you say, Gu Qingya went to look for Aunt Ting, Aunt Ting had heard people say that she got ready quickly, when Feifei overheard, she immediately called all her brothers and sisters over, squatted in the kitchen and waited, at this age Most of the children are greedy.

There was a crackling sound in the pot, and a unique sweet smell wafted out. The children couldn't help swallowing, and Feifei urged: "Grandma, are you ready to eat? Are you ready?"

"Oh, young master, don't rush, it will be ready soon." Aunt Ting said with a smile, even though it was her first time doing it, she had to deal with it in the kitchen all day, so her control over the temperature and time was still the same of.

A little corn can blow up a large pot of popcorn, Aunt Ting left a pot for the ladies and young masters, and asked Gu Qingya to bring some to Jiang Rongan to taste, and then she started to prepare for the second pot.

Children love to eat this sweet treat, and one pot is not enough, and others will want to taste it.

There was nothing to be busy with during this time, but there was nothing else to distract them. Jiang Rongan and Gu Qingya simply concentrated on studying, they didn't want to stay in this place for the rest of their lives.

At the end of the new year, because it is closer to the north, the snow has not yet melted, and it will probably take more than half a month, but when the time comes, Jiang Rongan and Gu Qingya went to the field to check again.

Without the aid of other tools, there are not many things that can be observed with the naked eye. Sometimes it can only be noticed in the middle and late stages of development. At this time, it is not so easy to prevent and treat.

Treating crops is not the same as treating people. After all, there are various wisdom crystallizations left by the ancients in treating diseases, but crop control can only be explored by oneself. One step at a time.

After the beginning of spring, Zhuangzi's school also started, but it was mainly for enlightenment, and there was no further teaching. Those who wanted to learn more could only rely on their parents' teaching and self-study.

And Jiang Rongan felt that he himself was self-taught, and his son must have followed him, and his self-study ability is not bad.

Smart and precocious in every aspect, learning things is not limited to a little bit, learn everything you see, and then specialize according to the situation. What he showed at a young age is no less than Jiang Rongan's demeanor when he was a teenager.

Auntie Ting has said several times in private that the young master is like an adult when he was young, and he has a great future in the future.

And Guoguo is already in her prime, she is very sensible, knows the current situation of the family, takes care of her younger siblings, does not let her parents worry about it, and even takes the initiative to take charge of the enlightenment studies of the youngest two younger sisters, as for flying like a little monkey. Fly, I have my own face to clean up.

After the snow melted, Qiao Wener and Kang Wuqi left again. Jiang Rongan didn't ask any more questions. Life in Zhuangzi was boring and boring, sometimes making people a little confused.

This batch of winter wheat is better than last year. At least half of it survived, and the harvest is not very good. Another round of sowing, everyone's heart is in the air.

And Jiang Rong'an and Gu Qingya were no exceptions. The research work this time was not so smooth. They had sent someone to ask before Xiaoman, and when they knew there was no progress, their tone was not very good.

(End of this chapter)