80s Taoism

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When the gunfire on Meishan stopped suddenly, Zhang Jiaohua knew that the giant python should have been taken care of. No matter how powerful it is, after all, it is a body of flesh and blood, and it is still very fragile in front of guns. But thinking about the situation that afternoon, Zhang Jiaohua still shuddered. I don't know if there were any casualties in the People's Liberation Army.

On the same day, Zhang Dechun notified every household: the alarm has been lifted. Every household hastened to rush to harvest late rice, and strive to complete the harvest of late rice before the rainy season.

Zhang Jiaohua's sweet potatoes are white-skinned and red-heart varieties. It looks like the skin is white, but when the skin is removed, the flesh inside is red. This kind of sweet potato has a high sugar content. After roasting, it tastes like a delicacy on earth.

When Zhang Jiaohua came, he put a small knife on his body, picked out a well-proportioned sweet potato, and peeled the skin to completely expose the red and red flesh inside. Take a bite, it is very crispy, and the water is relatively sufficient. It tastes like a fruit. It’s just that if you eat it raw, the sweetness of sweet potatoes cannot be fully released, and it also lacks the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

Although the taste is not enough, it can't stop Zhang Jiaohua's good mood.

The Diamond Mountain Leopard watched the little master eat so loudly that it was so greedy that it kept wagging its tail in front of the little master.

"Shaking is useless, you don't want to eat this." Zhang Jiaohua lifted up the sweet potato in his hand, fearing that it would be licked by the mountain leopard.

The more the diamond mountain leopard couldn't eat, the more greedy it became. It followed Zhang Jiaohua's buttocks, kept rubbing against Zhang Jiaohua's body, and kept wagging its tail.

"You really don't know how to eat this stuff. Well, forget it, why don't I give it to you?" Zhang Jiaohua was so entangled by the Diamond Mountain Leopard that he had no choice but to cut off a piece of the sweet potato in his hand with a knife and feed it directly into the Diamond Mountain Leopard's mouth.

The Diamond Mountain Leopard was overjoyed, but when the potato pieces came into its mouth, it was dumbfounded, tasted it, and spit it out without chewing it. He looked at Zhang Jiaohua with a strange look in his eyes, probably thinking about it again, the little master is so strange that such an unpalatable food can be so tasty.

Seeing the depressed look of the Diamond Mountain Leopard, Zhang Jiaohua burst out laughing, and intentionally took a big bite in front of the Diamond Mountain Leopard, chewing it with great relish.

The diamond mountain leopard was puzzled, is it really so flavorful, and went back to lick the potato cubes it had just spit out, but it still had no flavor at all. It seems that the taste of the little master is really unattainable. Finding a clean place, he lay lazily on the ground. The appetite was aroused, but it was found that the food did not suit the taste at all, and that feeling was very unpleasant.

But the diamond mountain leopard soon found something interesting. From time to time, the big master threw the sweet potatoes dug out of the ground into a pile, and the sweet potatoes kept rolling like a living thing. With a slight jerk, the Diamond Mountain Leopard pounced on the sweet potato. Then roll around in the field holding sweet potatoes. It's like a cat has caught a mouse.

"It's so fun!" Zhang Jiaohua looked at the diamond mountain leopard rolling in the ground with great interest.

Both Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye are good at doing farm work. They are flexible and strong, so they are naturally much faster than others when doing work. After more than an hour of digging, all the sweet potatoes in a field were dug up. When digging sweet potatoes, by the way, level the sweet potatoes. Immediately after that, other crops can be planted.

The sweet potatoes are not damaged at all, so the sweet potatoes can be stored in the cellar for a longer period of time. Sweet potatoes are not resistant to low temperatures, and they will quickly go bad if they are heated a little. Farmers always dry the sweet potatoes slightly, and then put them in the cellar for storage. The temperature in the cellar is generally not below zero, and the sweet potatoes are stored in the cellar and can be stored until next spring. At that time, it can be used as a seed.

In the 1990s, although Meiziao had already reached above the food and clothing line, sweet potatoes were still a very important food crop. Sweet potatoes are mostly used to feed pigs, which can save rice consumption. If it weren't for this, the family would raise one or two pigs, and the family's food would probably be exhausted before the early rice harvest next year.

The yield of sweet potatoes is good, with a lot of land, at least four or five loads can be picked up with a dustpan. Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye put the sweet potatoes into a dustpan and picked them back one by one. Zhang Jiaohua was too short and too weak, so naturally he couldn't help. I can only follow my parents again and again.

When cooking lunch, Liu Qiaoye had already put some sweet potatoes in the rice pot without Zhang Jiaohua's request. A few sweet potatoes were also buried in the ashes in the stove.

Roasting sweet potatoes in the stove is also a test of patience. Zhang Jiaohua can't help turning the sweet potatoes out from time to time, pinching them to see if they are cooked, or he is worried that the sweet potatoes will be burnt, so he keeps turning them over. The final result is naturally the kind of half-baked sweet potatoes that come out.

Fortunately, Liu Qiaoye is in charge of the general direction, "Don't worry, when the vegetables are fried, the sweet potatoes will be almost cooked."

Because Zhang Jiaohua Yuanyang suffered a loss last time, the food at Zhang Jiaohua's family has always been very good. Every other day, Zhang Youping would go to the commune to cut a piece of meat and come back. So for a while, Zhang Jiaohua's lips were always shiny.

When the dish was almost ready, Liu Qiaoye picked out a sweet potato from the ashes with iron tongs, and squeezed it with his hands to know whether the sweet potato was fully cooked.

"Zai Zai, this one is overripe. Be careful, don't burn it." Liu Qiaoye blew on the sweet potato, then patted it to clean off the plant ash on it. Then it was passed to Zhang Jiaohua.

Although Zhang Jiaohua is small, he is very experienced in eating. He also chanted a few spells in his mouth, which seemed to make him not afraid of being hot. This incantation was made up by Zhang Jiaohua's mouth. Except for the psychological comfort effect, it has no effect at all.

Zhang Jiaohua carefully peeled off the thin outer skin of the sweet potato, revealing the bright red sweet potato flesh inside. Sweet potatoes are like bright red crystals, and they look like they can stimulate appetite. But it is still very hot, and it takes a little skill to eat sweet potatoes into the stomach.

Zhang Jiaohua sizzled from being scalded by the sweet potato, but he was reluctant to let go, and took a bite from time to time, opening his mouth to let the cold air in. It was extremely embarrassing to eat. That appearance is also unbearable.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly. No one will grab you. There are several more here." Liu Qiaoye was afraid that Zai Zai would be burned.

Zhang Youping packed up all the sweet potatoes, and some sweet potatoes were still attached to the sweet potato vines, which was kept like this on purpose. Tie these sweet potatoes with sweet potato vines together, hang them directly on the beams under the eaves, and let them dry naturally. In this way, the sugar concentration in the sweet potato will be further increased. The flavor will naturally be better.

"In the evening, I will tell my father and brother that our family will start harvesting late rice tomorrow. Don't wait until then, when we use the threshing machine, we bump into each other again." Zhang Youping poured a basin of water to wash the dirt off his hands.

"Yes." Liu Qiaoye has always been absolutely supportive of the man's arrangement on this kind of issue.

The threshing machine of Zhang Jiaohua's family is shared, and they share a threshing machine with Grandpa Zhang Jiaohua and Uncle Zhang Jiaohua. Because everyone threshing millet is also together. But sometimes, there will be some contradictions. Everyone wanted to take the millet back while the weather was fine. The easier it is to hit the rainy season by dragging behind. So, this time, Zhang Youping wanted to advance his family's late rice harvest a little bit earlier. The maturity of millet has not yet reached 100%. But it can ensure harvest in good weather.