Song Tan Jishi

Zhang Yanping's memory of her childhood has been blurred.

After all, he has lived in the city for a long time, and occasionally comes to his hometown to play, but it is only summer vacation.

Seeing that Qiao Qiao has already skillfully followed Grandma Seven to dig grass roots, she couldn't help being shocked:

"Is it really delicious?"

"Eat."

Qiao Qiao said confidently, and then pulled out a thick white grass root and held it up: "Brother, do you want to eat it? It's so sweet."

When he said this, Zhang Yanping was also a little eager to try, but the grass roots were just splashing water in the ditch...

So he followed along with digging strangely: "Let's dig first, wash it at home, and then eat."

As he spoke, he spotted a piece of lush green grass, and dug down with the shovel, and was stopped by Grandma Seven:

"This silly boy, there are buds on it, he can't eat it!"

As he spoke, with a light twitch from the slender green grass leaves, a thin, plump green long bud was pulled out from the heart of the grass.

Qiao Qiao couldn't wait to pick it up, only to see that the blade of grass was peeled off, and inside was a soft white fluffy thing.

And he stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, and then smiled at Seventh Grandma: "It's so tender and soft."

Grandma Seven also laughed, her withered cheeks were very vivid: "Aren't you tender? In early April, it's the right time to eat Mao Ya'er."

"It's too early to eat the coriander root. It germinates in this season, and it's not nutritious and not so sweet. After the rice is ripe, its taste will gradually improve."

"Come on, don't dig the weed roots anymore, Qiao Qiao picks out more weed buds here, I think this piece is growing very tender!"

Zhang Yanping is quite knowledgeable.

Look how cheerful Qiao Qiao is eating, it must taste good!

So he also picked left and right, picked the tallest and fattest grass bud, the white hair inside was about to be exposed, and pulled it out!

Then he peeled off the blade of grass and watched the thick, fluffy one stuff it directly into his mouth.

However, the more he chewed, the weirder his face became, and finally he spit out "咟咖咖": "Why do I feel like eating like Mao Mao!"

I saw Qiao Qiao laughing beside me: "Brother, you are so stupid, your food is old, you have to choose this kind of tender food!"

He has already clenched a small handful in his fist.

Grandma Qi also saw that Qiao Qiao had a filter, so she didn't care about it at the moment, so she praised it first and then said: "Yes, our Qiao Qiao is so smart, we pick young ones. If I came to look for it last month, It is estimated to be more tender and more delicious."

Zhang Yanping: ...

A world where only he was injured was achieved.

But the white hairs were all in his mouth, and he was unwilling to eat the tender ones to taste the real taste, so he squatted down again and picked the group of young grasses.

The Seventh Cousin squatted in the barren field and groaned angrily: A group of people were too busy eating snacks, so they couldn't find the food for lunch?

Looking at his basket again, there are more than a dozen dandelion leaves that have just grown.

Seeing that Zhang Yanping was smoking a few dandelions in his hand and eager to come over, he hurriedly yelled in advance: "Quickly dig the dandelions, don't want the flowering ones, and don't want the ones with buds."

The Seventh Cousin didn't wander around blindly every day. He could see clearly which fields grew more and more.

For example, in the barren field next door, a lot of shepherd's purse has grown, but it is too old to make dumplings, which is not the season.

Looking at the dandelions here again, there are more than a dozen small yellow flowers blooming sparsely, and many of them are still green leaves, so he picked it right without hesitation.

When Qiao Qiao came over, he taught in the same old way:

"This is called dandelion, also called yellow flower, mother-in-law. We eat, usually eat this tender seedling."

"The effect is to clear away heat and detoxify, reduce phlegm and relieve cough, reduce inflammation and cool blood. If you have a sore throat, sore gums, gastritis or urinary tract infection, you can eat it."

Jojo still only used what he could remember to repeat:

"Pain in urination, toothache, stomachache and sore throat can be eaten, clearing heat and detoxification, reducing phlegm and relieving cough."

The Seventh Cousin's face was obviously a bit distressed.

"Not all stomachaches can be eaten...Forget it, don't forget this, just remember the rest."

"Come on," he yelled, "Isn't it just those few stalks that have not been smoked yet? Hurry up and dig the dandelions."

How else could Grandpa Seven know how to eat?

A group of people dug a few small boxes of tender dandelions, and when they got home, he dug out a bag of green beans, washed them clean and soaked them first.

Then a group of people began to pick dandelions again, removing the old stems and roots, washing the leaves, and piled up a full basket of green and juicy wild vegetables.

The Seventh Cousin looked at the basket of vegetables, and while he was proud, he took a breath and covered his cheeks, and said depressedly: "Look at all of you who can eat, there are only a few of you here, and you can eat so much for a meal of vegetables." A basket!"

The bad thing is that in the countryside, there are many vegetable fields. If it is really an urban area, it will go bankrupt every day.

Just as they were talking, Song Tan and Song Sancheng had already returned from the mountain.

That piece of mountain land has been plowed long ago, and the only thing to do is to scatter the beans in Guiping, the amount of work is not big.

However, Song Sancheng obviously couldn't stay idle. As soon as he got home, he put down the hoe and rake, turned around and went up the back mountain with the shovel:

"Dad, take a break!"

"I'm not working, what are you doing?" Song Sancheng laughed—he really didn't work, the daughter who went up the mountain swung a hoe well like a standard farmer, so he just followed behind and scattered beans without doing anything .

"Isn't Uncle Zhang still fattening recently? I think the chickens, ducks and pigs on our mountain are quite good at pulling. His legs and feet are not convenient. I will help him shovel them out."

And here, Seventh Cousin has already started teaching Qiao Qiao how to cook again.

First instruct Qiao Qiao to wash out the soaked mung beans, and then ask him to add salt to them for five minutes.

Just adding salt to the mung beans left everyone dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, the large pot was boiled with water, and the dandelion was boiled for fifteen minutes until it became mushy. Take out the dandelion with a colander, leaving only the juice, and then add mung beans.

The green mung beans are simple and easy to cook, and they are cooked in a short while. He added salt, monosodium glutamate, chicken essence, and sesame oil to taste, and he couldn't tell how salty and slightly bitter it tasted in his stomach, and it also had the unique taste of eating beans.

Weird, but still delicious.

After it is cooked, put it in a basin and put it in the water pot in front of the stove to keep warm without moving the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Seventh Cousin turned around the arrangement arranged by Qiao Qiao.

First, wash the pot, wash the rice and cook the rice, and then take out the freshly cleaned dandelion seedlings from the water, and wring out the water with gauze.

Crack a few eggs, add glutinous rice flour, dried soybean powder, and seasonings, mix well, and make egg rice soybean powder.

Then heat the pot, add salt and stir-fry until slightly yellow, finally add pepper powder and mix well.

A bowl of thick paste is ready!

Then heat the oil in a pan, and when the oil is hot, wrap the dandelion in the batter, and take it out of the fryer.

This is salt and pepper dandelion, crispy!

When it is fried again and put on the plate, the whole yard is filled with this unique spicy fragrance.