Song Tan Jishi

What does good rice look like?

Lao Song's family originally planted southern indica rice, which has a hard taste. In addition, the selection of varieties is average, so the taste is really bad, which is at the same level as the rice that costs one or two yuan a catty in the supermarket.

But this year Song Tan came to plant rice. Considering that his family is getting older, he chose japonica rice that is often found in the north.

Japonica rice is shorter and fatter, with a soft, delicate and sweet taste. Except that the egg fried rice is not as good as indica rice, the others are quite good.

The most important thing is that in order to plant two crops of rice this year, their family has bred and transplanted rice earlier than normal.

Japonica rice will be more cold-resistant, and the amylopectin structure will appear sweeter under large temperature differences...

In short, adapt to local conditions.

For this reason, Song Sancheng muttered for a long time, with only one central idea——

Over the years, he is used to hard rice and doesn't like the soft and sticky rice.

What's more, based on their farming experience decades ago, the harder the rice, the hungrier they will be.

It was Song Tan's words that convinced him:

"Dad, twenty years ago when you harvested rice, you had to pick bundles home. Now there are machines, and we have hired people for the endless work... Qiao Qiao is so old, you won't pay back the rice. Imagine how hard we were when we were kids?"

"Eat something soft, and it will be less burdensome to the stomach."

No, it is this kind of rice flower that is tumbling in the burning pot and stove.

The fragrance of rice permeated the whole yard, making everyone a little restless.

Even though Song Tan had chopped a few watermelons to satisfy everyone's hunger just now, someone still stood at the door involuntarily, his nose twitching, like a hungry puppy.

After smelling it, the female student emotionally returned to the living room, and then sighed:

"How else can I say that my labor is the best? It's probably because I worked really hard today. I smell so sweet tonight's meal?"

"Just this rice, I can make three bowls of it just because of the aroma!"

In normal times, this is naturally an exaggerated joke. But everyone remembered how their stomachs were rolling after eating at noon, and they all became curious again:

"How sweet is it?"

The female classmate waved her hand: "The little smell in the living room is not as good as one-tenth of the smell outside."

"I'm going to smell it too!"

"I'll go too! I don't have much work today, I'm fishing, I have to see if the filter disappears..."

Two classmates ran out.

Everyone waited for a while, but found that no one came back. Turn your head again——

"Good guy, Chen Zhou, you actually ate in the kitchen!"

"I didn't steal it!"

The old classmate was also a bachelor, so he blocked the door of the kitchen directly: "It's just that the smell is too fragrant, can I stand over and smell a few more?"

After saying this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then rushed to the door.

Then it stopped again.

They looked at me and you: "Why do I think... the sweetness of this rice doesn't seem to be due to the filter added by our own labor?"

It's really delicious.

The sweetness of the rice is hard to describe in words, it is a smell that makes people feel that from the heart to the stomach, it feels like ironing...

Drool... the drool is about to come out! Everyone struggled to maintain their sanity.

In fact, the most starch in rice is starch, which is not high in nutrients. If you eat too much carbohydrates, you will get fat.

But……

"You'll be dumb if you don't eat carbs, and I really love rice!"

"Me too!"

"Oh, let's lose weight tomorrow, I exercised today—"

After saying this, someone rushed to the kitchen door.

It just so happened that the rice in the cauldron was boiling, and Seventh Cousin was holding a ladle, scooping out the rice soup in a familiar way.

The simple stainless steel basin is full of milky white rice soup. If everyone is not reserved and does not step into the kitchen door, the saliva will drip into the basin.

The Seventh Cousin is planning to make a soup out of this rice soup!

At this moment, he also took a deep breath: "Tan Tan has a way of growing things! Look at this rice, it is not the same thing as what we used to eat."

He proudly raised his beard to Seventh Grandma: "How is it? Go back to my hometown and live a happy life? If I didn't have a handicraft, where would I eat such good food!"

The person who eats is light and healthy, and he is happy every day, and he would not change it for a god.

Grandma Seven also swallowed.

But she was getting old, and her thoughts were a little burdened. She looked at the black and white people standing at the door, but she didn't say anything about drinking a bowl of rice soup first.

It wasn't until Seventh Cousin filled the rice soup almost and covered the pot again that the tangy aroma diminished a little.

Just a little, not much.

Looking at the people standing at the door, he simply waved a big spoon: "Come on, go and get a bowl, I'll serve you a bowl of rice soup to warm your stomach first."

I was sweating profusely on this hot day, and no one felt that there was a problem with warming my stomach. At this moment, I just hurriedly turned around and shouted loudly: "Song Tan, where are your bowls and chopsticks?"

Song Tan came over to take a look—even though she was a little greedy, the old classmates were easy to pass.

It's just rice soup, drink whatever you want.

"I'll get it, it's in the dining room cupboard—"

Before she lifted her foot, some classmates rushed in impatiently, and came out holding a whole pack of disposable bowls after a while.

So, everyone in the family filled a bowl full.

The milky white rice soup is slightly rippling in the brown paper bowl, and everyone is not too hot, and even reluctant to move back to the living room, lest the rice soup will spill a little during the journey...

Instead, he stood in the courtyard under the light blue night, breathing heavily.

Aunt Lianhua knew about Xin Jun, and now she saw a few young men who couldn't come out of the house all day, so she brought an enamel tray with Double Happiness on it, and brought three full bowls of soup to it.

In the kitchen, the caring Seventh Cousin has already used a few large bowls to set aside a separate part.

Just now, the big pot of soup has already been "sizzled" by the students while blowing on the hot air.

Song Tan was a little dumbfounded——

Conscience of heaven and earth, this is really not the process she arranged! After all, Fairy Tan thought that although she was picky, she didn't count on it.

"I just finished eating watermelon and came to drink rice soup again. My stomach is full of water. Are you still eating tonight?"

"Must eat!"

"That's right! The rice I threshed with my own hands, I have to eat whatever I want!"

"Among other things, I can eat three big bowls of this rice!" "I want to eat crispy rice."

"I want to eat, too……"

Well, the soup has just been eaten, and everyone is getting hungry again after chatting.

Even Song Tan was a little speechless.

I had no choice but to rush them into the living room: "Don't stay here, go and rest for a while, aren't you tired this day?"

It wasn't until everyone entered the room that she walked slowly into the kitchen, and then took a sip from her own bowl.

how to say?

Strangely moved.

It's been half a year since I came back, so today I can enjoy a bowl of rice.

Seventh Cousin was still pondering: "Next year, we will grow more rice, glutinous rice, and indica rice. The taste of good indica rice is not bad, but the taste is different. It will definitely be delicious to make fried rice with eggs."

Today, I read "I succeeded in the postgraduate entrance examination of Tsinghua University after the whole network was hacked", a cool article in the fast-paced entertainment industry with a fun heroine... It feels like a green river, not bad hahaha.

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besides. And the addition will be very late, you can watch it tomorrow morning.

Start working out tomorrow! Everyone wish me to persevere!