Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 104 The Delicacy on the Tip of the Tongue

The stupid deer was tied up and tied at the other end, far away from the peach tree.

After all, I was bitten and lost another flower.

Chen Yu first went back to the courtyard to put everything in order, took all the tools and repaired the guardrail, and then continued to use it.

"The appetite is really good." Looking at the little deer circling around under the tree, he didn't know how this guy could bear the bitterness. Not only could he bear it, but he seemed to like it, and he was greedy all the time.

A few wooden boards left over from the bookshelf are clamped inside and outside, which are very thick and firmly resisted to prevent further damage.

Looking at the peach tree, the top is higher, so there are still a lot left, and he is relieved that patches of pink come into view.

I went for a stroll under the other six trees, picked off the petals and fed them to my mouth. The faint fragrance filled the air, and my lips and tongue seemed to be a little crispy after biting.

After a while, Chen Yu shook his head. Although these trees were inspired by ideas, they probably haven't been activated yet. The peach blossoms are still peach blossoms, very common.

At the foot of the mountain, there are boudoir women who decorate short cakes with selected peach petals, and there are also old-fashioned craftsmen who use peach blossoms mixed with flour to knead peach blossom cakes, ten-flavored baked goods, etc., but Chen Yu does not know these things, and there is no flour in the view Yes, millet can be ground, but it is too coarse, not as fine as wheat flour.

Eating is uncomfortable.

When the guardrail was put back up again, he also looked away and took the noose off the deer's neck.

There is still a month to go before summer, and the smoky brown fine hair on the body of the gluttonous deer has changed a layer, with a little chestnut red, and the color is still light.

After regaining freedom, the deer came to the peach tree again without any accident. After going around twice without making any progress, the deer began to repeat the previous behavior, waving its hooves and knocking on the wooden fence.

It's a pity that the guardrail that has been strengthened a lot is not something it can destroy again. After a long time without success, he also loses patience, turns his head to the ground and is attracted by the slender grass, chewing slowly.

"Uneasy guy."

After all, I have met and met many times, Chen Yu would not kill each other just for a peach blossom, the stupid deer's head and belly are very comfortable rubbing, looking stupid, sometimes I thought about being tied up and kept in captivity .

But just thinking about it, after all, the deer is a deer, and it is more comfortable to go to the mountains and forests. If you really want to be trapped in this small view, the other party will probably not be willing.

"Eat, eat, and eat!"

Going to the backyard, I cut a handful of immature spring millet seedlings, the whole body is emerald green, like gems.

Bringing it to the deer, the other party sniffed it, then turned his head away and ignored it.

Sure enough, deer don't eat this.

Even though there is a tall guardrail around him, after seeing the destructive power of this guy, he still can't help but sweat, but now he can rest assured, as the other party is so greedy that he doesn't want to chew twice, it seems that there is no need to go too far I was worried that one day he would break into the medicine field and cause damage while he was away.

Today, the medicine field is full of spring millets that are about to grow.

Chen Yu was still waiting to compare the difference between ordinary millet and the millet ripened by the spiritual liquid, so he couldn't make a mistake at this juncture.

Take the millet seedlings to the chicken shed and throw them in the corner.

Brother Chicken raised his head high, gave him a sideways look, and then clucked and pecked at the rice buds that were still dripping with juice.

There was a hen who wanted to steal two grains, but was startled by it with a wave of its wings.

He even ate alone... Chen Yu smiled, this big rooster eats a lot of spiritual plants, although there are not many of each kind, but as a chicken for testing medicine, there are still a lot of them.

In addition, there is no shortage of rice grains every day, and the expanded chicken coop is enough for the other party to toss and move around, so they can be raised tall, fat and strong.

One person and one chicken have never been dealt with. In the early days, he thought that sooner or later he would soak in boiling water to pluck the hair, and stew it in chicken soup.But now seeing that the other party has been evergreen, after all kinds of struggles, and has been struggling in the front line of drug testing, Chen Yu is deeply gratified.

Keep it, don't eat it for now.

As for the other chickens, he took a look and found that they were much bigger. Some of them had crowns growing on their heads. Those who were close to red were red and those who were black were close to black. Perhaps they were influenced by brother chickens, and they held their heads high all day long. Take people seriously.

He was not so polite to these few people, and waited until they grew up, preferably during the winter, when they could be slaughtered and eaten during the festival.

"Got to buy some wine, or make some yourself?"

Distilled wine can still be produced, but the content of that stuff is not low. Compared with it, he still prefers fruit wine or rice wine.

With a little taste, mellow.

Rice wine is rarely available in the mountains, and even if someone does brew it, they will only hide it and seldom sell it.

As for the fruit wine...Chen Yu plans to ask next time he goes down the mountain. There should be this, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't have it. When the time comes, there will be roast chicken, roast chicken, beggar chicken, and it doesn't matter if there is no wine.

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In the kitchen, Chen Yu came to the counter with a basket.

Take out handfuls of wild vegetables, including rusty yellow bracken and rolled purslane.I have seen the latter in my previous life, and there are quite a few in my hometown.The shape is horse-toothed, the bract leaves, and the petioles are thick and short.The taste is crunchy, and it is very refreshing to eat. It should be particularly appetizing and refreshing when paired with the sauce in Guanzhong.

The wild vegetables picked in the mountains are naturally more than this, but the two common ones account for more than half, and the others also have their own ways of eating.

As for the ones in hand, he was going to dry part of the bracken, and the rest would cut two taels of wild boar meat and mix it with oil and fry it.

Coincidentally, I accidentally found two peppercorn trees in the mountains this time, and picked a dozen or so peppercorns, and I can mash them later and add some to them.

For purslane, it is enough to pass the oil and water fried with bracken over the fire. This kind of wild vegetables can be served cold, but some time ago, I ate a lot of cold dishes, so I planned to change the taste.

Turn on the fire and heat the stove.

After pouring some water into the pot, Chen Yu looked down, only to find that there was not much water in the pot, and he had to go to the well to fetch some water after lunch.

Zi la la!
White mist curled up, and water vapor floated in the air.

The wooden brush rubs the bottom of the pot, and after repeated several times, the water is rinsed out into the wooden ladle extending outside the stove.

The palms and fingers trembled slightly, and the brush head vibrated continuously. Every drop of water was removed before splashing in all directions, and all dripped into the ladle, and none of them spilled on the ground.

Chen Yu is not a chef, and he doesn't have that kind of skill. It's just a little bit of internal strength, so as not to get wet on the ground for a while - this is not paved with stones, it is very muddy after being soaked in water.

It was like this when I was a child in the last life. Water accumulated in front of the stove in my hometown all the year round, and the ground was trampled uneven.

After cleaning the pot, I added more firewood and put some dead leaves in with the tongs. After a short period of gray smoke, the flames suddenly flourished.

There was a sizzling sound from the bottom of the pot, Chen Yu didn't look at it, but washed the purslane and bracken and put them in a bamboo stick.

And take down the wild boar that you got in the village before.

Dry, hard.

"..."

After making two cuts, he scooped up a ladle of water and put the cut meat into the pot.

After thinking about it, he cut off a small piece again and threw it into the water to cook.Then pick up the mountain pepper and start cutting into pieces.

The mountain pepper here is different from the mountain pepper in the southwest area of ​​the previous life. It is not a pepper, nor is it a caterpillar with thorns all over its body, but a fruit the size of an orange.

Grows on trees with blackened skin.

When cut open, there are hollow cysts distributed like tomatoes, and the walls of the cysts are full of white seeds.

Pour out, then discard the pulp.

The pulp of mountain pepper cannot be eaten, but its seeds can, especially the immature white-skinned species, which has a spicy taste.

In fact, there is no pepper in the local area, so the real dialect name of this thing is [Mountain Wax Seed], which refers to the pulp that tastes like chewing wax.

And Chen Yu remembered that he tasted it once before, and this time he met him and tasted it again. The pulp was indeed dry and gritty, but the seeds surprised him, with a fresh fragrance and a spicy taste.

So the name was changed on the spot.

　Ahhhhhhhhh - deleted three times!Why can't I change my name!

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(End of this chapter)