The whole family crosses to farm

Chapter 51 Pumpkin Pie and Sweet Potato Balls
Moreover, when pumpkins were introduced to China, it was probably in the Ming Dynasty. If we compare the technological level of their era, the current era is similar to the Song Dynasty.

If it waits to be passed on, it will take at least one or two hundred years.

Lin Jiale put the other bag on the ground, and said with a smile: "There are more, this."

Lin Chunxing looked at the shape outside the bag and asked, "Father, is it a sweet potato?"

"Yeah," Lin Jiale said as he untied the bag, revealing half the bag of sweet potatoes still covered with sand, "I'm lucky, I found them all, that Milan San is really a profiteer, he asked me for 100 taels of gold. "

Most of the savings at home went out at once.

Lin Chunxing looked at the lumps of soiled sweet potatoes, and never thought that he would think that such things were expensive one day, "Father, even if it costs 200 taels of gold, it's worth it to get this."

As long as there are basic seeds, he can cultivate derivatives.

There is no need for my sister to want to eat a pumpkin pie, but I can't find it anywhere.

Fang Xiaocao picked up a big oval sweet potato and said with a smile: "Xing Xing is right, how about we have sweet potato rice, fried sweet potato balls, and fried pumpkin pancake tonight?"

Lin Chunnong was drooling while hugging a big long pumpkin. She hadn't eaten pumpkin pie for two years.

"Mom, eat pumpkin pie."

Hearing that the sound came from the ground, the family lowered their heads and saw the little girl with twinkling eyes holding a big pumpkin, their hearts were so soft.

Lin Chunxing thinks it's good to wear it to ancient times. In his previous life, he was not so impressed with his sister's cute appearance at this age.

Lin Jiale even bent over to pick up her daughter and tossed her into the air, "Are you happy?"

"Happy," Lin Chunnong was so happy that he giggled.

Only Lin Qiumo, who didn't understand what pumpkins and sweet potatoes were, was still out of the loop, but since they were bought from Uncle Lin overseas, it shouldn't be surprising if he hadn't seen them before.

But the little girl, he thought it was much cuter than before.

There is also a bit of softness in the eyes looking at the past at this moment.

Lin Jiale threw his daughter away twice, and went to the kitchen with his wife to cook.

Only now did Lin Chunnong have time to watch Lin Qiumo's reaction, and Lin Qiumo asked, "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you curious what this is?"

Lin Qiumo said, "Didn't Aunt Lin just say what to eat?"

"Okay," Lin Chunnong felt that his father asked Qiu Mo to come together because he wanted to explain to him from the beginning, such as that his family likes to eat new things.

Unexpectedly, this little guy showed no curiosity at all.

Lin Chunxing actually observed Lin Qiumo just now, and seeing that he didn't show any curiosity or surprise, he knew that this person was more mature than they imagined.

When Lin Chunnong heard Lin Qiumo's words, he didn't struggle with how to explain it. He took out two sweet potatoes and said to Lin Qiumo, "Go, go to your room to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

Sweet potatoes are grown on vines. Lin Chunnong has seen it somewhere, and he knows that eating one or two pieces will not affect the planting, so he takes two to roast.

In Lin Qiumo's room, the charcoal in the brazier is just right, red and still alive, it is most suitable for burying two sweet potatoes in it to cook.

Lin Chunnong, who has eaten stewed chestnuts many times, is very experienced. He used a wooden stick to make two depressions, and then buried the sweet potatoes inside.

The next thing to do is to wait.

Lin Chunnong hadn't eaten sweet potatoes for more than two years, and she really wanted to eat them. After the scent of sweet potatoes wafted out, she couldn't help swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva.

There was a sweet smell that had never been smelled in the room, and the snow was falling silently outside. The world was extremely quiet, and Lin Qiumo felt an unprecedented ease.

After about two quarters of an hour, Lin Chunnong, who was about to throw out the sweet potatoes just now, heard his brother say yes, and couldn't wait to pick up the sweet potatoes with a stick.

"Wake up, baby girl, it's the end of autumn," just at this moment, the mother's voice came from the kitchen next door, "It's time to eat."

Lin Chunnong looked at a ball of fragrant and sweet stewed sweet potatoes with black charcoal, and was about to take them to the kitchen when his brother buried them in the still warm ashes.

"Brother," Lin Chunnong called out.

Lin Chunxing felt that his sister's gluttonous behavior was very pleasant, "It's all on my lips, why can't I let you eat? Eat first, and then eat this."

Lin Chunnong: My brother is so vicious. Just now he must have thought that the sweet potatoes were stewed well, and Mom and Dad cooked the rice, but he didn’t remind her. She wanted to dig out a sweet potato just now, but he refused to let her.Just waiting for the moment when mother calls them to eat.

The sky outside was dark blue, there was no wind, and the snowflakes were falling lazily. The three children came out from the room on the west side next to the kitchen, and stepped on the ground covered with a thick layer of snow, leaving behind three strings of small children. footprint.

In the kitchen, the orange-red lights flicker occasionally, and the aroma of the rice is more intense. On the dining table, there is a plate of golden pumpkin pie, a round piece of the same golden sweet potato balls, a plate of vinegared cabbage, and a plate of fried bacon with garlic sprouts. In the middle is a bamboo basket of white and plump steamed buns made of wheat flour.

Lin Chunnong washed his hands, sat on the table and ate a pumpkin pie with chopsticks.

Pumpkin pie is made of glutinous rice flour, slightly elastic, rich pumpkin fragrance with a touch of sweetness, the more you eat, the better it is.

Lin Chunnong whetted his appetite and ate a pumpkin pie the size of her palm in one gulp.

The others also sat down, and there was a bowl of pumpkin rice in front of one of them. The pumpkin rice was also very simple to make, which was to add the stirred batter to the boiled pumpkin soup.

The aroma of wheat and pumpkin combine to form a particularly pleasant sweet taste.

Not to mention Lin Qiumo who had never eaten this kind of food, even the other people who often ate pumpkin food in their previous lives were also concentrating on eating at this time.

After eating half full, Lin Chunxing finally had time to talk about Zhang Zhenxian being valued by the nobles in the capital, the Zhang family returned to the Zhang family in the capital, and today the whole family went to the capital with the nobles.

Lin Jiale said: "When I came back, I met on the road. Lao Zhang stopped and said a few words to me. I have seen the guards on horseback in front. They are servants of the government office. Lao Zhang's family is really on the rise. , but in my opinion, the good or bad of this matter is still five or five."

After hearing this, Fang Xiaocao said, "It's impossible for pies to fall from the sky, the Zhang family must have gotten into something, right?"

"As far as the Zhang family's ordinary background is concerned, even if his family has some family heirlooms, the nobleman doesn't need to take such thought," Lin Jiale said, thinking deeply, "But the reason behind this incident may not be simple."

Lin Chunnong didn't know anything, so he just ate and listened, only to hear her brother say again: "The man mentioned the eldest princess, father, how can someone like the eldest princess know about an ordinary family in the township?"

Lin Qiumo suddenly clenched the chopsticks in his hand, and lowered his eyes, covering up the surging emotions for a moment.

Lin Jiale thought for a while, "There is a possibility, the theory of fortune telling, ancient." When he said this, he remembered that there was still a late autumn, and changed his words in time: "The more noble people who have nothing to do, the more they believe in these myths of fortune telling."

"Two years ago, the daughter of the eldest princess lived in a nightmare. We all felt the pressure to find a Taoist priest here. Maybe there is a Taoist priest who asked to find a child with a specific birthday. Only the nobles know about the Zhang family."

Fang Xiaocao said: "If you say that, it's really lucky for the Zhang family. After all, in the capital, you can find more gentlemen than we can in this small place."

Lin Chunxing remembered, and said: "The nobleman has promised to the Zhang family, saying that Zhenxian is to learn from Qin Daru."

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