After returning to the countryside to farm, I brought the whole village to become rich

Chapter 6 The First Fan

After the video was sent out, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Shen Qiuqiu was so sleepy that he threw his phone aside and fell asleep soundly.

After sleeping until dawn, the first thing I do when I open my eyes is to find my phone and open the wheat field video.

It has been more than seven hours since the video was released, with 43 views, 21 likes, and 3 comments.

Shen Qiuqiu wasn't discouraged either. Although not many people watched it, the praise rate was quite high, over 50%, which was a good start.

She clicked on the comment area and replied to three enthusiastic netizens.

[Little Taozi's aunt: Grandma's smile is so kind, she reminds me of my grandma [tears]]

[Shen's small courtyard [reply]: [hug]]

[Unfamiliar scenery: Bacon looks very good. 】

[Shen’s Small Courtyard [Reply]: It’s made from authentic farm pork. 】

【Fish that doesn't eat cats: [Come on]】

[Shen's small courtyard [Reply]: [Bi Xin]]

After replying to the comments, Shen Qiuqiu stretched a lot, got dressed and got up.

It was past nine o'clock, grandpa had already gone to the field, and grandma was sitting under the grape trellis weaving baskets.

Shen Qiuqiu came out of the house and greeted grandma with a smile, "Grandma, why didn't you call me this morning."

After staying up all night, the regular biological clock that I had developed before is messed up.

Grandma Shen smiled, "Why do you tell me, you can sleep as long as you want. It is a blessing to be able to sleep. At our age, we can't sleep even if we want to."

Shen Qiuqiu squatted under the faucet to wash her face and brush her teeth. Grandma Shen got up and went into the kitchen.

After a while, he came out with the dishes.

A plate of cucumbers, a bowl of sweet potato porridge, and a poached egg on top.

"Hungry, I've saved breakfast for you. It's been heating up in the pot. It's hot. Eat it quickly."

Shen Qiuqiu took a sip of the sweet potato porridge, it was fragrant and glutinous, with a slight sweetness, sweet from his mouth to his heart.

Halfway through breakfast, the WeChat notification tone "Ding Dong", "Ding Dong" and "Ding Dong" rang three times.

Shen Qiuqiu picked up the phone, it was a message from Li Mao.

[Li Maung: [picture]]

[Li Mao: I'm not your first fan! 】

[Li Mao: Who is this person? 】

Shen Qiuqiu clicked on the picture, it was a screenshot of her wheat field video personal homepage.

[Shen's Small Courtyard], received 22 likes, 0 followers, and 1 fans.

Curious about who her first fan was, Shen Qiuqiu excitedly opened the wheat field video.

Click on the fan list, this person's nickname is: [user 1989], the homepage is clean, and only [Shen's small courtyard] is in the follow list.

Although I had some doubts that this was a robot or zombie account, but it was my first fan after all, and Shen Qiuqiu also conveniently followed him.

Then, the wechat notification sounded violently again.

[Li Mao: Ahhh! 】

[Li Mao: You actually closed him back! 】

[Li Mao: The first person you paid attention to was not me! 】

【Li Mao: You don't love me anymore...[Spoil and roll]】

Shen Qiuqiu smiled and returned her an expression pack of [touching the head].

After breakfast, Shen Qiuqiu brought out the soybeans that had been soaked in advance last night.

Today I will make the bean curd that my grandparents like to eat.

There is a small hand-push stone mill in the yard.

Shen Qiuqiu held a spoon in his left hand, scooped up soybeans and poured water into the small hole on the top of the stone mill, and held the wooden handle with his right hand to push it back and forth.

With a push and a turn, the soybeans are ground into a pulp, and the white soybean milk flows along the grinding disc into the wooden barrel.

Seeing her jerky and clumsy movements, Grandma Shen couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, but her heart was warm.

It took two hours to grind a pot of beans into half a bucket of soy milk.

The next step will have to be done by grandma.

Shen Qiuqiu followed along and took a video record by the way.

Boil half a pot of boiling water and pour it into the barrel of freshly ground soybean milk, then filter out the bean dregs with gauze.

The soy milk was poured into a large pot and boiled, stirring constantly, the aroma of beans slowly wafted from the kitchen.

At this time, the soy milk is ready to drink. The homemade soy milk is fragrant and thick, much better than those sold outside.

Shen Qiuqiu took out two small bowls like she did when she was a child.

Then turn out the white sugar jar from the cupboard, and pour a layer of white sugar to cover the bottom of the bowl.

"Grandma, I want to drink soy milk."

Grandma Shen scooped a large spoonful of soy milk from the steaming cauldron and filled the two small bowls, not forgetting to tell her.

"It's hot, let it dry for a while before drinking."

The next step is the key to making bean curd - tofu.

Homemade tofu in rural areas generally does not use brine or gypsum, but sauerkraut water, also called physalis.

Grandma Shen scooped up half a bowl of sour soup from the kimchi jar.

First put the chopped green vegetables into the pot and stir, and then sprinkle a small bowl of sauerkraut water in the pot little by little.

After a little stirring, the soy milk slowly solidified into flocs and turned into bean curd.

Slowly simmer for a while on a low heat, and the bean curd will solidify and form. Use a shroud to gently compact the bean curd, scoop out the excess water, and a pot of bean curd is ready.

The kitchen is filled with a strong aroma of beans, mixed with the fragrance of green vegetables.

Looking at this big pot of bean curd, Shen Qiuqiu suddenly felt a little greedy.

In fact, she didn't like tofu very much when she was a child. She thought it was too bland and tasteless.

After leaving Qinghe Village, I often miss this hometown delicacy.

Maybe this is what people say, after you have tasted all the flavors in the world, you will know that light is the most beautiful.

For lunch, Shen Qiuqiu ate a big bowl full of bean curd and chili oil.

Seeing her eating deliciously, Grandma Shen couldn't help laughing.

"I remember that you didn't like to eat this when you were a child. Every time I let you eat it, you were like taking poison. That little brow is so wrinkled that it can kill flies."

Recalling how she was when she was a child, Shen Qiuqiu also smiled.

"At that time, I really didn't like food at all, and I couldn't figure out why my grandparents liked to eat such unpalatable things.

Now, it smells so good, haha. "

Grandpa Shen smiled and scooped a large spoonful of bean curd for her, "It's really delicious. Your grandma has made it for decades, and you can't get it outside."

After lunch, Shen Qiuqiu sat in the yard and edited the video.

The theme of this video is wild mushrooms.

The film opens with the foot of the green hill against the backdrop of blue sky and white clouds. On the winding mountain path, the old man slowly enters the mountain with a basket on his back, and the big yellow dog beside him is bouncing and chasing butterflies.

Then there is the clip of picking wild mushrooms in the mountains, and the blossoming and colorful wild mushrooms gradually filled the old man's back basket.

Just watching the video, you can feel the joy of harvest.

As the camera switched, the video returned to the small courtyard of the Shen family.

Grandma Shen smiled and squatted in front of the sink to wash wild fungi.

The big red rooster clucked for a while, and turned into a white and hairless chicken on the chopping board in an instant.

On the small burning stove, the wild mushroom and chicken soup in the casserole is bubbling and bubbling.

The porcini mushrooms and bacon stir-frying in the big iron pan are shiny and steaming, as if people can smell the aroma through the screen.

At the end of the video, there is a picture of a family talking and laughing sitting in a small courtyard eating, which is simple and warm.

The copywriting is: It's the annual "drug testing" conference again. After entering the mountain for an afternoon, I have gained a lot. The wild mushroom meal made by my grandma is super delicious. [Heart] (Reminder: Please pick and eat wild mushrooms carefully to prevent poisoning.)
(End of this chapter)