Farming in space: Nongmen Fufei is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 180 It's New Year's Eve
It’s the Chinese New Year, making glutinous rice cakes, killing New Year’s pigs, making bacon, cured salted duck, cured fish...

As a human being in two lifetimes, Ye Zhen has never done this.

Before rebirth, I only remember my family and my grandfather's home, what do I do with these things?Who will eat?
After rebirth, it would be good if the family could have a full meal during the Chinese New Year, but economic conditions did not allow it.

Therefore, this is the first year in which Ye Zhen has been a human being in two lifetimes, and she is truly materially rich and has the motivation to prepare for it!

The three Ye Ying brothers were very excited, killing the New Year pig!The Nian pig that I raised with my own hands!

so excited!
The slaughtered pigs are for the villagers to eat. Everyone has been busy for a year, and most of them are doing things for themselves. Ye Zhen didn't plan to save money, so she bought two big fat pigs at someone else's house and killed them together. , While inviting the villagers to a meal, the rest can be made into bacon.

There are a lot of guards and secret guards at home, and Lu Jingshu also has a lot of maids at her place, and she needs a lot of shopping every day, why don't you make more during the Chinese New Year, and the taste is even better if you make it yourself? !
Ye Ying didn't have a role in making glutinous rice cakes before. After all, he was a child and he was not tall. It wasn't his turn to do it. It was the elders of the village who took part in the battle.

This year, Ye Ying has grown a lot taller, and with his martial arts training, he has also gained a lot of strength. Finally, it's his turn to make glutinous rice cakes!

He and Tianfeng were two people, one on each side, holding a wooden pestle, you hit each other, and soon, the glutinous rice was smashed into a ball.

Liu Yeniang and Liu Ye stepped forward neatly with wet white cloth towels, took out the sticky glutinous rice cake from the bluestone mortar, and put it in the grate covered with glutinous rice flour.

The women and girls who often come and go in the village sit around the grate, talking and laughing, grabbing small balls, pressing them into individual glutinous rice cakes, and then covering each glutinous rice cake with a seal dipped in rice flower red, one by one. The glutinous rice cakes printed with festive patterns are ready.

Ye Zhen looked at the excitement in front of her, with a distant smile on her lips, she thought of her grandpa.

In my impression, the family doesn’t make glutinous rice cakes, but they do in the village, and sometimes distant relatives in the village invite her and grandpa to participate.

But that feeling is just like the present: the laughter is clearly in the ear, and the smiling faces are clearly in front of the eyes, but they seem to be very far away from me.

"Elder sister, eat the glutinous rice cake! It's still warm!" Ye Hong held a lump of sticky glutinous glutinous rice cake to Ye Zhen's mouth, his soft voice made people feel weak unconsciously.

Ye Hong was the youngest and couldn't do those jobs. The men in the village liked him for his sweet mouth, he became more talkative after studying, and he was born a scholar, so he took the initiative to pull a ball of rice cakes from the mortar and handed them to him.

Ye Hong hurried over to give it to the elder sister to eat. The glutinous rice cake was sticky and hot. Ye Hong was so hot that his eyes were about to burst into tears, but he thought it was for food, so he was reluctant to throw it away, so he urged the elder sister to open his mouth quickly. But he was afraid of scalding the elder sister, so he was conflicted and entangled for a while, and his little face was wrinkled.

Ye Zhen couldn't help but laugh, she hurriedly pulled the glutinous rice cake from Ye Hong's hand and stuffed it into her mouth, then took him to wash her hands.

The family prepared soybean powder and brown sugar powder in advance, mixed them in a bowl, Ye Zhen found them out, asked a few little guys to come over, grabbed a small ball of glutinous rice cakes with her hands, threw them into the powder bowl and rolled them, Take it out again, it is not sticky, and it has a special fragrance.

Several children ate it with powder all over their mouths, and they all said it was delicious.

However, this is made of glutinous rice, if you eat too much, the children may not be able to digest it, Ye Zhen waited for them to eat a few, and then put it away.

The children sighed regretfully when they saw that the delicacies in their mouths could not be eaten wantonly.

But this is normal, Ye Zhen would often say, eat less, it tastes better, if you eat enough, it won't taste better next time.

After marinating the bacon with the sauce provided by Ye Zhen, the guards at home helped to bake the bacon.

The bacon should not be baked on a high fire, let alone an open fire. It should be baked slowly on a low fire, which requires patience and certain skills.

The dark fire continued, and the smell of bacon wafted away, making everyone salivate.

The guards swallowed their saliva while thinking: In a few days, we will have a good meal again!

This is also in Yejia Village. As a guard, if he was on duty in other places before, let alone eating delicious food, it is a luxury to be able to eat on time every day, and cold water is even more normal for eating big cakes.

The Nongsang craftsmen who came from the imperial court set off one after another, and went home to pick up their children. After the New Year, they wanted to take their daughter-in-law and children.

There is Hongye Academy here where children can study, there is land to grow, as long as they are willing to plant, they can earn wages, there are many jobs to choose from, and there is money that is more profitable than other places. As long as you don’t be lazy, you can live your life It's not difficult at all.

Today, the craftsmen are also desperate: because the blessing melon and longevity fruit are planted well, the harvested blessing melon and longevity fruit are now worth thousands of catties!
Ms. Ye said that after the new year, I can plant two crops in the coming year, and according to Ms. Ye, if I go to the southern seaside and go to a hotter place, I can grow three seasons of lucky melons and longevity fruits there!

If such a high-yield and delicious food can be planted in large quantities all over the country, where will people starve to death in the future?

And these days when they came here, in addition to the imperial salary, they also served as the masters of Hongye Academy on a daily basis, teaching those students the common sense of farming and farming, and leading them to farm.

When I think of those Jinshi and Juren masters who have planted land with me and called me my master in the future, the craftsmen are so honored.

Ms. Ye was generous and gave Shu Xiu an extra. During the six months they were here, they had saved a lot of private money. Ms. Ye was indeed a lucky star. Anyone who followed her would gain a lot.

Letting go of the craftsmen who were grateful while walking home, Old Zaifu Lu looked at the scene in full swing, and secretly sighed in his heart: It would be better if his grandson was here, but it's a pity that Longyou is not peaceful now , Ze'er has to go there and cannot celebrate the New Year at home.

This person, once he becomes an adult, has something called responsibility.

To the family, to the country, to the world.

Ze'er has grown up and is about to get married. Naturally, she can't be willful now and wants to serve the country.

Think about Sari Heya who stayed alone on the mountain. The former Khan King now chooses to live alone on the mountain and does not come down to celebrate the New Year. crisis awareness.

She was afraid that revealing her identity would cause unnecessary trouble to her family!

Lu Laozaifu's eyes drifted to Ye Zhen: The little girl is out of her mind, she must be thinking about her grandson!
Eyes drifted to the other side, and the corners of Lu Laozaifu's mouth twitched: the gentle and quiet Concubine Jing was listening to the village women talking nonsense while watching the village women making glutinous rice cakes with great interest.

If it wasn't for the maid who was pulling her around, she might have squeezed forward and made glutinous rice cakes with her herself!
(End of this chapter)