My village can't be like this

Chapter 115 Braised Taro with Bitter Garlic

Wang Fang was cooking in the house, and when she heard Zhang An's parking, she came out to have a look.

"Why come back so late, I thought you would come back sooner."

"I met Mr. Wu at school, sat with him for a while, and cooked taro today. I remember that my family didn't grow any taro this year."

Zhang An saw a pot of freshly boiled taro on the bench in his yard, and Wang Fang came out with a big bowl to peel it.

This taro has not been planted at home for many years. Don't look at the unsightly appearance when it is dug out, even if it is inferior to potatoes.

But it is very delicious to make, and the method is simple. After cooking, cut it into pieces, and braise it with chives into a pot, which is delicious and can be served with rice.

Only then did Zhang An remember that he hadn't eaten taro for many years.

"It was planted by the fourth grandpa's family. Today they dug taro, knowing that our family didn't plant it this year, so they sent a bag over, so I cooked it to stew the taro at night."

"Mom, you peel it off first, I'll go dig some bitter garlic and come back, this stuff is still fragrant with bitter garlic."

Seeing Zhang An running out with a hoe in hand, Wang Fang smiled and shook her head.

My son is not active in doing anything. When it comes to eating, he doesn't need anyone to shout, and he runs very actively.

Zhang An took the hoe and came to the place where the horses used to be kept. There was a large piece of bitter garlic growing here, which Zhang An found when he let the horse out.

Later, Zhang An came over from time to time to dig some for cooking, and sprinkled them with space spring water.

So the bitter garlic on this small slope is the same as that grown by humans, and it grows so gratifyingly.

It didn't take much time for Zhang An to dig a handful, which was enough for several meals.

In the evening, Wang Fang fried some home-cooked vegetables, and then stewed them with chopped bitter garlic and boiled taro.

This bitter garlic is scalded by the tumbling taro soup, which exudes a fragrant and fragrant taste.

"Mom, Li Hongbin is in the village, I'll call him over for dinner."

"then you go."

When Zhang An went out and came to the new house, he saw Li Hongbin and several people carrying a thick log, ready to carry it back to his house.

"Is it ready here? My mother is ready to cook. I'll call you to eat."

"It will be ready soon. We will carry this large beam into the house so that it will not rain and get wet at night."

Zhang An saw that everyone was going to carry the wood into the house, so he helped them out.

With Zhang An joining in, it was much easier for everyone to lift it up, and it didn't take much time to lift it into the house and put it away.

It was getting late now, so Li Hongbin asked the masters of the construction team to go back to rest after get off work.

Li Hongbin is actually a conscientious boss. He usually pays high wages, and even provides accommodation for the masters of the construction team.

If you go to a distant place, there is also a van to pick you up.

Because this group of people have been working with him before, and they are good at work, and they are not lazy.

They work hard, and Li Hongbin treats them well.

For now, most people think that Li Hongbin's brain is not working.

Obviously, they can earn more by themselves, but they have to spend so much money on workers.

Li Hongbin just smiled at this, others do other people's work, and he does his own work.

But isn't that why everyone is willing to follow him.

"Auntie's boiled taro is really delicious. I haven't eaten it for many years."

Li Hongbin used to eat taro a lot in the past, but after moving to the town, he didn't eat it much.

The main reason is that Zhou Lan didn't think about doing this at ordinary times, because she thought it would make her hands numb.

Moreover, Li Hongbin at that time was already considered a rich man, and he didn't really want to eat the simple food that he ate every day for a long time later.

So I suddenly had a meal of stewed taro with bitter garlic and found it very delicious.

It's like a person who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, if he suddenly prepares an ordinary farm dish for him, he will find it very delicious.

When this taro is cooked, it tastes soft, sweet and glutinous. It tastes very delicious, and it is easy to digest, so you don’t have to worry about eating too much.

There is also the taro soup that has been stewed with taro, which is Zhang An's favorite.

The taro soup is already fragrant and not greasy. Pour it on a bowl and eat it with rice, it will make you more appetizing. If you don’t pay attention, you will eat more bowls of rice.

Li Hongbin had already controlled himself now, he had already eaten several bowls of rice, seeing that he would continue to eat, Zhang An had no choice but to stop him.

"Okay, okay, I can't eat any more, and there will be no food in my steamer."

You can eat more taro, but you can't eat more rice. If you continue to eat it, your stomach will be overwhelmed.

Hearing Zhang An's shout, Li Hongbin stopped.

"Ah, how many bowls of rice have I eaten, I'm so full."

Li Hongbin only reacted now, and found that his stomach was a little bulging.

"This is already the fourth bowl. Although this taro soup is good, don't be too greedy."

"My aunt's cooking is so delicious, and my family hasn't eaten this taro for several years. I ate too much if I didn't pay attention. Fortunately, you stopped me, otherwise I will start to suffer again at night."

"Come on, don't use the night, you will start to suffer soon."

The bowls used by Zhang An's family are not the same as those used by Li Hongbin's. The bowls used by Li Hongbin's family are small.

Every time Zhang An went to eat at their house, he would have a bowl of rice for two mouthfuls.

And the rice bowl of Zhang An's family is much larger than that of Li Hongbin's family, so if they eat these few bowls of rice, they will suffer later.

But there was no way around it, and Li Hongbin didn't regret it, anyway, he had a good meal just now.

"Mom, why don't we plant some at home, so we can eat some from time to time."

"Okay, let's plant some in our family next year."

Before the meal was finished, Uncle Zhang An came over and called Zhang An to eat.

"Anzi, why are you eating now? Didn't your second aunt tell you to come over to eat, you kid?"

"Second uncle, how can you be so polite, you can eat wherever it is cooked, and you are not an outsider, please sit down and eat with us."

Seeing that Zhang An was going to get the bowl, Second Uncle Zhang An hurriedly pulled him.

"Our family has already made it. Didn't it mean to call Anzi over to eat? Who knew he had already started eating."

In the end, Uncle Zhang didn't say anything, Zhang An was about to eat, so he also went home to eat by himself.

After dinner, everyone sat in the yard to digest food, but Li Hongbin had already begun to suffer.

At this moment, it is uncomfortable to stand, and it is also uncomfortable to sit, so I can only walk around in the yard.

"Zhang An, why did your family get something new again?"

Li Hongbin walked to the edge of the deer shed and found the roe inside.

"Guess what this thing is?"

"Hey, you're pretending that I don't know anything. Isn't this thing a roe? I don't know anything."

"This is not our local roe deer, this is a musk deer that can produce fragrance."

"Fragrant? What kind of fragrance?" Although Li Hongbin grew up in the mountains, he only knows a little about the mountains.

"Musk knows it or not, it's produced by it."

When it comes to musk, Li Hongbin knows it, even if he has never seen it, he has heard of the name.

"I see that there is almost no room for you to live here. No wonder you built such a big enclosure by the river."

Li Hongbin was used to Zhang An bringing back some animals from the mountains from time to time.

It's just that when others catch them on the mountain, they either sell them for money, or kill them for meat, but they don't kill them for meat, and they don't sell them for money, so they are raised like this.

Moreover, he built a very large pen room at home, which is not something ordinary people can make.

"Hey, don't tell me I really think so. After I move there, I will give it to the whole small zoo. When the sign is out, someone will definitely come for it."

Although this is not a later age, in the age of mobile phones, everyone is taking photos and posting them on Moments wherever they go to play.

It doesn't matter whether you have fun playing or not, as long as you take enough photos and post enough on Moments, that's all.

But Zhang An has a way. When the time comes, buy a camera and keep it there, and then he can provide photography services for people.

When they came out to play, they brought photos back with them. Not only would they find it interesting, but they would also bring the photos back to show their friends.

As long as they bring the photos back, they can play a role of publicity for Zhang An.

Of course, the premise is that this place can make others feel fun.

Before Zhang An sent Li Hongbin away, the phone rang at home.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Zhang An is me, Wu Zhonghai."

Wu Zhonghai's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's Teacher Wu. The voice on your phone seems different from the real one. I didn't hear it at first."

"Haha, that's what everyone said. By the way, I'm calling this time, mainly to ask if you still have peaches in your house? What prices are they selling for?"

"Mr. Wu likes to eat these peaches. Why is the price not cheap? I will send some to Mr. Wu another day."

As soon as Zhang An heard Wu Zhonghai ask about the price of peaches, he thought that Wu Zhonghai would still want some after eating, so he immediately offered to give some away.

"Oh no, I really don't want this one. It's the teachers in our office. They ate the peaches you brought yesterday and found them very delicious. Everyone wants to buy some from you, so let me ask you the price. Is there still at home?"

Wu Zhonghai knew that as long as he opened the mouth, Zhang An would definitely want to give it to him, so he quickly stopped it and told the matter.

"Zhang An, you don't need to think about it. You can sell as much as you want. It's not easy for you to pick up these things at home, so don't think that it's cheap just because you are a teacher. You will suffer in this way."

"Ms. Wu, we still have some peaches at home. I usually sell them for two or three yuan a catty. It's a bit expensive. I'm afraid our school teachers won't accept it."

Zhang An had never sold this peach before, that is, he gave it to Zhou Lan once before, and it was calculated at two yuan.

"Don't pay two or three yuan a catty. You can't buy peaches for two yuan. They will probably need three or four hundred catties. Wait until I tell them the price tomorrow morning. If they still want it If you don’t want to, I’ll call you again, and you’ll deliver it when the time comes, and I don’t want you to waste gas money if you want less.”

"Then I will trouble you, Mr. Wu."

"It's not troublesome, and the teacher is very happy to help you, as long as you don't lose money."

Waking up the next morning, Zhang An found an opportunity to go out.

Then when I came back, I brought the two honeycombs in the space home.

"Why did you go and get two bee nests and come back, they are still so big, you are not afraid of being stung by them."

I saw my son go out for a trip and come back with two big beehives.

"Mom, this is the earthen beehive I found before. I just asked the carpenter uncle to make some beehives a few days ago, so I went to get it back and see if it can be raised. If I go late, I will be killed by others." Carried away."

While Zhang An was talking to his mother, he opened the beehive and put the hives in.

"You want to raise bees at home, but do you know how to raise bees? There is no one in our village who has ever raised bees, so there is no need to ask."

Zhang An has no experience in raising bees, and he just wants to try, not thinking about how good it will be.

Moreover, these bees are all from space, so they must not be too bad, and they should be easy to feed.

Not to mention that no one in Changqing Village has ever raised bees, and there are no beekeepers in several nearby villages.

So even if Zhang An wants to ask for advice, there is no way to learn. In the end, Zhang An just fiddled with it casually.

If it can't be raised outside, it can be raised in the space.

"Mom, it doesn't matter. I just raise it and play casually. If it grows up, our family can drink bee syrup in the future. It's okay if it doesn't grow up. It's just me to pass the time. The main thing is to wait until our house This cherry grove is blooming, so it's a waste to leave it like this."

After hearing what Zhang An said, Wang Fang didn't say anything more.

Just like my son said, it doesn't matter if you can't raise it.

"By the way, Mom, take the bee sugar in that bucket and filter it."

Zhang An took the large bucket of honey that he brought out from the space, and handed it to Wang Fang.

The main reason is that there is too much honey in the space, and a lot of it dripped from the hanging honeycomb tree. When Zhang An picked the honeycomb today, he cut out a big bucket.

"Why are there so many? There are quite a few after filtering."

Wang Fang looked at it, turned around and went home and took out an empty bucket and gauze to prepare for filtration.

"As many as you want, when the time comes, you can pack some for the second grandpa, the second grandma, and the fourth grandpa. When the Chinese New Year comes, pretend to take some to my mother-in-law."

In a short time, Zhang An put the two hives into the beehive.

Because he was worried that he couldn't put it down, or that it would get bigger and bigger in the future, Zhang An chose the two smallest beehives to take out.

And when I asked Carpenter Lin to make beehives, they made quite large ones.

Anyway, Zhang An wasn't worried about the problem of the bumblebee surviving the winter. At worst, they would all be put in the space in winter.

After installing them, Zhang An put them on the wall near the cherry grove.

There are many cherry blossoms that have more powder but less honey, while the local millet cherries have more honey and less powder.

So the key to not bearing many cherries every year is here, and the cherry trees that Zhang An created with the space can be regarded as local cherries in origin.

However, the pollen has increased, and the fruit has also increased.

(End of this chapter)