Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 206 It's Vinegar And Sugar Again

For such an arrangement of sweet-scented osmanthus, Mo's naturally very much agrees.

After all, everyone's food comes for free. These two years have been a bumper harvest year. Although each family has some surplus food, they are still living tight, for fear of any accidents.

In fact, the pickles mentioned by Osmanthus fragrans are not a new thing, but something that is found in every household's vegetable garden, cucumber.

Cucumbers in this era are different from those eaten by Osmanthus fragrans before time travel.

Although the cucumbers of this era are not as straight as the ones they used to eat, their taste is full of cucumber flavor.

Not to mention dipping it in sauce or mixing it with cold dishes, even if you eat it with an empty mouth, the taste of this cucumber is sweet. Both adults and children like cucumbers very much.

But no matter how much you like something, if you eat a lot, it will not seem precious.

The idea of ​​sweet-scented osmanthus is precisely this kind of food that everyone is used to eating.

Osmanthus osmanthus got up early in the morning and picked a few cucumbers from the ground. After cleaning them quickly, they were cut into sections, then rubbed with salt, and put them in a cool place to marinate.

After this morning of pickling, the cucumber has already oozes soup, and the original crisp cucumber has shrunk a little at this time.

Osmanthus poured out the salty cucumber soup, washed it twice with water, drained it again, and put it in an empty basin.

"You give it to a prodigal child, the salty taste that was so hard to pickle in, now let you wash it out." Mo's was preparing lunch, and when he saw the sweet-scented osmanthus pickling pickles, he jumped up in anger.

But Osmanthus fragrans looked indifferent, "Mother, the first time the soup of pickled cucumbers looks very heavy, if you think it's a pity to pour it out, then save some for cooking and soup, but don't put it in." Too much, so as not to taste bad and spoil another pot of soup."

He had already guessed that Mo's would be angry at him for wasting salt so much, so when he poured the salt water for the first time just now, the sweet-scented osmanthus stayed there.

Hearing what Osmanthus said, Mo's complexion improved, but he couldn't help but sigh at Osmanthus's wasteful practice.

Osmanthus didn't care about Mo's attitude, because the basin itself was very heavy, even when it was empty, Osmanthus needed two hands to hold it, so at this time she naturally refused to carry the basin even more.

Opening the cupboard, he picked out all kinds of seasonings that he bought recently at home, picked out what he wanted to use, took appropriate portions, and added them one by one to the cucumber pot. Mo Shi couldn't help but gasped again. .

This is not pickled pickles, this is simply cooking a big meal.

Moreover, Mo's couldn't understand why, pickling pickles, at most, putting some sesame oil or something like that would be considered a good way.

But looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus, in addition to putting sesame oil, there is also sweet and sour. What kind of method is this for pickling pickles?
If it hadn't been for the promise not to cross hands to stop Osmanthus from making pickles, Kung Fu Mo really wanted to snatch the bottles and cans from Osmanthus's hand.

However, not crossing hands does not mean not speaking.

"You child, what kind of monster are you! This dish is sweetened and vinegared, can that dish still be eaten?"

"Mother, don't disturb me, I'll make this dish later, you'll know if you can eat it if you try it." Osmanthus fragrans didn't have the time to explain so much to Mo's now.

It's not that Osmanthus is impatient, but that Osmanthus feels that as long as she opens her mouth, saliva will flow out from the corner of her mouth.

　That's all for today's update, and it will continue tomorrow, good night, my dears!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)