Pastoral peasant girls all over the world

Chapter 298 Mencius Qing Learning Embroidery
Meng Ziqing hurried Mu Sixi to boil the sour water without looking back, and Tian Qiu was also washing the vegetables seriously.

Seeing that the two of them were working seriously, Mu Sixi went back to the kitchen. There was still a fire in the stove. Mu Sixi threw some weeds into it, and then broke some tree branches and put them in.

After a while, the fire grew stronger, and Mu Sixi added some bigger firewood. When the fire was ready, Mu Sixi added water to the pot, put a jar of salt, and boiled dried peppercorns together.

The fire was very strong, and Mu Sixi boiled the water without adding more firewood. After the water boiled, he boiled it for a while before Mu Sixi scooped all the water into a basin and filled it.

Sour water is the key to making kimchi. If it is not done well, the jar of kimchi will be soaked in soup.

After ladling the water into the basin, Mu Sixi covered it all with a lid, lest unclean things would fall into it.

The boiled water has to wait for it to cool before it can be put into the jar, and it is good to put the vegetables down together when the time comes.

When Mu Sixi came to the door, the two of them had already washed all the vegetables. Mu Sixi found a clean bamboo fence, put the washed vegetables on it, and drained the water.

"Xi'er, is this over?"

Do everything well, Meng Ziqing asked, Mu Sixi poured out the water in the basin, then straightened up and said.

"No, when the acid water is cold, drain the vegetables, put the acid water and vegetables into jars, and you can eat them in a month."

Meng Ziqing and Tian Qiu were very disappointed when they heard that they would have to wait a month to eat.

"Ah, you have to wait a month?"

"Wait for a month to eat, but if you want to taste good, you have to wait for a long time."

The longer the kimchi is soaked, the more intense the aroma will be. Whether it is for fish or other cooking, kimchi that has been soaked for a long time will taste better.

"I thought it would be ready to eat, but I have to wait so long!"

Meng Ziqing said listlessly looking at the vegetables that were drying in the sun.

"Okay, then I can eat the delicious food I made for you, so look forward to it now."

Mu Sixi wiped his hands, went straight into the kitchen, turned off the remaining fire in the stove, and soaked it with water before leaving the kitchen.

Mrs. Liu and Aunt Chrysanthemum were already embroidering pillowcases in the yard. Mu Sixi drew patterns for Mrs. Liu, and Ms. Liu taught Aunt Chrysanthemum all of them without reservation.

Although Aunt Chrysanthemum is not as good at embroidery as Liu's, the ones I embroider are very beautiful.

"Mother, where did Liu Yuanfu and the others go?"

Mu Sixi went into the main room, but it was empty, and Meng Ziyi and Liu Yuanfu didn't know where to go after eating.

"They went into the mountains, Mr. Liu said to go hunting, and said that they would have extra meals in the evening."

Mu Sixi twitched the corners of his mouth. Ever since they came to the house, Mu Sixi has served them with big fish and meat every day, and they still want to add extra meals. They really are a bunch of foodies.

Tian Qiu and Meng Ziqing also came together to watch Liu Shi and the others embroider pillowcases. Mencius Qing saw Liu Shi embroider so beautifully, and shouted that she wanted to learn it too, and asked Liu Shi to teach her.

Mrs. Liu thought that Meng Ziqing was the daughter of the county magistrate, and she should be a good embroiderer, so she didn't refuse, and asked Mu Sixi to bring her a set, and Mrs. Liu taught her how to embroider.

As a result, Meng Ziqing didn't even know how to wear a needle, and after finally putting the needle on, Liu Shi had already embroidered a large flower stitch by stitch.

Mrs. Liu told Meng Ziqing how to embroider, thinking that she should know everything, so she didn't elaborate. As a result, Mencius embroidered one stitch at the beginning and couldn't continue.

After struggling for half an hour, several blood holes were pricked in his fingers. Finally, Meng Ziqing put down the needle and thread resignedly, looked at Liu Shi and said in distress.

(End of this chapter)