The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 65: Idea Storage (2)
"You, when it comes to eating, you're a smart person. Only you can prepare these mountain products!" Yueniang said, since it's the dish you want to cook, you can make it up to you.

Yang Ziqian picked off the leaves of the wild onion in the early morning, and she planned to plant the onion in the corner of the soil later when the sun went down.This wild onion is no different from the domestic onion, but the mountain flavor is stronger.Raise a variety of varieties for some time, and you will become a family onion.

For wild pepper, half of it is soaked in a kimchi jar, and half of it is dried into dried peppers. Both are easy to preserve, and can be taken out when you want to eat.

Yang Ziqian washed his hands, grabbed two handfuls of salted vegetables made of taro stalks from the salted vegetable jar, thought for a while, and grabbed two more handfuls, this was the first time that there was oil and seasoning in it Stir-fried to eat, less uneaten.

Finely chop the salted vegetables, chop seven or eight wild peppers, and chop the scallions into chopped green onions. After Yueniang's meat is boiled in oil, Yang Ziqian's preparations will begin.

"By the way, mother, let's fry this meat and salted vegetables together, so as not to cook them separately, which would be an extra trick!" Yang Ziqian looked at the oil residue in the bowl and asked Yueniang for her opinion.

"You can fix it however you like. Mother just waits to eat." After Yueniang finished speaking, she vacated the stove and went to light the fire to help out. "It's just that the meat in that small bowl is reserved for the master, you have to fry it separately!"

Yang Ziqian secretly sighed that his mother was careful, well, since mother has that kind of heart, let's fry separately.

Thin salted vegetables, thin slices of meat, dotted with some thinner pieces of red sansan pepper, and green onion, Yang Ziqian couldn't help salivating when this bowl of vegetables was served.

"Third brother, bring it to the master quickly, he will have eaten when it's late." No matter how delicious the food is, it will be greatly discounted when there is something in the stomach.

"Hey, this dish looks delicious!" Yang Zisen picked up the bowl, took a few breaths, smelled the smell, and ran towards the master happily.

"Hurry up and come back for dinner!" Yueniang didn't forget to tell her son, and shouted loudly towards his back.

"What kind of taste is this? It's hot, but delicious!" Yang Danian put the dish into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and asked after swallowing it to satisfy the taste.

"This is the wild pepper I bought, it's spicy!" Yang Ziqian took the meat residue to Xiao Wuya: "Third brother, go and pour some boiling water for my sister to wash the meat, otherwise, she can't eat it so spicy!" The spiciness of wild pepper is stronger than that of ordinary pepper.

"Wow..." Before Yang Zisen could get up, Xiao Wuya began to cry.The greedy little girl put the meat into her mouth a long time ago, but she was so hot that she cried!
"Hey, who made you so impatient." Yueniang groaned while feeling sorry for Wu Ya, "Si Ya too, knowing that it's so spicy, but still wanting to stir-fry, she deliberately didn't want us Wu Ya to eat it, right?"

Yang Ziqian looked at the family in a hurry at the table, stuck out his tongue, and expressed his apology.

What I wanted to eat, I thought it was good, but I really didn’t think about whether my family members hadn’t eaten it before, whether I could eat it or not. There are two big bowls of dishes with Sanjiao. If I knew it, I would just put one bowl. up.

After feeding a few sips of water, Wuya, who was relieved, finally stopped crying.

"Well, it's delicious, I'm not afraid of spicy food!" Yang Zisen ate, his mouth humming.

"Eat, Zihe wants to eat!" Tears were still hanging on his face, and the little fat girl's chopsticks reached into the vegetable bowl again, but she was so weak that she couldn't get it up.

"Oh, this child is not afraid of spicy food!" Yueniang exclaimed, quickly grabbed a piece of meat, washed it in plain water, and put it in her bowl.

The little guy started eating with relish.

Hot girl, not afraid of spicy; hot girl, not afraid of spicy!Yang Ziqian laughed with a "poof."

"This sansan pepper is so delicious. It's troublesome to eat in this hot weather, and the sweat is so hot!" Yueniang put down the bowl, blushed, and wiped the sweat from her forehead and said.

"That's right, if you eat this thing in winter, you won't be afraid of the cold!" Yang Zimu also wiped his sweat, and opened his mouth, red from the heat.

Eating peppers in winter can certainly keep out the cold.For example, a whole family eats hot pot together, that's called Ba Shi!
What does it mean to be unable to stop!

Knowing that this food is spicy, but unwilling to hold back.The whole family had such a good time eating.

After the meal, Yang Zisen took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone as if offering a treasure, and placed them on the table one by one.

This kid is ready to write!

Seeing Xiao Wuya, she climbed onto the stool in twos and threes, staring at those things she had never seen before.

Yang Zisen filled some water into the inkstone, picked up the ink stick, and rubbed it lightly like a kid surnamed Li in the school.

Seeing the color of the clear water changed, Xiao Wuya's interest greatly increased.

"I want, I want!" A chubby hand stretched out.

"Mother, take care of my sister, she's coming to make trouble!" Yang Zisen felt that the little Wuya was not good at all right now.

"Oh, little guy, don't mess with your third brother." Yueniang hugged her daughter, and just from the tone of the third brother, she knew that he was not a kind person. "Go, mother will take you to take a nap!"

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, I want that." Pointing at the water that became pitch black under Third Brother's hand, she saw it change color with her own eyes, how amazing, she refused to leave the table desperately.

"Hey, you can only ask for it when you grow up. It's for the third brother to write. We are five girls, and now we can't even hold the chopsticks, and we can't write!" Yueniang coaxed patiently. "Why don't we just sit here and watch Third Brother write, okay?" Yueniang sat down with Wuya in her arms. "Quietly, don't say anything!" At the same time, he made a "shh" gesture to Xiao Wuya.

Her third son is about to write, and her third son is also half a scholar.Thinking of what the master said, you can still take the examination of scholars, raise people, and become the number one scholar, Yueniang felt a burst of excitement in her heart.

The whole family gathered around the table, either standing or sitting.Except for Yang Ziqian who was normal, everyone stared at Yang Zisen nervously.

The ink was getting thicker and thicker. Yang Zisen put down the ink stick and looked at the hopeful eyes of his family members, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

In the past, he used to write on the ground and sand with branches. Now, in fact, he has no idea how to write.Besides, my father said that this thing is very expensive, if it is not written well, it would be a waste of money, what a pity!

Gritting your teeth, if you don't show off, you can show off to this extent, so bite the bullet and write.

Spreading out a piece of paper, imitating those people, he brought the tip of the pen to his mouth and licked it. He didn't understand what it meant.Then, he picked up the pen and lightly dipped it in ink.Hey, what's the point of holding the pen?

Grabbing it is definitely not enough; like holding chopsticks?Shaking his head in denial!Scratching his head with his left hand, he really didn't know how to hold the pen.

(End of this chapter)