Farmhouse Food Daily

Chapter 11 Salt and Canning
"Ai."

Liu Cheng readily agreed, his eyes were bright, did the girl from the Chen family bring salt to their family?It's really open-minded to watch the Chen family's sister keep her word.

Thinking of this, Liu Cheng felt warm in his heart. He had to cook something delicious for Chen's sister.

"Brother Chengzi, don't worry, take a look at what I've got."

Chen Ping stopped Liu Chengcheng and hurriedly put the things on the kang table.

"Girl, is this?"

Grandma Ma looked at the things on the kang table and was a little puzzled. What was in that bottle-like thing?The bottle is so beautiful, it seems to be transparent, and you can see the contents inside. She doesn't recognize that thing, so it must be very expensive, right?

There was also a bag, and she didn't know what was in it, but she didn't see any salt.

"Grandma, brother Cheng Zi, this is salt, and this is canned food."

Chen Ping introduced to them that people here eat coarse salt, so it's not surprising that they don't know modern salt, but don't they know this canned food?
"Salt? Is this salt?"

Grandma Ma ignored the canned food first, and looked at the salt first. What is this salt?Why hasn't she seen such salt before?

Liu Cheng was also a little taken aback. Is this salt?
Chen Ping saw their appearance, picked up a bag of salt without saying a word, tore the bag open, poured some into the palm of her hand, handed it to Grandma Ma, and said with a smile: "Grandma, try it to see if it is salty or not." of."

Grandma Ma watched dumbfounded as Chen Ping poured something out of the small bag like a magic trick, and then looked at the white dots in Chen Ping's palm, which looked like fine sand. Could this be salt?

The salt is all big grains, even if it is crushed, it cannot be so fine.

However, Grandma Ma stretched out her skinny hand and squeezed it a little, then tremblingly put it in her mouth.

Chen Ping saw Grandma Ma's complexion constantly changing, and at the end she nodded excitedly, presumably she had tasted the salty taste.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand in front of Liu Cheng again. Liu Cheng looked at that hand. The chubby hand was fair and rosy, and the palm was snow-white. Apart from being surprised, he blushed slightly.

Stretching out his hand, he pinched a little salt in Chen Ping's palm. He felt like he was getting an electric shock, so he hurriedly put the salt into his mouth and tasted it.

"Well, well, it's salty, it's salty, it's salt, it's salt."

Grandma Ma kept talking, and looked at the salt in Chen Ping's palm with tears in her eyes, and said, "Girl, why is this salt so fine? It's different from the salt we eat here."

Liu Cheng also nodded, he also tasted the salty taste.

"Grandma, Brother Cheng Zi, this is called refined salt, which is much better than coarse salt. No one in our place uses coarse salt for lumps except for pickles."

Chen Ping smiled. She saw that Grandma Ma was very happy, and she was also happy.

"The life in your place is good. We don't have this kind of salt here yet, and all the salt sold in the town is coarse salt. My daughter, this fine salt sounds good. You give us so much, we suffer. Sorry, that's all we need."

Grandma Ma is not a greedy person, salt is expensive, and Chen Ping took so much, she felt sorry for accepting it.

"Look at what grandma said, this is a stranger. We have no relatives and no reason. I came to the door, and you and Brother Chengzi didn't kick me out. They took care of food and drink, and even killed chickens, treating me as a Honorable guest, I am not embarrassed at all."

What Chen Ping said is true. The people here are hospitable. Generally, when people you don’t know come to the door, they will give you a bowl of rice. But there are no rules on what to eat for you. If you can kill a chicken, it’s the treatment of a distinguished guest or a new son-in-law. .

"My daughter said so, then we'll have the cheek to accept it. Chengzi, Chengzi, quickly bring the salt shaker."

Grandma Ma didn't hesitate to ask Liu Cheng to get the salt shaker.

Chen Ping slapped the salt in her heart on the table.

Liu Cheng came over with a salt jar, and Chen Ping helped to tear apart the salt and poured it into the salt jar.

The salt shaker is an old-fashioned ceramic tube, which is a bit big. After several bags of salt have been poured in, it only contains a little, especially the fine salt, which is too fine to take up space like coarse salt.

Looking at the salt, Liu Cheng couldn't calm down. How could the salt be so white and fine?Is this really salt?

"It's salt, it's salt, it's salty."

While nagging, Grandma Ma carefully pulled the little salt that Chen Ping patted on the table into the salt jar, and she didn't stop until there was no more salt noodles on the table.

The crystal white in the salt jar made both grandparents and grandchildren smile.

Looking at their smiles, Chen Ping was very satisfied. People are like this. Sometimes it is a small thing for you, but it is a big thing for others. Helping people made her feel very good.

"Thank you, sister Chen."

Liu Cheng held the salt jar and thanked him sincerely. Such good salt must be precious, and the girl from the Chen family is really very particular.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, brother Chengzi, don't call me Chen's sister, Chen's sister, you can call me Chen Ping or Pingzi."

Fat Chen Ping was a little flustered by the sincere gratitude from others. At this time, Chen Ping heard the reminder, and she got two points of friendliness, one from Grandma Ma and one from Liu Cheng.

And friendliness, what the hell is this?

Chen Ping was puzzled. It turned out that the stele hadn't told him about friendliness.

Chen Ping wanted to ask, but now in front of people, she didn't have that kind of thought, and it wouldn't be too late to study it later.

"Okay, then I'll call you Pingzi from now on."

Liu Cheng said with a smile in his eyes. Although he had only known Chen Ping for two days, he felt that Chen Ping was a good friend.

Grandma Ma also nodded with a smile, this girl is not delicate and artificial, she is a good girl.

"Pingzi... sister, what is this?"

Liu Cheng put the salt away, and when he came to set the meal, he pointed to the canned food on the table and asked.

"That's right, just now Pingzi said it was canned food. I have seen canned food once, but I have never eaten it. It is a rare item, but the canned food I saw was in a tin box, what is it?"

Only then did Wang Cai think of the canned food. He was only concerned about the salt and forgot about the canned food.

That's right, Chen Ping remembered those anti-Japanese TV shows she watched. Those cans were indeed made of tin boxes, and they were indeed rare items. This glass was not popular at that time, so it's not surprising that they didn't recognize it.

"This is called a canned fruit. It's made of glass. It looks good, but it's not strong. It can't be dropped on the ground. It will shatter if it falls on the ground."

Chen Ping said.

"Canned fruit, can this fruit still be canned? Pingzi, but it cost you money."

Grandma Ma also thinks it is very strange, this glass is also a strange thing, the village where this girl named Chen Ping lives must be much better than theirs, otherwise how could she come up with so many rare things?But she hadn't heard that life in that village was so good, and she had never seen such a thing in the best town.

Also, the clothes Chen Ping wears are different from theirs. She can't tell what kind of cloth they are.She was puzzled, but it was hard to ask.

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