Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

The white-browed viper is the most venomous snake in Dawanzi. Once bitten, it is very troublesome in this era. There is basically no other way except to gouge out the flesh and suck blood.

When I went to the health center, the poison of this snake could not be cured. Antivenom was not popular at this time. In the countryside, most commune members still used herbal medicine, so the specific effect is hard to say.

However, although this snake is poisonous, its movement speed is slow.

The main reason is that this thing is good at hiding, and it is often discovered after being bitten.

Su Yang picked the old thorn bud with both hands like lightning, but he didn't find that the poisonous long worm was only more than 1 meter away from him.

Snakes usually send out attack signals when they feel danger. This snake didn't know why, but it felt danger from Su Yang, who was picking wild vegetables.

Then, the poisonous snake opened its fangs, preparing for the last impact and biting.

When the snake opened its mouth, Su Yang frowned slightly, as if feeling something, he suddenly turned his head.

In his line of sight was the white-browed Viper striking with all its might.

Reed!

Su Yang's reaction was swift, he took a step back with his right foot, then reached his left waist with his right hand, and swung forward like lightning.

With a flash of the knife, the head of the big worm flew out.

The knife in Su Yang's hand is relatively not sharp, but with the blessing of speed and strength, it also shows an invincible edge.

Just a snake, nothing at all.

Su Yang looked at the long worm whose head had been lost, his body was still wriggling, then looked at his own knife, and shook his head.

It seems that I have to sharpen my knife when I go back today.Putting the knife back into his waist, Su Yang continued to pick wild vegetables.

Under normal circumstances, he would take this snake home for extra meals, but thinking about Yang Mo's most disgusting thing, let's forget it, don't do it like this, he won't even be able to enter the space.

Taking another look at the snake corpse, Su Yang shook his head with regret, and changed to another place to pick it.

Soon, the basket full of thorny old shoots was picked, and Su Yang began to climb the slope with the basket on his back.

I looked at the time, 40 minutes had just passed, and my speed was still very fast. After I went up, I would cycle home without any delay, and I could even have a meal of wild vegetables at noon.

On the way down the mountain, Su Yang was not idle, looking left and right, thinking of looking for a prey.

It's a rare trip up the mountain. If it can hunt some prey, it's a bit of a bonus.

But things backfired, Su Yang didn't find anything else until he reached the bicycle place at the foot of the mountain.

In Daqingshan in summer, it is much more difficult to find prey than in winter. Animals eat everywhere and rarely come out of the mountain.

Therefore, mountain runners in summer mainly focus on finding sticks and cherishing medicinal materials.

After all, hunting is more dangerous than this, and the common people are not willing to take the risk to hunt in the mountains unless there is not enough food in autumn and winter.

When Su Yang arrived at the foot of the mountain, he took his bicycle and rode quickly towards home. It wasn't fast, but it was still a fast ride.

When I got home, it was still more than half an hour before I got off work every day.

After returning home, Su Yang immediately started to boil water and pick vegetables.

He planned to let Yang Mo receive it into the system after washing, so that he could eat fresh ones anytime.

As for what to eat at noon, just set aside a portion.

When Yang Mo saw Su Yang coming back, he also saw a basket of old thorn buds, so he smiled and said, "I really got a lot of them. Is there no one picking them there?"

Su Yang responded with a smile: "Well, it's all these things, and no one went there. I will go again when I find time tomorrow."

Yang Mo shook his head: "No need, let's just eat something fresh and not save much."

Su Yang didn't say whether to go or not, and asked Yang Mo: "Get some for lunch, how would you like to eat it, and dip it in sauce?"

Yang Mo shook his head: "Fry it and eat it, fried tempura."

Su Yang looked at Yang Mo incomprehensibly: "What is it?"

Yang Mo just smiled: "Come over with your pot, I'll adjust it for you."

What Yang Mo was talking about was breading and frying. In later generations, this method will be called tempura, which seems to be more advanced. In fact, this method is a pure Chinese invention.

Su Yang came over with a basin, and Yang Mo didn't need to look for anything, he could put it in the basin directly through the system.

About a bowl of flour, three eggs broken, put some salt and pepper and other seasonings, put some vegetable oil, and put some water in it.

After seeing that the amount is all set, he said to Su Yang: "Mix these into a paste, wrap them on the old thorn buds, fry them in an oil pan, pay attention to the heat, don't fry them too old."

Su Yang looked at it: "Isn't this just batter, what the hell?"

Yang Mo smiled: "It's tempura, it's what chefs say in later generations, so just treat it as batter."

Su Yang took the batter and went to the kitchen to fry it. Yang Mo first fed the two disturbing spirits in the room, then wiped his hands and started preparing lunch.

Now that the old sprouts are fried at noon, let's eat rice.

Yang Mo brought out two bowls of rice, this time there were two people, and Yang Mo took Jiuxiang rice.

After thinking about it, I took out two more dishes, one with pepper shredded pork and one with red pepper.

Burn the eggplant.This is all for dinner.

Yang Mo is ready here, and Su Yang has also fried the old thorn buds over there, and there is a big pot full.

Su Yang brought up the basin, and he could smell the tempting fragrance from a long distance away.

Yang Mo's appetite was also whetted, and saliva was secreting from his mouth.

This is normal. The fried batter is already fragrant. If you think back to the KFC fried chicken in later generations, it’s that smell.

This is the 70s when oil and food were scarce, and it can be called an absolute luxury food.

Yang Mo waited for the basin to be placed on the table, and without waiting for the chopsticks, he grabbed one and ate it.

Well, it's delicious, fragrant and crispy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It has the aroma of deep frying and the deliciousness of thorny old buds. The taste is bursting and the aftertaste is endless.

"It's pretty good, you're also a good crafter." Yang Moyou picked up one, and praised while eating.

Su Yang felt a little helpless: "I just blew it up, and you put all the ingredients in it."

Yang Mo: "I'm talking about Huo Hou. You've treated me well with your Huo Hou. Why don't you want to do it in the future? You don't plan to think about me serving you all your life, do you?"

"Then how can it be?" Su Yang quickly denied: "I will gradually get in touch with cooking skills. Although the cooking is not as good as yours, I will not be lazy when it is time to cook for you."

Yang Mo glanced at Su Yang in satisfaction, then turned his head and started pinching again.

Su Yang quickly handed her the chopsticks: "Come on, we are not savages, can we be more civilized?"

Yang Mo wrinkled his nose dissatisfied, but still took the chopsticks.

"Poor mouth." After saying this, Yang Moyou said to Su Yang, "Hurry up and eat, it'll be cold later."