No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

The preparation of pickled cabbage is simple. Li Aniang only needs verbal guidance, and Li Jinniang can do it alone.

On the second day, we have to go to the fields to plow the first plowed land again, and then we have to open the rows and sow the seeds.

So the ingredients for pickled vegetables had to be prepared that night, and several women sat on the bench around the big wooden basin.

Li Aniang put twenty or thirty kilograms of cowpeas into the basin. The quality of these cowpeas was indescribably good. There were no insect holes, spots or yellowing, so there was no need to pick them hard. They only needed to wash them gently.

Since you want water spinach, also pickle some celery, water spinach, cucumber and radish.

Xu Qing took out the wild vegetables picked two days ago and the basket: "Mom, the wild vegetables have been cleaned and dried. Let's pick some too."

"Okay, Jin Niang, go get the jar. You don't have to wash it after pouring the brine. Let your sister-in-law teach you how to make wild vegetables." Aunt Li was busy washing vegetables when she saw Li Silang squatting aside and stretching his neck. Seeming to be very interested, she joked: "Shiro also wants to learn to cook kimchi? I didn't see you coming to see how I made it in the past. Why are you squatting here now? Your second brother is lying in the room. Don't disturb his rest." Don’t stay here anymore, if you’re really bored, take Tuan Lang to the house to play.”

Li Silang refused to go away, and acted coquettishly next to Li Aniang: "I just want to see how grandma and sister-in-law cook!"

Of course, Aniang Li couldn't resist her youngest son's coquettishness, so she ignored him and asked him to stay alone. As long as it didn't hinder them, he could watch what he wanted.

Xu Qing smiled, turned to look at Li Jinniang who had brought the pickled pots, and gently guided her to pickle the pickled vegetables: "I have dried several jars of cold water and placed them under the eaves. Remember, pickled vegetables require one pound. A spoonful of salt is needed for wild vegetables. Now the wild vegetables in the basket weigh about seven or eight kilograms. Take enough salt and mix it into cold water." Xu Qing pointed to the water pitcher and salt shaker on the side and taught Li Jinniang how to cook wild vegetables step by step.

Li Silang couldn't understand, so he squatted aside and asked, "I saw that you don't need to add water to the water spinach you cooked last year?"

Li Aniang was busy with her hands, and the most annoying thing was that people asked questions to distract her, and they were such simple questions. She said angrily: "You're just here to cause trouble. There are many ways to cook watermelon. Just look at it. I don't have time to explain it to you in detail."

"If Si Lang wants to help, how about peeling the garlic?" In order to prevent Grandma from scolding Si Lang, Xu Qing hurriedly found something for Li Si Lang to do while explaining: "The kohlrabi cooked last year was pickled with salt. That wastes salt, so our family does less."

Li Silang nodded as if he understood something, but in fact he understood nothing and peeled the garlic in his hand in a daze.

After Li Jinniang mixed the salt water, Xu Qing no longer explained to Li Silang, but concentrated on teaching Li Jinniang how to make pickles.

Rub the wild vegetables with a little salt for a while, then place the wild vegetables at the bottom of the jar and compact them little by little. Finally, fill the jar with cold salt water, and finally seal the sauerkraut jar and place it in a cool place for fermentation.

For wild vegetables last night, Xu Qing used another method to make pickles. She rolled up small handfuls of washed and dried cowpeas and put them in the bottom of the jar. Then she asked Li Jinniang to put the radish, cucumber and celery into the pickled vegetables. In the jar, pour cold salt water, put a handful of raw peppercorns and a few cloves of garlic, and finally seal the jar.

A few people only did this, and the moon was already high in the sky.

It was late at night, and since they had to be busy with the fields the next day, they went back to their rooms to rest one after another after taking care of these things, leaving Li Jinniang to deal with the remaining cabbage by herself tomorrow.

Li Silang was also driven back to sleep. He sighed and got up and went back to his room with a look of reluctance.

After watching for so long, he still didn't ask what special attention should be paid to the pickles. There should be reasons for the seemingly random steps taken by the sisters, but he didn't understand it yet.

worry!

Li Silang scratched his head, what should he tell Brother Ji now?

Ji Qingyue was thinking about pickled fish, but he didn't know how to pickle pickled cabbage. He originally wanted to ask Li Erlang to ask, but Li Erlang was busy with spring plowing these days. They just slept and had time to eat. They had no chance to say a word, so Ji Qingyue could only entrust Li Silang to ask him how to make sauerkraut.

Li Silang originally wanted to ask his sister-in-law directly, but he couldn't find the opportunity. It was rare to see them making pickled vegetables with his own eyes, but it was as if he hadn't watched. The more he watched, the more confused he became.

Why are there so many steps to make sauerkraut? It’s much harder than practicing calligraphy!

Lying on the kang at night, with Li Erlang snoring softly in his ears, Li Silang was determined to look at his sister's water spinach tomorrow and write down the process on paper.

Before dawn the next day, the people who rushed to work in the fields were ready. Li Erlang carried the iron plow, others took tools, and Li Aweng pushed the cart. On the cart were the millet seeds to be planted today.

After plowing for the second time, seeds should be sown to cover the soil. When it is time to water, water should be diverted from the canals into the fields. Fields far away from the canals must be watered by water.

So there were only three children left in the family. Li Tuanlang, who was still in his dream, was carried into Li Erlang's room by Xu Qing, and slept with Li Silang who was not yet awake. After sending the family out, Li Jinniang locked the courtyard door and returned to the kitchen. To prepare the pancakes for tomorrow, we have to pickle the cabbage dried in the yard later.

Wait until the hot summer and make soup or light soup. The taste will be excellent, refreshing and appetizing.

Li Silang opened his eyelids slightly and vaguely heard the sound of water coming from the yard, and then suddenly woke up. When he stood up in a hurry, he accidentally bumped into Tuan Lang next to him. Tuan Lang murmured dissatisfiedly, and Li Silang hurriedly patted him after he woke up. She patted her little nephew's chest to comfort him. After watching Tuan Lang fall asleep again, he quickly got up.

He still has tasks to complete today!

The temperature in the early morning was still not high, with a slight chill. Li Silang put on his clothes, washed up in a hurry, and rushed to the yard, where Li Jinniang happened to be kneading the cabbage.

She cut a cabbage in half, took out a small handful of salt from the salt jar, and sprinkled it on the cabbage.

Ji Qingyue picked a large basket of cabbages and handed them to Li Erlang. There were more than thirty cabbages, each weighing two or three kilograms, which could not be held in one hand. However, after pickling, they did not look so much.

Li Silang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his sister had just started, and hurriedly squatted aside and smiled flatteringly: "Sister, what is the first step with water spinach?"

Li Jinniang kept moving her hands and asked him, "Why are you asking these questions? Since you want to know, why don't you make pickles with me?"

Li Silang held a pen and paper in his hand, his expression a little tangled: "Sister, can't you tell me directly?"

"No, I can't tell you until you do it, otherwise I will have to be distracted to answer your questions! Today we have to work on the stove. The two cousins ​​​​are heavy and can't get off the ground. My mother is so busy that she has blisters on her mouth, and my second brother is even more worried. The old injury hasn't healed yet. I need to finish the work at hand and get down to the ground quickly. If you don't want to help me, go to the kitchen and help me watch the fire!" Li Jinniang burst out one word after another. Not only did she move her hands neatly, He also speaks in a hurry, which is a sign that he is going to go crazy in a hurry.

Li Silang didn't dare to offend his sister anymore, so he quickly put down the pen and paper, washed his hands and came to help. Following the movements of his sister's hands, he salted the cabbage and placed it neatly in the empty basin aside.

Even though Li Silang had never cooked watercress before, he became proficient in the action after repeating it a few times. The two of them quickly coated all the watercress with salt. After finishing, Li Jinniang stood up and returned to the kitchen with the salt shaker in her arms: "Go and see See if Tuan Lang is awake? If so, go out with him for breakfast."

Li Silang looked at the pots full of cabbage and wondered why his sister hadn't put them into the jar yet. "Sister, why don't you put the cabbage into the jar?"

Li Jinniang didn't look back: "Wait."

By the time Li Silang and Li Tuanlang finished their breakfast, Li Jinniang had finished kneading five kilograms of multi-grain noodles. At this time, she came out of the kitchen and saw her younger brother and Xiaotuanzi surrounding the wooden basin, staring eagerly at the rice noodles inside. vegetable.

When the two of them saw her coming out, Li Silang pointed to the wooden basin in surprise: "Sister, look! The cabbage was piled so high just now, but now it has shrunk so much!"

Li Tuanlang started cheering from the side.

Two little fools.

The sauerkraut jar has long been washed and drained. Now the cabbage is almost dehydrated and can be placed in the jar to continue fermentation and storage.

Li Jinniang squeezed out the water from the water cabbage in the wooden basin, stacked them neatly into the jar, and pressed them tightly with all her strength. Then she asked her younger brother to bring the washed stones over, fill them into the jar piece by piece, and finally put the pieces from Pour the water from the cabbage into the jar to cover the top of the cabbage.

In this way, you're done.

Li Silang scratched his head again. It's strange to say that this time I followed my sister to make kohlrabi. Although I didn't record the steps on paper, every step was clearly printed in my mind and could be written out at any time. On the other hand, last night, he stared at I was afraid of missing every move I made. I asked her a few questions when she was free, but in the end I didn't remember anything.

He looked at Li Jinniang thoughtfully, and seemed to understand the meaning of sister asking him to try making pickles.

Li Jinniang moved the pottery pot to a corner to hide from the light, patted the dust in her hands, and turned around to see her brother standing behind her obediently, thanking him shyly.

She touched Li Silang's head, then calmly took out a piece of paper from the secret pocket in her sleeve and handed it to Li Silang: "Go play with Tuan Lang, and then go help in the fields after I bake the pancakes. "

After seeing the contents on the paper clearly, Li Silang froze on the spot.

It turns out that what was written on the thin piece of paper were several ways to cook water spinach, which Li Jinniang summarized from memory after returning to her room last night.

"When harvesting the vegetables, select the best ones and bunch them up. Make salty water and make it very salty. Wash the vegetables in the salt water and place them in an inner urn. If there is any fresh water left, mash them. Take the salt water and pour it into the urn. Stop as soon as there is no food left, no more mixing."

"Select and treat, wash and dry the vegetables, soak the vegetables in hot soup until they are cold and soft, fry them in boiling soup, then boil them out, add salt water for a while, pound the rice juice into the urn, and stop when there is no more vegetables."

"Stir it with water and salt to kill the vegetables; you can also stir it in a row and mix it with salt."

Looking at her dumbfounded brother, Li Jinniang couldn't help but poke him on the forehead: "Look at how stupid you are. You couldn't remember it after watching it for a long time last night. It was all in vain." After that, she returned to the kitchen to cook pancakes.

There were three methods of making kimchi recorded on the paper. No matter how Li Silang thought about it, only the first and third methods were used last night and this morning. If it was the first time that my sister learned to make pickled sauerkraut, how did she know the second method? Could it be that Aniang had done it before, and Ajie happened to remember it when she saw it when she was helping out?

But the key is not whether the elder sister can pickle sauerkraut, but that she recorded this piece of paper and handed it to him!

Thinking of this, Li Silang couldn't help but shrink his neck and quickly pulled Tuan Lang towards the study.

In the painting, Ji Qingyue is busy checking the condition of the wheat. The wheat has turned yellow, and the ears of wheat are filled with precious wheat grains.

He couldn't tell how long the wheat had grown before it entered the optimal harvesting period, so he had to wait until Li Erlang came back to make a decision.

Ji Qingyue was squatting beside the wheat field when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, and then Li Silang called in a low voice with excitement: "Brother Ji——"

Just as Ji Qingyue walked to the bridge, he heard Li Silang excitedly asking him to reach out quickly, as if he wanted to give him something.

When I got the thing and took it back, I saw it was a piece of paper.

The handwriting on the paper is very graceful, and it is definitely not written by Li Silang, who just learned to hold a pen.

Li Silang hugged Tuanlang and explained: "These are the three methods of pickling sauerkraut recorded by sister. Brother Ji can pickle sauerkraut by himself according to the above methods."

Good guy, although the text is of the same origin and he can understand most of the written words, he needs to digest the meaning expressed above and mobilize the classical Chinese he learned in nine years of compulsory education to translate the meaning on the paper. .

The writings of the same origin contain the everlasting knowledge and culture.

Even though it was a bit difficult and obscure to read for the first time, after reading it a few times, Ji Qingyue miraculously felt the meaning of the text.

He probably knows what these three pickling methods are.

"Who wrote this?"

Li Silang answered honestly: "My sister wrote it." He hesitated and thought for a while, and finally said: "Brother Ji, my sister seems to have guessed it."

Ji Qingyue's reaction was indifferent. His thoughts were all about pickling sauerkraut. With sauerkraut, he could make the pickled fish he longed for. Don’t waste the fish head. If you don’t have chili pepper, you can try the pepper fish head.

"Okay, thank you for helping me get this paper, and thank you sister!" Ji Qingyue no longer cares about his existence being discovered by more Li family members.

Li Silang was a little angry, and he complained: "Last time, the third brother clearly knew that Brother Ji lived in the painting, but he pretended not to know anything to scare me! The second brother did the same! He did it twice! "

During the Chinese New Year, Li Silang received two amounts of money to suppress evil spirits. When he hid the money, he found that there were twenty more copper coins in the purse. He was confused and vaguely guessed what was going on.

That night, he finally waited until the third brother fell asleep, and then ran out to find Ji Qingyue to ask about the money.

Unexpectedly, the two brothers repeated their old tricks and shocked him. At that time, he was worried that he would be beaten for lying, so he could only stand hesitating, feeling too tortured to say a word, and begging his two brothers for help. Circle over.

Being nervous and unable to care about so much, Li Silang kept winking at the second brother. The second brother in the darkness seemed not to notice, and actually followed the third brother to tease him! !

It's going to scare him to death! !

Two bad brothers!

Ji Qingyue comforted him: "There will be no next time. If they still tease you, I will be the first to stand up!"

"Then tell me, besides us, who else in the family knows Brother Ji?" Li Silang was really frightened.

Ji Qingyue thought about it, and it seemed that no one except Li Erlang knew that Li Aweng knew about his existence, so he told Li Silang honestly.

Li Silang nodded: "I heard from grandma that Aweng was the best scout in the scout camp when he was young. He was the best at spying and hiding."

As long as Li Aweng doesn't want to say it, no one will find out.

Unexpectedly, the old man was a scout and a spy before. The more Ji Qing thought about this era when all the people were soldiers, the farmers in the fields, the vendors on the street, the porters carrying goods... No matter how ordinary they looked on weekdays, they would all be afraid of them. He is a man who has experienced war and been on the battlefield. He can break the necks of ordinary people by jumping up.

The truth is beyond appearances.

The more Ji Qing got the tutorial on pickling sauerkraut, he eagerly went back to practice it.

Pickled fish, here I come!