Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

There are a few pink earthworms crawling under the eaves. I don’t know if it’s because too much rain has poured into the soil. Now they are all busy crawling out for air.

She estimated that after this heavy rain, many of the voles in those holes would be drowned.

Zhao Yeqing poured all the soil in the planting pot onto the ground, sprinkled some manure on it and stirred it, and the compacted soil returned to its original loose state.

Soak the pumpkin seeds in warm water before handling the soil in the planting pot.

Its epidermis is relatively thick, so you have to soak it for a few hours and then cover it with a wet towel to accelerate germination, which can increase the survival rate.

After Mu Xi killed the chicken and took care of it, he went to the field to cut a handful of fennel.

Only the young fennel is cut, and the older ones are left to set seeds.

Leafy vegetables and fruits and vegetables were covered with bark, except for sweet potatoes and climbing vegetables.

Sweet potatoes are because the space is too wide, and climbing vegetables are because the shelf is too high.

The cucumbers were already bearing fruit. Mu Xi gently moved the under-grown cucumbers into the shelf where they could be covered by the vines to prevent them from being knocked down by the rain.

When he came back with fennel, he saw Zhao Yeqing throwing earthworms into the chicken coop.

The whole person squatted on the ground and huddled under the big bamboo hat, but his shoulders were still a little wet.

He pulled the person under the eaves, "Be careful of catching a cold."

Zhao Yeqing finished feeding the earthworms in his hand. After putting the planting pot in the house, he turned around and came out to the kitchen to wash his hands.

Mu Xi held a knife and separated the bones from the skin and meat of the chicken in a few strokes. Although the weather had cooled down a lot due to the rain, it was still nearly 30 degrees. The chicken bones were not left to make soup. The two of them drank it last night. Chicken soup, it’s really uncomfortable to drink soup on this hot day.

Several dogs seemed to know in advance that they were about to get snacks, and they gathered around Mu Xi, sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails.

The bones of the chicken were not that hard, and the teeth of the dogs made a clicking sound.

Zhao Yeqing listened to the clicking sound and smacked his mouth, "It happened to be that the potatoes were harvested. We can't eat the fried chicken. It shouldn't matter if we eat a little potato chips, right?"

Mu Xi was chopping stuffing with two kitchen knives, trying to pretend that he didn't hear her because of the loud chopping sound.

But he felt that her tone was pitiful, so he sighed helplessly, "I can only eat a little."

After the fillings were mixed and the dumpling wrappers were rolled out, Mu Xi heated up a pot and prepared fried potato slices. Zhao Yeqing was making dumplings next to him and waiting to eat.

Wash the potatoes with their skins clean, and when the oil is hot, add the thinly sliced ​​potatoes.

The fine oily flowers immediately covered the potato slices, and Mu Xi fried them in two pots, not because there were too many to fry, but because Zhao Yeqing asked for two kinds.

Eat both thin and thick ones.

The thin ones taste good, and the thick ones have a rich aroma. Sprinkling a small amount of chili powder and salt will make them more delicious.

But I could only eat a few pieces of each kind, and Mu Xi confiscated two bowls of potato chips.

"Eat it after you feel better."

I didn’t get enough of the potato chips, but fortunately, the fennel dumplings I had been thinking about for a long time were finally put into the pot and boiled until they floated and you could take them out after half a minute.

Zhao Yeqing likes to eat dumplings with mature vinegar, but Mu Xi is still the same as before, adding some sugar to the vinegar, otherwise it will be too sour.

The two of them ate twenty large dumplings each. Zhao Yeqing said that he had never eaten such delicious dumplings.

In the past, I only knew that there was a big difference between quick-frozen dumplings and freshly made dumplings, but I didn’t expect that the freshly ground flour, freshly killed native chickens and freshly cut organic fennel could be so delicious together.

The chicken is fresh and sweet, and the fennel aroma is rich, but even such a strong aroma cannot cover up the wheat aroma of the dumpling wrappers.

When Mu Xi was mixing the dumpling stuffing, he stirred in some leftover chicken soup from last night. The chicken soup was absorbed by the vigorously whipped meat filling. After it was cooked and he bit into it, the delicious chicken soup filled his lips and teeth. .

The satisfaction brought by the dumplings made Zhao Yeqing not want to eat those two bowls of potato chips all night. The weather was humid and it would become soft if he didn't eat it. Mu Xi didn't want to waste it, so he could only finish the potato chips before going to bed with his belly full. .

The feeling of contentment only lasted one night, and when she thought about the potato chips the next day, she realized they were gone.

Mu Xi said with a serious face, "You can't eat it."

Zhao Yeqing could only wait for the ulcer to heal before he could enjoy the joy of hiding in the house during the rainy season, holding potato chips and watching TV series.

But this wait lasted for a week. After the rainy season continued for more than ten days, it finally gradually became lighter.

When the temperature rises a little at noon, it will be drizzle, and after noon it will be light rain or moderate rain.

But at least I can go out with my hat.

Mu Xi was a little worried about the citrus orchard and planned to take a look.

After Zhao Yeqing waited for Mu Xi to go out, he boiled some syrup in the kitchen and placed it next to the beehive.

It has rained recently and bees cannot go out to collect honey. Even if they can go out, most flowers will probably lose their pollen in a short period of time, so they have to make syrup to feed the bees.

The syrup was boiled from the sweet sticks in the backyard. Zhao Yeqing broke off two sticks to experiment and found that the syrup could be boiled, but the sweetness was not quite enough and the sugar yield rate was not high, so he had to wait for a while.

The sugar boiled from the sweet stick is the same as sugar cane. It is red. If you want to turn it into white sugar, you have to decolorize and precipitate. The process is too troublesome and she only knows a theory. Blindly doing it will only waste brown sugar. Anyway, she will eat it by herself. That's all she thought. Just use it.

Now half of the wheat ears on the sweet stalks can be used to save seeds. Zhao Yeqing carefully selected the suitable seeds and preserved them.

When Mu Xi came back from visiting the citrus orchard in the afternoon, there were still a lot of fungi in his basket.

"I picked wild oyster mushrooms and I've kept the stems."

Zhao Yeqing took it in surprise, carefully put it aside, put down the sweet stem he was still biting in his mouth, and immediately prepared to process the oyster mushrooms.

She had been thinking about growing some fungi for a long time. Ordinary wild mushrooms are difficult to plant and cultivate. Shiitake mushrooms are easier. But to grow shiitake mushrooms, you have to drill holes in trees. She has never seen it done in practice, so she can only give up. .

After thinking about it, she felt that the only one with the highest success rate was the oyster mushroom.

Wild oyster mushrooms are not as easy to find as porcini mushrooms in their mountains, so finding them this time can be considered an unexpected harvest.

Mu Xi wiped the water droplets on his hair and said to her, "Didn't we clean the ditch at the citrus orchard last time? There are some willow trees growing beside the ditch at a low altitude. It happened to have been wet recently due to rain, so we went there. I saw this oyster mushroom growing on it.”

Zhao Yeqing took out all the remaining glass jars at home, sterilized them and dried them, then took some wheat and boiled it in water until it boiled.

After draining the water from the pot, drain the wheat and lay it flat to dry in the shade.

Take out a rarely used knife, put it on the fire to sterilize it and let it cool, then cut off the roots of the oyster mushrooms that are still stained with soil.

The weather was humid, so it took a long time for the glass jar to dry. Zhao Yeqing put the glass jar with water droplets on the inner wall on the fire for a while.

The water droplets evaporated and turned into mist, making the entire glass jar foggy. However, it didn't last long before it was completely dried by the high temperature.