Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

They can accept the addition of folded ear root, horse head orchid, gray cabbage, coriander, sweet potato tips, etc., and think they are quite delicious.

But is it serious to plant nettles?

Looking at the pot full of nettles, no one dared to put their chopsticks into the pot. Su Ziling dropped the nettle from the pot and turned it over with chopsticks.

Letting the nettles completely soak into the fungus soup, she took a chopstick and folded the roots of her ears. When she raised her head, she found that everyone was looking at her.

"Eat them all, you're welcome. There are plenty of dishes. If you're not full, we can order some gnocchi or something later."

She ate deliciously, and the hot pot made with folded ear root was really delicious, especially when paired with mushroom hot pot.

"Xiao Qing, how about we plant some more fungi?" Mr. Su didn't dare to do it.

This stinging nettle, if touched normally, will make it full of pimples and extremely itchy. Who would dare to eat it?

Besides, this nettle is full of thorns. Are you sure you won’t prick your mouth if you eat it? Don’t keep your mouth open?

One more thing, even if it is really edible, can this thing be delicious?

Su Ziling raised her head and glanced at them, "Okay, finish the vegetables in the pot before adding the mushrooms. The mushrooms cook slowly."

Mr. Su: "..."

Come on, there's still no way around eating nettles.

After Su Ziling finished speaking, she picked up a chopstick of nettles, put it in a bowl, dipped it in water, blew on it gently, and stuffed it into her mouth.

When she went to pick it up again, she found that no one was eating, "What...what's wrong?"

Mother Su: "Can this nettle be eaten?"

Su Ziling blinked and nodded, "Yes!"

Su A Nai: "Don't you open your mouth?"

Su Ziling shook her head, "I don't care."

Father Su: "Is it delicious?"

Su Ziling: "Not bad."

Now Su Ziling knew why they didn't move their chopsticks. "This stinging nettle is very delicious. Let's try it. It won't make us laugh."

Seeing how happy she was eating, everyone looked at each other, but in the end they couldn't hold it back, so they took one and tried it.

The taste is a bit like pumpkin tips, and the taste is elegant and delicious, with a touch of sweetness.

If you cook it more, it will have a different flavor after the leaves are raked.

"Huh?" Third uncle raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of surprise, "It's really delicious."

Mr. Su also nodded, "It's indeed good. I didn't expect that this nettle is covered in thorns and tastes so good."

The fourth uncle also liked it very much, "Xiaoqing, this nettle tastes really good. Are there other ways to eat it? It can be used to make soup, right?"

"Okay," Su Ziling took out all the vegetables and put them in the basin. She poked the freshly cooked taro with her chopsticks and raked it out, so she took it out together.

"You can make soup, stir-fry, or blanch it and eat it cold, or you can just rinse it and eat it like today." What she actually wants to say is that it will be more delicious if it is coated in flour and egg liquid and deep-fried.

Deep-fried until golden and crispy, it is sprinkled with chili pepper, Sichuan peppercorns and sesame seeds when it comes out of the pan. It tastes crispy, numb and spicy with the fragrance of nettles.

"Just be careful when choosing, use a sickle or sickle to cut, and don't touch it, otherwise the person will be spared anyway." Su Ziling reminded.

"Okay, I'll get some and try it some other day. I've never eaten this before, and I didn't expect it to taste quite delicious." The third uncle also said.

"Brother, I see you've finished cooking the sweet potatoes in your yard. Do you want more?" Third uncle took a sip of wine and looked up at Mr. Su.

"Yes," Mr. Su picked up a piece of taro. "Basically everything that can be sold in our village has been sold, and the rest will probably be kept for eating. I have to go to other villages and ask, there are still more."

"I still have a few hundred pounds at home. I'll bring them to you after I wash them."

After hearing what he said, Mr. Su glanced at him and said, "You have sold everything. What will you eat in the past few months? Don't worry, you won't be able to get new food by then."

"No, I still have to keep some at home, but I won't keep so much. Now I have some spare money in my hand. When the time comes, I will buy some brown rice and mix it with it."

Su Xianhua understood clearly that sweet potatoes cannot bear hunger. Now that he has money, he is more willing to sell the sweet potatoes and buy brown rice, which is more filling.

"Just think about it clearly. When the time comes, wash it and send it directly to your home." The old man nodded.

He turned around and found Su Xianhe looking at him, "Fourth, you don't want to sell it too, do you?"

"Haha, yes, I have a few hundred kilograms. If I save some food, I'll send it over. Anyway, I've eaten enough. I just want to try the taste of buckwheat flour and brown rice."

The hot pot meal lasted until dark, the dishes were all eaten up, two pots of mushrooms were eaten, and the full pot of chicken soup was all added.

"This mushroom hot pot is still very comfortable to eat. My whole body is warm. The coldness of the rain has been dispelled." The fourth uncle stood up and said, "Brother and sister-in-law, please rest, we are going back."

"Let's rest for a while. It's still early. Anyway, there's nothing to do when we go back." Everyone stood up and saw each other off.

"It's hard to walk on the road in the dark and it's still slippery, so I won't stop. I'll come back another day to visit."

On the way back, the two families also said that they must grow more sweet potatoes this year. They have made so many pestles and mortars in the past few days, and it seems that they are going to let their hands and feet go.

Sweet potatoes have a high yield and are easy to take care of. You can sell them for money if you grow them in a variety, and you can eat them yourself.

It had been raining for several days, and it finally cleared up. After the continuous rain, the roads were slippery and it was difficult to do any work. The people in the old Su family started picking up fungi again.

After the rain, the fungi grew plentiful and fat, so they picked the fungi in the morning and started making sweet potato starch in the afternoon.

Axiu is responsible for lighting the fire. The first step is to adjust the undercookedness. After adjusting the undercookedness, mix the flour. Su Ziling really can't complete this step alone because the quantity is large and it is still a laborious task.

So I called Su's father and Su Zizhong for help. The kitchen was too narrow and couldn't be moved around, so I moved it to the yard.

Remove the pot for frying tea leaves and replace it with a new pot. One pot is used to add the powder, and the other two pots are just fine for cooling.

The temperature of the water should be kept at a certain level. Fortunately, Axiu was used to burning fires, so she could control the heat with her hands.

Su Ziling put in the powder, Bai Wei was responsible for scooping it out, Su's mother went through the first cold water, Su Chuanbai went through the second cold water, Su's father was responsible for washing the powder, and Su Zizhong was responsible for drying it.

Mr. Su is responsible for adding fans to Su Ziling. Thanks to their large family, the people on this assembly line are just right.

One assembly line for eight people is just right. At the beginning, everyone was a little confused, but they gradually started to become proficient.

It was even more difficult for Su Ziling. There was no place to hang the scoop for her powder leakage, so she held it with her hands, holding the scoop with one hand and tapping the scoop gently with the other to make the powder leak out.

After a while, she felt that her hands were so sore that she thought that next time she hung up the gourd, she would no longer be able to clap with her hands. She would have to make a wooden hammer or a stick to knock the powder out and clap it with her hands. If so, it will probably be scrapped.