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

There was quite a lot of ice powder in this piece. The three people picked it for half an hour, and the baskets were full. They poured the ice powder fruits in the baskets into sacks, tied them well, and hid them in the grass. The three of them changed the ice powder fruits again. I picked it somewhere, thinking that I would pick it up when I came back later.

They didn't go too far when they saw another piece. Su Ziling looked around while picking it, "Uncle Yonghe, what's in the mountains over there."

The mountains opposite looked particularly green, but they were still far away and couldn't be seen clearly.

"Which way?" Su Yonghe straightened up and followed her gaze, "Oh, that mountain is a bamboo forest. I don't know what's inside. I've never been in it."

bamboo forest?

Su Ziling's eyes lit up, "There should be bamboo shoots, right?"

Su Yonghe paused, "Yes, there are, but the bamboo shoots in the past two days are not very tasty. Wait until winter comes to dig them up. Winter bamboo shoots will be delicious."

Just have it, don’t worry about it!

"It's okay, let's go dig a few of them later, taste them, and dig them again if they taste good."

There is not much food to eat at home these days. All the vegetables in the vegetable field have been cut down and dried, and the ones that have just been planted are not edible yet.

Therefore, their family has been eating wild vegetables for several days, including water celery, water coriander, dog ear root, horse head orchid, and sweet potato tips, and they are all tired of eating them.

Every day I either stir-fry mushrooms or mushroom sauce, and serve them with cold side dishes. Two meals a day is okay, but eating them for half a month is really scary.

That's why last night's pickled fish, spicy crab and green and red peppers were particularly popular. I finally changed the dishes. If I don't change my face, I will eat green.

"Okay, I'll go with you when we pick it here, but the bamboo shoots are really not tasty and a bit bitter." Su Yonghe spoke but his movements did not stop at all.

bitter?

"They are probably bitter bamboo shoots. It's okay. When you go back and cut them into slices, add some salt when you blanch them. After blanching, put them in a basin and soak them in cold water. This way, they won't be bitter when you eat them cold or stir-fried."

Bitter bamboo shoots, this is what she has the most experience with. In her last life, she planted a large field of bitter bamboo shoots at her door. She used to cook and eat them like this. She used them to stir-fry bacon, twice-cooked pork, etc. They were the most fragrant.

The cold salad is also delicious, crunchy and slightly bitter, which is just right for clearing away heat, detoxifying and easing urination.

Or it can be blanched and dried in the sun for storage. It is also very delicious when used to cook hot pot or soup.

Su Yonghe was dubious. It was not that he had never eaten these bitter bamboo shoots before. It was really bitter. If he was very hungry, he could still take a few bites, but he couldn't eat more.

But after hearing what Su Ziling said, he really wanted to give it a try, "Okay, I'll take you to dig after picking."

Su Zimu didn't say a word, even after picking so many ice-pink fruits, he couldn't be happy.

"Er Niu, what's wrong?" Su Ziling glanced at him. This kid was so abnormal. He usually talked a lot and seemed like a chatterbox, but today he didn't even speak.

She was still thinking, maybe she became a nerd because of her studies?

Su Zimu frowned, "Next time I won't come with you, I'll just go pick up the fungi!"

Su Ziling was quite surprised. Usually this kid would like to run after her, "What's wrong?"

Su Zimu stood there, filled with resentment, "Look at my head."

Su Ziling only glanced at it and couldn't bear it anymore, "Hahahaha, why are you stuck like this?"

Su Ziling thought, thanks to the ghost needle grass, if it was Xanthium, he would probably have a Buddha hairstyle.

Su Ziling wouldn't be able to tell if he was too short. He was not as tall as a blade of grass. How embarrassing to say it!

Su Ziling was really afraid that if he kept it sticky, he would shave his head, "Stop picking it off and wait for us outside."

Su Zimu looked at it and saw that there weren't many left, so he went out with a basket on his back and sat on the roadside, picking up the thorngrass on his head with both hands.

The ice powder fruits I picked today can yield more than twenty kilograms of seeds when I go home. One kilogram of ice powder seeds can produce thirty kilograms of ice powder. Add in the sugar water and chopped peanuts, and you can get about seventy bowls.

A bowl sells for five cents. The peanuts are grown by oneself, and the sugar can be boiled by oneself. These are free of charge. In this way, a pound of ice powder seeds can be sold for about three hundred and fifty cents.

Calculated in this way, what they picked today can be worth seven or eight taels of silver, and that's not counting those picked by children.

Thinking of this, Su Ziling smiled so hard that her tofu business was gone, and her ice powder business could just be picked up, but she didn't plan to let others sell it, she wanted to sell it herself.

Pick more and sell some in the mountain col. The rest will be cooked and sent to restaurants.

She has thought about it, and will sell it directly to the restaurant for five cents a bowl. In this weather, if she sets up a stall and sells it by herself, she will be delayed for an hour and a half on the road, and it will take about an hour to sell it. She is afraid that it will not be sold by then. After that, the ice powder was heated by the sun.

She could also make her own ice, but that would significantly increase her costs.

It took another half an hour for the two of them to finish picking the piece of ice-pink fruit. Su Zimu, who was sitting on the roadside, had only picked half of the thorngrass on his head. Su Ziling put the backpack next to him.

He told him, "You look at the basket here while we go dig two bamboo shoots."

Su Zimu raised his head and glanced at the mountains not far away, nodded, and replied, "I understand."

The baskets on his back were full, and the two sacks he brought were also full, so Su Ziling took the sickle and broke off the bamboo shoots with her bare hands.

I thought about digging a few to taste the taste. Next time I can bring a backpack to dig, dig more, dry them and save them for winter.

When the time comes, it can be used to stew chicken, stew duck, or stir-fry twice-cooked meat for hot pot, etc. You can eat more with one bamboo shoot.

The mountains were not far apart, and after walking for a while they arrived at the bamboo forest.

Probably not many people come to chop bamboo. The bamboo forest is very dense, so it is a bit difficult to go in and break the bamboo shoots.

The two of them broke around the bamboo forest. There were many bamboo shoots and they were densely packed. They broke off a few randomly and peeled off the shells, leaving only the bamboo shoots.

Worried that it would not taste good, Su Yonghe didn't break it more, so he broke off seven or eight pieces, thinking that it would be enough for two meals.