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

Su Zizhong looked at Su Ziling, and then saw that she looked at him very calmly, and started talking nonsense without blushing or heartbeat.

"I know a little bit. I heard my grandma say that she saw how to fry it when she was in that family before. We can try it."

Mr. Su nodded, "Your grandma is still the best," he chuckled, and changed his voice, "But I am still the best, hey, I got to marry your grandma!"

Mother Su: "Is it difficult to make tea?"

Su Ziling thought for a while, she was very professional and didn't know how to do it, but she could really do it if she could simply fry it and eat it by herself.

In her previous life, she was born in the 1990s. The village was relatively remote and life was very difficult. She often went to the mountains with her grandfather to pick wild tea on weekends and cooked it herself after returning.

One kilogram can be sold for four or five yuan, which is a considerable amount of income in a year.

"It's okay. I'll give it a try first and then I can teach you."

Su's mother responded, "Okay!" Her tone was full of excitement. Su's mother was more studious and wanted to give it a try as long as she could make money.

Looking at this group of people, no one doubted her,

Su Zizhong: "..."

No, no one doubts what she said?

This grandma is not here, when did she tell her?

A group of people carried everything on their backs and carried many things on their backs, and met many people along the way back.

"Dongqing, no, your family is..." The man looked at the old Su family's back, full of doubts, "What's going on?"

Su's father didn't know how to answer. He looked at Su Ziling and then at Mr. Su.

In the eyes of the villagers, he was unspeakable.

The man sighed, "Don't you all start selling tofu? Why do you still eat it like this?"

"This can't go on like this. You have a lot of fields. How can your body bear this kind of food? Let's do this. You come to my house at night and take a bucket home first to eat."

Mr. Su coughed and said, "Cough...cough, no need for that. We have food at home, and this thing is not for eating. I took it home to use its color to dye tofu."

The man suddenly realized, "Oh, that's right, but is this edible?"

Mr. Su nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I specifically asked the doctor in the town. He said that this is a medicinal material. It is used to dye tofu. It not only has a beautiful color, but also makes the tofu have no beany smell. It can also clear away heat and relieve summer heat." effect."

"Oh, that's it." The man looked around, "Why don't you be so discerning? This is the secret of your family's business. You don't want to talk about it everywhere, so be strict with your mouth."

"Go back quickly. Go quickly while there are fewer people. Otherwise, I'm afraid that when there are more people, they will ask questions."

"Hey, brother, let's go first. Come and hang out at home when you have time." Mr. Su responded and led everyone back.

The sun has not yet set when we get home. Now that the days are long and the nights are short, the sun will not set until the end of the Youshi hour (19:00). If it gets dark, it will be the middle of the Xu Shizhong (like 20:30).

After we got home and drank some water, everyone didn't take a break. Mr. Su said, "Don't take a break. Wash the leaves in one go and get up early tomorrow morning to make tofu. Qing girl, you..."

Su Ziling pointed to the tea leaves in the basket and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to fry the tea leaves, otherwise it will be gone tomorrow morning."

Mr. Su nodded, "Okay, then you go get yours, and we'll all wash the leaves." He looked at Su A'nai, "Old lady, then you are responsible for cooking."

Mother Su thought thoughtfully, "Aqing, do you need help?"

"Yes, let Axiu come over and help me light the fire." As she said this, she suddenly thought that the pot at home seemed to have oil on it. "Do we have any pots at home that haven't been oiled? The one that's cooking doesn't seem to be good at cooking, and that one's fried." It probably smells like vegetables.”

Doesn’t the pot at home work?

Father Su straightened up and thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "Wait, I'll borrow the pot."

Fried tea leaves also have high requirements on the environment. There must be no other odors, otherwise the taste of the tea leaves will be destroyed.

So you can't stir-fry in the kitchen yet, Su Ziling looked at Mr. Su.

"Grandpa, I might have to trouble you to set up a stove outside first. Grandma has to cook in the stove. If there are other smells, the taste of the tea will be ruined."

Mr. Su nodded, "It's a small matter."

Mr. Su put down what he was doing and built a stove in a corner of the yard. It wasn't too complicated, he just moved a few rocks and built a prototype.

He patted the dust on his hands and said, "I'll just use it for now, and I'll do a better job tomorrow when I have time."

"Okay." Su Ziling nodded.

At this time Su's father came back. He quickly put the pot on the stove and was panting heavily.

Mother Su: "Oh, it's pretty fast."

Su's father wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I was afraid that Xiaoqing was in a hurry, so I borrowed it and came back."

The pot is very clean, and you can tell that it has been used frequently. "Dad, who did you borrow this from? You haven't cooked in it, have you?"

"I haven't fried it before. I borrowed it from your Aunt Ji. She also has two pots at home. This one is always used for boiling water. I haven't fried vegetables before."

After speaking, Father Su helped light the fire and said to Axiu on the side: "Axiu, come here and help your eldest sister watch the fire."

Axiu, who had been waiting aside for a long time, heard this and ran over with a small stool and sat at the kitchen door.

"Sister, do you want a big fire or a small fire?"

"Fire the fire first, and I'll ask you to remove the firewood later." Su Ziling washed the pot carefully again. When the water vapor in the pot dried, she reached out to the pot and could feel the temperature at the bottom of the pot. You can put the tea leaves into the pot.

At the beginning, the pot will be hot, and the temperature will be a little higher. When the tea leaves change color and become soft, you can remove the firewood and use low heat.

Don't fry too much at one time, otherwise there will be problems with the frying not opening and uneven heating.

The tea leaves were put into the pot, and the pot made a sizzling sound. Su Ziling started to stir-fry, passed her fingers through the tea leaves, raised them up, and the tea leaves fell from the gaps between her fingers. This cycle continued without stopping for a moment.

Axiu couldn't understand, but she knew that the pot was very hot. She stood up, her little face wrinkled into a bun, "Sister, isn't it hot to your hands like this?"

After hearing her words, everyone who was washing leaves stopped and looked in her direction.

Everyone had a worried look on their face.

Su Ziling smiled and said, "It's not hot. I can't touch the pot. Axiu, please pull out the heat a little. It's going to be low."

"Okay." She responded obediently and took out the firewood one by one, leaving only two inside.

The tea leaves had all softened and she began to finish it. This pot was equivalent to a green pot.

When rolling back and forth in the pot, the water in the tea leaves evaporates quickly. Using low heat to wither the tea leaves in the pot can effectively block the fermentation process of the tea leaves and completely retain the essence of the tea juice.

Shake and shake the tea balls to disperse the heat.

Finally, when the leaves shrink into strips, are basically formed, and have a sticky feel, you can proceed to the third step, also known as cooking the pot.