National teacher, your man ran away

After busying for several days, I finally bought all the seasonal vegetables available in the whole village, pickled pickled ones, dried ones dried in the sun, looking at the big and small jars in the backyard, Yao Yixin nodded with satisfaction, so A lot, enough for their shop to use until winter.

As for after winter?

Yao Yixin said, in autumn, when the green radishes, red radishes, and long-stalked cabbage on the Zhuangzi are ripe, are you afraid that there will be no seasonal side dishes to eat?In other words, the secret dried radish made by his mother was a masterpiece. Many owners of farmhouses even came to their house and asked his mother to help him make dried radish. I have already set up an online store to help my family sell all kinds of kimchi and pickled vegetables. You can’t get authentic ones in the city, and they have to be dried in the farm yard to be delicious. I don’t have to worry about selling them at all.

Early in the morning, after Yao Yixin had breakfast, he asked someone to take two jars of marinated capers, and prepared to send them to Granny Huang and Lady Hua to taste. I saw Grandma Huang holding a bunch of things and throwing them into the garbage dump outside the yard.

"Grandma, you can let go of this kind of hard work. Didn't I tell you many times? If you have any hard work, just call me or ask Uncle Niu to help. If you continue like this, I can only turn your yard Lock it up and take your old man to our house." Yao Yixin hastily put down the jar, helped Granny Huang pick up the pile of things, and took a closer look, this thing looks familiar.

really--

"What kind of hard work is there? It's just a handful of old amaranth stalks. Taking advantage of the good weather today, I pulled them out and threw them away. The land where amaranth was planted can just be vacated to grow some edamame and green vegetables. "Grandma Huang explained with a smile.Although these amaranth stalks take up a lot of space, they are actually not heavy at all. Such a large pile might not weigh more than three catties.

Old amaranth stalks? !

Yao Yixin's eyes lit up, yes!How did he forget about this?

Now it is July and August, the amaranth planted in spring will grow wildly once the season is over, and there will be fewer and fewer edible young leaves, and they will get old soon. Most people will definitely choose to grow old at this time The amaranth is uprooted and discarded, and then the vegetable plot is vacated to grow other seasonal vegetables.

However, in their hometown, this old amaranth stalk is a good thing!

Many people also go to the vegetable market to spend money to buy bundles of old amaranth stalks, or go to the mountains to find some wild old amaranth stalks, cut them into sections, and pickle a special delicacy - moldy amaranth stalks.

Speaking of which, moldy amaranth stalks, like stinky tofu, belong to the small-scale delicacy of "those who like to eat like it, and those who don't like it can't wait to block their noses". Like stinky tofu, moldy amaranth stalks also have a smell It is famous, and its smell also has a sour smell of rotting plants.

Don't think it smells bad, but many people like it.

Yao Yixin’s mother’s ancestral home is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Moldy amaranth stalks are a famous traditional local dish there. The pickled amaranth stalks are as green as green, fragrant and crispy, smelling bad and delicious. Many locals are most obsessed with them. , is the extreme feeling of moldy amaranth stalks that smells terrible, but tastes delicious.

The method of moldy amaranth stems is not too difficult. Yao Yixin has watched his mother do it many times before, and has long been familiar with the specific steps.The amaranth stalks pulled out by Grandma Huang are just right, not too tender, they will turn into water when marinated, and they will not be too old to taste bad.

For such amaranth stalks, remove the leaves, leave the stalks, wash them and cut them into sections, soak the cut stalks in water, if the temperature is high, soak for one day, if the temperature is low, soak for two days, until the surface of the water floats white If there is no foam, you can take out the amaranth stalks inside and drain the water.Then it's pickled.

In the past, my mother used to pickle moldy amaranth stalks with half a jar of old brine every year, which was more flavorful. Naturally, there would be no old brine with moldy amaranth stalks, but it didn’t matter. Yao Yixin decided to use another simple method to pickle.

That is to put the prepared amaranth stalks in the jar, sprinkle a layer of salt every 2 to 3 layers, and compact them, so that they are stacked layer by layer, and finally seal the mouth of the jar with sackcloth, so that the jar Only then will there be no lack of oxygen, which is conducive to the fermentation of mold, and at the same time can prevent mosquitoes and flies from flying in and "stealing".

The pickled moldy amaranth stalks can be used to steam tofu, steamed dried tofu, steamed edamame rice, or directly steamed and eaten. The remaining half jar of brine will not be wasted. Throw some old tofu or dried tofu in it, and even the common winter melon, pumpkin, loofah, etc. in the farmhouse can be soaked in the brine to "mold", and it is equally delicious when eaten steamed. The flavor is unique, and only Jiangsu and Zhejiang people can experience the wonderful taste.

Thinking of the farm food in his memory, Yao Yixin couldn't help swallowing, and asked Granny Huang: "Grandma, do you still have this kind of old amaranth stalks in your family? Can you give them all to me?"

"There are dozens of them in the yard. If you want them, you can take them. Anyway, if you pull them out, you will throw them away. But what do you want them for? This amaranth stalk is too old. Take it and chop it up and feed it to the chickens. I won’t eat it.” Grandma Huang said in surprise.

"Hey, this is ready, but fresh amaranth is so delicious~" Yao Yixin proudly sold off, telling Grandma Huang not to pull out those amaranth stalks by herself, while he ran quickly with a bunch of amaranth stalks When I got home, I called Uncle Niu and the others to Grandma Huang's house to help tidy up the vegetable field, and tied up the pulled out amaranth stalks and brought them back.

"Remember, the heads and roots can be removed, and the leaves are not needed, but the stalks must not be damaged." Yao Yixin repeatedly reminded, and at last thought about it, she felt uneasy, so she just followed the supervisor and let it go.

Grandma Huang probably really likes amaranth. There is a lot of land in the yard, and the amaranth stalks pulled out can weigh more than 100 catties, which is enough for Yao Yixin to use to make moldy amaranth stalks.

To say that Mr. Guoshi is really bad luck recently, if this time and space also pay attention to the Mercury retrograde in the constellations, the standard of his Mercury retrograde is probably enough to meet the flood level, so he finally rushed to Yaojia Village overnight. , as soon as he entered the door, he smelled an extremely stinky smell of rotting plants, which almost smoked him!

"Little thorn...Yao Yixin! What are you doing?" Barely standing still amidst the stench, the Master of the National Teacher took out a handkerchief to cover his nose tightly, while watching carefully, he happened to see Yao Yixin taking Someone opened a clay pot in the yard. Needless to say, the stench just now must have come from the pot.

"I'm cooking something delicious," Yao Yixin was paying attention to checking the fermentation of the moldy amaranth stalks, when he heard someone behind him asking a question, he answered the sentence naturally, and then felt something was wrong, the voice sounded very familiar!

Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, he saw his ex-husband standing far away at the gate of the yard, covering his nose, looking at the moldy amaranth stalk in his hand. His expression was like that of a cleanliness patient who saw a toilet that hadn't been washed for half a year. The more you dislike, the more you dislike!

"Hehe~ This thing is called moldy amaranth stalks. Don't look at it and smell it. Try it when I steam it. It's so fresh that you can swallow it on your tongue!" Amaranth Stem walked towards Master Guoshi.

Master Guoshi stepped back without a trace, looking warily at Yao Yixin and the foul-smelling plate in his hand.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Yao Yixin saw that her ex-husband's face had changed from livid at the beginning to pale white, and she also knew that this man probably couldn't stand the smell of moldy amaranth stalks, and ordered her to kill her. He took the plate in his hand to the kitchen, and called for someone to cover the jar of pickled amaranth stalks again and put it in the kitchen, then he looked at Master Guoshi.

"I haven't heard of any war at the border recently. Why are you back?"

The biological and chemical weapons were finally taken away, and the face of the Master of the National Teacher instantly eased a lot. Hearing Yao Yixin's question, he immediately gave him an annoyed look: "The north has encountered a drought that has not been seen in a century. The disaster victims have already gone south to flee famine, don’t you have any here?”

"Why not? There are no. 30 people in my family, all of whom escaped from the famine in the north. Now they are working as hired labor in our house. What? The imperial court can't provide relief, and the common people are not allowed to take in the victims?"

Su Nianbai raised his brows, he didn't expect the little hedgehog to become sharp-tongued so soon after leaving the Su's house, or was he just pretending to be well-behaved and sensible in the Su's house?

However, Yao Yixin has always been easy-going and docile, which can make him so angry. Presumably, the situation of the victims who went south is really serious, right?

Thinking of this, Su Nianbai's heart also became heavy.

"Are there a lot of disaster victims going south in Qingjiang County now? Didn't the imperial court urgently order all places to open warehouses to release grain? What? Didn't the county magistrate of Qingjiang County open warehouses?"

"Opening warehouses to release grain? You have to have grain!" Yao Yixin rolled her eyes, "Think about it for yourself, this year's war in the north, and the official warehouses near the border, have they all been transferred a large amount of military rations to support them? Border? It’s not yet the autumn harvest season, there’s not much summer grain left, and the official warehouse is so deserted that even the rats are starving to death, why are you still opening the warehouse? What are you putting in? Rats?”

"Pfft~" Su Lichun followed behind their lord, and when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help bursting out laughing.

The master of his family's national division didn't realize until halfway through. In order to prevent the war this year, he dispatched a large amount of military rations from the border counties to support the front line. After the war subsided, the imperial court was naturally embarrassed to take back the military rations that had been distributed. Simply treat it as the military ration within this year's quota.

However, the whole court never expected that this year the north would encounter such a rare drought. The local autumn harvest grain tax has not yet been confiscated, the grain reserves are insufficient, and it will take time for temporary transportation from various places. However, the victims cannot survive a day up...

The author has something to say: Seeing the birthday wishes that jumped out of Jinjiang, I was warmed up. If I remember correctly, this should be my second year of writing in Jinjiang. I hope I can keep writing, and thank you for your support I don't dislike everyone who is slow in my progress, I love you all!

Happy birthday to myself!Still the same sentence, whether the gift is expensive or not, I don’t need others to babble, I can buy it myself, I don’t need others to be picky, life is short, it’s better to make myself happy.