The days when I am farming in the last days
Chapter 15 Sweet
After killing the pig, Tang Ma planned to clean out the refrigerator to free up space and freeze some fresh meat so that it could be taken out to eat at any time in the future.
Although bacon has a unique flavor, to be honest, the meat is of course fresher and tastier.It's just that there was no such thing as a refrigerator before, so fresh meat couldn't be stored, so it could only be marinated and smoked to prolong the storage time.After all, if one pig is killed during the Chinese New Year, it will be the meat quota for the next year, and it must be calculated and eaten.
There are too many things to be busy at ordinary times, and it is rare to tidy up the refrigerator once. Many things are forgotten when they are put in. Tang Han and Jiang Dai helped out, sorting out some meat, some seasonings, ice cream X3, corn X2, and I don’t know. When did you freeze a bag of small tomatoes.
"When did you buy this ice cream? Why is it still here?" Tang Han looked puzzled.
Tang Ma took a quick glance and said, "In the summer, a car came over to wholesale ice cream, so I bought some and kept forgetting to eat them. Throw them all away."
"I'll try it." Tang Han picked out a mung bean cake.
Although it is winter, but because she can guard the stove, she is not afraid of eating ice.
As a result, the package was torn open, only to find that the mung bean cake had turned into a mung bean stick, which was so dehydrated that it was too hard to chew.Tang Han bit off a corner with difficulty, and felt that the taste was completely different from eating ordinary ice cream, it was simply chewing ice cream.
"..." Tang Han silently threw the popsicle in his hand.
"The corn should still be edible, right?" She opened the corn in the fresh-keeping bag and observed it.Probably because it was frozen together with the outer shell at that time, so although some water evaporated, it was not a big problem and it was still edible.
The sealed and frozen corn has a fermented smell, which will be stronger if it is boiled, so Tang Han simply took it to the stove to roast.
The pork marinated with salt and pepper has already been threaded with iron wire. Father Tang also built a shelf in the kitchen, hung the threaded meat piece by piece and arranged them in a row, and then lit a fire underneath, and the smoke went up slowly. The meat can be smoked slowly.
Bacon works best with tree roots.Because the roots of the underground trees will tangle together, forming large and small knots.The oil content in these lumps is higher, it is not easy to burn, and the smoke produced is more and heavier.The best, of course, is the root of the pine tree, and then the oak tree.
These tree roots were all dug by Tang's father and mother from the mountain after the autumn harvest.Of course, the trees growing on it were also cut down. Since the stove needs firewood to burn, the annual consumption of firewood in the family is not low, and a small firewood room was specially built to store these firewood.
Because the water needs to be removed as much as possible, the fire of the bacon has to be burned for five or six days, which is convenient for those who want to roast all day long.
Tang Han moved away the stacked pieces of tree roots, pulled out the charcoal that was burning red inside, and put the corn and husks on it for roasting.The flaming charcoal is wrapped around the dry and hard shell, and after a while, the unique aroma of roasted corn wafts out.
"Sister, this corn smells so good!" Ozawa, who came over to join in the fun, took Tang Han's hand and said.
He is a reserved child, even if he likes something or wants it, he will not say it directly, but will mention it in this envious and admiring tone.Tang Han didn't quite understand this routine at first, but after being reminded by Tang's mother, he finally figured it out.
It is estimated that there are only two corns, so I am sorry to ask for it directly, but I am really greedy.
Tang Han touched his face with a smile, and because it felt so good, he couldn't help pinching it, "Then it's baked and I share it with you, so you can eat it with Dad."
"And what about another one?"
"There is another one that I will eat with Sister Jiang."
Ozawa's eyes widened instantly, "What about grandparents?"
Tang Han felt guilty, but Tang Han wouldn't show it, "Yes, what should I do then? My grandparents are gone. Why don't Ozawa share yours with your grandparents?"
Ozawa was obviously very reluctant, but he still said obediently, "Then...then I will take a small bite, and then I will share it with my grandparents."
Tang Han laughed out loud.
"You, do you feel so fulfilled by bullying children?" Jiang Dai sighed aside.
In fact, the environment here is really not suitable for her.The fire of the bacon was burning in the small space in front of the stove door, so to enjoy the fire, one had to sit on a very low stool and curl up.And because the meat was to be smoked, the door of the stove was closed tightly, and the room was dark, with only a faint fire for lighting.
Regardless of the dark environment or the curled up posture, they are all incompatible with Jiang Dai. She should be wearing a Chinese dress and sitting in a beautiful hall with bright windows.
However, she only came here once with Tang Han, and fell in love with it.
Without him, it's much warmer here than an oven fire.And because it is guarding the charcoal fire, it is much more convenient to bake and eat.Sweet potatoes, potatoes, etc., buried in charcoal, the taste is really...
Jiang Dai even ate less food.
All in all, she was squatting next to Tang Han in a farmer's posture at the moment, and sighed so old-fashionedly. Tang Han glanced at her and couldn't help but disgusted, "Don't talk like that, just like my mother!"
When a normal person is said that, no matter whether he distinguishes it or not, he will be somewhat annoyed.
However, Jiang Dai does not.She followed Tang Han's words and said with a smile, "Good girl, call me Mom."
"You only wanted to be Ozawa's mother a few days ago." Tang Han pointed out calmly, "You are not in the same generation. And you can't give birth to a daughter as old as me."
"It's not bad." Jiang Dai was calmer than her, "Didn't Ozawa call you sister? That's just right. Although I can't give birth to such a big daughter, my mother is also divided into biological mother, stepmother and godmother, so you don't have to." I'm worried."
"Good boy, call someone." Seeing that she was choked so speechless, Jiang Dai turned the corn with tongs and said with a smile.
Tang Han looked at her sideways for a while, then suddenly said, "Jiang Dai, don't you feel that you are much more relaxed now."
Jiang Dai smiled, not surprised by this topic, and turned her head to stare at the fire in front of her, "Thank you, I like this place very much. This is probably what the ancients wanted to live in the garden, right?" People seem to be suffering, but those who live in it can experience unique fun.
Before coming here, Jiang Dai always felt that she was alone. The world is so vast, but there is no shelter.
Now she suddenly understood Su Dongpo's words:
"May I ask if Lingnan should be good? But he said: This is my hometown where I feel at ease."
This place of peace of mind is my hometown...
"Sister, should the corn be roasted?" Ozawa didn't understand the conversation between the two, and watched the corn anxiously. Seeing that the outer shell was burnt, he finally couldn't help asking.
Tang Han picked up one, tore open the shell and looked at it, and felt that it was almost ready, so he nodded and said, "Well, it's baked."
"I'll just take a small bite." Ozawa still remembered the previous promise and said proactively.
With something in his hand, Tang Han rubbed his forehead against him, telling him to get the bamboo basket on the window sill.This bamboo basket was woven by Tang's father himself, and it is about the size of a plate, which is just right for holding food.
When Ozawa stepped on the stool with difficulty to get the bamboo basket, and returned to the stove door, Tang Han put the broken corn cobs in and asked him with a smile, "Ozawa, come and count, now there are corn cobs in it." How much corn?"
"One, two, three, four, five..." Ozawa's eyes brightened as he counted, "There are six!"
"That's right, there are six of them. You can have one for each person." Tang Han said, and took the smallest one and the largest one from it, "This is mine and Sister Jiang's, and the rest of Ozawa will be given to them OK?"
Ozawa nodded excitedly, and left with the bamboo basket in his arms.Tang Han put the big piece of corn into Jiang Dai's hands, "Try it, the corn grown at home tastes different from the ones sold outside."
It is indeed different.Jiang Dai took a bite of the corn and thought, it's sweet.
The author has something to say: I lost the speed of life and death during the day, and gained the speed of life and death at night...
感谢在2020-06-0723:53:52~2020-06-0823:48:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 light and shadow;
Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 3000 bottles for nearly 5 million years;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Although bacon has a unique flavor, to be honest, the meat is of course fresher and tastier.It's just that there was no such thing as a refrigerator before, so fresh meat couldn't be stored, so it could only be marinated and smoked to prolong the storage time.After all, if one pig is killed during the Chinese New Year, it will be the meat quota for the next year, and it must be calculated and eaten.
There are too many things to be busy at ordinary times, and it is rare to tidy up the refrigerator once. Many things are forgotten when they are put in. Tang Han and Jiang Dai helped out, sorting out some meat, some seasonings, ice cream X3, corn X2, and I don’t know. When did you freeze a bag of small tomatoes.
"When did you buy this ice cream? Why is it still here?" Tang Han looked puzzled.
Tang Ma took a quick glance and said, "In the summer, a car came over to wholesale ice cream, so I bought some and kept forgetting to eat them. Throw them all away."
"I'll try it." Tang Han picked out a mung bean cake.
Although it is winter, but because she can guard the stove, she is not afraid of eating ice.
As a result, the package was torn open, only to find that the mung bean cake had turned into a mung bean stick, which was so dehydrated that it was too hard to chew.Tang Han bit off a corner with difficulty, and felt that the taste was completely different from eating ordinary ice cream, it was simply chewing ice cream.
"..." Tang Han silently threw the popsicle in his hand.
"The corn should still be edible, right?" She opened the corn in the fresh-keeping bag and observed it.Probably because it was frozen together with the outer shell at that time, so although some water evaporated, it was not a big problem and it was still edible.
The sealed and frozen corn has a fermented smell, which will be stronger if it is boiled, so Tang Han simply took it to the stove to roast.
The pork marinated with salt and pepper has already been threaded with iron wire. Father Tang also built a shelf in the kitchen, hung the threaded meat piece by piece and arranged them in a row, and then lit a fire underneath, and the smoke went up slowly. The meat can be smoked slowly.
Bacon works best with tree roots.Because the roots of the underground trees will tangle together, forming large and small knots.The oil content in these lumps is higher, it is not easy to burn, and the smoke produced is more and heavier.The best, of course, is the root of the pine tree, and then the oak tree.
These tree roots were all dug by Tang's father and mother from the mountain after the autumn harvest.Of course, the trees growing on it were also cut down. Since the stove needs firewood to burn, the annual consumption of firewood in the family is not low, and a small firewood room was specially built to store these firewood.
Because the water needs to be removed as much as possible, the fire of the bacon has to be burned for five or six days, which is convenient for those who want to roast all day long.
Tang Han moved away the stacked pieces of tree roots, pulled out the charcoal that was burning red inside, and put the corn and husks on it for roasting.The flaming charcoal is wrapped around the dry and hard shell, and after a while, the unique aroma of roasted corn wafts out.
"Sister, this corn smells so good!" Ozawa, who came over to join in the fun, took Tang Han's hand and said.
He is a reserved child, even if he likes something or wants it, he will not say it directly, but will mention it in this envious and admiring tone.Tang Han didn't quite understand this routine at first, but after being reminded by Tang's mother, he finally figured it out.
It is estimated that there are only two corns, so I am sorry to ask for it directly, but I am really greedy.
Tang Han touched his face with a smile, and because it felt so good, he couldn't help pinching it, "Then it's baked and I share it with you, so you can eat it with Dad."
"And what about another one?"
"There is another one that I will eat with Sister Jiang."
Ozawa's eyes widened instantly, "What about grandparents?"
Tang Han felt guilty, but Tang Han wouldn't show it, "Yes, what should I do then? My grandparents are gone. Why don't Ozawa share yours with your grandparents?"
Ozawa was obviously very reluctant, but he still said obediently, "Then...then I will take a small bite, and then I will share it with my grandparents."
Tang Han laughed out loud.
"You, do you feel so fulfilled by bullying children?" Jiang Dai sighed aside.
In fact, the environment here is really not suitable for her.The fire of the bacon was burning in the small space in front of the stove door, so to enjoy the fire, one had to sit on a very low stool and curl up.And because the meat was to be smoked, the door of the stove was closed tightly, and the room was dark, with only a faint fire for lighting.
Regardless of the dark environment or the curled up posture, they are all incompatible with Jiang Dai. She should be wearing a Chinese dress and sitting in a beautiful hall with bright windows.
However, she only came here once with Tang Han, and fell in love with it.
Without him, it's much warmer here than an oven fire.And because it is guarding the charcoal fire, it is much more convenient to bake and eat.Sweet potatoes, potatoes, etc., buried in charcoal, the taste is really...
Jiang Dai even ate less food.
All in all, she was squatting next to Tang Han in a farmer's posture at the moment, and sighed so old-fashionedly. Tang Han glanced at her and couldn't help but disgusted, "Don't talk like that, just like my mother!"
When a normal person is said that, no matter whether he distinguishes it or not, he will be somewhat annoyed.
However, Jiang Dai does not.She followed Tang Han's words and said with a smile, "Good girl, call me Mom."
"You only wanted to be Ozawa's mother a few days ago." Tang Han pointed out calmly, "You are not in the same generation. And you can't give birth to a daughter as old as me."
"It's not bad." Jiang Dai was calmer than her, "Didn't Ozawa call you sister? That's just right. Although I can't give birth to such a big daughter, my mother is also divided into biological mother, stepmother and godmother, so you don't have to." I'm worried."
"Good boy, call someone." Seeing that she was choked so speechless, Jiang Dai turned the corn with tongs and said with a smile.
Tang Han looked at her sideways for a while, then suddenly said, "Jiang Dai, don't you feel that you are much more relaxed now."
Jiang Dai smiled, not surprised by this topic, and turned her head to stare at the fire in front of her, "Thank you, I like this place very much. This is probably what the ancients wanted to live in the garden, right?" People seem to be suffering, but those who live in it can experience unique fun.
Before coming here, Jiang Dai always felt that she was alone. The world is so vast, but there is no shelter.
Now she suddenly understood Su Dongpo's words:
"May I ask if Lingnan should be good? But he said: This is my hometown where I feel at ease."
This place of peace of mind is my hometown...
"Sister, should the corn be roasted?" Ozawa didn't understand the conversation between the two, and watched the corn anxiously. Seeing that the outer shell was burnt, he finally couldn't help asking.
Tang Han picked up one, tore open the shell and looked at it, and felt that it was almost ready, so he nodded and said, "Well, it's baked."
"I'll just take a small bite." Ozawa still remembered the previous promise and said proactively.
With something in his hand, Tang Han rubbed his forehead against him, telling him to get the bamboo basket on the window sill.This bamboo basket was woven by Tang's father himself, and it is about the size of a plate, which is just right for holding food.
When Ozawa stepped on the stool with difficulty to get the bamboo basket, and returned to the stove door, Tang Han put the broken corn cobs in and asked him with a smile, "Ozawa, come and count, now there are corn cobs in it." How much corn?"
"One, two, three, four, five..." Ozawa's eyes brightened as he counted, "There are six!"
"That's right, there are six of them. You can have one for each person." Tang Han said, and took the smallest one and the largest one from it, "This is mine and Sister Jiang's, and the rest of Ozawa will be given to them OK?"
Ozawa nodded excitedly, and left with the bamboo basket in his arms.Tang Han put the big piece of corn into Jiang Dai's hands, "Try it, the corn grown at home tastes different from the ones sold outside."
It is indeed different.Jiang Dai took a bite of the corn and thought, it's sweet.
The author has something to say: I lost the speed of life and death during the day, and gained the speed of life and death at night...
感谢在2020-06-0723:53:52~2020-06-0823:48:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 light and shadow;
Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 3000 bottles for nearly 5 million years;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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