The days when I am farming in the last days

When he got home, Tang Han sent the basket to the roof, and poured out the chestnut balls to dry.Some of them have been cracked, and the chestnuts can be separated now, but the other part is not completely cracked, it is too troublesome to do it, and it will be easier to deal with it if it is left in the sun for two days.

Then he picked up the big ones, picked some and took them downstairs, and distributed them to everyone. By the way, he urged Tang's mother, "Mom, kill a chicken and stew this chestnut!"

"Then kill it." Tang's mother said, "Go and boil the water, let your father catch the chicken, are you making soup, catch a hen?"

"Slaughter a male, don't stew soup, get chestnuts and roast chicken nuggets." Tang Han thought for a while and said.This is not the kind of food here at home. She ate it out of town and never forgot it. It is rare that the materials are so complete, so she plans to reproduce it.

Ozawa was more excited than anyone else when he heard that the chicken was going to be killed, and rushed to find Father Tang.

Seeing this, Tang Han was happy to save effort, and first went to boil hot water, preparing to blanch the chicken feathers later, then took out a large bowl and called everyone to peel the chestnuts.

After half a year, Tang Han used the induction cooker again, and Tang Han couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. Modern technology is indeed much more convenient.There is no need to light the stove in summer, and it is very troublesome to make a temporary fire every time you cook.Unlike electrical appliances, it can be used anytime, anywhere.

Several people work together, peeling chestnuts is very fast, but it takes some time to kill chickens.

So after finishing it, Tang Han planned to fry a pot of chestnuts to eat first.Although this kind of wild chestnut tastes good when eaten raw, it tastes different when fried.

In fact, when they eat chestnuts, they often put them on the stove and stir-fry them.But this time I picked up enough, and there was no fire on the stove, so Tang Han planned to use a pot to fry.

On the way back, she deliberately stopped at a mountain stream, and dug back a lot of fine and uniform sand.Pour the sand into the pot immediately, turn on a low heat and stir fry slowly.The weather has been fine these few days, the sand has already been dried in the sun, and it began to heat up soon, so Tang Han poured the chestnuts in again.

The next step is to keep stirring to let the chestnuts be heated evenly so as not to burst.This is a purely physical job. Several people work in different shifts, and when they smell the aroma of chestnuts, their arms are sore.No wonder the fried chestnuts on the street are all made of drum machines, which can be turned over automatically, which saves a lot of effort.

In any case, although the process is somewhat laborious, the final product is very good.Except for a few fried ones, the other chestnuts are intact, and because they are heated through the sand, there is no burnt mark on the outer shell, but the chestnuts inside are completely ripe, fragrant and sweet, with a slightly sandy taste. Melts away with a sip.

The only problem is that the air inside the chestnut expands, and it is easy to burn your mouth when you knock it open.

Tang Han hadn't eaten this type of food for a long time, he was careless when he tasted the first one, he got burned, and successfully saved everyone from thunder.

So she was sure that the chestnuts had been roasted. After sifting out the sand with a sieve, she carried the sieve for a while to let the chestnuts cool down in the air.

The chestnuts here are fried, and Dad Tang on the bank has already picked up the whole chicken and chopped it into pieces.Everything was ready, Tang Han saw that it was getting late, so he started preparing to make chestnut chicken.This thing needs to be stewed for a long time to taste, and it is just right to make it a little earlier.

Heat the oil in a pan, deep-fry the chestnuts first, take them out for later use, then add the chicken pieces and stir-fry until they are raw. In this step, put down the seasonings such as bay leaves, cinnamon, ginger slices, cooking wine, etc. to remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor. Bring the water to a boil, turn to low heat and simmer until half mature, then add the chestnuts and simmer together.

The most tormenting thing about making this kind of meat dish is that the whole room is full of the aroma of meat, which makes people's index fingers move, but it still takes a long time to eat it.

So I can only bury my head in the chestnuts.

When the food was all cooked and ready to be served, Tang Han suddenly realized that now that there was electricity, there was no need to eat dinner at dawn, and of course there was no need to start dinner so long in advance.

However, I have been used to eating at this time during this time, so I finally put the table in the yard.

As the sun sets, there is not much heat left, and when the evening wind blows, all the heat is taken away.The few pieces that have been simmering for a long time are completely soft and rotten, and the taste is immersed in the meat, full of flavor.Chestnuts are roasted together with chicken, and it also has a different flavor from fried chestnuts.

In the end, the entire pot of chestnut chicken nuggets was eaten up, and everyone was so stuffed that they had to find Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets to digest their food.

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That night, when Tang Han returned to the room, he found that Jiang Dai had consciously hugged the pillow and moved to the big house to sleep.

She stood at the door, feeling a little complicated for a moment.

Jiang Dai turned her head and saw her, and beckoned, "What are you doing in a daze? Come and sleep."

"Let's talk about it first." Tang Han walked slowly to the bed, not in a hurry to go to bed, but made three chapters with her first, "I will have a good rest tonight, don't make trouble." She said, reaching out and drawing a line on the bed. Line, "Such a big bed, you sleep on your side, I sleep on my side."

"it is good."

Jiang Dai agreed very happily.

Although Tang Han was a little skeptical, it was impossible not to stop sleeping, and finally lay down on the bed full of doubts.

Sure enough, as soon as the light was turned off, Jiang Dai touched it.

"What are you doing?" Tang Han patted her hand away and asked very vigilantly.

"Good night kiss." Jiang Dai said.

It seemed to be a very legitimate request, Tang Han thought about it, turned around cooperatively, and kissed her.

Needless to say, how can a sheep get out of a tiger's mouth?

After the end, Tang Han lay on the head of the bed, deeply reflected on himself, made up his mind that he would never let her succeed next time, and then fell asleep in a daze.

The curtains of the room were not fully drawn, and a bright moonlight shone in through the gap.

The next day, after Tang Han got up, he sat on the bed and thought about it for a while. After learning from the pain, he finally decided that he could no longer pamper Jiang Dai.Although they are now in love, she actually enjoys this kind of intimacy, but this trend must not rise!

So after washing her face and having breakfast, she announced that she was going to pick August melons.This time, she and Jiang Dai did not go alone, but brought two light bulbs, one large and one small.

If you don't believe it, Jiang Dai doesn't know how to restrain herself.

Of course, the reason can't be said that way, I can only say that it is too much trouble to pick the August melon, and the sickle is tied to a long wooden stick, and the weight is really not small, so it is just right for Qin Yu to be a tool man.

Qin?Toolman?Yu didn't really want to follow, but Ozawa was eager to try, obviously looking forward to the formation of this trip, so he had no choice but to hold his nose and agree.

Jiang Dai didn't object from the beginning to the end. Tang Han originally thought that she knew she was wrong, so she didn't dare to object.As a result, after entering the woods and opening the distance between several people, Jiang Dai started to make small moves.

I don't know where she got so many reasons, but she can always fool Tang Han just right, and then seize the opportunity to be frivolous.

Although Tang Han knew that as long as he was steadfast and ignored what she said, he could restrain her.But where is it so easy to be unwavering?

Qin Yu seemed to have noticed nothing on the surface, but in fact he just pretended not to notice: "..."

These two are about the same.

Although Jiang Dai hid it very well every time and never let him and Ozawa see anything, but the two of them avoided at every turn, and he knew what he was doing with his toes.

But he didn't go too far, so he couldn't say anything.

Qin Yu even began to reflect, wondering whether it was time for him to find a partner.

He and his ex-wife were introduced when they were old, married on a blind date, and their relationship was average. Later, they had children, but the family conflicts became more and more intense, and they finally divorced.Having learned such a lesson, Qin Yu has already made up his mind not to think about it. Anyway, juggling both career and children is already enough trouble.

Who knows that an epidemic has trapped people here, and it seems to be a lot free all of a sudden.There are people around me who are talking about love again, and it is impossible not to be affected.

But it was useless to think about it, and he couldn't find a suitable partner in the village.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu became even angrier.

……

Facts have proved that the sickle is very useful, the only problem is that after the vine is cut, the fruit will fall directly to the ground.It's okay if it's not cooked through, it doesn't matter if you drop it.But the kind that is already ripe, the flesh may be broken.

"Next time I have to add a bag under the sickle." Tang Han pondered.

Qin Yu wiped his sweat and couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Do you still want to have a next time? Absolutely not!"

Whoever likes to come will come, anyway, he won't come.

After barely picking half of the basket, there was no sign of August melons nearby, so they called it a day and went home for dinner.On the way, I picked up some chestnuts that grew by the side of the road but have not been patronized by anyone.

When they got home, Tang Ma just came back from the field and took back two baskets of kohlrabi.

The local name is kohlrabi, but it is actually mustard.Tang's mother planted a small piece, and after harvesting, she found that there were still a lot of them.

So after lunch, the whole family was mobilized to clean the kohlrabi throughout the afternoon.This thing is useful all over. The tubers at the root are used to make pickled mustard, and the leaves are used to make salted vegetables, that is, the kind of preserved vegetables in preserved vegetables, so cleaning it is also a big project.

Not to mention the leaves, they must be carefully broken and washed to avoid stains remaining between the leaves.Even the tubers, because they grow so eclecticly, must be brushed carefully with a brush to clean them.

After washing the vegetable leaves, Tang Ma stretched a rope in the yard and hung them to dry.The tubers are packed in a dustpan and also left to dry in the sun.

Wait until the moisture is almost dry before starting to make pickles, otherwise the storage time will be greatly reduced.

So it wasn't until the third day that Tang Ma set up a cutting board in the yard and started cutting vegetables.

Looking at this scene, Tang Han felt a little nostalgic.

In fact, Tang Ma hasn't made pickles for many years, because the conditions are much better than before, and there are fresh vegetables to eat all year round, so there is very little need to prepare them. smell.

But when Tang Han was a student, Tang's mother had to do it every year.And these pickles will eventually be consumed by her and Tang Feng.

At that time, they were studying in the middle school in the town, and because they were far away, they had to live there.Bring two cans of pickles and a few catties of rice every week, and you can get enough food for a week.So no matter how much you make, you don't have to worry about not being able to consume it.

So during that time, Tang Han's deepest impression of autumn was that Tang's mother was sitting in the yard, holding a kitchen knife, cutting or chopping all kinds of ingredients, and it took several days to get them all. After processing, put it in a jar and seal it up.

This year, the epidemic probably gave Tang Ma a sense of crisis, and she started to work harder to store food, so she remembered to toss about these things.

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