Carrying the Ba Zong's child to farm

The spring water was rushing, and the water gushing out from the ground was quite cold. Zhao Danshi stretched out his hand to touch the stone snail for a while, and then it turned red.

Li Ping took a close-up of his hands. His hands were white and slender, with well-defined joints. Frozen by the water, his fingertips were thin and red, not to mention how eye-catching.

Li Ping planned to cut out this scene when he went back, keep it well, and never show it to anyone except himself. .

No one has touched stone snails for a long time. Zhao Shanshi could find six or seven snails by flicking lightly on the stone wall. It weighs seven catties.

Zhao Shanshi went ashore after touching the snails, dumped them on the rocks, picked them briefly, and threw all the snails that were too small back into the water, then gathered the rest of the snails and put them in baskets.

When going down the mountain, he went to the field as usual and pulled out a few garlic sprouts.

When I got home, the old man took the bamboo basket and put it in the place facing the light, and looked in surprise, "Why are there so many?"

"Few people touch stone snails these days, so much has been accumulated. Grandpa, can this stone snail be raised for one night? Let's fry stone snails and eat them tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll get up tomorrow morning to buy some pork belly and make some twice-cooked pork."

As soon as Zhao Danshi got the first menu from the Watchman, he said to the old man, "Grandpa, buy some more bones. I want to make soup for fried stone snails."

The old man smacked his mouth, "A fried stone snail needs to be served with a big bone, isn't that too expensive?"

Zhao Shanshi smiled: "It's a shame that the child can't be caught by a wolf. Besides, it's the first time I try this recipe. Let's fry it tomorrow and see if it tastes good."

The old man muttered, "This is pork belly and pork bone, and it needs to be accompanied by sour bamboo shoots. Wouldn't it taste good with so many ingredients?"

Early the next morning, Zhao Danshi and Li Ping went to the field to pull weeds, and checked which crops needed to be topdressed. The old man took a bag to buy meat, and even brought back an extra pork bone for Dahei's extra meal. .

Now all the meals are cooked by Zhao Danshi. Every time he cooks, the Watchman will come out to watch and specially train his cooking skills.

To be a chef, one must first practice knife skills. Zhao Shanshi has been chopping a lot in the past two days, and he is already very familiar with the feel of the few knives at home.

He chops and cuts again early in the morning, throws the pig bone into the clay pot and cooks soup, and the vegetables in the pot are fried on high fire, filling the room with aroma.

Li Ping chased his figure with the camera, and when the filming was over, it was almost nine o'clock, and everyone was so hungry.

Li Ping couldn't help but ate three bowls of rice at the table, and felt emotionally, "Shan Shi, your cooking skills are good, and the rice you cooked in the past two days has become more and more delicious."

The old man was proud, "Yunyun has been smart since she was a child, and she can learn everything quickly. A Ping, eat more. Those of you who have to work must eat enough to have strength."

Zhao Dan knew how to cook the rice, he knew in his heart that it wasn't all his fault that the food was cooked well.

Watchman watched from the sidelines and kept scanning Zhao Danshi's cooking. He could scan all these things when the fire was too high, the fire was too low, the heat was not enough, the heat was enough, too much salt was added, and the salt was not enough. And he can remind Zhao Danshi to make amends in real time. With a military adviser like him, it is difficult for Zhao Danshi to cook well.

But this morning's meal was really delicious, and Zhao Shanshi followed Li Ping to eat three bowls.

Doudou, the little greedy cat, was drinking milk and still staring at the food on their dining table, without blinking his eyes, drooling profusely.

Zhao Danshi received his gaze and said with a smile, "Don't be greedy, I can add supplementary food to you in two months."

Babies can add supplementary food one after another at the age of four months, and can simply taste the taste of salt, without having to watch them get hungry.

Speaking of which, it's time for them to buy a batch of rice porridge, and they will be able to drink it right away.

Thinking of this, Zhao Danshi wanted to plant a crop of rice. Although it was a bit tiring to grow rice, it was safe to eat at home.

Zhao Danshi was thinking too far, and his thoughts went for a while, and the movement of chopping the rice in his hands also stopped.

Li Ping glanced at him, tapped the table lightly to remind him to continue eating, "What are you thinking? So focused."

"It's nothing." Zhao Shanshi smiled.

Li Ping looked at Doudou, suddenly frowned slightly, and said, "Something seems wrong?"

Zhao Dan shrugged, and quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, "What's wrong?"

"Doudou seems to have turned over, he wasn't facing us just now."

"Huh, is it?"

Watchman opened his mouth to confirm in his mind, "Doudou did turn over just now, this is the first time he turned over within the range of my perception."

The old man also leaned over, smiling broadly, "That's right, we've learned how to turn around."

DouDou looked at the circle of parents around the basket, smiled foolishly, let out a haha, and opened his little hands to hug Zhao Danshi.

Zhao Danshi hastily picked him up, weighed his small and sturdy body, "Turn over and over, and Doudou should be able to turn over."

The old man's tone was very gratifying, "Doudou grows faster than children of the same age, it's almost there."

Now Zhao Danshi and the others were not in the mood to shoot any videos, they hurriedly finished the few mouthfuls of rice left in the bowl, and kept taking toys to lure him around, asking him to turn over and have a look.

After DouDou flipped through it several times to fully satisfy their curiosity, they reluctantly handed over DouDou to the old man, and the two went to work side by side.

This is the bad thing about being a farmer. The work in the field can never be finished. If you want to be lazy, you just put off today's work until tomorrow, and you can't escape.

The crops in their fields are in a critical period of growth and need a lot of water every day, so they have to water them.

Fortunately, most of their fields are facing water canals, so watering is not difficult, otherwise this alone would be enough for Zhao Shanshi to have a headache.

Under the morning sun, the two watered the ground thoroughly. Zhao Shanshi said to Li Ping: "Brother, if this crop grows well and we make money, let's install an automatic sprinkler system in the field? It's always like this." I feel a little overwhelmed with pouring vegetables."

Li Ping raised his head and smiled at him, "Success, I'll listen to you."

"Our strawberries are almost grown. I wonder if we should go to the city to sell them?"

Zhao Shanshi checked their strawberries. The strawberries they planted can bear fruit from February to July. Although they don't plant much, if they are well managed and given enough fertilizer, they will have a good harvest.

Speaking of which, the strawberries in their family are well-known. The whole county knows that their strawberries are delicious. Strawberries sell for 21 31 catties, and their strawberries sell for [-] catties.

These days, they don't sell many strawberries, so they send them to the town to sell along with vegetables at every other market.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, a new round of strawberries has begun to bear fruit, and they can harvest forty to fifty catties at a time. The market in the town is too small to eat their strawberries. It's been a long time since I went shopping, so I can take a trip to the county town for a while.

Li Ping came over and took a look, "It's true that it's quite popular, but isn't it worthwhile to go to the county seat now? Just because of these strawberries, it's a waste of a day to go to the county seat. It's probably only five or sixty catties cooked here at a time, even if it's a strawberry. It costs 30 yuan a catty, and it’s only [-] yuan if you sell it.”

Zhao Shanshi could tell from his appearance that he had an idea in mind, so he asked, "Brother, do you have any ideas?"

"We might as well sell this strawberry to a certain fruit shop in the county. Although we don't have many strawberries, new ones grow every day, and they should be able to eat fifty or sixty catties at a time for a certain fruit shop. Wholesale The price is a bit lower, but the advantage is stability, labor saving, and we don’t need to sell it every time.”

Zhao Danshi glanced at the strawberry, "It's a good idea, but if it's less than 20 yuan a catty, we'll lose money. And what if other people only want to buy in every now and then instead of every day?"

"What are you worried about?" Li Ping rubbed his head, "We'll find out if we ask, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

"Our strawberries are of better quality than most of the strawberries on the market. As long as the owner of the fruit shop has vision, he will not refuse our supply. Doesn't the nephew of the head of the village drive a van to the county every day? Pick the strawberries early and let him pick them up when he goes to the county."

Li Ping smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you can't sell it. Didn't Watchman say to give you a recipe? We can make strawberry preserves that can't be sold, which can be stored for a long time. At worst, wait for the Taobao store to open." Afterwards, we produce and sell it ourselves. Look at those imported strawberry preserves, isn’t that one hundred and 81 catties? We’ll make a fortune selling the preserves directly.”

After what he said, Zhao Danshi's eyes lit up a little when he looked at the strawberry fields again, as if he saw banknotes.

"Okay, after shooting the video today, we'll send it to the city tomorrow to see if we can find a fruit shop willing to wholesale our strawberries."

"Let's go, the ground is almost watered, let's go back and fry the stone snails, and then apply some fertilizer when we come back in the afternoon."

"Pick some sweet potato leaves and go back to eat. I haven't eaten sweet potato leaves for a long time."

Zhao Shanshi followed his advice and picked a large handful of sweet potato leaves and went back.

When they went back, the old man had almost cut the tail of the stone snail, so Li Ping took out the camera from the room and took pictures of the old man.

The old man held the big rubber tongs in one hand and the stone snails in the other, and each clamped one by one. After a while, a large pile was accumulated in the basin.The old man has worked hard all his life, and he does everything very neatly. While he is pinching stone snails, he still has time to make funny faces and play around.

Li Ping couldn't help but record the interaction between their grandparents and grandchildren, and planned to cut it out when editing, and keep it privately as a souvenir.

Zhao Shanshi smelled the smell of bone broth, and asked, "Grandpa, how many stone snails are left unclamped?"

"Hey. It's almost ready. After you cut the side dishes and prepare the ingredients, I can wash them and send them to you."

Zhao Danshi specially changed into nice clothes and came out to shoot the video. Under Li Ping's camera, he is tall, thin, and extremely handsome.

He moved the cutting board to the side of the tree, stacked the porcelain plates one by one, took the wooden basin to the side to press the well water to clean the things, and then put the pork belly, sour bamboo shoots, dried chili, millet pepper, ginger, and garlic one by one. After cutting it, put it on a plate, and then take out sand ginger, star anise, grass fruit, fragrant leaves, etc. and put them one by one.

The pork belly and fatty meat were put into the dry pan in the kitchen. After all the fat was fried out, the pork belly and fatty meat had been refined into oil residue, and the tangy aroma came out.

Zhao Shanshi scooped up the oil residue, then put the sour bamboo shoots, chili millet, ginger, garlic, scallion knots, etc. into the meat oil and quickly fried them. Shan Shi slammed into the pot.

The oil was hot and the fire was fierce, and after a while, the fragrance came out in bursts.