Moving from the city to the countryside

By the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the relatives of the Zhu family had basically finished visiting.

Even if Zhu Wenxuan calculated carefully, he moved the presents around and gave them away. In the end, the most leftovers in the family were eggs and sugar =_=

This is also impossible.

After all, Grandma Zhu's age and seniority are there. When relatives come to the door, they are not eggs and sugar, but also nutritional products.

Fortunately, it is also feasible to give those soy milk powders to families with children.

Otherwise, if you stay at home, no one will like it.

Even Guo Jianjun, who has never been picky about food and can eat anything, doesn't like it.

There are more than 200 eggs and [-] catties of sugar in the house (this is still the result of transferring most of them =_=), and the result is that from now on, Zhu’s three meals a day will have several dishes related to eggs.

For example, for breakfast, you can eat fried eggs, steamed eggs, boiled eggs, poached eggs...

Lunch and dinner are all kinds of scrambled eggs: cucumber scrambled eggs, leek scrambled eggs, tomato scrambled eggs, sea pepper scrambled eggs, bitter gourd scrambled eggs, shredded ginger scrambled eggs, beans scrambled eggs... as long as you can scramble eggs, you will be beaten a few times. Add an egg and scramble together.

In the end, even Guo Jianjun's supper failed to avoid the "aggression" of eggs.

Today is a plate of golden egg fried rice, tomorrow is a plate of oil fried rice with a golden fried egg, the day after tomorrow is noodles, but it also comes with a poached or fried egg...

In short, the Zhu family can no longer stop the "destruction" of eggs.

After such a week, Grandma Zhu and Guo Jianjun couldn't eat the eggs anymore.

As the head chef at home, the family members are slapping themselves in the face for their dissatisfaction with the diet.

Zhu Wenxuan counted the remaining eggs. This week they ate a total of 120 three eggs Σ(°△°|||)︴

To be precise, it is 120 two, because one fell to the ground and broke, and was eaten by the chicken that Grandma Zhu gave to the chicken coop =_=

(Chicken who don't know the truth:...)

There were more than 100 eggs left, Zhu Wenxuan picked out the double-yolk eggs, and there were fifty of them.

Although salted duck eggs are made of duck eggs as the name suggests, you can still use them when there are many eggs and no duck eggs.

It tastes just as good when done.

Salted duck eggs... no, they are salted eggs, which are relatively simple to make.

Prepare two bowls, one filled with salt and the other filled with high-strength white wine.

First put the eggs into a white wine bowl, wet the surface, then put them into a salt bowl, and roll them until the surface of the eggs is covered with salt. Finally, put the eggs in a pocket and seal them for storage.

The temperature at night is still relatively low now, so the salted eggs have to be stored for at least a month until the salt on the surface of the eggs melts.

Successfully made salted eggs have a lot of egg butter, and the color is reddish. It looks very pleasing, and its taste is the same as its color. Just one bite will make people fall in love with it.

After making the salted eggs, there are still many eggs left.

Zhu Wenxuan thought to himself, since he is tired of steamed, boiled, fried and fried, he should switch to braised ones.

Sure enough, Grandma Zhu and Guo Jianjun both said that there was an extra marinated egg for breakfast: It’s okay to accept it, and you can continue to eat it for a few days.

On this day, Zhu Wenxuan went to Ganxi Dam to check the growth of garlic sprouts. When he came back, he saw many people gathered around the door of a house.

He is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and was about to leave when he saw someone coming out with a big bag of cakes.

Only then did he remember what this family was doing.

——The only one in the village that specializes in cakes, and works part-time as pot helmets, steamed buns, pancakes and other noodles.

Although it is said to be a cake professional, in fact, it is some ordinary cakes.

There are generally three shapes, small squares, mushroom umbrellas, and bananas =_=

Zhu Wenxuan reckoned that the last one was a mold specially bought to please children.

Cakes are usually not easy to sell in the village, but during the busy farming season, the sales soar, and the supply is often in short supply and sold out.

The reason.

After all, he is a farmer, and no one is willing to spend money to buy food on weekdays.

At most, it is to buy it for children and the elderly to satisfy their cravings, and to show their filial piety.

And when it comes to the busy season, everyone is eager to compress the five-day work into three days, fearing that the "opportunity" of crops will be delayed.

Therefore, when you go out to work, you usually bring dry food, and few people go home for lunch.

In particular, tasks such as cutting rice, planting garlic, and garlic shoots do not take a day or two.

If you don’t hurry up and get busy, a rain may cause all the millet to fall to the ground, and the grain will sprout due to dampness; if the garlic is planted late, the garlic seedlings will grow naturally later, and the garlic sprouts will also be later, so the impact is not insignificant; It must be in time, otherwise when the garlic sprouts are old, they will not be able to sell at a good price or sold, which is what the farmers don't want to see.

Therefore, during the busy farming season, it is necessary to race against time. After finishing work early and resting early, let dry food replace lunch.

However, among the many dry foods, cakes that are sweet, delicious, and moderately soft are undoubtedly the most popular.

Farmers are reluctant to part with it for the rest of their lives, but when they really endure hardships and stand hard work, they are still happy to reward themselves.

This kind of mentality of "wasting money on weekdays, as long as there are rice and vegetables at home to eat enough", looking at cakes is like looking at high-end food.

Zhu Wenxuan's childhood memory is also that he loves (cake) too much.

Even if he is really tired during the busy farming season, he will look forward to having cake =_=

Zhu Wenxuan still remembered that this cake maker used to accept the processing mode, so he went up to ask about the situation.

The boss said readily, "Just bring the eggs and flour, and I can make them for you in one afternoon."

Zhu Wenxuan was overjoyed, and brought eggs and flour back home, as well as a few catties of sugar, and he didn't guard after he left, only saying he would come to get them at night.

Generally, if you make cakes with your own materials, you will guard them, because you are worried that you will be cut corners.

When Zhu Wenxuan said this, the boss thought he was trusted, so he slapped his chest and said, "I will definitely do it for you."

When Guo Jianjun came back in the evening, he saw that there were no eggs on the dinner table. He wondered, "You didn't announce that the shelf life of eggs is very short. Let's work together to eliminate them as soon as possible?"

Zhu Wenxuan squinted his eyes triumphantly and said: "I've wiped them all out, and you'll be gone even if you want to eat (eggs) in the future."

Guo Jianjun felt that the little boss's slanting eyes were full of charm, so he couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face.

Zhu Wenxuan: "..."

Grandma Zhu bit her chopsticks with an expression of 'I didn't see anything'.

Zhu Wenxuan blushed shamefully, turned his head and glared at the culprit, and said, "I made the double-yolk eggs into salted eggs, and I used the rest to make cakes. You can come with me after dinner."

Guo Jianjun replied, "OK."

After dinner, the two strolled out.

The people who make cakes are not far away, so they didn't drive.

Along the way, everyone you meet will stop to say hello to them.

Someone asked, "Has Boss Guo eaten?"

Someone asked, "Where is Boss Guo going for a walk?"

Someone also asked: "Where is Boss Guo going?"

Only no one asked Zhu Wenxuan, as if he was transparent =_=

Zhu Wenxuan was full of sour water, and said to Guo Jianjun depressedly: "Which one of us belongs to this village?!"

Guo Jianjun smiled and said: "Mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her more pleasingly. People in your village, don't they always look at my son-in-law?"

Zhu Wenxuan pouted: "I don't have so many parents."

Guo Jianjun didn't provoke him, and asked, "Did you go to Ganxi Dam today? Are there many garlic sprouts?"

Zhu Wenxuan replied: "I was just about to discuss it with you. Let's clean it up tomorrow. It should be able to weigh twenty or thirty catties."

When he said this, his voice was full of pride and joy, as well as uncontrollable joy.

Guo Jianjun frowned and asked, "Could it be earlier? Let's wait a few more days. There will be more garlic sprouts, and the garlic sprouts will grow longer, so as not to trample all the garlic sprouts in the fields now."

Zhu Wenxuan also knew this truth.

But when he saw that someone was playing, he couldn't help but want to play too. Moreover, the current price is definitely better than the price after staying longer.

After thinking for a while, he said to Guo Jianjun: "Let's clean it up again. If there are too many, it's our turn to be in a hurry. Now go out and fight a little bit, and it will be easier when there are more in the future. Besides, you want to keep more. The yield is high, but at that time every household will have garlic sprouts, and the price will definitely drop. It’s better to sell it at a good price now that the yield is low.”

Guo Jianjun looked into his excited eyes and asked helplessly, "You can't wait to try the feeling of selling the crops you grow?"

Zhu Wenxuan chuckled, it was a tacit agreement.

Guo Jianjun thought it was funny, but still couldn't help but hit him, "Don't be too happy, you will be so tired that you will cry for your mother."

Zhu Wenxuan waved his hands boldly and said: "No, I will call you at most." He remembered that Guo Jianjun was very capable at work.

Guo Jianjun clicked his tongue and said, "The skin has become thicker."

Zhu Wenxuan immediately turned his head, stretched out his hand to pinch his face and pulled it, nodded seriously and said: "Well, it's really thick."

Guo Jianjun slapped his hand away, and under cover of the night, his big hand stretched out to his ass with lightning speed, and twisted it hard.

"Aww..." Zhu Wenxuan jumped up suddenly, only to find that his voice had attracted many people when he turned around. Suddenly, he didn't dare to say how angry he was.

Guo Jianjun rubbed his nose and said with a sneer, "I made a mistake, I didn't grasp the severity."

Zhu Wenxuan shook his fist at him, and walked quickly into the cake maker's house.

The boss had already packed the cake and put it in his pocket. Seeing him come to pick it up, he smiled and said, "It's [-] catties in total after it's made."

After Zhu Wenxuan gave the money and thanked him, he and Guo Jianjun walked home with two pockets each.

Guo Jianjun said: "This is too much, go back and share some with the uncle's house."

Zhu Wenxuan nodded, "Well, it was originally planned to be with his family, otherwise I wouldn't bring so many eggs."

The cake was delivered, and the happiest person was Zhang Xinyang.

He had limited food, and after being fed a small mouthful by Guo Jianjun, he opened his mouth and yelled to be fed.

Guo Jianjun was slow in feeding him, so he dragged his throat! ! !Roar.

Guo Jianjun simply handed him a whole cake and taught him to put it in his mouth to eat.

The little monkey was so anxious that he bit off a small half in one bite, and stuffed the rest into his mouth desperately.

Uncle Zhu heard them explain that he would go to Ganxi Dam to hunt garlic sprouts tomorrow, and immediately said that he could follow to help.

Zhu Wenxuan was extremely happy, and said happily: "Then I will make breakfast tomorrow morning, and you all come over to eat."

Aunt Zhu smiled and said: "Okay, I heard from my mother, you also made marinated eggs?"

Zhu Wenxuan replied: "Yes, grandma and Guo Jianjun both think eggs are unpalatable, so I have to change the taste for them."

Aunt Zhu used to be a foodie, but recently brought Zhang Xinyang, and she kept everything simple, so when discussing food with Zhu Wenxuan, she couldn't stop the car, and she didn't suck until Zhang Xinyang fell asleep in Guo Jianjun's arms. Smacking his lips, he continued to say: "It's getting late, you'll be busy tomorrow, so go back early and rest."

Guo Jianjun handed Zhang Xinyang to her and said, "Then we will go back."