Farmer's Notes from Another World

Persimmons are not just made, Fang Zhiyuan has such a plan.Fang Zeng also meant the same thing, this time he was only halfway up the mountain, and there were still a few traps that he hadn't checked.Fang Zeng said to Fang Zhiyuan: "Huzi, I don't think this persimmon can be made in a day. Let's go to the mountain to check the traps first, and then look for other fruits, mountain delicacies. When you get home, give me a good look." Let’s talk about what you want, let’s get ready, and then pick the persimmons. Anyway, no one comes here, and the persimmons are still too early to ripen.”

When Fang Zhiyuan heard this, he immediately agreed.He said to Fang Zeng: "Uncle is still thoughtful, so let's look for it again. Uncle, didn't you say that there are Qiubali and Shaguo in the mountains. Let's look again, maybe we can find some good things again. "

So the uncle and nephew followed suit.Fang once harvested a pheasant, two rabbits, and a nest of wild eggs.Fang Zhiyuan saw a lot of jujubes, pears, and sand fruits. Although they were still some time before they matured, the full ones hanging on the branches made Fang Zhiyuan drool a lot.

The further you go, the more trees there are and the roads are less. In some areas, people can hardly get through, and the grass is too deep.After walking for a while, Fang Zeng took Fang Zhiyuan to rest, took water and lunch, found a tree stump and sat down.He patted Fang Zhiyuan on the shoulder and said, "Huzi, let's have lunch here first. There are five or six walnut trees in the past. At this time, the walnuts have fallen on the ground, and we will pick them up later. People in Dongxi Town like to buy it for the elderly and children, and the price is not bad.”

As soon as Fang Zhiyuan heard that there were walnuts, he ate faster.

When the two arrived at that place, they saw only large pieces of green fruit falling on the ground. Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Zeng with some doubts, picked up a green fruit and asked, "Uncle, is this a walnut?"

Fang Zeng was confused by the question, but after thinking about it, he understood that all the walnuts he sent to his brother's house were green-skinned walnuts.Thinking about it this way, Fang Zeng was amused seeing his nephew's confused appearance.He took a green-skinned fruit, peeled it open with the knife on his body, and took out the nuts inside. He handed it to Fang Zhiyuan, and said, "Try it, the walnut you just picked is the sweetest. The walnuts you saw before are the sun-dried walnuts. Okay, this was just taken off, of course it's different."

Fang Zhiyuan tasted it, and it really was a walnut, and it was very sweet, it tasted delicious in his mouth.It's really knowledgeable. In his previous life, he knew that walnuts nourish the brain, and he ate a lot, but it was the first time he saw walnuts grow like this.

Seeing his nephew eating happily, Fang Zeng simply peeled a few more and let Fang Zhiyuan eat.Fang Zhiyuan quickly stuffed one for Fang Zeng to eat, and the two uncles and nephews smiled at each other.Fang Zhiyuan was going to peel it by himself, but he couldn't delay his uncle's work.

But Fang Zeng looked at it, and quickly said: "Tiger, don't peel it off. This thing is not easy to wash, it won't come off if it gets on your clothes, even if it gets on your hands, it will take a few days to wash it off. Some brothers use this to paint homemade cloth, which is the most difficult thing to do."

After taking care of Fang Zhiyuan, Fang Zeng took out the cloth bag and two sacks. The cloth bag was used to hold the mushrooms and other mountain treasures he picked up along the way.The sack was used to hold these green fruits, and he made it quickly with his hands and feet.Seeing that it was getting late, he took Fang Zhiyuan with him, so he led Fang Zhiyuan home.

When he got home, Fang Zeng buried the green fruit in the soil first, then took out the bamboo flat basket and poured out the mushrooms and mushrooms and put them away.Fang Zhiyuan took out the various fruits from the small basket and went to the kitchen to cook.His uncle killed a pheasant and gave it to him, and asked him to cook it. It seems that what he made yesterday made his uncle completely believe in his craftsmanship, and now he plans to give him the kitchen as his own.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at the mushrooms and thought of the classic chicken stewed mushrooms.Although he didn't find vermicelli here, there is also a dish of chicken stewed with mushrooms.So, it doesn't take much trouble for him to do it.Quickly prepare the chicken and mushrooms, and post a pot of cornmeal pancakes mixed with white flour.I set up a firewood to simmer the chicken in the pot, and came out to see for myself.

Fang Zeng was almost done. He cut the wings of the pheasant and tied them with hemp rope, and put the hare in a bamboo cage.Watching Fang Zhiyuan come out, he plucked the biggest feather from the butt of a pheasant and handed it to Fang Zhiyuan, saying, "Huzi, take it, you don't like to compare which pheasant feather looks better with Da Zhuang, this one is absolutely beautiful."

Fang Zhiyuan took the chicken feather from Fang Zeng's hand in embarrassment, he really didn't want to be so childish.It ruined his image too much. He obviously wanted to become a rational and stable little adult just now, but he was immediately turned into a naive little kid by his uncle's brilliant strokes.

He changed the subject and asked, "Uncle, why did you bury the green fruit in the soil?"

But Fang Zeng said: "In this way, after four or five days, the green skin will loosen and peel off. If you think it's dirty, you can wash it with rice washing water, which is the same."

Well, I have learned a lot!Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Zeng staringly.

Thinking of the persimmon cakes that Fang Zhiyuan mentioned, Fang Zeng asked: "Huzi, you said you can make persimmon cakes, so tell uncle how to do it, so that uncle can see what to prepare, and save time to be confused."

Fang Zhiyuan thought about it too, he recalled his grandma's method, and said: "Peel the persimmons first, don't remove the stalks. Then put them outside to dry, especially the bottom should be separated by sorghum stalks, and things should be used at night." Cover it so that it cannot be wetted by the mist. Wait for ten or eight days in the sun, and then knead the persimmons. You must knead the persimmons into pancakes before the sun rises, and then dry them for another three days. Four days, and then pinch three or four times. Finally, put the two sides of the persimmons without stems together, and put them together in a large tank. Every time you put a layer, you need to put a layer of dried persimmon skin, and then wait. Then, after a month, you can eat the persimmons when white things come out."

Fang Zhiyuan tried his best to explain the production process of persimmon cakes in a simple and easy-to-understand manner, which also fits his current identity as a child.Fang Zeng listened to what Fang Zhiyuan said was clear and logical, and he had a bottom line in his heart.I also thought that this persimmon cake is really complicated, and ordinary people really can't make it without knowing the process.Let’s start to make it now, and when it’s done, it’s almost the Chinese New Year. At that time, it’s a good time to sell dried persimmons, whether it’s selling to a shop in the town, or setting up a stall by yourself is a good deal.

The most important thing is that persimmons do not cost money. Making persimmons may seem complicated but it is tiring and does not cost any money.Even after buying a few large tanks, it is necessary to put food in the house to make pickles.Thinking about it this way, Fang Zeng made up his mind to make dried persimmons, and if it didn't work out, the loss would not be too great.

Looking at Fang Zeng's expression, Fang Zhiyuan knew that it was probably done. After all, making persimmons was complicated and took a long time, but it didn't cost money or anything.Now persimmons sell for three pennies a piece, and they will be even more expensive during the Chinese New Year.How many persimmons does that persimmon tree have to make?In this way, they can earn more than ten pennies per penny, which is equivalent to the income of a middle-level family for two or three years.

Having made up his mind, Fang Zeng planned to buy some big vats when he went to sell game tomorrow.Fortunately, everyone is busy repairing farm tools now, so no one will notice their home.

Fang Zhiyuan took the opportunity to tell Fang Zeng what the plane looks like, and asked his uncle to go to the blacksmith's shop tomorrow and get two or three planes back.Otherwise, just peeling the skin with a knife is too much.Fang Zeng looked at the way Fang Zhiyuan was gesturing to him, and promised to go to the blacksmith's shop tomorrow, and if he could make it, he would make three and bring it back.

It was dark, so they hurried to eat in order not to waste gas money.While eating, he thought about it, and decided that Fang Zhiyuan would peel the persimmons at home in the future; Fang Zeng went to pick the persimmons first, and then made a mat with coarse grain poles, both on the ground and on top of the persimmons.

Fortunately, one of them was at home, and the elders from the village never came over. His home was at the foot of the mountain and far away from the village, so he didn't worry about others coming to see so many persimmons and gossiping.Otherwise, if you don't make money, you will have to listen to a lot of words.In particular, Fang Zeng also knew that they were outsiders. Although they were relatives with Lin Xin, this was Lin Xin's only village. If they made money with persimmons and attracted attention, it would be difficult for Lin Xin and the others.It's better to keep your voice low, so as not to trouble yourself or others.

After the two made up their minds, they felt at ease. No matter what, now that they had a goal, it would be easy for them to handle things.After eating, they went to bed early. After all, they will start working tomorrow.

The next day, Fang Zeng drove to the town early in the morning. When he came back, he brought back two large tanks. He said that he would carry them three more times, and bring them back when he went to town the next few times. .The two vats looked huge, Fang Zhiyuan could only hold half of the vat by himself, he lifted one side, most of the weight was on Fang Zeng.

After putting the tank in the house, Fang Zeng took out the plane that Fang Zhiyuan had mentioned.He said to Fang Zhiyuan: "Huzi, Lao Zhao from the blacksmith's shop fell in love with this thing. Not only did he not ask for money, but he also said that he would give me some money to buy it. Next time he bought it, he would sell it in the shop. Me and Lao Zhao has made friends, can he ask for his money? No, he gave ten free calls. We don’t know how to use the Year of the Monkey.” Although he said he was disgusted, his expression was very proud .

Fang Zhiyuan touched the plane and liked it very much.Although it is not as refined and heavy as the modern ones, he tried it with a plane, and it was very easy to use and very sharp, much better than the modern planes that would break within a few days.

That afternoon, Fang Zeng carried rice baskets into the mountain to transport persimmons.I have also made a few mats at home, and I will talk about the rest when the persimmons arrive home.Fang Zeng picked five times in a row, but Fang Zhiyuan stopped him when he wanted to go to the sixth time.He peeled four rice baskets of persimmons this afternoon, and he couldn't even lift his hands.There is enough for tomorrow, Fang Zeng is tired after a busy day, and he needs to eat every bite, how can he be in such a hurry.Especially when it was dark, it would be dangerous if there was a wild animal in this mountain.

When Fang Zhiyuan said this to Fang Zeng, the impatient Fang Zeng also thought of it.He wasn't tired, but the child was too, so the two of them took a break to eat. In the evening, Fang Zeng lighted the oil lamp and began to peel the skin.His movements were very fast, Fang Zhiyuan only peeled half a basket of persimmons, and he finished peeling one basket.

The two of them peeled the persimmons before going to bed.The next day, when Fang Zhiyuan woke up, Fang Zeng had picked out a bunch of persimmons and piled them at home.Fang Zhiyuan saw that it was almost noon, so he got up quickly.

At this time, Fang Zeng just came back with another burden, Fang Zhiyuan quickly fetched water to let Fang Zeng rest.He felt a little sorry for sleeping in late in the morning.He said to Fang Zeng, "Uncle, why didn't you call me this morning?"

Fang Zeng smiled, drank a big sip of water, and said: "You are still a child, and you need to grow up. You were tired yesterday, so you should rest more today. It's the same for uncle doing it by himself. You should hurry to eat breakfast. Uncle boiled an egg for you to nourish your body."

Fang Zhiyuan felt warm in his heart. For many years, he had never felt the care and love of his elders.Maybe it's not too bad to be here.

Fang Zeng said a few words and walked up the mountain.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at the pile of persimmons and resigned himself to peeling them off.