Yipin Farmer

Ting Shuang saw Bao Qi watching from the gate, and asked, "Did it wake you up?"

"No, I just can't sleep." Baoqi sighed slightly, "Zhizhi is very sensible, don't bother him anymore."

"Hmph, he's not sensible. If he is sensible, he shouldn't do anything worrying." Ting Shuang changed the subject and said, "Since you can't sleep, help me boil water."

"Oh..." Baoqi yawned, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Ting Shuang dragged him into the kitchen: "Hurry up and boil the water. If you don't work, I won't support you anymore. I'll sell you to the butcher shop for a few baskets of steamed buns if you don't work."

"Where am I getting fat?" Bao Qi was angry that he belittled her perfect figure, afraid of being kicked out, so she had to follow into the kitchen and ladle the water from the water tank into the cauldron.

Ting Shuang went to the backyard to collect firewood. The fires in the village were filled with dead branches and straw, so there was no shortage of firewood.When he went to hold the firewood, he put a can of water and two cakes at the door of the firewood house. The injury surnamed Geng got better after doing this, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

After holding the firewood, he grabbed the chicken out of the chicken coop, wiped his neck neatly, dripped the chicken blood into the bowl, and said something in his mouth: "All egg-born and viviparous come from the void and go to the void, Amitabha."

"What are you doing?" Baoqi thought it was very interesting.

"I'm reciting the mantra for the chickens. I wish them early bliss. You don't have to be moved by my kindness. You can settle down in the temple of the human five internal organs. This is a good way out for them."

Baoqi watched him smear a chicken, and then threw the blood into the boiling water pot. His movements were swift, and his handsome face twitched when he heard him say that.

Ting Hui entered the kitchen with sleepy eyes and yawning.

"Second, why are you up?"

"Brother gets up in the middle of the night to cook chicken, how can I sleep?" Ting Hui stretched his waist and put on his apron, "I'll help you."

Ting Shuang's heart warmed, and she laughed: "Come on, I'll be thankful if you don't cut your hands and cry."

Ting Hui giggled, took the chicken out of the boiling water pot, put it on the pot, and began to pull the hair.Turning to reprimand Baoqi: "Hey, what are you doing with your hands? Hurry up and help."

Baoqi's complexion changed, she came over reluctantly, and stretched out three fingers to grab the chicken feathers.

"How can you pluck the hair like this and point at the orchid? You don't want to twitch." Ting Shuang reprimanded him, "If you don't stick out your claws, I will hit you."

Bao Qi curled her lips, so she stretched out both hands to pluck the chicken, secretly glared at him behind her back and waved her fists.

Ting Shuang was killing chickens and bleeding them, while Ting Hui and Baoqi shed their feathers, and they became more and more neat as they cooked, and they turned the chickens into yellow and bald chickens in a few moments.

The next job is to open up the chicken and clean it, remove the intestines, put the gizzards aside, put the wings into the chicken's mouth, fold the two thighs and stuff the claws into the stomach, the shape is like a small drum, very plump .Then once the oil is over, throw it into the old soup pot and cook, then add the ingredients.

"Second brother, look at the pot, break off the chicken gizzard, wash it and marinate it." Ting Shuang ordered, "Xiaobao, follow me to the yard to pick vegetables."

The Meng family’s yard is very large, full of green and full of fruits, and the bean shelves are full of hanging beans, the loofah is as long as a human’s arm, the eggplants and peppers are all strong, and the corners are abnormal. Coriander and fennel, if you walk inadvertently, you will kick a big pumpkin under your feet.There is also a cute gourd climbing against the wall.The lotus in the pond is in full bloom, pink and tender, and the chicken head buds growing by the pond are also very vigorous.

Baoqi looked curiously at everything that was alive and well, her eyes were almost exhausted.

"Why are you in a daze, come and help me." Ting Shuang taught him to pick vegetables, and to pick beans, you should pinch the root instead of pulling it hard.

Baoqi followed him to carry the basket and put the picked vegetables into it, watching him pick the pumpkin flowers too.

"Why do you pick good flowers? They won't produce melons."

"Just don't let it grow melons." Ting Shuang explained to him: "Pumpkins bloom densely. Aunt Zhou said that if every flower is allowed to grow into a melon, it will lose nutrients and each melon will not grow big. , so we need to pinch off some flowers and eat this as cakes, it’s delicious.”

"Ah!" Baoqi exclaimed, "Pumpkin flowers can also be used to make cakes?"

"I'll cook it for you today."

While talking, she kept her hands on, and quickly loaded several baskets of vegetables. Ting Shuang loaded the vegetables into the car, and then cleaned the cowshed and sheep pen to milk the goats.Baoqi followed behind like a follower, curiously watching him do this and that.

Ting Shuang was milking the goat, seeing him watching with wide eyes, smirked and said, "Do you want to milk the goat?"

"Can I?" Baoqi thought it was fun, and wanted to squeeze it by herself.

Ting Shuang smiled and let him wash his hands to do it.

Baoqi touched the sheep's breasts carefully, and squeezed it like that. As a result, a white liquid sprayed directly on his face, and his nose was all white like a clown on a stage...

"Haha..." Ting Shuang smiled happily.

"Don't laugh." Baoqi glared at him.

Ting Shuang had laughed enough, saw the white patch on his nose and mouth, smiled and reached out to wipe off the liquid on his nose, then held his chin, and gently slid his fingers across the corners of his lips to wipe the milk on his lips. liquid wipe off...

Baoqi froze for a moment, her face changed again and again, and finally turned from white to red, spreading until her ears also turned pink.

In the kitchen, the tempting aroma emanated from the cauldron, and Ting Hui dozed off while sitting on a small stool with his head propped up.

Ting Shuang started to make breakfast, woke up Ting Hui, and said, "Don't get up in the middle of the night, I can do it by myself. While cooking the chicken, I can pick vegetables for breakfast and so on. Come here quickly. Come and have breakfast, eat Hurry up and go."

Ting Hui rubbed his eyes, drank a bowl of goat milk and ate a steamed bun for breakfast.

"Hurry up and pack up the address so you don't lose it. I've wrapped up the fur clothes and mother's jewelry and put them in the car. Don't lose the pawn ticket." Ting Shuang muttered, taking the chicken out of the pot and putting it in the jar again. Put it in the car.

"Got it." Ting Hui agreed, and set off with the ox cart, when it was already daylight.

Breakfast was casually eaten in the kitchen. Baoqi took a sip of goat milk and felt that it was too strong, so she said, "Why don't you make some tea and mix it with it?"

"Tea leaves cost money. Do you think any farmer drinks tea every day? They always make tea from tree leaves."

"What a sting."

"How can this be stingy? Soaking lotus leaves, bamboo leaves and dandelions is good for your health. What do you know?" Ting Shuang taught him a lesson while kneading pumpkin flowers into the noodles, baked two sheets of cakes on a pan, and cut them into slices. piece by piece.There are green scallions on the golden cake, which is fragrant.

Baoqi has never tasted this kind of farm food before. When he tasted it, the aroma was double.

"Ah, it's the first time I've eaten this kind of thing, it's really unique." Baoqi ate to her satisfaction.

"It's more delicious and beautiful to fry directly, but it's a pity that it consumes too much oil. Although the countryside is poor, you can eat freshly picked melons and vegetables from the field."

"That's right. The ones bought on the street are not as good as the freshly picked ones from the field." Baoqi nodded in agreement, and continued to put down her chopsticks.

"Don't eat it, leave two yuan for Xiaohui, or he's going to make trouble again." Ting Shuang patted his hand and handed him a cucumber.

Baoqi had no choice but to put down her chopsticks, took the cucumber and gnawed it. The freshly picked cucumber was crisp and sweet with a heart-to-heart sweetness.

"Hey..." Ting Shuang suddenly thought of a question, "Do you remember what you ate before?"

"Oh?" Baoqi's face changed slightly, and she quickly stroked the back of her head blankly, "I don't remember, I just think I've never eaten such a fresh dish."

"Yes." Ting Shuang didn't care, "You come from a rich family, and the food you eat is bought on the street by servants, and then delivered to the kitchen. Some of them have been left overnight, so they are not as delicious as freshly picked ones."

Baoqi looked at him eagerly again: "What's for lunch?"

Ting Shuang hit him with chopsticks: "Why do you want to order something right after eating, what a foodie."

After the meal, Ping An went to the field to pick up the crops. Ting Shuang was worried about the people hiding in the backyard and stayed at home to work.Baoqi followed behind and listened to orders.

"Clack..." the chicken in the nest crowed.

"Little Treasure, go and pick out the eggs from the nest." Ting Shuang cut the wheat straw in his hand and stirred it into the wheat bran, ordering others.

Baoqi went to the chicken coop to pick up eggs, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the hen stretched out her beak viciously, Baoqi quickly retracted her hands, and finally she didn't get nagged, but squatted on the ground, got up and groaned to find Tingshuang to settle the score .

"I almost got bitten by a chicken."

Ting Shuang didn't mean to punish him this time, she forgot to tell him that the hen can only see the front, and she has to dig out the eggs from the back.

Baoqi did as he said, took out a few eggs, held them warm in her hands, and smiled happily.

"Why are you so happy? It's not like you haven't eaten eggs before."

"This is the first time I picked eggs from the chicken coop with my own hands, and they were still warm."

"In the future, if you have money, you can raise more chickens and pick more eggs." Ting Shuang said, pouring the mixed chicken food into the trough, and knocking on the broken bowl. The chickens rushed over to peck at the sound.

After feeding the chickens, the chicken coops are cleaned to remove chicken manure. There is a cesspool behind the yard, where beef and pig manure are retting into fertilizer and then transported to the field.Then clean the chicken coop and spread clean straw.

"You clean really well." Baoqi squatted beside him to watch him work.

"Too many chickens are easy to get sick. Keep them clean to prevent chicken plague. The same is true for people. Bathing frequently to keep them clean can also reduce illness." Ting Shuang is very worried about chicken plague. There are no effective measures for chicken plague in modern times. , not to mention that there was no vaccine available in ancient times, so we can only be more careful and maintain hygiene to prevent diseases from entering the mouth.

Baoqi asked again: "Then why do you raise so many?"

"The largest restaurant in the city needs to supply [-] chickens a day, and the chicks need to be raised for [-] days, so it is enough to feed [-] chickens. Although there are not so many chickens now, there are hundreds of chickens, so Be careful."

"Cough... I think the chicken you cook tastes really good."

"Yeah." When it came to cooking chicken, Ting Shuang didn't answer.

"Where did you learn how to cook chicken?" Bao Qi asked while looking at his expression.

"Taught by an old man."

"Who taught it?" Baoqi asked again.

"You don't know him, why bother?"

"Oh, I just think that since this old man is so good at cooking, he should know other things besides cooking chicken. Wouldn't it be nice for you to learn it and open a restaurant in the city?"

"He is a good man. In addition to teaching me how to cook chicken, he also wrote down other cooking methods for me in a booklet. But opening a restaurant in the city requires capital. It costs a lot of money to cook the stove in the house. In the city The house is not cheap. Besides, I have to deal with the officials and local gangsters kicking the field and so on, and I don’t have the ability at present.” Ting Shuang cleaned up the chicken coop and the pigsty, and then stirred the cesspool with a dung fork.

"But..." Baoqi asked again, "He is so kind, he should leave you more than these few dishes, and other things, right?"

As he spoke, he stared closely at his face.

"The skill of cooking has benefited us endlessly." Ting Shuang didn't want to mention old man Chu's matter again, "Why are you asking so many questions? Come and help."

"Smelly." Baoqi looked disgusted.

"Come and help," Ting Shuang threatened, waving a dung fork, "If you don't obey, believe it or not, I'll kill you with a knife."

"I don't believe you, what you are holding is a fork that can only be poked but not chopped."

"Understand the spirit, don't dig words." Ting Shuangzhu held a dung fork in a manic gesture, "Boy, if you don't work, you won't have food today."