Crossover boy farming

Zhang Zhenzong led them along a thicker river.

Large and small river stones are paved beside the artificially opened river channel. After a period of treatment, the inside has become firm and flat, and the thatch bushes transplanted along the road are also growing well. From time to time, a few grass roots can be found duck eggs.

"I listened to your suggestion to raise ducks free-range. It is true that less sickness occurs and more eggs are laid, but it is troublesome to lay eggs everywhere..."

Zhang Zhenzong pointed to the duck eggs and said helplessly, "I have to pick them up every morning and evening."

It was the first time Chen Xiaonian saw such a scene, holding Zhang Wuliang's arm and looking around curiously, looking at the ducks for a while and looking for duck eggs in the grass, Zhang Wuliang protected him the whole time, fearing that he would fall.

There are groups of ducks playing on the water in the small river. The three of them also met a group of ducks swaggering back. When they were about to hit them head-on, they turned around and ran into the river in fright, floating on the river toward They yelled "quack", which amused Chen Xiaonian.

Zhang Zhenzong led them to continue walking, only then did Zhang Wuliang realize that there was a hidden hole in the sky. The river flowed over and merged into a large river pond in front. The newly planted willows and poplar trees stood there quietly by the pond, and the river surface was reflected by the sun. Glittering, groups of ducks entered the water from the edge of the pond, swam to the surface of the water and shook their bodies to appreciate their own reflections.

Standing by the pond and watching all this, Chen Xiaonian couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful..."

Zhang Wuliang nodded aside: "It's really beautiful. I never thought that such a small amount of money could buy such a large piece of mountain land."

Zhang Zhenzong also felt a little emotional: "The price of mountain land is five times cheaper than fertile land. I used to only think about earning money to buy land. I didn't expect there to be such a large gold mine in front of us."

In fact, the villagers know that mountains are cheaper than fields.

It's just that although the mountain land is cheap, if you want to buy it, you have to buy all the consecutive pieces. It costs dozens or even hundreds of taels of silver at a time, which is an amount that some people can't earn in a lifetime.

So when they have some money, they would rather buy fields. The fields can produce more food, so what can the mountains do?

Wouldn't it be good to grow vegetables and open a few pieces of wasteland around you?

Those who bought such a large mountain like Zhang Zhenzong are still No. 1 in Taohe Village.

"Thanks to Mingyue again, if he hadn't been with me all the time, went to the yamen and borrowed money from me, this place would not have been possible." Zhang Zhenzong was very grateful to Luo Mingyue who helped him a lot: " Be sure to thank him next time."

Zhang Wu nodded, Luo Mingyue did contribute a lot in this matter: "Thank you very much indeed, by the way, Mingyue's father's birthday is next month, why don't you give his family some more duck eggs and a few more ducks ?”

"I also have this idea," Zhang Zhenzong said, "It's just that duck eggs and duck meat are not as popular as eggs and chicken. I'm afraid that sending them away will cause trouble to others." This is why he has been hesitating.

"Why isn't it popular?" Zhang Wuliang couldn't understand: "It's roast duck. There should be many people who like roast duck, right?"

Zhang Zhenzong shook his head: "The smell of roast duck is too strong, and no matter how you roast it, the skin will be a little burnt, which is indecent for entertaining guests. In addition, the cook needs to keep watching while roasting, which is a waste of manpower. It is as big as the town's longevity banquet." It’s unwise to make roast duck for this occasion. Even if duck is used, it’s probably just stewed old duck soup, and our duck is not suitable.”

Zhang Wuliang was shocked: "Is it really the kind of roast duck you are talking about, with crispy skin, tender meat, fat but not greasy?"

Zhang Zhenzong looked at him amusedly: "The skin of ducks baked with charcoal is generally not very edible, how could it be..."

"Wait." Zhang Wuliang seemed to know something: "You all put the ducks directly on the fire to roast?"

"Or else?"

Zhang Wuliang glanced across the two doubtful faces, landed on the duck on the water, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Of course there are other ways."

The ducks on the water seemed to sense his deep malice, and flapped their wings desperately to escape.

On the same day, Zhang Wuliang asked Zhang Zhenzong to kill three ducks and bring them back to him, and asked Zhang Zhenzong to go to his house to eat roast duck at noon the next day.

Zhang Zhenzong was very curious about the alternative roast duck that Zhang Wuliang said, and wanted to see the roast duck that took two days to make. At noon the next day, Zhang Zhenzong left the duck farm to the helper early and went to Zhang Wuliang's house.

When Zhang Zhenzong arrived at Zhang Wuliang's house, there was a strange fragrance in the air. As soon as Zhang Zhenzong entered the door, he saw a large water tank in the middle of the yard, and two wooden sticks were placed side by side on the tank.

And Zhang Wuliang was also holding a strange wooden stick in his hand, lifting it up and putting it back, while Chen Xiaonian stretched his neck to watch.

Zhang Zhenzong approached full of doubts: "Liangzi, what are you doing?"

"Make roast duck," Zhang Wuliang replied, "You came at the right time, and it will be ready soon."

"Roast duck like this?" Zhang Zhenzong took a closer look, only to see three ducks hanging in the jar, and a clay pot filled with charcoal fire at the bottom of the jar: "Can this be cooked?"

"Yes." Zhang Wuliang held a wooden stick and lifted one of the ducks online, so that Zhang Zhenzong could see it more clearly, and Chen Xiaonian also moved a little closer: "Look at this, it's better if the surface is baked like this." Yes. But we have to wait a while to make it darker." Zhang Wuliang put the roast duck back again.

Chen Xiaonian curled his lips, returned to his original place and stood still.

Zhang Zhenzong swallowed his saliva, poked his head and looked inside curiously: "What's your roasting method?" He just saw that the sauce-yellow duck skin was shiny with oil, which was extremely attractive.

Zhang Wuliang shrugged: "It's this way of roasting. It should be cooked in a special stove with firewood. I just do this once. There is no need to set up a stove. Let's use a tank first."

"Is there a special stove?" Zhang Zhenzong asked curiously.

"That's right." Zhang Wuliang recalled the roast duck oven he had seen before: "Just use bricks to make a furnace wall, add a stick in the middle to hang ducks, and leave a hole for the fire at the bottom. It's very simple."

Zhang didn't understand that Zhenzong nodded.

Several people waited for a while, Zhang Wuliang pulled the duck up again to look at it, and then directly raised it: "Okay..."

Chen Xiaonian rubbed his little hands excitedly, staring at it intently.

Zhang Wuliang pulled the duck out completely, and only then did Zhang Zhenzong see its true face. A wooden fork passed under its neck, and it hung straight on the wooden stick in Zhang Wuliang's hand.

Zhang Wuliang took the duck and looked around, and finally handed the duck to Zhang Zhenzong: "Brother, help me get it."

Chen Xiaonian silently retracted his half-stretched hand.

Zhang Wuliang took out the remaining two ducks one after another.Then he carried one, Zhang Zhenzong carried two to the kitchen, and Chen Xiaonian followed silently.

Aunt Zhao was behind the stove, and she was a little surprised when she saw three people walking in with three ducks in their hands, "Is this all right?"

"That's right." Zhang Wuliang smiled happily, and then put the roast duck on the cutting board: "Brother, put all the ducks here, and I will deal with them after I wash my hands."

Three roast ducks were lying on the cutting board with a stick on them.

When Zhang Wuliang came back after washing his hands, he took them apart with a few clicks, picked out one of them, put the other two away, took a kitchen knife up and down, and a roast duck was finished.

Zhang Wuliang picked up a big duck leg and handed it to Chen Xiaonian: "Try it..."

Chen Xiaonian swallowed, took it carefully and took a bite.All of a sudden, colorful lights appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Wuliang raised the corners of his mouth: The taste of the Chinese Roast Duck is not covered.

"Brother..." Try it too, Zhang Wuliang looked at the duck piece in Zhang Zhenzong's mouth, and swallowed the rest of the words.

Um?Zhang Zhenzong looked up at him suspiciously.

"It's okay." Zhang Wuliang smiled and said, "You continue..."

"Mother, come and try it too," Zhang Wuliang said to Aunt Zhao as he stepped aside.

Aunt Zhao nodded, wiped her hands and came to take one. Zhang Wuliang was satisfied with her reaction as always. Seeing the three of them eating with gusto, Zhang Wuliang also picked up one and tasted it.

Hmm... In fact, the taste is still a bit unsatisfactory, not as good as imagined, and the taste is still somewhat different from the memory, Zhang Wuliang is a little disappointed.

Even so, a roast duck was quickly wiped out by four people.

"Delicious." Chen Xiaonian let out a satisfied sigh, and even hiccupped a little.

Zhang Wuliang looked at him helplessly, and said, "I can't eat any more, it's too oily."

"Oh." Chen Xiaonian reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the two roast ducks beside him.

Zhang Wuliang wrapped a roast duck in oiled paper and handed it to Zhang Zhenzong: "You take it back and give it to the uncle to taste."

"Okay..." Zhang Zhenzong took the roast duck and replied.

Zhang Wuliang continued to wrap the other duck, not noticing his hesitation: "Then I won't keep you for lunch, take it back early so that the uncle and the others can eat it while it's hot."

Zhang Wuliang shook the roast duck in his hand: "I'll send this to my father-in-law and mother-in-law." Seeing Chen Xiaonian raised his head, Zhang Wuliang immediately gave him a wink.

Chen Xiaonian turned his head silently, but his heart felt like he had eaten honey.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Zhenzong couldn't stay anymore, so he turned around and went home with the roast duck.

As soon as he got to the door, Zhang Wuliang stopped him: "Brother, are you at home this afternoon? I'll go find you."

Zhang Zhenzong turned around suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to talk to you about selling roast duck, what else can I do?" Zhang Wuliang said directly.

Zhang Zhenzong's expression at that moment became a bit incomprehensible, and he finally nodded: "Okay, then come over in the afternoon, I will wait for you at home."

"Okay, let's go then, I'll go with you." Zhang Wuliang walked up to Zhang Zhenzong in a few steps.

Zhang Zhenzong looked at the natural intimacy on Zhang Wuliang's face, and felt very heartwarming.

"Okay, let's go together," Zhang Zhenzong said seriously.