Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 184 Meeting Ringo
It wasn't until the flirting voices gradually faded away that Bai Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief. It was obvious that someone else was unruly and went outside to have sex with mandarin ducks. She was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Carrying the bucket and carrying the fish tank, I went all the way home.

"Mom, why did you catch so many yellow peppers today? How do you eat them?"

Du's jaw almost dropped when he saw the mucus coming out of the bucket. This kind of fish is slippery, how to deal with it?

Bai Yunxi sat on a chair and rested his feet, "Boil a pot of hot water, pour this yellow spicy diced with hot water once, and the mucus on it will fall off, and then clean it up, so it won't be slippery."

Mrs. Du nodded, followed Baiyunxi's instructions, and cleaned up half the bucket of fish.

"Fry it in oil according to the amount of two per person, then put spicy peppers and fermented soybeans to saute until fragrant, add water to stew together, make a spicy pot, and hang up the rest first, and eat them tomorrow."

"Hey~"

Du agreed, thinking that he would stew the fish anyway, and it would be good to add a few pancakes with whole grains to dip in the soup.

When Mrs. Li and the others came back with their baskets on their backs, the yard was already filled with a strong smell of meat.

"It smells so good, sister-in-law, what delicious food did you cook?"

"Mother caught a lot of yellow hot peppers today, let me stew a pot, two for each person, I promise you will eat enough."

Mrs. Du looked at her, came over to help with a smile, saw half a basket of persimmons and a few rings in the basket,

"Persimmon is a good thing. Later I peeled the skin and dried it to make persimmon cakes, but this Ringo is useless, it's too sour and tastes bad. Don't pick it in the future. It's really tiring to carry it back,"

"I know my sister-in-law, so I picked a few and wanted to bring them back for my mother to taste."

As Mrs. Li said, she took out four or five half-red Ringo, washed them, and brought them to Baiyunxi.
"Mother, we met a forest tree today, and it bears a lot of fruit. The red ones look good, but they are not very tasty."

Seeing the red fruit that Mrs. Li handed over, Bai Yunxi was taken aback, isn't this an apple?It's still the kind of sandy Huahua cattle breed.

Oh, by the way, she almost forgot that the apple in ancient times was called Ringo, a very beautiful fruit name, but unfortunately it was gradually forgotten, but was picked up by other countries and is still used today.

Bai Yunxi took Lin Po and smelled it, but it didn't taste good, and he bit it down with a click, which was extremely sour.

Seeing her mother-in-law's distorted face, Li pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, "Mother, is it sour?"

Bai Yunxi nodded, looked at the apple in his hand, and wondered why such a beautiful fruit didn't taste good?

No wonder that in her era, other than grafting, foreign varieties were introduced, and the domestic products of Ringo were eliminated one by one, and it turned out that the loss was due to the taste.

"Have you entered the deep mountains?" Bai Yunxi held the apple and looked at Mrs. Li.

"No, it was a little farther than usual. We found a persimmon tree. We followed it to find it. We saw this forest tree next to it. We picked a few and came back."

Mrs. Li shook her head. The elders in the village said that there were tigers and lions in the deep mountains. Although they had never seen them before, they did not dare to venture into them easily.

Bai Yunxi took the Ringo and took another bite to savor the taste carefully. The sour taste surpassed the sweet taste, and I don't know if it can improve the taste.

Go back and look at that tree, can you graft it?
"Is the persimmon tree as big as this forest tree? Can we dig it up and transplant it in the yard?"

Persimmon trees, jujube trees, grape trellises, and pomegranate trees all belong to the fruit trees of IKEA, which symbolize good luck.

(End of this chapter)