After the porcelain basin became fine, I was sent to the wild to do infrastructure construction

Chapter 354 354, Teaching

After the morning teaching time, Xia Ning started to prepare for the afternoon class: making pickles.

The stir-fried dried pickles she made yesterday evening were unanimously welcomed and liked by the Song family. After getting their approval, my aunt and the others had informed the women's group in the village this morning.

Of course, this matter is also based on the principle of voluntariness. The sister-in-law of the Song family has consulted everyone's wishes, and those who want to learn can sign up to participate in the study at the Song family this afternoon.

According to the feedback received so far, basically all the headed women in the village have participated, because in everyone's opinion, this is also a craft. If they can learn it, they can continue to pass it on in the future, and secondly, they can also add a handicraft to the family. fresh dishes.

After all, it’s really not good to just eat dried pickles.

This will take advantage of the lunch break, but Xia Ning is thinking about another side dish for dinner: kimchi.

It was only before she fell asleep last night that she realized a very practical problem. Pickles are indeed delicious and easy, but making pickles requires a lot of condiments, especially oil.

But this method may not be suitable for the villagers. As far as she knows, most of the villagers are poor economically, and they can't even guarantee the basic three meals a day to fill their stomachs. How can they make "luxury" pickles? ?
So after thinking about it, she thought of the kimchi made by her grandma. This is also a special dish in Rongcheng. Almost every household has kimchi. Not only can it be used as a condiment for stir-fried vegetables, but it can also be eaten with rice porridge and noodles.

The most important thing is that kimchi does not need to consume too much soybean oil and aniseed ingredients, at most it only costs a little salt, so she plans to teach both kinds together, so that everyone can choose which side dish to make according to their own situation.

**
At the last quarter of the hour, two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Kimchi? Soak it in water?"

"It sounds like the pickles we pickled in a jar?"

"Don't interrupt, listen to Miss Xia's lecture."

So, Xia Ning demonstrated in the temporary stove house built by the Song family, and there were people standing around her, almost every family had a female representative.

After all, if you don't participate in such group activities, you will feel like you don't fit in with the group, so even if the family doesn't have the conditions to learn to do it, each family still sends a representative to study with them.

Anyway, if they learn a craft for free, they won't suffer.

Xia Ning was doing the work while talking with everyone, "Compared to the old altar kimchi that has been marinated for a long time, I personally prefer the side dishes that are pickled and eaten now. It is simple and quick, and there is no need to wait for a long time.

And the ingredients are relatively fresh, the method is relatively simple, the taste is refreshing and crispy, it is more suitable for appetizers before meals, or it is a good choice with porridge and rice, and there are many ingredients suitable for making kimchi, such as radish, cucumber, lettuce, baguette Vegetables and so on can be used to make kimchi, each has its own delicious.

Like the kind of pickle that I am making now, after soaking it today, if you like to eat crispy, you can put it on a plate for dinner tomorrow morning. If you want to eat something more cooked, you can wait until night to put out the kimchi. "

In fact, after the kimchi is taken out, you can add a little red oil, a little sugar and chicken essence and stir it for another taste.

Just considering that everyone is reluctant to put oil in their cooking on weekdays, let alone use a lot of soybean oil as red oil seasoning. Only when everyone's conditions improve, maybe everyone will be willing to eat.

"Okay, this altar of kimchi is ready. If you are not sure about the taste, you can come to my house to taste the taste first. If you are sure you like this taste, you can make it after you get home. Okay, then I will teach Let's make the sauce."

In fact, Xia Ning can make a lot of sauces, not to mention the various methods of marinated sauce, she even knows how to make soy sauce and vinegar.

Some of these formulas were learned by her from her grandmother. Her old man is a veteran craftsman. Perhaps people who have come from hard times have mastered a lot of life skills. Anyway, her grandmother knows a lot of crafts.

Some of the knowledge she learned from watching food videos, and a small part of the knowledge came from the recipe knowledge she often read in ancient farming texts. Because she wrote more times, she naturally mastered some recipes.

It's a pity that she can't use it at all now. If it's just for her family to eat, the stock in her porcelain basin space is enough. Even if she is willing to teach everyone, these people don't have the conditions to learn how to do it.

Again, without even the basic living security, gourmet food is undoubtedly a luxury, and we can only consider spiritual and hedonic things after the overall economy of the village improves.

Now, I will teach you two methods first, let them experience it well, and it can be regarded as a pavement for the later plan.

**
Baiyun Village, Hu's family.

Hu Erya was holding a pencil and earnestly doing arithmetic problems in her notebook. Originally, she was reluctant to use the prize she got because this reward had a different meaning.

But Teacher Xia said: A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so let them not forget to review more when they go home.

So, taking advantage of the free time, she took care of Teacher Xia and asked herself some arithmetic problems to consolidate the knowledge she learned today.

What Teacher Xia said, she naturally had to be obedient.

"Yo~ what are you doing?"

When Hu Meili came back from a stroll outside, she saw her sister sitting on the threshold, writing something on the stool.

"Do your homework."

Hu Erya replied with the words Teacher Xia said, but she still buried her head in the homework book. For this sister, she never felt any sisterhood. On the contrary, she was completely rejected by her since she was a child. .

Therefore, the relationship between them has always been indifferent. In the past, she may have expected sisterhood, and imagined that she could hold hands and talk intimately like those sisters in the next village, but as she grew up, she no longer had That's the idea.

"Huh? What are you holding in your hand? What are you writing?"

Suddenly, Hu Meili's gaze was attracted by the pencil and the white paper in the younger sister's hand. She had never seen it before. Where did this black girl come from?

"This is the reward that Teacher Xia gave me in today's class." Hu Erya answered truthfully, and she didn't want to explain if it was too much.

Hearing this, Hu Meili curled her lips in disapproval. Although she also wanted to have such a novelty in her heart, she was always proud, so she didn't want to be inferior in front of the black girl.

"Hmph, what's there to be proud of, and it's not something valuable. Besides, what's the use of learning these things as a girl? Do you think you can be a female accountant?

Ha~ I advise you to stop dreaming. The most important thing for a girl is to choose a good marriage and take care of the housework so that the man has no worries. This is what a good wife and mother should be like. Just what you have learned can help you What are men doing? "

Hu Meili talked more and more vigorously, and finally couldn't help but sneered. Thinking of the day when she would marry into a wealthy family, she stopped caring about this little thing in an instant.

It's just that her silly sister is strange.

"Keep writing, don't be stupid."

After finishing speaking, Hu Meili went back to her room proudly.

Only then did Hu Erya raise her head, and she couldn't help looking over her yard to the direction of the Song family, whispering in her mouth.

"No, it won't. Girls can be different."

　Teacher Xia: The little sunflower class is starting~ Plant the seeds of hope, and gorgeous flowers will bloom soon~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)