Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 292 Experimenting with Cedargrass
Watching the young man out of the alley, Wen Shu turned around and closed the courtyard door, opened the box to look at the things inside, and was stunned to see that they were all invitations to invite her to the house for a banquet.

I thought it was just a polite remark, but unexpectedly I actually handed over the invitation card.

Then should she go or not?

Admire flowers and taste tea with strange ladies. ． ． ． ． ．
Wen Shu: "..."

Moreover, several invitations were held on the same day, so whoever you go to, or which one you don't, will offend people.

After looking at the date, it was all after the summer solstice. Wen Shu thought about it, let's talk about it in a few days, and solve the Baijiafan issue first.

Wen Shu put the wooden box into the room, then turned around and went to the kitchen to serve hundreds of meals.

She had just boiled the roots, stems, and leaves of the fennel, and then steamed a portion of Baijia rice with the boiled water. Now she is going to test whether the rice cooked from different parts of the juice is any good. different.

After filling half a bowl of each meal, Wen Shu came to the courtyard with the tray, looking at the two chickens he had just bought.

That's right, she didn't buy these two chickens to eat, but to test the freshly made Baijia rice.

At this time, the twisted chicken was walking around the courtyard curiously and excitedly, as if exploring a new environment, while the wilted white-haired chicken was lying on its original place, motionless.

When buying this chicken, Mrs. Zhang thought she was trying to get cheap, but in fact she had her own considerations.

Since it is an experiment, there must be differences.

Twist chicken looks full of energy. If nothing happens after feeding, it can only prove that the fennel grass is non-toxic and will not have any bad effects on chickens or people, but the good effects may not be seen for a while .

And if this poor-spirited chicken had any adverse reactions after eating the scallop grass, or died directly, it proved that people with weak health may not be suitable for taking the scallop grass.

And if the chicken became energetic after eating the fennel grass, then it was because of this idea that she bought the strong one and the weak one, and the big one and the small one came back.

For the first meal, Wen Shu fed Baijia rice steamed with root water.Because the rhizomes of fennel are brown, the color of cooked rice is light yellow.

The rice that had passed through the wind a long time ago was already very dry and in a state of grains. Wen Shu raised his hand and sprinkled it in a semicircle.

The heather-colored reed chicken far away by the well immediately trotted over when it saw this, while the white-haired chicken that was not in good spirits lay on the spot indifferently.

Seeing the situation, Wen Shu didn't sprinkle too much. After the hemp gray reed chicken finished eating the rice grains on the ground, he waited quietly to observe how it reacted.

About two quarters of an hour passed, and the chicken didn't respond in any way, so Wen Shu took out the boiled rice and spilled it on the ground.

Since the amount she sprinkled last time was only a small handful, the twisted chicken still had a lot of appetite and rushed over.And the white-feathered chicken that was not in good spirits was still lying on its stomach quietly, its eyes were still closed, as if it was about to fall asleep.

At this time, Father Wen came from the front and asked her what she had for dinner. Wen Shu realized that she hadn't cooked dinner, and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I ate the spicy fish soup on Yanhe Street, why don't we eat that tonight?" Bar."

Father Wen has nothing to do, "Succeed, then go now." He said and went to the well to wash his hands.

"Well, I still want to feed the chicken, why don't dad eat it first. How about bringing one back for me later?"

"Feed the chicken." Only then did Father Wen pay attention to the two chickens standing up and lying down in the yard, "Where did it come from? It's in there."

"No, I just went to Zhao's to buy it." Wen Shu briefly explained the matter.

Father Wen nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and highly agreed with Wen Shu's cautiousness, "Sure, try it slowly, and Dad will bring it back for you. By the way, your Aunt Li is sick, we should bring some things to visit , I’ll buy things by the way when I go later, and you close the courtyard door at home.”

"it is good."

While talking, the twisted chicken has already finished pecking the rice on the ground.Wen Shu observed for a while, and seeing that there was nothing wrong, he took out the boiled rice with leaves and sprinkled it out.

This time the twisted chicken still ran over, but the pecking movement was obviously slowed down, instead of gobbling like before, it was pecking leisurely one by one.

During this period, the white-feathered chicken, which was not in good spirits, kept lying on its stomach without moving at all.

Wen Shu saw it, no way, she didn't eat a single grain, how could she experiment.

After thinking about it, she immediately grabbed a small handful of boiled rice with leaves, came to the white-haired chicken, forcibly opened its mouth and fed it.

Maybe it was really a bad spirit. Being grabbed and force-fed by Wen Shu like this, the white-haired chicken didn't struggle very much, it just fluttered its wings a little and let her go.

cough.
Of course, it is also possible that Wen Shu is too strong and cannot struggle.

After feeding all the rice grains in his hand, Wen Shu clapped his hands in satisfaction.At this time, Father Wen also came back with food, and Wen Shu ate while watching the twisted chicken pecking at the rice grains on the ground.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the rice grains on the ground were finally pecked clean, and Wen Shu's meal was also finished.

After another quarter of an hour, Wen Shu spilled the last portion of the meal.

This rice is steamed with the fruit of 蒗.

The fruit of Lang is white and the size of longan. When you peel it off, you can see the light yellow seeds the size of a grain of millet (millet) mixed in the pulp.Since it was full of juice, she mashed the fruit and steamed it with rice.

There is also a special fragrance of the fruit of fennel, but it is very weak, and you can't smell it unless you smell it closely.Now it is added to the rice and steamed, but the aroma has become stronger.

Throwing the rice with pulp on the ground, I may have eaten enough for the first three times. This time, the twisted chicken did not rush over, but just looked around, as if hesitating whether to eat or not.

Wen Shu is not in a hurry, and waits for it to make its own decision.

She turned her head to look at the white-feathered chicken next to her, and was hesitating whether to grab and force-feed it as before, when she saw the white-feathered chicken half-squat and slowly "move" towards the rice grains.

Although the movement was very slow, in Wen Shu's eyes, she was happy and surprised.

After touching half a cup of tea, the white-feathered chicken moved to the side of the rice grains, pecked lightly on the ground with its pointed beak, and a grain of rice disappeared.

Then one grain after another. ． ． ． ．
After a while, the rice was pecked into the stomach by the white-haired chicken at a uniform but not slow speed.

Father Wen, who was washing by the well, also walked over curiously when he saw this scene, "I ate it myself? Does this mean that it has improved?"

Wen Shu thought for a while and said cautiously: "Not necessarily, it may be because I was hungry, or I was seduced by the aroma of this meal."

However, after a test, at least the two chickens have not experienced any discomfort so far, which means that several parts of the fennel grass are non-toxic.

After another night of observation, if there is no problem, she decided to use this to cook Baijia rice tomorrow.

After feeding the chickens, the moon has quietly hung on the branches, and Father Wen went to Sun's house with the things he just bought.

Because of what happened in the morning, Father Wen refused Wen Shu's request to go with him. Wen Shu thought about Sun Li's face in the morning, and didn't force it.

She also has a lot to do.

(End of this chapter)