The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 11 Picking Wild Vegetables in the Mountains (2)
Seeing Yang Ziqian walking towards the back mountain by himself, he quickly followed.

Houshan, what else can I eat?
Wild fruits and wild flowers are all snacks for children to play house. They can't be served on the table anyway, and they can't be the rations of the family.

As Yang Ziqian walked, he searched hard, hoping for an unexpected discovery.

As a result, she was disappointed. Except for the thorny trees all over the mountain, the most common ones were ferns that were used as firewood.

That's right, ferns are edible even when they germinate and have no leaves.

Thinking of this, she went to the place with lush leaves.

Pulling away the pile of rotten leaves, sure enough, the fat bracken was proudly showing off to Yang Ziqian.

"Oh, you look so good, you are stronger than my Zihe kid. No wonder, a flower stuck in cow dung makes you live a comfortable life, isn't it just being nourished?" Nagging, hands on Pull the bracken.

Yang Zisen was dumbfounded when he saw his younger sister talking about something he didn't understand and then yelling at ferns.

Could it be that my sister fainted from hunger, and she is going to take this food home to eat as firewood?
"Sister!" I couldn't help reminding me kindly.

"Don't say anything." Yang Ziqian raised a large handful of ferns in his hand, "See, there are only one root like this. How many do you have?" Arbitrary instructions, my sister has no time to explain to you.

Talk about it yourself?

Yang Zisen struggled for a while.

Come on, anyway, after eating Houttuynia cordata for so long, the family did not ascend to heaven.Since she wanted to try it, she would try it. Anyway, death from starvation is also death, it would be better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Yang Zisen accepted the order so quickly.

With a small body, he got into the pile of ferns and disappeared.

The ferns all over the mountains can be eaten for a long time.

However, without oil, eating it will not lubricate the stomach.

At the foot of a pine tree, Yang Ziqian pulled a handful of bracken, and unexpectedly discovered that there were a few small mushrooms growing under the root of the tree.

The mushroom soup tastes so fresh.

Thinking of it this way, it is beautiful in my heart.

I picked it carefully, and there was no place to put it, so I took it in my hand, decided to find a few more flowers, and then went home.

Since there is this thing here, it means that there will be delicious and nutritious things on the dinner table.

Yang Zisen, who carried a small half of bracken on his back, immediately changed his face when he saw the mushroom in his sister's hand.

"Sister, you can't eat this thing!" He stretched out his hand and was about to grab something from Yang Ziqian's hand, ready to throw it away for her.

Yang Ziqian stared at her big eyes, bigger than a bull's eyes.

"You can't eat it, you really can't eat it." Yang Zisen's face was flushed, and he shook his head desperately, "Have you forgotten? The Wang family at the east end of the village had nothing to eat at this time last year. Uncle Wang picked this up on the mountain and cooked it After eating, Wang Erya and her younger sister who played with us are gone. Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang also slept for several days before waking up."

Wang Erya, Yang Ziqian has no memory of the original owner, I'm really sorry, I can't remember this person who disappeared from the world.

However, she carefully looked at the small mushrooms in her hand. They were pine mushrooms, and she was absolutely sure that she was right.She had eaten it before, and was lucky enough to go to the pine mushroom planting base to pick it by herself.

"Third brother, do you know what they eat?" This time, Yang Ziqian decided to instill some modern concepts in him.

Yang Zisen, who recovered from the painful memories, shook his head blankly.

"Actually, we don't know, don't we? Since this is the case, why don't we try it first. This thing is like Houttuynia cordata. Others don't eat it. We try it and know that it can be eaten, and we will find something It’s something new, isn’t it?” From beginning to end, only by trying can one know, and practice brings true knowledge. Yang Ziqian deeply realized how applicable this great philosophy was in the Western Song Dynasty.

"But, what if?" Yang Zisen was still timid.

Houttuynia cordata was fine, but today, half of the bracken on the back and a few small mushrooms that might kill him made him more and more afraid to recognize his sister.

"There is no chance, only ten thousand." Yang Ziqian's modern language came out, which aroused Yang Zisen's doubts again, ten thousand, what is it?
Poor kid Yang Zisen was taken aback by his sister's fresh ideas and vocabulary. Fortunately, he has a good mental capacity, otherwise, he would have rolled his eyes long ago.

Under the guidance of my sister, I picked off the leaf buds on the bracken one by one, cleaned them and threw them into a boiling water pot for a while, picked them up, soaked them in cold water, and in her words, after floating like this for a while, the ferns The dish will not have astringent taste.

Is this thing really edible?
Yang Zisen didn't dare to ask his sister, she was most likely to get angry when it came to questions about what to eat and what not to eat.

At this time, Yang Ziqian was happily planning this delicious wild dinner.

Wash the pine mushrooms, cook soup, and then use the soup to cook corn soup, take a bite, close your eyes and feel it, it tastes great!

Pick up the soaked bracken, cut it into small sections, soak it in the pot for a while, then sprinkle with salt, and let it cool.Throwing it into the mouth, it is slippery, and it is a mountain game. Unfortunately, there is no sesame oil, no garlic, otherwise, there will be garlic and bracken, a good game side dish.

Taking advantage of the little moonlight, the family gathered around the broken table and had dinner.

Everyone is used to the occasional dishes that appear in the middle of the table.

Lowering his head and drinking the soup in his own bowl, Yang Zisen was very surprised. The corn soup made by his sister was more delicious than usual. Is that the reason for the mushroom?

"Well, sister, tonight's soup is really delicious!" Yang Zilin took a big sip, thinking that if there were more, he would definitely drink three bowls.

"That's right, fourth girl, what kind of food is this?"

Yang Danian took a sip and felt that the soup tonight was delicious, so he put his chopsticks into the bowl.A piece of green stuff, definitely not Houttuynia cordata.

"Father, you pay first. Guess what it is." Yang Ziqian said proudly.

Yang Danian took a chopstick and put it into his mouth under Yang Zisen's worried gaze.

"It's a bit slippery, a lot of wild game, I can eat it, but I can't guess what it is." Yang Danian chewed it all in one go, swallowed it, but still didn't know what it was.

When he was commenting on the dishes, the chopsticks of the three sons all stuck into the vegetable bowls.

Different from the curiosity of the eldest brother and the second brother, Yang Zisen wanted to prove that this thing is really edible and can be swallowed.

"What kind of wild vegetable is this?" With one voice, the father and son all looked at the two children.

"It's ferns." Yang Zisen said in a low voice.

"No, it's bracken." Yang Ziqian said loudly, "It's edible, don't worry." After speaking, he put it in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)