The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 59
"Quick, third brother, let's quickly remove the mud, put it in a basket, and pick it up and go home later!" Yang Ziqian directed his brother, and the two quickly wiped away the big pieces of mud, and put the taro mother taro Throw it into the basket.Every time the pick was full, Yang Danian picked it back and poured it into the cellar.

After going back and forth three times, I finally finished the selection.

"Father, you level the ground. Pick some of those poles and go home first, and clean up the rest slowly." The father and son walked back and forth, stepping on countless footprints on the fresh mud, just because they didn't want anyone See the secrets in the mud.

"Mother, I don't want any leaves, just sticks. I don't care about the small ones. I cut the big ones into two or three pieces. After drying, I wash them, dry them out, rub them with salt, and then wrap them into small pieces. Put it in a jar and seal it, and after a while, you can take it out, chop it up and fry it, steam it or eat it.”

Kanyue Niang looked at the taro sticks left and right at the door, unable to do anything, Yang Ziqian walked over to teach with a smile.

"This child is very good at talking about food, and I don't know if he was the head chef of the imperial dining room in his previous life!" Yueniang was surprised by her daughter's remark, but she was not surprised at all, and scolded her.

"Mother, don't tell me, my daughter thinks that there are no less than a hundred ideas about what to eat in her head, and she doesn't know why. She immediately thinks that if this food is edible, how should I eat that food?" Showing his own uniqueness, he stepped forward and grabbed Mother's arm, shaking it and asked, "Mother, was I really the head chef of the imperial dining room in my previous life?" With a small face, she looked at Yueniang eagerly, waiting for the answer .

These words made Yueniang's hair stand on end.

Glancing at her daughter intently, she couldn't help laughing, "I don't care what you were in your last life, anyway, in this life, you are your mother's fourth girl, a greedy kitten raised by your mother."

"Meow." Yang Ziqian coquettishly learned how to meow, and even rubbed his head on Yueniang's body a few times.

"Go, go, go, mother is going to be busy with these things, go and play with the fifth girl!" Yueniang stretched out her hand and pushed her little head away.

Yang Ziqian shook his head, meowed a few times, and ran into the house happily.

"It's only a few dozen litters, and so much has been harvested!" Yang Danian and his two sons were studying this thing called taro by the cellar.

"That's right, Dad. At the beginning, my sister picked one up in the river and planted it. It only took more than two years to harvest so much. This thing is very productive!" Even if Yang Zimu was mentally prepared, he was also Very pleasantly surprised.

"This stuff is not only high-yield, but also hungry. Brother, pick up a few taro mothers and sons, wash them, and cook them for lunch!" Yang Ziqian happily entered the room and interrupted their conversation.

"This is for making seeds, so let's not eat it for now!" Although I desperately want to know the taste, but my sister still counts on it to make a fortune; or in other words, the whole family still counts on it to make money, so I reluctantly give up!

Yang Zisen was about to say, "I want to eat!" Hearing the arrangement of his elder brother, he immediately lost his temper.

"Taro mother and son can't send it again once, eat it, it's okay!" Yang Ziqian explained generously, in fact, she also misses this taste very much.

The taro is steamed to eat; the mother and son of the taro are cut into small pieces, boiled in soup, and then sprinkled with chopped green onion, the taste makes her salivate; braised in soy sauce is also good; and modern The machine-processed taro cake melts in your mouth, it tastes so beautiful...

Yang Ziqian was dreaming.

Yang Zimu and Yang Zisen picked up four taro mothers and sons and prepared to wash them and eat them as vegetables.

"Brother, how about picking up two more." The second brother was not at home, and Yang Zisen's thinking was that at least one of them would be on hand, so as not to worry about eating.

Yang Zimu didn't know what this kid was up to, smiled, and really jumped into the cellar again, and took two out.

"How do you want to eat this thing?" Yueniang saw that the taro mother and son washed out by her son were almost as thick as a big bowl, but covered with black skin, and there were many roots. How could they eat it like this?
"Wash the mud, scrape off the skin little by little with a knife like this; shave off the roots, wash it again, cut it into small pieces, fry it in oil in the pan, then mix it with water to cook, put some salt in the pan That's enough." Yang Ziqian explained the process while demonstrating.

The oil at home is still the same as when eating meat during the Chinese New Year. Yueniang saves it, and doesn’t put it if she can; It's obviously an extravagant hope, how could my mother use too much oil to fry, but as long as it doesn't boil or burn, it's not bad.Speaking of adding salt, Yang Ziqian thought of green onions, hey, whatever you want is fine, you really abused your stomach!
"Okay, okay, you are clumsy, don't cut off your hands, go play with Wuya, mother will cook!" Knowing how to operate, Yueniang began to drive people out of the kitchen.

"I know that Mother loves me the most!" Throwing down the knife, he still didn't forget to behave in front of Yueniang to please her.

"This child..." Yueniang looked at her daughter's back with a smile, her fourth girl is really smart!
"This is taro, it's really delicious!" Yang Danian took a piece and took a second bite, taking the time to praise it.

"Well, I've never eaten such a delicious dish!" Yang Zisen still had a bite in his mouth, and his chopsticks went into the bowl again.

"It's delicious, Zihe wants to eat it!" Xiao Wuya spoke more and more clearly, and was able to fully express her thoughts.But the chopsticks in my hand were still not very good, and I dropped one on the table. Holding one in my hand, I pointed to the taro in the bowl and shouted loudly to eat it.

"Mother, you can't give Wumei too much food. This food will easily bloat your stomach. If you eat too much, you will accumulate food!" Yang Ziqian looked at Xiao Wuya sympathetically and warned .

As for the adults and the two elder brothers, they can eat whatever they want, the workload is heavy, and the digestion is fast.

My stomach is not good in modern times. Here, I have suffered so much abuse, and I don’t think it will be much better. So, let’s take it easy.

Anyway, there are dozens of taro mothers and sons in the family, and it will take a long time to cook and eat them slowly.
Several large bowls of taro were eaten up, and the porridge in the earthen bowl was still there.

"I'll just drink some rice soup. I'm full!" Yang Zisen stood up, scooped some clear rice soup from the bowl and drank it.

"It's a bit bloated, and I can't eat it anymore!" Yang Zimu wiped his mouth and said embarrassedly.

"Look, your sister is still worried about Wuya, I didn't expect that you two older ones are so ignorant!" Yueniang cast a blank glance at the two sons who were rubbing their bellies and shouting, and said angrily.

"Hehe, don't talk about them, I'm a little bloated!" Yang Danian put down his chopsticks and smiled innocently at Yueniang.

(End of this chapter)