Lady Caisang: My husband is a little sweet

Chapter 58 Dried Vegetables

However, Gu Qingya's female celebrity is still not as good as Gu's, so she only makes a part of Fang's clothes, and the more detailed things are made by Gu's.

Just like this, the Double Ninth Festival has passed. At this time, it is already the time for the second season of rice harvest, and it is also the time for digging lotus roots. More importantly, the taxation will start.

The Daming Dynasty collected taxes twice a year, divided into summer and autumn. The summer tax was mainly silkworm tax, which could be paid in silver or grain or silk products. In the autumn tax, the main tax was grain and population tax.

Autumn harvest is different from summer harvest, there is no need to hurry, and the water in the fields has been drained, and it rarely rains, so there is no need to change jobs to rush time, and the whole family can do it slowly, which is completely ok.

This year, the family has rented a few more acres of land. After the rent is removed, there is still enough food for the whole family. In addition to the soybeans, sweet potatoes and other products of the dry land, life is much more comfortable than before.

In the past few years, the number of ships going to sea has gradually increased. The imperial court has issued various regulations and taxes for going to sea. It is said that people from the imperial court will lead a team to sea this year.

Gu Qingya wrote down these news while listening to other people chatting. In fact, what she hopes more is that new crops can be introduced, so the storage of rations will definitely be more generous.

After the late rice was harvested and dried in the sun, the tax collectors of the county government took them away in carts. It can only be said that some families are happy and some are sad. However, the taxes in the past two years have shown a downward trend. The life of poor people can actually go on.

After paying the tax, most people breathed a sigh of relief, and began to reserve the rations until next summer's harvest, and calculated the surplus.

At this time of year, there are quite a few people collecting grain in the village, some in the county and some in the neighboring county, and it is very lively.

After rejecting several waves of dealers who came to buy, Yan's father showed no impatience on his face. He sells grain every year, and the days when he has to count the rice for the next summer harvest before the next summer harvest are really scary. When there is no need to repay the debt At that time, Yan's father wanted to dig two more cellars to store the grain secretly.

After storing the grain, Father Yan and Gu Shi began to worry about the piece of radish and mustard greens planted in the field, and planned to buy some more containers for pickling.

Regarding the behavior of his son and daughter-in-law, Fang knew about it and acquiesced. After living most of his life, there will always be a few natural disasters, so it is always right to plan ahead.

However, if they are all pickled into pickles, they need to buy a lot of salt, and they can be preserved better if they are dried in the sun. But obviously, Gu Shi is not very good at pickling, so it can only be said to be edible.

Of course, Gu Qingya's experience is not as good as her parents', but she remembered that in the travel book she saw in Zangshuge, there were several recipes for pickles.

Obviously, those delicious pickles are not suitable for long-term preservation. Fortunately, there is no content in this aspect. Although the method of scalding and drying is time-consuming and laborious, it is cheaper than pickling.

For Gu Qingya's method, Yan's father and Gu's accepted it easily. The vegetables in the field were brought back in a steady stream. Their children sat at the door, moved a small stool, and picked up bad leaves or The ones that were eaten badly by insects were selected separately.

The dishes that have been selected are relatively clean, just wash them lightly and put them in boiling water again.After the slices of mustard greens are cooked, they have to be torn into strips and hung on the hemp rope. These tasks require a lot of patience. Fortunately, Gu Qingya is used to it and doesn't find it boring.

There are not many families like the Yan family who plant large fields of mustard greens and radishes. Because the yield of sweet potatoes that have just been introduced is not low, many people only grow enough radishes and mustard greens for their own food, and they all grow sweet potatoes and some hard-to-serve vegetables. went.

It's also like Liu Bingbing's family background, but they have to grow vegetables if there is any open space. They have to pick the mustard radishes and sell them in the county every year.

"Qingya, what are you doing?" Liu Bingbing came to see if the Yan family grew radishes after listening to Liu's mother, or he would send two baskets over, but he didn't expect to see Gu Qingya as soon as he came. They are busy.

"Sun-dried vegetables, do you want to try it at home?" After all, there is no need for any recipe, and a discerning person will know how to do it just by looking at it.

"Isn't it scalded? Isn't it usually chopped up and dried?" Sometimes it can't be sold, and the family can't finish it. When it is a disaster year, no matter whether it is eaten by humans or livestock, it can be eaten.

"Blanched and dried, the taste is different. If you are interested, you can try it at home. After drying, put it in a jar, and it can be stored for a long time." As long as the dried vegetables are not damp, it is certain to be stored for three or four years.

Liu Bingbing didn't doubt Gu Qingya's words. At this moment, she remembered the purpose of her visit, "Hey, do you grow radishes this year? If not, come to our house to pick two baskets to pickle."

When Gu Qingya heard it, she immediately understood, "There are still a lot of plants. If your house can't be sold, just like we do, it might be easy to sell by the end of the year."

Because the Gu family taught Liu Bingbing how to reel silk, the Liu family had to think about their own family in everything, and the two families got closer and closer.

"My father planted a lot this year, so there's no need to go back and thank your mother for us." Gu Qingya said with a smile.

"Hey, there's nothing to be thankful for. That's fine. I'll go back first. Come and play with me if you have time." Liu Bingbing also had a lot to do, so she hurried home without staying.

Because there is an extra leap month this year, the days before the Chinese New Year seem a bit long, and for children, they look forward to the Chinese New Year even more.

It's just winter, and I feel that this year's winter is colder than before, it's hard for people who are afraid of the cold, Gu Qingya can't wait to stay in bed all day long.

Fang is also afraid of the cold, she stays in the room or basks in the sun outside the door, and does not leave Mrs. Tang in her hand.In winter, there are few people visiting the house, so it seems a little lonely, but Yan Qingpu's meeting is just a fun time, and putting him next to Fang's can make the old man feel a little bit happier.

Although Xiangyang Mansion is located in the south, although there is not much work in winter, it does not mean that there is no need to do things. In the vegetable garden, spinach, cauliflower, cabbage and peas are planted in batches, and they must be weeded and fertilized from time to time.

Even if she is afraid of the cold, Gu Qingya does not miss the things she should do every day. In winter, she has the best chance to do some manual work to earn some change.

Gu Qingya knows that there are people who make silk flowers and sell them, and they earn a lot of money. She has seen it before, but it is not difficult, the main thing is the color, pattern and fabric. If they can make unique ones, the price will go up.

It's just that some tricks can't be done by groping. The books that appear in the library are still very random. Now she reads gardening design, garden appreciation, gardening notes, etc., which are all miscellaneous books. Writing is not much different from usual speaking, to be honest Yes, she was a little disappointed.

(End of this chapter)