"Now, our bamboo shoots have been processed, how are yours?" Tu Rongrong asked after processing all the bamboo shoots he picked.
"I have already told you when I want to pickle the bamboo shoots. As for the bamboo shoots, you can wash them or not, because after the bamboo shoots are pickled sour, you have to wash them again."
"As for the bamboo shoots, what we need to marinate are the tubes, and the tips of the bamboo shoots are a bit more troublesome to deal with."
"If you have clay pots or plastic pots like mine, you can use them to pickle bamboo shoots."
"You ask me what is a clay pot? Do you know ceramics? Ceramics are relatively fine, while clay pots used to pickle things are relatively rough."
"The big vat we used to pickle bamboo shoots was actually made by Uncle Che and I when we were burning bricks. It can be used to hold water or pickle bamboo shoots or sauerkraut. It's very convenient. "
"As for you, you can use some plastic barrels or large bottles with a big and wide mouth."
"Then we can use the bamboo shoot tips to boil the water and cook them thoroughly. After they are cooked, take them out, drain the water and put them in the sun to dry. Of course, if you use a machine to dry them, it's okay, don't dry them too much. It’s dry until there is no moisture at all, you know? It’s enough to keep it dry at 70% to 80%.”
"Okay, after we're done, we can almost start preparing lunch at noon today."
[Anchor, wait, although it seems to be very simple for you to do, but I still have a lot of things I don't understand.]
[Is it that simple for the host to pickle bamboo shoots? Just after the bamboo shoots are prepared, slice them into strips and soak them in water directly?]
[Anchor, are you lying to us, is pickling bamboo shoots so simple?]
[I went out today and broke about dozens of catties of bamboo shoots, and now I'm marinating the bamboo shoots with the anchor.]
[Is it so simple to pickle bamboo shoots? Don't you need to wash the bamboo shoots beforehand?]
[Where is the simplicity of pickled bamboo shoots? When slicing the bamboo shoots into strips, I almost cut my hand qaq]
[Yeah, when I was slicing the bamboo shoots, I almost cut my own hand.]
[Are you upstairs stupid? Just leave things like cutting bamboo shoots to the robot housekeeper at home.]
[Yes, the robot at home can cut things up.]
[You are so stupid, our robots are not intelligent robots at all, are they?]
[That’s right, we don’t have an intelligent robot at home, so let him paste bamboo shoots for us, what if the bamboo shoots are ruined?]
[I'm also drunk, how can a robot that can help slice it need to be so smart? The robot in my family does not have an intelligent system, but it still perfectly slices the bamboo shoots for me.]
[Ah, kill that show off upstairs!]
[Have all your bamboo shoots been marinated?]
Sirius, Hu family.
In the hall of Hu's house, a lot of bamboo shoots were thrown on the ground, and Yang Wenxi, Hu Tianzheng, Hu Tianwen's mother and son were rumbling and peeling off the bamboo shoots.
"Mom, why do we have to break the bamboo shoots by ourselves? Pickle the bamboo shoots ourselves?" Hu Tianzheng asked with a look of lovelessness when he was squatting next to the bamboo shoots and peeling off the skin of the bamboo shoots one by one.
Although the stewed chicken soup with bamboo shoots that the anchor made before was really delicious, they also learned the anchor’s recipe to find bamboo shoots and stew them with the chicken soup, but now they have to deal with hundreds of catties of bamboo shoots, which is really speechless up.
His mother actually took their brothers to the bamboo forest and almost emptied all the bamboo shoots in the entire bamboo forest - the bamboo forest near their house is not that big, and it is good enough to produce hundreds of catties of bamboo shoots, but now it is almost Evacuated by their mother and son.
Hu Tianzheng has nothing to love, they know that the stewed bamboo shoots in chicken soup is delicious, but they don't know how the pickled bamboo shoots taste, why does his mother force their brothers to help her pickle the bamboo shoots together
"It's more fulfilling if you do it yourself, and it's rare for the anchor to teach us how to pickle bamboo shoots. I also want to taste the taste of these bamboo shoots. Of course, we have to pickle them ourselves." He was directing his son to help peel off the bamboo shoots Yang Wenxi, who also followed the stripping, said as a matter of course.
"It's impossible for the anchor to sell the bamboo shoots she pickled herself. If I want to eat them, I have to make them myself." Yang Wenxi plausibly said, "Don't you want to taste the taste of pickled bamboo shoots? And when the time comes, pickled bamboo shoots Once it’s done, we can give some to our relatives and friends so they can taste it too.”
"Especially your grandparents, they all live in the north. According to the anchor, there is no bamboo in the cold climate in the north. So, we have to do our filial piety to your grandparents and let them taste it too. Taste the taste of bamboo shoots."
"Since it was given to your grandpa and grandma, of course your grandparents must not forget it, and you can't favor one over another. Of course, if the elders gave it to you, other relatives and friends must also give it to them to taste."
"The anchor said that the bamboo shoots she made with the third method can be marinated and eaten directly, of course they can also be fried. So, of course, we need to make more, so that we can After eating for a while, you can also give it to relatives and friends."
"Okay, don't ask so many questions. Hurry up and peel off the shells of these bamboo shoots. We can pickle the bamboo shoots after your brother finishes the bucket for you." Yang Wenxi said in a rambling manner. After a lot, he urged his son to say.
Hu Tianzheng: "..."
Hu Tianwen carefully looked at his mother, and then at his elder brother who looked hopeless, silently speeding up his work. Fortunately, he studied mechanical manufacturing, so now he can help make containers for bamboo shoots instead of peeling the bamboo shoots like his big brother.
There are so many burrs on the skin of bamboo shoots, even if they don't hurt when they pierce people, they are very itchy. Hu Tianwen really feels that he would rather get these things he likes than peel off the skin of bamboo shoots.
"Don't complain so much to me. If you have the ability, don't eat the bamboo shoots after they are marinated. If you can stop eating the bamboo shoots after they are marinated, you don't have to help me." Yang Wenxi smiled at his son Said.
What can Hu Tianzheng say? Can he not eat delicious food now? Of course it's impossible, so it's a must to help my mother to deal with the bamboo shoots, and I can't shirk it.
Capital star, Chen family.
"Hurry up, there are so many bamboo shoots, it's all up to you."
Chen Jinyue looked at Chen Jinye, who was lying leisurely on the sofa, and gritted her teeth, "Are you still a man? Are you still a human being? You even let your only sister do coolies, and you just watched?!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, equality between men and women is important now, so what if you are my sister? If you are my sister, you don't need to work?" Chen Jinye said to her sister while watching the live broadcast in holographic projection mode.
Chen Jinyue looked at him very disliked: "But you are my brother, don't you show your compatriot affection for your sister? I am twenty years younger than you, brother."
"No, no, your brother and I are delicate and frail entertainers, and you are a military student. Therefore, it is better for you to do the hard work." Chen Jinye collapsed on the sofa with a weak appearance, and waved his hands He refused to help his sister.
Chen Jinyue: "..." I can't have this elder brother, it's too irritating.