Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 148: 148. Continue to lettuce

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But it’s only Qingming Festival now, and the mint has only grown a few fresh and tender clumps. Plus, since I’m new here, I didn’t prepare any chicken blood…

The seventh cousin sighed secretly and decided to save this dish for the summer.

Here, Zhang Yanping had already picked up a large handful of blooming rapeseed flowers, gathered them in his arms, and then threw them into the basket.

The seventh cousin looked down and jumped up instantly:

"Why did you choose the ones that are fully bloomed? Aren't the ones with the flowers wrapped around them more tender?"

Zhang Yanping was confused for a moment. He didn't even cook, so how could he know that when you ask for rapeseed flowers, you ask for the flower purse instead of the flower itself

But this did not stop him from being confident:

"Seventh cousin," he didn't know what to call, so he just followed Tan Tan: "The bees are collecting honey over here, leave the flower bags for them, and we can eat what they leave. I'm not picky."

Seventh cousin: …

The chef can't stand hearing that!

"Don't say that to anyone. It's not shameful enough. What kind of family is this? To eat a rape flower, you have to pick out what the bees have left..."

But thinking about the sweetness of the honey water he tasted yesterday, he couldn't help smacking his lips:

"Old lady, did you drink the honey water last night?"

"I drank it." Grandma Qi answered straightforwardly: "Don't mention it, I slept very well last night, and I went to the toilet smoothly this morning."

As we get older, our gastrointestinal function is actually not as good as when we were young, and constipation is a common problem.

I've only been back for one night, and I feel so relaxed all over. Grandma Qi said: I feel comfortable all over my body.

Hearing this, Uncle Seven also touched his stomach and thought of the wanton reincarnation of the five grains this morning...

Look at the rape flowers blooming in the basket again. Just eat the leftovers. I will never complain about them again.

Zhang Yanping followed behind leisurely, carrying a basket. He had not gone far when he saw his seventh cousin stop by someone's vegetable garden to look at the coriander crawling all over the ground.

He leaned over to take a look and immediately asked excitedly, "Are you having fish for lunch?"

Oh, the wild crucian carp caught by his uncle is especially sweet whether stewed or braised, and you can never get tired of eating it.

But I have eaten a lot at home during this period. How many fish did I catch? Why haven’t I finished eating yet

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, I saw my seventh cousin shaking his head: "I searched the refrigerator yesterday, and the crucian carp was gone. There was only a bag of salted fish cubes left. The coriander is growing well. When I get back, I'll go to my eldest brother's vegetable garden to dig more coriander. I'll roast the remaining beef with coriander and chili peppers."

Zhang Yanping didn't know what was going on, but just hearing the name made his saliva water.

After thinking carefully about the taste, I realized that I have lived in vain for more than 20 years. It’s okay that I haven’t tasted the rapeseed flowers in front, but why haven’t I tasted this roast beef with coriander

My stomach is full and bloated, but my mouth is full of saliva. This feeling is particularly uncomfortable!

The three of them slid around half of the mountain. The seventh cousin felt refreshed and strong, and he wanted to show off his cooking skills on everything he saw.

When I was almost back home, I saw a bunch of newly sprouted wolfberries by the woods.

So he gave the command without hesitation:

"Yan Ping, go pick some wolfberry sprouts."

Then he took out his phone and called Song Tan:

"Song Tan, have you reached the city yet? Remember to weigh a pound of pears when you come back! I'll pick some wolfberry sprouts and make you an egg and wolfberry sprout ball with eggs and pork hind leg meat at noon."

The "ground pear" that my seventh cousin mentioned is a slang term here. The scientific name of this thing is water chestnut. When I was a child, my family grew rice, and we would always dig out a lot of it when plowing the fields.

Song Tan also liked to eat it, but it was round like a glutinous rice ball, and it was troublesome to peel it. Therefore, when she was working in Ningcheng, she would buy the peeled ones at the fruit stall for five yuan a bag to satisfy her craving.

So he agreed immediately.

Needless to say, Zhang Yanping has never eaten this dish.

As he carefully picked the wolfberry sprouts, trying not to get pricked by the thorns, his mouth was drooling: What can I say

Suddenly I felt like the head chef of the imperial kitchen.

At the same time, Uncle Song Dafang was losing his temper at home:

"If you don't want to cook, just tell me as soon as possible. I'll go to the restaurant next door to buy some. You won't go hungry."

"That's right!" Daughter-in-law Sun Yanyan was overwhelmed when she saw her mother-in-law sitting at the kitchen door peeling lettuce again:

"Mom, we can't eat this lettuce every meal, no matter how much! Ziyi even cried last night because of it."

Didn’t I bring back all the lettuce from three fields when I went back to my hometown two days ago

I thought it was as delicious as Chinese Milk Vetch, and I was planning to see if I could sell it for a high price or something like that…

Who would have thought that when I fried it that night, it turned out to be no different from the lettuce I got from my hometown, or even from the one at the vegetable market.

Mao Li's face turned black at that time:

"How dare you sell this thing for twenty-one kilograms? Even a dog wouldn't be fooled!"

Uncle Song's face darkened instantly, and he slapped Kuaizi: "Even dogs wouldn't be fooled, why did you two get such a big basket?"

Mao Li: …

She thought to herself, I didn’t scold myself, but you took the blame on yourself!

But she only dared to whisper: "You didn't stop us when we went to dig."

Then look at the dozens of strong lettuces in the kitchen. My God! How are they going to feed their family of five

I can't throw it away, but if I give it as a gift... why should I give it as a gift? Why should I let others take advantage of me

So, when she got home that day, in addition to a meal of stir-fried shredded lettuce that night, Ziyi's porridge the next morning contained diced lettuce.

Mao Li’s cooking skills are average. She put the lettuce directly into the porridge without blanching it. The child pushed the bowl away and said, “It tastes worse than grass.”

It's noon, and I stewed pork ribs with lettuce. This is okay, and the pork ribs are quite fragrant.

Everyone ate their fill.

But in the evening, in addition to the lettuce stewed with pork ribs left over from lunch, I also had an extra plate of stir-fried lettuce with shredded pork.

The family's faces all looked as green as lettuces, but they forced themselves to finish the meal.

Who would have thought that early this morning, Mao Li made an egg pancake for Ziyi - children, after all, love beauty, so she usually adds a slice of lettuce, a slice of tomato, and a slice of bacon.

Whether it tastes good or not, it must be bright and have a sense of ceremony.

It was not easy today. I grated the lettuce into fine shreds, blanched it and then rolled it in.

Including the lunch I had when I returned to my hometown, this is the time I ate lettuce for several meals in a row.

The child went to kindergarten crying.

After finally getting through the morning, the whole family saw her sitting at the kitchen door again, watching TV and peeling lettuce. They really couldn't stand it anymore.

Mao Li was also angry: "If Tan Tan hadn't been treacherous and deliberately asked us to bring back the unpalatable lettuce, why would there be so many of them piled up in the kitchen?"

If you don’t eat it quickly, you can just throw it away. It’s two yuan per pound in the vegetable market!

They were all farmers, so the uncle didn't say to throw it away, but his face was dark: "Then give it away! Give more to Hongmei, give more to the neighbors, or I'll bring it to the store to share with the neighbors."

"That won't work."

Mao Li was thinking: What should I give as a gift during a festival that is not a festival

This lettuce is growing strong, one head weighs several kilograms, and two heads cost more than ten yuan. Is this a waste of time?"