When it comes to the end, Su Fang looked annoyed and just thought about it. My husband said that he had forgotten that there was still so much salt left in the meat, which was enough for them to cook these days. If the meat was not salted today, it would go bad.
JiLan also didn’t expect this crop. He didn’t see fresh pork in the kitchen today, and he has already finished eating it. I didn’t expect it to be hung in the well, but think about it. There is no refrigerator in this era. Wooden barrels are hung in the well, and the temperature is much cooler than outside.
Wanted to think JiLan way "well, it’s still early today. Uncle Zhuang should go to the town to pick up people and come back. Let’s ask him to help bring more salt back. These eggs are just processed."
Soviet nature is no problem.
When they found Zhang Dazhuang, he just came back with an ox cart, and several villagers in the town were waiting for Zhang Dazhuang to pick him up. At this time, many people in the village made money here in Jilan and wanted to fill some things for their families, and many people were driven.
Come on, Zhang Dazhuang. After help, Qi Lan found that someone had started cutting sweet potato vines in the field. When he calculated it, it happened recently that when he was digging sweet potatoes, Qi Lan suddenly thought of one thing. He forgot to tell the village chief that he was going to!
"Xiao Fang, let’s go find the village chief." Looking at the distance, there is still a period of Jilan at noon, and he doesn’t want such a good thing as sweet potato to be waved.
When the village chief was not at home, two people saw him bending down to cut sweet potato vines in the field. There were a lot of piles next to him. It is estimated that the big and strong ox carts came back and pulled them back directly to save time and effort.
Chapter 41 How to eat sweet potatoes
"Qi ego just went to see you today. You were busy moving these two days, and I didn’t come to tell you that this sweet potato should be taken back.
Although your family didn’t feed pigs, it’s a pity that this sweet potato rotted in the ground. "
The village chief was holding a bundle of sweet potato vines and straightened up to see Jilan pulling Sudan.
"Grandpa, the village head, I was just about to tell you about it." Jilan was a little embarrassed to think that this matter was delayed by himself for more than a month.
"Are you looking for someone to work? You and Fang Gang are the only two people in your family who can do so much work.
But at this time, every family is busy collecting their own sweet potatoes, and it may take a few days for you to find someone to help. "
The village chief remembered that when Qi Lan just bought the land a month ago, he said that he wanted someone to dig the waterlogged field deep.
"It’s not urgent, grandpa village head. If you have time at the moment, can you go to my house first? I have something very important to tell you. "People in the village have helped themselves a lot during this time.
Although they are paid for their work, when they first came to Qijia Village, they were poor. Whether it was a thatched cottage or a handful of food, the villagers gave them this kindness.
So JiLan is also thinking about how to help the villagers, and this time is just a good opportunity.
Although the village head doesn’t know what important things JiLan wants to say to himself, thinking about his alignment with Lan will definitely not be targeted.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter if this sweet potato is early or late at all. The village chief simply put a sickle and washed his hands by the river, just like Jilan went back.
"Xiao Fang, will you help me get some of those dried sweet potatoes?"
Of course, this dried sweet potato is not the first time to do that. They have already eaten it up. This dried sweet potato is sweet and chewy. Not only Su Fang and twins like it, but even Qi Lan will put one in his mouth when he is free.
Plus twins bring some to their little friends from time to time.
The first time I did it, I had already finished eating it. Now it is the third time that Jilan has asked Su Fang to get it.
"Dried sweet potatoes?" The village chief is not white. Is the sweet potato dried? But sweet potatoes can’t be eaten when they are dried.
Qi Lan showed a calm expression and didn’t explain in a hurry. The village chief resisted the curiosity at the bottom of his heart. Su Fang quickly took a plate of dried sweet potatoes with a crystal clear yellow texture and put them in front of the village chief. When the village chief immediately opened his eyes, "This is dried sweet potatoes?" His eldest grandson also took this thing home. He knew it was from Qi Xiao’s family. The little one gave it to his eldest grandson and tasted it. It was really delicious.
Especially for people like them who haven’t eaten anything sweet all year round, but this is dried sweet potatoes? Sweet potato?
"Grandpa is the village head, and I want to tell you something. This sweet potato is not inedible. Accurately speaking, if it is done correctly, it is a very good thing." Jilan pushed the dried sweet potato in front of the village head. "And the sweet potato also has the functions of invigorating qi and blood, relieving constipation and resisting aging. If it is made into dried sweet potato,
Not only does it have a unique flavor, but it can last for a long time. "
"Qi Xiao, what exactly do you mean?"
I don’t know how the village chief suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. It seems that Qi Xiao’s coming to talk will definitely surprise him!
"Grandpa, the village head, I mean that the sweet potatoes in our village can be made into dried sweet potatoes, which can not only be put for a long time, but also be a delicious snack. If sold, many people will definitely buy it."
This is JiLan’s idea of planting sweet potatoes to be fertile.
Many people in Suoqijia Village have planted sweet potatoes, and many of them have been planted.
Most of these sweet potatoes will rot except for pigs. Knowing that so many people can’t eat, but there are so many things to eat, Qi Lan feels distressed about food. After experiencing the scarcity of food in the last days, Qi Lan feels that food is more precious.
"Really?" The village head suddenly showed an unbelievable expression.
"Of course it’s true. This sweet potato can not only make dried sweet potatoes, but also do many other things. I don’t want these things to be washed away. I want to tell these things to the villagers." Qi Lan smiled. "In fact, this method of dried sweet potatoes is also very easy …"
"Such as haze together since this is your mind that it is up to you to tell the villagers.
You know what? I’ll inform everyone of the meeting when it’s a little late.
Why don’t you tell them these things then? "
The village chief fought back his excitement and made a decision soon.
The village chief is not worried about whether this dried sweet potato can be sold.
Regardless of whether this dried sweet potato is really delicious, isn’t it the same even if it can’t be sold and eaten at home? Less is much worse than sweet potatoes, isn’t it? Besides, Qi Xiao said that this dried sweet potato can be kept for a long time.
JiLan is not as detailed as the village chief thought, but on second thought, it is clear that the village chief is painstaking. After all, he is also a person who came back halfway. The villagers are still separated by a layer. He is assisted by his kindness. If the sweet potato is done from the village chief’s mouth this time, the effect is definitely not as good as that of JiLan telling them himself.
"That line in this case, I won’t delay the village head grandpa when you buy these dried sweet potatoes. Take them back to the children to eat."
JiLan put the dried sweet potatoes in a bowl and handed it to the village head. The village head thanked him and left.
"Husband, do you really want to tell others how to cook dried sweet potatoes?"
Su Fang just didn’t speak, but she also listened all the time.
"Not dried sweet potatoes, but some other practices of sweet potatoes. The output of this sweet potato is much higher than that of other grains. It would be a pity if it were lost like this."
Even if he is not a native farmer’s uncle, Qi Lan is not inferior to cherishing food.
"Mm-hmm" Su Fang nodded repeatedly. "Yeah, yeah, I think there were so many sweet potatoes at home before, but it’s a pity that I ate too much raw, cooked and ate too much, and my stomach hurt."
JiLan rubbed his Soviet head. "Don’t worry, I’ll never go hungry again."
Looking at Su Fang Yilang and laughing at Qi Lan, I was thinking that it seems that it is time to study sweet potato starch and vermicelli.
Chapter 4 Village Start
The village chief’s appeal was indeed not covered before it was dark. Just after dinner at Jilan’s house, Zhang Dazhuang called him and asked him to come over. By the way, he also brought back more than ten kilograms of salt to help Jilan.
When Qi Lan arrived at the village head’s house, she found that almost every family in Qijia Village had men coming over. These people were sitting in the village head’s yard with a small bench.
Let’s make it simple for the village chief. Qi Lan told him about it at noon, and the villagers, especially those who have children at home who have dried sweet potatoes.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I stared at Jilan. Even though Jilan boasted that her concentration was good enough, she was a little uncomfortable at the moment.
In a few words, I explained the method of dried sweet potatoes in detail, then told them that baked sweet potatoes were also delicious, and then left quickly with the enthusiastic eyes of the villagers.
He felt that if he didn’t leave again, he would definitely be melted by the enthusiasm of the villagers.
"Husband, you’re back." Zhang Dazhuang brought Jilan to the door with a torch. Zhang Dazhuang just went back to Sudan and opened the door.
"Xiao Fang, you are still awake. Where are the children?" JiLan conveniently pulled Sudan hand with people back.
"They’re already asleep, husband. What did you say to the village chief and them?"
Generally speaking, husband is not allowed to ask about things outside his own family. He just has to mind his family’s affairs, but the Soviet side thinks his husband is different. Even if he doesn’t ask, he will take the initiative to tell himself about things outside. Is it okay to ask?
"Although I have gone to town to buy baked sweet potatoes, there should be many people buying them for a penny a catty.
But they all think it’s so troublesome, and if no one buys it, they will wave and wave firewood. "
The washing water has been boiled. Qi Lan explained while washing her face that "all the villagers are going to cook sweet potatoes, but they can’t do it to avoid causing market disorder. I asked them to set a unified price and then sell them at this price."
"Market disorder? What does this mean? " Su Fang is following Qi Lan like a curious baby.