A few days ago, the brigade distributed beans. Jiang Wanwan picked mung beans and chestnuts, and prepared to make some mung bean cakes and chestnut cakes respectively.
Jiang Wanwan used to like tinkering with food, and she had stored a lot of raw materials such as rock sugar and white sugar in her two-bedroom apartment.
When Lu Xiao came back, he saw smoke coming out of the chimney of his house, and as soon as he entered the yard he could smell the sweet fragrance coming from it.
He walked into the house quickly and reached out to pull up the little woman who was squatting on the ground and making a fire.
"Didn't I tell you there was work waiting for me to do when I got back? Why are you making lunch so early? Didn't you have a good breakfast?"
"I'm fine." Jiang Wanwan saw that his brows were furrowed, and she reached out to smooth his brows. "You're just staying at home anyway. I made some canned food and snacks. You can try them later."
The time was almost up, so I simmered it for a while longer, then lifted the lid of the pot and the sweet aroma hit me.
Lu Xiao only knew that the little woman cooked delicious food, but he didn't expect that she could even make snacks and canned food, which were in short supply in the supply and marketing cooperatives.
I carefully took the piece of mung bean cake she handed me and took a light bite. Immediately, the fragrance of mung beans and the soft and glutinous texture of the dessert filled my mouth.
He had eaten mung bean cake before the incident at home. He was still young at that time, and the taste was the same in his memory. No, it tasted better than he remembered.
"Is it delicious?" Jiang Wanwan asked him.
I nodded without hesitation, "It's delicious. It's the best mung bean cake I've ever had."
"There are canned goods downstairs. You can try some later. They're all made from wild fruits. I don't know if it will affect the taste."
Jiang Wanwan picked up two more pieces of chestnut cake and took out a can of canned food for the man to eat.
Lu Xiao tasted them one by one and of course praised them highly. This was not just a compliment, they were really delicious.
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【Talk about tomatoes】
Tomatoes were introduced to my country very early, probably during the Ming Dynasty, but they were not eaten as vegetables.
For a long time in China, tomatoes were grown as ornamental plants. Because they looked like persimmons, they were called persimmons at the time. Later, because they were red and came from the West (Central America and South America), they were called tomatoes. It was not until the end of the Qing Dynasty that people tried to eat tomatoes.
In the early days of liberation, tomatoes were not grown on a large scale because of the planned economy. The vegetable indicators in the north at that time were all cabbage, radish, beans, eggplant, potatoes and other popular vegetables that were easy to transport and store. It was not until the land was contracted to households that some people began to grow tomatoes as cash crops and pick and sell them.
The tomatoes from the author's area did not appear on the market until around 1985, and at that time they were only available in some large vegetable markets in the county. Even if they were available in ordinary markets in the countryside, few people bought them.
It may be a lifestyle habit (that was a time when you had to add half a spoonful of salt to every dish to make it taste good), or it may be a cooking problem (at that time, rural families in the north rarely added sugar when cooking, and eggs would be saved to sell for money. Eating eggs was a luxury. When I was a child, I even saw an aunt's family scrambled tomatoes without eggs). In short, many people were not used to it. I remember my grandfather described the dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes as neither sour nor sweet, and it was not a dish. Perhaps this was the mentality of most people in that era.
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