17 Egg and Radish Cake
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Ye Yunzhao lay lazily on the bed, with a glimpse of moonlight in front of the window. She glanced sideways, leaning her right leg against her bent right leg, swinging leisurely, and she was in a pretty good mood.
Although Zhuang Xue's issue has not been resolved yet, it has finally been put on the agenda. Sun Ning is unwilling to be a clerk in the workshop. She understands that everyone has different aspirations.
But Ye Yunzhao thought that he had to change his habit of poaching capable people when he saw them.
Diverting water for irrigation was not difficult. Although she had never seen wooden irrigation tools in her previous life, she had gone through the "one in ten thousand" selection test after all, so she had naturally seen pictures of them.
But as for what to do specifically, she still needs to study the river near the wheat field tomorrow, and also draw a sketch so that Sun Ning can see which one is more reliable.
After thinking all this through, Ye Yunzhao felt relieved and closed her eyes contentedly, but just as she closed her eyes, she suddenly thought of rice.
Ye Yunzhao didn't know how the rice was sieved and threshed after being husked in this dynasty.
In addition, there is the matter of composting. I don’t know whether County Magistrate Han has distributed the vegetable seeds. Most importantly, he has not told everyone what crop rotation is.
The more Ye Yunzhao thought about it, the clearer her mind became. She even wanted to get up and ask County Magistrate Han, but it was already late, so she had no choice but to give up. You can't blame Ye Yunzhao for thinking too much. Rice, wheat, and vegetables are the foundation of people's lives. She was born with a thoughtful and worrying personality, so naturally she was concerned about everything.
After a long time, she finally fell asleep, but suddenly sat up in a half-awake state.
Oh right! Thinning out the seedlings! I haven’t told County Magistrate Han about thinning out the seedlings yet!
Ye Yunzhao came back to his senses, scratched his head with both hands, threw himself heavily onto the bed, and wailed.
When Liu Mazi saw her the next day, he was shocked by the overly obvious dark circles under her eyes.
"County Magistrate Ye, you didn't sleep well last night..."
Ye Yunzhao yawned and said incoherently, "I slept well."
"Have you seen County Magistrate Han?" she asked.
"No." Liu Mazi scratched his head helplessly and said, "County Magistrate Han has been distributing vegetable seeds door to door these days. I guess he went there early this morning."
"Oh, by the way, the county magistrate also taught me a lot of rhymes. Onions, garlic, and cabbage. It's not enough, it's not enough..."
"Less diseases and pests." Ye Yunzhao felt relieved knowing that County Magistrate Han was promoting crop rotation recently.
"Yes, yes! County Magistrate Ye, how do you know that?" Liu Mazi's face was full of surprise. He only knew that Ye Yunzhao and his fellow villagers had been asking questions door to door in the past few days, and often took notes at night. How could he know what County Magistrate Han said, like an immortal with three heads and six arms?
Before Ye Yunzhao could answer, Liu Mazi tried to smooth things over for her: "Being educated is different. County Magistrate Ye is indeed exceptionally intelligent."
Ye Yunzhao laughed and changed the subject: "Liu Bantou, do you have anything to do today? I want to go see the rivers in the East and West Townships."
"Okay." Liu Mazi simply agreed and introduced it to her along the way.
"To the east of the wheat fields in Xixiang lies a large river, known as the Red Mud River. On clear days, you can see the red mud at the bottom of the river. The water is crystal clear, a truly unique sight in Xixiang."
"How is the water volume?" Ye Yunzhao asked.
"It's so deep that no one washes clothes or vegetables here." Liu Mazi pointed to a place:
"County Magistrate Ye, look."
Ye Yunzhao looked in the direction of Liu Mazi's finger. The Red Silt River was about four meters wide and held a vast volume of water. As he had said, the water was extremely clear, so even though it was deep, one could still vaguely see the red mud at the bottom.
"Do you know how families water their wheat fields?" Ye Yunzhao asked curiously.
The amount of irrigation needs to be increased after winter wheat is sown and during the subsequent wintering and greening periods. She doesn't know how the local people achieve such a complicated process.
"This is always a big project. Each man carries two buckets of river water at a time..."
"Just watering it little by little?" Ye Yunzhao asked in surprise, "Carrying water from the Hongyu River? Aren't you afraid of falling in such a deep river?"
Liu Mazi realized she had misunderstood and spoke hurriedly, "County Magistrate Ye, although we need the water from the Hongyu River, we don't have to go down there. We can just use this."
As he spoke, he pointed to a wooden rack beside the river in the distance. Ye Yunzhao walked closer and recognized it as a jiegao.
The winch in front of me is very simple. A thick wooden stake stands beside the Hongyu River, and a thin bamboo pole is cleverly stuck on it by some method. A huge stone is tied to the end of the bamboo pole, and a bucket tying tool is made of hemp rope at the front end.
The lever is a water-lifting tool that looks like a lever. When using it, you only need to tie a wooden barrel to the front end of a bamboo pole and raise and lower it, which can save a lot of effort.
"It's a good thing." Ye Yunzhao exclaimed.
The county magistrate was indeed smart. Liu Mazi secretly praised him in his heart. He knew what he was at a glance.
"Who made this?" Ye Yunzhao was eager to find talented people.
"Old Carpenter Sun." Liu Mazi was afraid she didn't know him, "He's Carpenter Sun's father."
Sun Ning's father? Ye Yunzhao's heart moved slightly, remembering how Sun Ning was so excited and her eyes were shining when she first saw the sketch of the three-legged plow. Perhaps even she herself didn't realize it.
"Where is Dongxiang?" Ye Yunzhao asked.
"The river near the wheat fields in Dongxiang is called Maolin River. Unlike Hongyu River, which is next to the wheat fields, there is a small patch of wild fruit trees between the Maolin River and the wheat fields. Although it is inconvenient to fetch water back and forth, the red fruits we pick are delicious, so everyone is reluctant to give them up."
Liu Mazi described it vividly and said with a smile: "There are wooden racks in Maolin River too."
Ye Yunzhao knew that the wooden rack he was talking about was the winch, and nodded slightly.
Last night she didn't know whether Lingnan County was suitable for a drum wheel or a keel waterwheel. Now that she saw the Hongyu River in Xixiang, only the keel waterwheel could be used.
The reason is simple: the banks of the Hongyu River are deep and the water level is high. Using a drum wheel would require a very large wheel circumference, which would be too much work. The keel waterwheel, on the other hand, is suitable for deeper waters, but it requires manual operation and is somewhat complicated.
After understanding the situation clearly, Ye Yunzhao was finally able to put his mind at ease.
"County Magistrate Ye! Team Leader Liu!" Wang Cuihua's high-pitched voice, which was very personal, suddenly sounded from afar.
Ye Yunzhao turned around and saw Wang Cuihua, dressed in a coarse blue linen dress, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, rushing towards them. When she came closer, Ye Yunzhao raised the corner of his lips and called out:
"Madam Cuihua."
Liu Mazi peeked at the large bamboo basket behind Wang Cuihua and asked, "Madam Cuihua, are you going to pick some wild fruits?"
"I'm going to dig radishes!" Wang Cuihua weighed her bamboo basket. "Look, picking wild fruits doesn't require such a big bamboo basket."
"Ground radish? What is it?" Ye Yunzhao looked puzzled.
"County Magistrate Ye, you've never eaten ground radish?!" In Wang Cuihua's eyes, County Magistrate Ye was a "walking scholar." She had invented all those amazing farm tools, yet she had never eaten this ordinary ground radish. A sense of responsibility suddenly rose in her heart.
"Okay, okay. If you have nothing else to do, why don't you come with me and dig radishes?" Wang Cuihua winked at Liu Mazi again. "If you have anything to do, just tell Liu Bantou. The county magistrate has been busy all day, and it's time for him to take a few days off to rest."
She spoke vividly, and Liu Mazi beside her also tried his best to agree with her. Ye Yunzhao actually supported Qiao'er today and followed Wang Cuihua to see a doctor.
The two picked up a thick branch and talked and laughed along the way. They walked for a long time until they stopped in a place covered with green leaves.
Wang Cuihua gently dug the soil with a branch, and Ye Yunzhao followed suit. After digging more than twenty times, a bulging "spherical potato" appeared in front of her.
She had just dug out when two or three more "big potatoes" appeared. Ye Yunzhao dug them twice and found that one green leaf vine could produce three or four ground radishes, which was really a high yield.
The "big potato" was the same color as a potato, not very round, and had a long root at the end. In Ye Yunzhao's eyes, it looked like a cherry radish magnified dozens of times.
"County Magistrate Ye, tear off the skin and try it."
"Peeled off?" Ye Yunzhao looked at Wang Cuihua in shock when she heard that. She had never seen the skin of a radish being torn off.
"That's it."
Wang Cuihua smiled and pulled hard from the top of the radish. With a "squeaky" sound, the skin fell off smoothly, revealing the white and plump inside.
Ye Yunzhao took a tentative bite nervously. It was smooth in the mouth, the flesh was crisp with a slight sweetness, and tasted like a water chestnut, crisp but not astringent. Most importantly, it was juicy. After one bite, the juice overflowed in the mouth, and after chewing it twice, it was like drinking a big mouthful of sugar water.
It’s really delicious.
When Wang Cuihua saw Ye Yunzhao's eyes light up and the corners of his lips curled up, she knew that she had been conquered by Di Luobo.
Since Ye Yunzhao didn't carry a bamboo basket, all the radishes he dug were naturally placed in Wang Cuihua's bamboo basket. Before they knew it, it was noon and the bamboo basket was full of harvest.
When the two parted, Ye Yunzhao asked Wang Cuihua to pick out some old radishes for him.
Ye Yunzhao just dug and ate them. The freshly grown radishes tasted crispy, sweet and juicy, while the radishes that had grown for a long time and had not been dug out tasted a little starchy. They were crispy but not rough, but still sweet.
Wang Cuihua didn't like to eat these old radishes, so she naturally didn't understand why Ye Yunzhao didn't want fresh radishes. She was just secretly happy in her heart, thinking that the county magistrate was taking great care of her.
Little did people know that Ye Yunzhao just wanted to see if the old radish could be made into flour like the sweet potato. If so, he could mix some of it into the mixed noodles and distribute it to poor households to satisfy their hunger in winter.
Ye Yunzhao made sweet potato flour during the Chinese New Year in his previous life. He cut the washed sweet potatoes into small pieces, crushed them in a blender, added water and filtered them. After the starch settled, he exposed them to the sun for a few days and they were ready.
The process is not difficult, but where can she get a blender now?
When Ye Yunzhao passed by Aunt Hu's meat stall, he didn't treat her as an outsider at all. He smiled and asked, "Aunt Hu, do you have a stone mortar at home? I'd like to borrow it for a few days."
"No." Aunt Hu shook her head and patted her chest. "What do you want to mash? If it's small, County Magistrate Ye, just bring it to me. I'll chop it into paste with my knife skills."
"If it's big, just put it in a wooden barrel and crush it with a stick."
After hearing this, Ye Yunzhao suddenly realized that it would be easier to grind the radish with a rough stone.
"Thank you, Aunt Hu, for your guidance." She thanked him hurriedly, turned around and went to the county government office.
Although the Lingnan County government office was small and had no garden, it had a green forest landscape and quite a few stones. Ye Yunzhao didn't know whether a large or small stone would be suitable, so he picked out two stone slabs of different sizes and moved them to his own yard with considerable effort.
Ye Yunzhao only had a wooden barrel of the right size. She poured clean water into the barrel, washed the small stone slab, and placed the stone slab against the barrel wall. She tried the angle and it seemed to work.
Then he peeled the radishes one by one and threw them into the wooden barrel. In order to save effort, Ye Yunzhao found a bamboo mat, sat on the ground, and waited to start.
She picked up a radish, placed it on the stone slab and slid it up and down, and it soon became potato mash. Apart from being a bit laborious, Ye Yunzhao felt that it was more convenient than a blender.
After grinding two or three radishes, the clear stream water in the wooden barrel turned into a milky white liquid. After grinding another three or five, the wooden barrel was filled with sticky potato pulp.
I have the potato pulp, and I can cut a piece of the coarse cloth I brought back from Yuezhou City last time to use as gauze. But the problem arises again: where to filter it...
Filtering requires two crossed wooden sticks with gauze on the four ends to form a net for filtering a little bit at a time, or someone can do it.
Naturally, Ye Yunzhao had no cross-wooden frame to filter, and no one...
She sighed helplessly and looked around the yard. She felt that the few trees planted in the corner of the yard were barely enough to do the job.
After working for a long time, boiling the cloth to disinfect it, tying the knots and checking them, half an hour had passed by the time Ye Yunzhao started filtering.
She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and poured the potato pulp little by little onto the gauze. The radish residue remained on the gauze, and the pulp flowed through the gauze into the small wooden barrel.
This was repeated dozens of times before all the potato pulp in the wooden barrel was emptied. But it was not over yet. The radish residue on the gauze had to be rinsed with clean water several times. Ye Yunzhao squeezed the gauze tightly and the filtration was completely completed.
Ye Yunzhao was reluctant to throw away the radish residue. She picked up some and put it in her mouth. It tasted a bit like sweet potato residue. She planned to make it into a pancake, but she didn't know how it would taste.
When passing by the chicken coop, Ye Yunzhao accidentally found two eggs inside.
"Oh my! Which of you two laid the eggs?" Ye Yunzhao was extremely surprised and said to the two little hens he bought a few days ago, "Great! You are the best little hens in the world!"
Ye Yunzhao happily took away the two eggs. She planned to improve the egg and sweet potato cake she had eaten into an egg and radish cake.
There were quite a few ground radish residues, so she took out half and put it in a ceramic bowl, and scattered the rest into the chicken coop. One reason was to reward the hens for laying eggs and to improve the food for the chicks; the other reason was that she really couldn't finish it, and it would go bad by tomorrow. The rotten ground radish residues would eventually be eaten by the chicks.
Ye Yunzhao beat two precious country eggs in a ceramic bowl, sprinkled some fine salt, and mixed them together with the radish residue. It would be nice if there was some lard at this time. The pancakes made with lard are fragrant. She made up her mind that after a few days of free time, she must boil a ceramic pot of lard.
If there is no lard, soybean oil will do. Ye Yunzhao poured the little soybean oil left in the kitchen into the pot. When the oil started to smoke, she poured all the contents of the ceramic bowl into the pot in one breath.
Anyway, I'm eating it alone, so there's no need to make it into small pancakes.
Ye Yunzhao used a wooden spatula to press the radish residue in the pan, and soon it became a round pancake. When this side was almost fried, she tried her best to flip it over, and the aroma of eggs filled the kitchen.
When Ye Yunzhao put the pancake into the ceramic bowl, he looked at the golden color on both sides and swallowed unconsciously.
She blew on it quickly and put the golden radish cake into her mouth. The thinner parts on the four sides were soaked in oil and fried crispy and delicious, while the inside was very soft and lived up to the reputation of being crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
The first thing you taste is the rich aroma of egg with a hint of salt. The more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, and the aftertaste even has a hint of the sweetness of radish.
Ye Yunzhao didn't know if she was hungry, but she felt that the egg and radish pancake was a delicacy that was beyond compare. She ate up a large pancake in a short while.
Eggs are indeed good things, and fried eggs are especially delicious. Ye Yunzhao thinks they are even better than meat. She hopes that the chicks will grow up quickly, and also hopes that the hens will eat more radish residue and lay more eggs.
Before going to bed at night, Ye Yunzhao changed the settled slurry water twice. When changing the water, she saw a thick layer of starch at the bottom of the bucket. It seemed that her thought was correct.
If it is the same as sweet potato starch, then can we make some improved jelly?
I just don't know if there are similar delicacies here. If not, this is a good way to make money. Ye Yunzhao stretched lazily. She has a monthly salary, so she can teach this method to Madam Cuihua.
But is Madam Cuihua willing to learn?
Ye Yunzhao didn't know that the more she thought about it, the sleepier she became. She just lay lazily on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
If Madam Cuihua doesn't want to, then who can I teach her?
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