Chapter 147: A Child Carrying Gold Through the Market
"The basket must contain wild ducks. Putting snails in there would be like walking a sheep into a tiger's mouth."
Not to mention the question of whether wild ducks will poop if they are placed on snails, just putting these two things in a container separately is no different from giving the wild ducks a buffet.
When they get home, there will probably be only a bunch of well-fed wild ducks and a pile of broken snail shells left in the basket. There will be no snails left for them to eat.
"Hey, that's not right, little sister. Why do we have to put these wild ducks in the basket? Can't we just carry them in our hands?"
Sang Xingjia thought what she said made sense at first, but soon realized that something was wrong.
Wild ducks take up so much space, they can obviously be left outside and carried by hand, there is no need to put them in a basket.
Sang Yu first affirmed his words, then changed the subject: "Indeed you can take it, but brother, we live in the village now, not that deserted shed."
If they were still living in that deserted shed nearby, she wouldn't mind even carrying it on her head, let alone holding it in her hands.
The problem is that they now live in the village, and on the way back they may have to pass by many people's homes and meet many people.
If they really carried the six wild ducks back home openly, someone might break into the yard and steal them at night.
This is not an exaggeration. At a time like today when people are still struggling for basic food and clothing, six wild ducks are enough to make people with evil intentions have evil thoughts.
Especially since her family had just moved there not long ago, they had not established any connections or feelings with the villagers.
Taking six wild ducks back at this time is like a child carrying gold through the market, telling others clearly that we have meat at home and they should hurry up and grab it.
As soon as Sang Yu saw the wild ducks, she thought that if she caught one, she would have to hide it and take it back, but she didn't expect to catch six in one go.
Fortunately, the bamboo basket I brought is quite large and should be able to fit it.
After her explanation, Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia also understood the reason and nodded in approval: "It's true that we can't just take it back. Yu'er is really thoughtful."
First, put two layers of leaves in the empty bamboo basket. This can keep the basket clean and cover the gaps to prevent others from seeing what is inside.
In order to prevent the wild ducks from accidentally pecking through the leaves, Sang Yu first found some thin vines to tie their mouths, and then put them into the basket one by one.
Wild ducks are larger than domestic ducks, each weighing almost four pounds. After all six were put into the bamboo basket, the basket became full, with only a little space left at the top.
Then add two layers of leaves and a layer of fine catkins, making sure that the entire bamboo basket looks like it is filled with catkins from the outside.
Only then do I have time to take care of other things. Of course, I can't waste the snails that I found with so much effort. I have to take them all back.
Just pick the materials nearby, pick some fresh reed leaves, stack several reed leaves together, stagger the leaves to form a "cross" bottom, gather them upwards into a basket shape, and tie up the sides with grass stems like tying rice dumplings.
Finally, place a layer of moss on the inner wall of the basket made of reed leaves to prevent water from leaking through the gaps. After putting the snails in, cover them with another layer of wet moss to keep them moisturized, and fold the top leaves back to seal the opening.
About one pound of snails are placed in each 'snail rice dumpling' to ensure that they will not die from excessive squeezing or lack of water. Finally, they are connected in pairs with grass stems.
In this way, you can pick up two "snail dumplings" by simply lifting the grass stem in the middle, which is convenient for carrying and ensures that the snails remain fresh when you bring them home.
Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia stood by and watched her series of actions with their jaws wide open. Is it really possible to do this?
"Here, each of you take a few. If anyone asks you when you go back, just say that the contents are..."
At this point, Sang Yu paused, and quickly thought of something suitable: "Just say that there are some oranges picked up inside."
On the way, she saw several orange trees, with yellow fruits crowded together on the treetops. Just looking at them made her feel a sour taste on her tongue.
It’s hard to say whether the oil orange is good or bad. It can be eaten raw, used as medicine, or made into candied fruit, preserved fruit or fruit wine.
Fresh tangerine peels have a sour and astringent taste at first, followed by a sweet aftertaste, making them a great way to relieve greasiness and stimulate appetite. However, if eaten as a proper dish, they can easily cause diarrhea.
This is also one of the main reasons why Sang Yu did not go to pick the oil oranges. For her family now, they are too useless.
After she finished speaking, she thought for a while and then wove two straw baskets without sealing them. When she came to the citrus tree on her way back, she would pick some and fill them with fruits and then seal them.
In this way, if they really meet someone who is picky or likes to ask questions, they can open the box and share some with them, which will further prove that they picked a lot of oranges to make candied fruit.
After completing all the cover work, the three finally set out on their journey home.
Sang Xingjia was walking in front with a bamboo basket weighing more than 20 kilograms on his back and a few snail dumplings in his hands.
Sang Yu and Sang Yongjing followed behind with the remaining bags of reed catkins, two yams and farm tools.
The bag filled with catkins is not too heavy, but it is a bit bulky, and it blocks the view when carried on the shoulder.
When passing by the tangerine tree, Sang Yu hurriedly called out to Sang Xingjia: "Brother, wait a moment, I'll pick some tangerines before we go."
The citrus tree is not a particularly tall tree. The heights of the trees in front of us are different. The shortest is only five or six meters, and the tallest is eleven or twelve meters.
The fruits mainly grow in the middle and lower parts of the tree rather than the top, but they are still a long distance from the ground.
However, these problems did not stump Sang Yu. She looked around and her eyes fell on a straight eucalyptus tree. It was only three fingers thick, but it had grown to three or four meters tall.
With this thickness and length, it is simply a natural stick for beating dates.
That’s right, Sang Yu didn’t plan to climb up the tree to pick the oranges. He wasn’t going to sell them, he was going to eat them at home. Why bother with such a pretty look? He could just knock them down with a stick like picking dates.
The sharp kitchen knife chopped the root of the eucalyptus tree twice, and then shook it vigorously a few times in the opposite direction of the notch, and the whole tree was easily cut off.
After wiping the green sap off the blade of the kitchen knife and seeing that the blade was still intact, Sang Yu nodded with satisfaction.
This knife is really worth buying. It can be used to cut meat and chop bones in the kitchen, and to chop trees and break poles in the wild. It is truly a must-have item for home.
Use your knee to break off the top of the eucalyptus tree, remove the extra branches, and a straight long pole will be completed.
Sang Yu tried to lift it, but found it a bit difficult, but he could still hold it up for a while. Strike while the iron is hot, and swing it at a pile of yellow, ripe oranges.
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