Chapter 138 Mushroom Hotpot
When he got home, the person had not returned yet, so Ye Zhen placed a huge spirit crystal in the middle of the orchard on the back mountain and buried it.
The leaves were stretched out, visible to the naked eye. Ye Zhen carefully observed a fruit tree nearby and practiced his skills, and found that some spiritual light was emitting from the roots of the tree.
After checking several trees in succession, we found that there were more or less alienated areas on the trees.
The effect of burying the spirit crystals and spirit marrow was immediate. Ye Zhen continued to use various spirit crystals and spirit stones to arrange an array, and set up a luxurious soul-locking array in the center of the back mountain, covering the entire back mountain. The spiritual energy and vitality inside would not leak out. Then he set up an illusion array in the outer circle. People outside could not see the various wonders of the back mountain, but only saw an ordinary forest.
If outsiders want to go in, they don’t have anyone to lead them and don’t know the way, so they can only wander around at the foot of the mountain.
And now, the back mountain has been transformed by Ye Zhen's lavish investment of spiritual crystals. The fruit trees can more easily transform from mortal to spiritual in an environment with rich spiritual energy. Although the spiritual energy produced by natural spiritual fruit trees is not as good as that produced by spiritual stones, it is faster than Ye Zhen's spiritual cultivation through his skills!
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When we got home, Grandma Ye and her friends had returned from picking mushrooms. The three of them picked up several large baskets, and they washed them with loofahs and dried them before it rained.
Ye Zhen leaned over. These mushrooms were of different varieties and slightly different colors. The red mushroom had a bright red cap and a pure white stem. The soup after cooking them was red.
The color changes when you touch it. Coral fungus is as its name suggests, with colors such as white, yellow, pink, etc.
Grandma Ye carefully poured out the chicken mushroom from the backpack. This kind of mushroom grows on termite nests. It has a special aroma when eaten and sells for a high price.
"Pick up more this year, dry them and hang them in the shop. They will definitely sell well!"
Grandma Ye happily picked up the crumbs stuck on the mushrooms and asked little brother Ye:
"How are you doing today? How many followers have you gained?"
Brother Ye looked at the growing traffic in the background and smiled:
"Today, many fans came to watch picking mushrooms, and many fans wanted to come to our mountain to experience the joy of picking mushrooms."
"Really? Haha, it's too far from here." Grandma Ye was very happy.
Seeing so many mushrooms, Ye Zhen suddenly wanted to eat mushroom hotpot.
Licking his lips, Ye Zhen suggested:
"Mom, that chicken is almost done, let's kill one for hot pot today!"
"Eating hot pot on a hot day?" Ye's mother hesitated. Wouldn't this make people get irritated?
It is difficult for Ye Ma to understand the thoughts of young people. They don't usually eat hotpot here. Mushrooms are fried or roasted, and chicken is boiled or stewed. Braised chicken is rarely seen.
"It's so nice to eat hot pot on a hot day! Mom, kill the chicken quickly, I want to eat it too."
Brother Ye was excited. Mushroom hotpot is a popular dish in Yunnan Province. He watches videos about it every day and has wanted to try it for a long time.
Since her children wanted to eat, how could Ye’s mother refuse?
Although she doesn't know how to cook, Ye Zi can't cook, but she is a theoretical person and has no problem giving guidance from the side.
It is best to use domestic chickens for mushroom hotpot, so Ye’s mother asked her younger brother Ye to catch chickens together.
In addition to the chickens that were raised before, there are also the chickens that Ye Zhen caught when he came back this year. After a few months, they were wandering all over the mountains and fields, running around in the fields, eating insects and snails, and growing tall and big.
The chickens were running around with their feathers fluffy and their combs blood red. Mother Ye picked out a strong rooster.
After killing a chicken, cut various mushrooms, fry the chicken in hot oil until half-cooked, add ginger and cooking wine, bring water to a boil, add the mushrooms and stew together for more than half an hour.
It takes time to stew the mushrooms, and Grandpa Ye and the others have also returned.
"Oh! You picked up so many snails? Where did you pick them up?"
Grandma Ye flipped through the boxes in surprise. "There are so many children in the village who are on summer vacation, climbing mountains and swimming in the water every day. How could you pick up so many?"
Grandpa Ye snorted, ignoring Grandma Ye's ridicule, and just said:
"Da Zhuang's family cleared a small lotus pond to dig early lotus roots. After the water was drained, there were many things in the mud, such as snails, crayfish, loaches, and eels. There were so many!"
Many people in the village went to buy fish. Those who did not grow lotus roots bought some. After the lotus roots were dug up, the fish and shrimps were taken away, and the remaining snails and other things were left for the villagers to pick up.
"I just picked them up casually, and that's all I picked up. It's a pity that I couldn't catch the loaches." Grandpa Ye looked regretful.
Clean the loaches and fry them, then stir-fry them with some green and red peppers, then simmer them. Add a plate of peanuts and he can drink a big bowl of wine!
The lotus roots in July and August are much more tender than those dug in winter. After peeling the skin, the inside is crispy, tender and snow-white, with no difficult-to-wash mud in the holes. They are crispy, sweet and delicious when eaten raw, and are even better when served cold!
Ye Zhen’s family also grows lotus roots, but they haven’t dug them yet. Grandpa can eat one of the crispy lotus leaves.
The mushroom hotpot is almost ready. When the lid is opened, the rising hot steam is blown into the yard by the wind. Grandpa Ye sniffs it.
"What are you cooking? It smells so good?" Grandpa Ye asked, craning his neck to look into the kitchen.
"Ye Zi said we should cook mushroom hotpot. There are so many mushrooms, the aroma will all be mixed together, and we just killed a rooster at home, how can it not be fragrant?"
Grandma Ye poured half a bucket of snails into a small basin, added some salt and spit out the mud, and changed the water several times. After the snails were clean, she cut off the butts, looked for some basil, cut some chili peppers, stir-fried them over high heat, added seasonings and simmered them in water.
When the snails are well-seasoned, just sip them gently, they taste amazing!
The mushroom hotpot is ready, the family sits around it, and Ye Zhen prepares the dipping sauce.
The chicken is tender and fragrant, the meat is firm, and the mushroom soup is delicious. Dip the cooked mushrooms in the water and take a bite. It is so delicious that even a god would not change it.
The whole family ate without even raising their heads.
At the same time, the provincial capital
Uncle Ye went home and picked up a huge express package. It was so heavy that he could not lift it, so he called his son Ye Bin to help him take it home.
Aunt Ye was cooking when she came out with a spatula:
"What did you buy again?"
Uncle Ye was panting and sweating in the hot weather:
"It was sent from my hometown. I don't know what my parents sent. It's so heavy."
Ye Bin used scissors to tear open the outer packaging. The things inside were all squeezed together. There was a big sack with many small bags, bottles and a large cardboard box inside the sack.
"Oh! This thing is quite big, open it and take a look." Aunt Ye urged hurriedly.
Ye Bin took out a large box and opened it. It was filled with fruits and vegetables. As soon as he opened it, the room was filled with the aroma of ripe fruits and vegetables.
"This melon is so big!" Ye Bin took out a huge melon and held it in both hands. The melon was white and yellow, a unique variety of melon in his hometown. He had eaten a lot of it when he was a child.
"These tomatoes are growing really well! Let's add another dish for lunch!"
Aunt Ye took out a few big tomatoes, one of which could be used to make a bowl of dish.
Putting the box aside, Ye Bin continued to rummage, one after another taking out the dried mushrooms, dried beans, dried eggplants, dried ferns and pickled bamboo shoots prepared by Grandma Ye, and even two bottles of tightly wrapped bayberry wine.
A loving gift from Dad Ye!
Sure enough, Uncle Ye’s eyes lit up!
He doesn't like anything else but just that sip.
Aunt Ye snorted in her heart. The old Ye family has been a family of one generation, and both father and son love to drink. Compared with Grandpa Ye, Uncle Ye is better because he doesn't like to smoke.
This can also be considered a kind of alternative psychological comfort.
This wine was really a treat for him. Uncle Ye placed it on the table like a treasure, immediately poured a small cup, and took a sip leisurely.
The homemade grain wine is naturally higher in alcohol content and deeper in purity, with a spicy and strong taste. Adding the large bayberry grown by Ye Zhen, it has a fruity aroma and a mellow aftertaste.
The wine was rouge in color. Uncle Ye couldn't wait to take another sip and savored it with his eyes closed:
“Delicious!”
This wine is more fragrant than those brewed in previous years, with a light bayberry flavor. It warms your stomach when you drink it, and it doesn’t burn you at all like high-proof liquor.
Ye Bin looked at him envious, and Uncle Ye called out:
"Drink?"
"Drink!" The father and son didn't even eat the meal, but they drank two glasses of wine!
Aunt Ye put the dried vegetables she had sent into the cupboard, and brought the fried tomato and eggs to the table. Seeing that the father and son were enjoying their drinks, she said:
"Eat your food first. Drinking on an empty stomach may make you feel uncomfortable later."
Seeing the two of them tasting the wine slowly with an intoxicated look on their faces, Aunt Ye couldn't help but look at the wine glass.
The rouge-red wine made the glass look expensive, and I felt a little tempted.
This wine looks nice, so it should taste good too, right?
It’s not that she can’t try drinking a little.
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