Chapter 466 Vinegar Blood Duck
This is the last time to shear the sheep this year. Winter will come and the temperature will drop in a while. Although the temperature will not drop much, the sudden drop in temperature will still make the sheep sick. If we shear the sheep at this time, part of the wool will have grown back by the beginning of winter.
Mu Xi killed ducks very quickly. This time he killed a drake, a domesticated wild duck with bright fur, some of which had pearly green fur. Mu Xi kept them all, thinking that Zhao Yeqing had made her own bag some time ago, and maybe this could be made into an accessory.
Zhao Yeqing brought the duck in through the kitchen window, chopped it into pieces on the chopping board. The duck had eaten so much that it had grown a little fat. After draining the oil, he put the duck into the pan and stir-fried it with ginger slices until the duck skin was oozing with golden fat.
Mu Xi dug two kilograms of young ginger from the greenhouse in the yard and washed off the mud before taking it into the kitchen. Vegetables that grow underground need to be washed under the faucet outside the kitchen, otherwise the mud and sand will easily clog the sewer.
Cut two pounds of young ginger into thin slices and stir-fry it with the duck. It tastes better than duck meat.
Zhao Yeqing originally wanted to make duck with fermented black beans this time, but when he saw Mu Xi collect the duck blood in a white porcelain bowl, he changed his mind and poured the bowl of still liquid duck blood into the duck meat.
This is a specialty dish from Gui City, Guangxi Province, called vinegar blood duck.
Duck blood, duck meat, and taro sprouts, which are the taro petioles that Zhao Yeqing used to pickle as a side dish a few years ago.
But she had already cut some young ginger today, so she planned to combine the two dishes, using young ginger instead of taro sprouts, and the taste should not be bad.
Before the ground fissure, Gui City was a nationally renowned tourist city. Compared with other tourist cities, the prices in this place were very cheap. The rice noodles were particularly delicious, costing only six yuan a bowl and with a lot of meat, which left a deep impression on her.
There are very few dishes that are disappointing, and this one is one of the most unforgettable ones.
Duck blood is naturally sweet, and the taste when wrapped in duck meat and fried is very special, salty and sour, and goes well with rice.
Before Zhao Yeqing fried the duck meat, he quickly took out a piece of pork that was 70% fat and 30% lean, which is what people in Sichuan call "second-cut meat", from the refrigerator. He put it in the pot, cooked it, and cut it into slices. He then took out the bean paste he had served earlier and fried the pork with green peppers.
There has been a bumper harvest of tomatoes recently, so Zhao Yeqing made a cold dish with tomatoes, steamed eggplants and preserved eggs.
In fact, in addition to tomatoes and eggplants, peppers, beans, pumpkins, bitter gourds...all the vegetables planted in the fields will have a good harvest in this season, especially the green leafy vegetables.
The green leafy vegetables are now so lush that Zhao Yeqing is too lazy to kill the insects. He just lets them eat them. The two of them can't finish them anyway. Occasionally, a few dogs will open the small door of the greenhouse in the yard by themselves, go in and take a bite of the leaves.
Half of the duck was fried and the remaining half was boiled and became the dogs' dinner.
After dinner, both of them felt that they had eaten too much meat. There were almost no leftovers at home, so they would finish everything they could on the spot. Mu Xi was also the type who could eat meat, so after finishing the meal, he sat at the table and slowly finished the remaining duck meat.
Zhao Yeqing watched him eat with relish and felt greedy again. But he didn't want to eat meat anymore, so he went to the backyard and picked two oranges.
One had a yellow skin, and the other had a green skin. To be on the safe side, she peeled the yellow one first. It didn't smell as sour as last year's. She didn't know if it was because last year's fruit was the first year after transplanting, but it was definitely sourer than drinking white vinegar directly.
Zhao Yeqing put a piece into his mouth and chewed it gently. When the juice burst out, his brows relaxed.
"It's delicious! Would you like to try it?"
Seeing that her expression did not seem fake this time, Mu Xi ate the fruit she handed over with half belief and half doubt.
The flesh burst open and the juice was sweet and sour. It was a bit too sour for him, but not inedible and was quite delicious.
He had eaten too much meat and this thing was very relieving, so he ate another piece from her hand.
After they shared the yellow-skinned tangerines, Zhao Yeqing peeled the green-skinned ones. She didn't know how to tell whether the fruit was ripe or not because the skin was always green and she could only taste it with her mouth.
Unexpectedly, it was sweeter than the yellow-skinned ones. Zhao Yeqing was extremely surprised that he could grow such delicious green-skinned tangerines. He broke off half and gave it to Mu Xi. After he finished the one in his hand, he went out and picked two more to eat.
The citrus fruits are pure and natural, and are not sprayed with pesticides (no need to spray them). After peeling the peel and washing it slightly, you can dry it in the sun. After drying, you will get homemade dried tangerine peel, which can be used in cooking, making soups, and as medicine.
The two of them also made some a few years ago. Now that they have been well preserved, they not only have no musty smell but also have an increasingly mellow aroma.
After the beginning of autumn, the weather is clear and cool.
The temperature drop this year seems to be more obvious than last year. The grass on the meadow, which has been green for two consecutive years, has finally turned slightly yellow.
The sky is no longer like in summer, with long periods of bright blue sky without a single cloud. Instead, there are a few small white clouds floating in the sky, moving slowly in the breeze, like the sand in an hourglass used by nature to show people how peaceful it is that you can't feel the passage of time.
Mu Xi watched as the wind started to blow, and took the herbs that were drying in the yard back to the original owner's house. He was sorting them out when he heard Zhao Yeqing's voice coming from the intercom on his waist.
"Come to the basement quickly, the silk moths have hatched."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Mu Xi put down the things in his hand. When he reached the basement, Zhao Yeqing was looking around in front of the bamboo net that blocked the square clusters. Seeing Mu Xi coming, she was a little excited:
"Look! There are so many silk moths!"
The silkworms do not need to be fed mulberry leaves during the hatching process, and the two of them do not come down to check on them every day. It has been two or three days since they last came down. When they took a look, they found that the originally white, round silkworm pupae had turned light yellow.
A small hole was corroded by the silk moth at one end, and then the moth drilled out from it.
This year's batch of silk cocoons were not harvested. The cocoons that had hatched silk moths could no longer be used for weaving. Zhao Yeqing squinted his eyes and looked through the small gap in the bamboo net. He saw a lot of black silkworm eggs appearing on the square clusters.
With this amount of eggs laid, we may not be able to use silk this year, but we will definitely be able to use it next year.
The two came to observe several times every day in the following days and found that the two silkworm moths would separate after overlapping for about ten hours, and then the female moth would lay eggs within the next few hours, while the male moth would usually die on the spot after mating.
Surprisingly, these female moths had no ability to fly. When Mu Xi thought of the moth corpses all over the floor of the silkworm house of the previous silkworm farmer, he could understand why the moths did not leave the silkworm house with the door open.
The male moth that can fly has already died "happily" on the body of the female moth when the female moth emits sex pheromones.
Zhao Yeqing said as he recorded: "Maybe it's because the wings are small. These female moths have such big bellies and such small wings, so it's normal that they can't fly."
These motionless female moths will die within a period of time after laying eggs, as if they have consumed all their energy.
It makes people sigh.
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