Chapter 478 Illness
The bamboo tube is used to blow up the duck skin. Insert the hollowed-out bamboo tube the size of a thick milk tea straw into the duck skin at the duck's neck, pinch the hole with the palm of your hand, and blow hard with your mouth.
The whole duck was blown up and then the opening was quickly sealed with a rope.
The steps are not complicated, but the failure rate is very high during operation, and the air will leak out if you are not careful.
Mu Xi failed twice, and with his nose filled with rich fragrance, he was no longer focused on it.
After Zhao Yeqing finished making the noodles, she added a soft-boiled egg to her bowl of noodles. This was her favorite way to eat them. The already fragrant lard noodles were coated with rich egg yolk after half of the meal...
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Yeqing felt that he might not have cooked enough noodles.
Mu Xi's favorite food is a little different from hers. As the weather has turned cold recently, he especially likes spicy food. He adds a spoonful of fine chili powder to his bowl when pouring the oil. After stirring evenly, the red chili tightly wraps the noodles covered with lard and soy sauce.
Lard residue was also mixed into the noodles. I was just about to call Mu Xi to come and eat the noodles quickly, otherwise the lard residue would become soft and no longer crispy.
Before I could shout, Mu Xi walked in spontaneously.
"What are you doing? It smells so good."
His duck was not ready yet, so he planned to eat noodles before going, so as not to feel uneasy. Over the years, Zhao Yeqing had helped him develop a very good appetite, and everything he ate tasted delicious.
In addition, the two of them had been eating soups and watery meals for some time and rarely had such rich meals. After sitting down, they started eating without saying a word and finished everything.
It was indeed undercooked.
Zhao Yeqing served two bowls of vegetable soup, which contained quite a few vegetable leaves, which helped to relieve the greasiness.
After finishing another big bowl, I finally felt satisfied.
This cabbage is grown in the basement and is the fastest to mature.
It cannot be said to be the fastest. If you want to say fast, it is still not as fast as leeks.
When thinking of leeks, Zhao Yeqing likes to eat leek boxes and dumplings, the kind that are cut into small pieces or minced.
You won’t feel food stuck in your teeth when you eat it. Otherwise, you will have to pick your teeth when eating leeks, and you won’t be able to chew them easily.
He couldn't not eat them, as they grew too fast and would get old if he didn't eat them. But he couldn't not plant them, as if he wanted to eat them and couldn't get any, Zhao Yeqing would be scratching his head in frustration.
So during this period of time, Zhao Yeqing cut the old leeks and fed them to the sheep, and they enjoyed the food very much.
The grass on the meadow is gradually turning yellow, and it is estimated that there will not be many days left for grazing.
Before winter, the two had already filled the silo and most of the hay house, so there would be no problem getting through this winter.
I have to give the cow a snack today. This is the third time the cow has given birth to a baby this year. According to the frequency of dairy cows giving birth, giving birth to three babies in so many years is not a lot, but Zhao Yeqing feels sorry for it, so he always prepares the freshest grass for it before giving birth.
There was little fresh grass in this season, so she fed the cows corn kernels mixed with hay.
Farming is not allowed in winter, and most of the fermentation shed is already filled with manure. Zhao Yeqing got out several large baskets and spread them on the grain fields outside, allowing the fertilizer to gradually seep in. There will be no need to spread a lot of manure before planting next year, just a shallow layer after sowing will be enough.
Before winter came, the lotus leaves in the lotus pond began to wither. While they were still fresh, Zhao Yeqing picked them all and dried them to make lotus leaf tea. Before, the weather was hot, so the only way to drink lotus leaf tea was to drink cold brew.
It has been very cold in the mornings and evenings recently. I made a small pot of hot tea. When I came back home from working outside, my nose, which was red from the cold, kept sniffing. After drinking the cup of hot tea, the coldness was relieved in a short while.
But when Mu Xi was working outside, he would forget to put on more clothes. When it got hot, he would take off his coat, and the cold wind would dry his sweat. It had only been three hours since he finished eating the noodles, but he caught a cold immediately.
When Zhao Yeqing saw him coming in, he was sniffing and sneezing, and thought he had rhinitis. Unexpectedly, this person who never got sick for thousands of years caught a cold when blown by a slight breeze.
Mu Xi drank the ginger soup that Zhao Yeqing had prepared for him, feeling somewhat guilty: "I didn't expect that it was hot near the roast duck oven, and I had to hold the duck in my hands and put it into the oven. I was afraid that my sleeves would be burned by the fire, so I simply took off my coat."
The weather is cool in the morning and evening, but it's still around 15 or 16 degrees at noon, which is not very cold. Mu Xi has a high temperature, and he is only wearing a short-sleeved shirt under his thick coat. How can he not get sick while working like this?
Zhao Yeqing didn't give him a good look, so he could only find a topic to talk about: "It's just a minor cold... My rhinitis hasn't recurred since the third year after I came back."
This is true. Mu Xi didn't have rhinitis before. It should be said that the two of them had never seen many people suffering from rhinitis since they were young. But when Zhao Yeqing went to the city, he found that most of the children around him who grew up in the city had rhinitis.
Zhao Yeqing even suspected that they didn't have the disease because of the good environment in the mountains where they grew up. Mu Xi hadn't been seen to have the disease again for a few years after he came back.
Mu Xi himself was sick, but not only was he not worried, he started to worry about Zhao Yeqing.
"I'll sleep on the first floor tonight and move back when I'm better. You must be careful. You haven't been sick this year."
Mu Xi had a basis for what he said. Zhao Yeqing had a fever every year. According to a rumor, having a fever every day was cleaning the viruses in the body. It was not known whether it was true or not.
Mu Xi was skeptical about this statement. He just thought that it would be best if he could not get sick. Zhao Yeqing had not been sick this year, so Mu Xi became even more nervous, fearing that he would infect Zhao Yeqing.
Zhao Yeqing made a homemade mask and didn't let him go out to be blown by the cold wind. When it was time for the roast duck to be taken out of the oven, he put on thick gloves and went to the oven to use a hook to take out the roast duck hanging on the wire.
As expected, it failed.
But this time it’s better than before. The skin of the roast duck is slightly puffed up, and you can feel a little bit of crispy shell when you press it with your hand. After some adjustments, I should be able to succeed next time.
This thing is too irritating. It seems I can't eat it tonight. Mu Xi is sick and Zhao Yeqing has no appetite, so he cuts the roast duck into pieces and puts it in the refrigerator. He plans to make Sichuan's Mao Roast Duck after Mu Xi recovers.
Using hot pot ingredients and marinade to make the soup base, it smells delicious just thinking about it.
You can only eat light food for dinner, in case the inflammation causes the fever to not go away. Zhao Yeqing cooked a pot of porridge with vegetables and minced meat, and added some shredded ginger. After cooking, pour in a little bit of boiled water, and the temperature changes from boiling to palatable. Mu Xi drank two large bowls of it, and the warm porridge slowly warmed his stomach, and his body felt lighter immediately.
Before going to bed, the two were still arguing about how to sleep.
Zhao Yeqing couldn't possibly let a sick person sleep on the floor downstairs. According to the old people, sleeping close to the floor would expose one to the earth's qi and would make the illness worse.
In the end, Mu Xi was still no match for her, so before going to bed, he moved two or three large quilts to the first floor of the brick house and laid them very thickly on the floor before letting Zhao Yeqing sleep on them.
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