Chapter 230 Oyster Mushroom
There are a few pink earthworms crawling under the eaves. I don’t know if it’s because there was too much rain and all the water was poured into the soil, so they are now busy crawling out to get some air.
She estimated that after this heavy rain, many voles in the holes would be drowned.
Zhao Yeqing poured all the soil in the planting pots onto the ground, sprinkled some manure on it and stirred it, and the compacted soil became loose again.
Pumpkin seeds were soaked in warm water before being prepared in the soil of the planting pot.
Its skin is relatively thick, so it needs to be soaked for a few hours and then covered with a wet towel to germinate, which can increase the survival rate.
After Mu Xi killed and processed the chicken, he went to the field to cut some fennel.
Only the tender fennel was cut, and the older ones were left to produce seeds.
Leafy vegetables and fruits are all covered with tree bark, only sweet potatoes and climbing vegetables cannot be covered.
Sweet potatoes don't grow because they take up too much space, and climbing vegetables don't grow because the racks are too high.
The cucumbers have already borne fruit. Mu Xi gently moved the immature cucumbers into the rack, where they could be sheltered by the vines to prevent them from being knocked down by the rain.
When he came back with the fennel, he saw Zhao Yeqing throwing earthworms into the chicken coop.
He squatted on the ground, huddled under a large bamboo hat, but his shoulders were still a little wet.
He pulled the man under the eaves, "Be careful not to catch a cold."
Zhao Yeqing finished feeding the earthworms in his hand and put the planting pot into the house before turning around and going to the kitchen to wash his hands.
Mu Xi held a small knife and separated the bones and flesh of the young chicken in a few strokes. Although the temperature dropped a lot due to the rain, it was still nearly 30 degrees Celsius. The chicken bones were not kept for making soup. The two of them drank chicken soup last night, and it was really uncomfortable to drink soup in such a hot day.
A few dogs seemed to know in advance that they would get snacks, and they surrounded Mu Xi, sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails.
The bones of young chickens were not very hard, and the dogs' teeth made a crunching sound when they chewed them.
Zhao Yeqing smacked his lips as he listened to the crunching sound. "It's the perfect time to harvest potatoes. I can't eat fried chicken, but it should be okay to eat a little potato chips, right?"
Mu Xi was chopping stuffing with two kitchen knives, making a "clacking clacking" sound. He tried to pretend that he didn't hear her because of the loud noise.
But he felt that her tone was pitiful, so he sighed helplessly, "I can only eat a little."
The filling was prepared and the dumpling wrappers were rolled out. Mu Xi heated up the oil in a pan to fry potato chips, while Zhao Yeqing was wrapping dumplings beside him and waiting to eat.
Wash the potatoes thoroughly with the skin on, and when the oil is hot, put the thinly sliced potatoes in.
The dense oil immediately covered the potato chips. Mu Xi fried two pots, not because there were too many to fry, but because Zhao Yeqing specifically requested two kinds.
Eat both thin and thick ones.
The thin ones have a better taste, while the thick ones have a strong potato aroma. They taste even better if sprinkled with a small amount of chili powder and salt.
But you can only eat a few slices of each kind, so the two bowls of potato chips were confiscated by Mu Xi.
"Wait until you're better before eating."
I didn’t get enough of the potato chips, but luckily the fennel dumplings that I had been longing for for a long time were finally put into the pot. I could take them out after cooking them until they floated up for half a minute.
Zhao Yeqing likes to eat dumplings with aged vinegar, but Mu Xi still adds some sugar to the aged vinegar as before, otherwise it would be too sour.
They made big dumplings and each of them ate twenty. Zhao Yeqing said that he had never eaten such delicious dumplings.
In the past, I only knew that there was a big difference between frozen dumplings and freshly made dumplings, but I didn’t expect that the freshly ground flour combined with freshly slaughtered local chickens and freshly cut organic fennel would be so delicious together.
The chicken is sweet and fresh, and the fennel aroma is strong, but even such a strong aroma cannot cover up the wheat aroma of the dumpling skin.
When Mu Xi was preparing the dumpling filling, he stirred in some of the leftover chicken soup from last night. The chicken soup was absorbed by the stirred meat filling. After it was cooked, the delicious chicken soup filled the space between the lips and teeth when he took a bite.
The satisfaction brought by the dumplings made Zhao Yeqing not want to eat the two bowls of potato chips all night. The weather was humid and the chips would become soft if they were not eaten. Mu Xi didn't want to waste them, so he had to fill his stomach and finish the potato chips before going to bed.
The feeling of satisfaction only lasted one night, and when she remembered the potato chips the next day, they were gone.
Mu Xi said seriously, "I can't eat it anymore."
Zhao Yeqing could only wait for his ulcer to heal so that he could enjoy hiding in the house during the rainy season, eating potato chips and watching TV series.
But we had to wait for a week, and after more than ten days of rain, the rain finally began to subside.
When the temperature rises slightly at noon, it will drizzle, and after noon it will be light rain or moderate rain.
But at least I can go out with a hat.
Mu Xi was a little worried about the citrus orchard and planned to take a look.
After Mu Xi left, Zhao Yeqing boiled some syrup in the kitchen and placed it next to the beehive.
It has been raining recently and the bees cannot go out to collect honey. Even if they can go out, most of the flowers will probably be without pollen in a short time. I can only make syrup to feed the bees myself.
The syrup was made from the sweet potatoes in the backyard. Zhao Yeqing broke off two to experiment and found that he could make syrup, but it was not sweet enough and the sugar yield was not high, so he had to wait for a while.
The sugar made from sweet stalks is red, just like sugarcane. If you want to turn it into white sugar, you have to bleach and precipitate it. The process is too complicated and it's just a theory. Blindly doing it will only waste the brown sugar. She's going to eat it herself anyway, so she thought she could just use it like that.
Now half of the wheat ears on the sweet stalks can be used for seeds. Zhao Yeqing carefully picked out the suitable seeds and preserved them.
When Mu Xi came back from visiting the citrus orchard in the afternoon, there were still a lot of mushrooms in his backpack.
"I picked some wild mushrooms, and they still have their stems."
Zhao Yeqing took it with surprise, put it aside carefully, put down the sweet stalk that he was still biting in his mouth, and immediately prepared to process the oyster mushrooms.
She had wanted to grow some mushrooms a long time ago. Ordinary wild mushrooms are difficult to preserve and cultivate, but shiitake mushrooms are easier to grow. However, to grow shiitake mushrooms, holes have to be dug in trees. She had never seen a practical operation, so she had to give up.
After much thought, she felt that the one with the highest success rate should be the oyster mushroom.
Wild oyster mushrooms are not as easy to find as porcini in their mountains, so finding them this time is an unexpected gain.
Mu Xi wiped the water droplets from the ends of her hair and said to her, "Didn't we clean the ditch at the citrus orchard last time? There are many willow trees growing beside the ditch at a low altitude. It happened to be rainy recently, so I saw these mushrooms growing on it."
Zhao Yeqing took out all the remaining glass jars in the house, disinfected them and dried them, then got some wheat and boiled them in water.
After pouring out the water in the pot, drain the moisture from the wheat and spread it out to dry in the shade.
Take out a small knife that is rarely used, sterilize it over the fire and let it cool down, then cut off the roots of the oyster mushrooms that are still covered with soil.
The weather was humid, so it took a long time for the glass jar to dry. Zhao Yeqing put the glass jar with water droplets on the inner wall over the fire and roasted it slightly.
The water droplets evaporated and turned into mist, making the entire glass jar foggy. However, the mist did not last long and was completely dried out by the high temperature.
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