Upon hearing that Shuiqing said it was a potato, he immediately forgot about the cold and stopped stamping his feet to warm himself. He squatted down on the ground, picked one up, and examined it from all angles.
He kept exclaiming, "So this is what a potato is!"
Potatoes that are delicious whether stir-fried or stewed.
He made up his mind: "I want roasted food for lunch!"
Li Huyu called out from the kitchen, "You've ordered food? Come in and have breakfast. You can start the fire and grill it yourself later!"
Bai Manshan thought about it and realized it made sense. He was a guest, and Shui Qing and the others weren't servants. His behavior was like ordering food.
He looked apologetic and skipped into the kitchen, smiling broadly, "Huyu, you're right! I'll start the fire at noon!"
We also roasted potatoes.
Let Qian'er be envious of him too.
Bai Ziqian was gathering firewood on the mountain with Fan Jiang.
Fan Jiang's honest face beamed with joy as he chopped firewood, saying, "I've been helping my elder sister brew wine for the past few days."
Yesterday, Mother decided to reduce production. Today, my two older sisters can finish the work together. I was just worried about being lonely chopping wood alone, and then you came!
Bai Ziqian was not happy at all. He used to dig holes and plant trees here, and now he was cutting down trees. Neither job was easy!
Fortunately, chopping firewood was not as tiring as digging a pit.
Fan Jiang added, "Once we've cut down most of the old and withered trees, we can start digging up the tree roots."
"Digging up tree roots is tiring, but they burn well, and the holes left behind can be used to plant trees again in the spring. Brother, don't you think it's killing several birds with one stone?"
Upon hearing that they would have to dig up tree roots next, Bai Ziqian silently retracted his previous words.
Digging up tree roots is definitely more tiring than simply digging a hole!
Despite his inner complaints, his hands didn't falter at all; he kept chopping and hacking.
Looking at the ever-increasing amount of firewood, he asked, "I see the woodshed is already full. Will we be able to use up all the extra?"
"Firewood, rice, oil, and salt—why is firewood listed first? I bet it's because it's used in the largest quantities!" Fan Jiang shared his discovery.
Moreover, it is only in the dry winter that firewood is easiest to store. When it is humid, rainy, and hot, and vegetation is abundant, cutting firewood is not as easy as it is now.
Bai Ziqian felt that what Fan Jiang said actually made some sense.
Over the next two days, the amount of firewood in Shuiqing's house increased significantly.
But the most obvious thing is the fish, big fish and small fish, more fish than we can eat!
They relied on Li Huyu, who had lived in a fishing village since childhood and was intimately familiar with water and fish.
Shanshui Village has many lakes, rivers, and ponds. Except for the ponds, the rest are unclaimed. Whoever has the ability to catch fish gets to keep them.
Having seen many storms, Li Huyu handled these things with ease. Before long, she returned carrying two buckets of fish, and a little while later, she returned carrying two more buckets of fish.
Shuiqing has been trying different ways to cook fish these days.
Large fish can be prepared in the following ways: grilled fish, fish head with chopped chili, boiled fish, fish with pickled cabbage, milky white fish head soup, spicy fish bones, braised fish fillets, cold fish skin salad...
For small wild fish that are about the length of a finger, it's simpler: clean them, marinate them for about an hour, then coat them with batter and fry them in oil until they are crispy and golden brown.
If you can handle spicy food, sprinkle some chili powder on it; if you can't, you can eat it plain.
The small wild fish are fried until even the bones are crispy; one bite and they're so fragrant you can't stop eating them.
Even though they ate every day, every meal, and in all sorts of different ways, Li Huyu was just too capable to eat it all!
The leftovers can be pickled and made into salted or smoked fish, which can be taken out and eaten when there are not enough vegetables, at least it is a meat dish.
Seeing the fish so fresh they were practically jumping around, Fan Jin suggested, "How about we send two buckets to my parents-in-law's house?"
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