The next day.
Mu Yunxi had just finished breakfast.
I saw Wang Fang standing at the gate of the courtyard with a basket on her back.
When Wang Fang saw Mu Yunxi coming out, a smile immediately spread across her face.
"Xixi, do you want to go pick some wild vegetables?"
Mu Yunxi glanced at the backpack behind her, smiled and nodded.
: "Go, wait for me for a moment."
Mu Yunxi changed into a pair of work shoes, took an empty backpack, and went out with Wang Fang.
Wang Fang had a smile on her face all the way, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she was obviously in a very good mood.
"Xixi, I saw a large field of purslane growing on the mountain yesterday. It's growing very well. I'll take you to pick some."
Mu Yunxi looked at her interested look and couldn't help but feel curious.
"Sister Fang, do you like purslane?"
This thing...seems to be everywhere...!
Mu Yunxi didn’t quite understand what made her so excited...!
Wang Fang thought about it and said with a smile,
"It's okay, but I prefer the pickled mustard greens made with purslane. The purslane that has been steamed and dried three times is so delicious when used to steam meat that it's almost as good as meat."
As Wang Fang spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes were full of aftertaste.
"Oh? Purslane can also be used to make pickled mustard greens?"
Mu Yunxi became more and more curious.
Aren’t pickled mustard greens usually made from mustard greens or Chinese mustard greens?
This was the first time she had heard of using purslane to make pickled mustard greens...
Wang Fang smiled and nodded, her tone was very cheerful.
"Of course you can. Let me tell you, pickled mustard greens made with purslane are delicious. Not only are they fragrant, but they go really well with rice. On a hot summer day, when you don't have much of an appetite, just one chopstick of these will whet your appetite instantly."
"Sister Fang, you really know a lot! This is the first time I've heard that purslane can be used to make pickled mustard greens!"
Wang Fang heard this and waved her hands with a smile.
"Well, I also learned it from the aunties here after I went to the countryside. At that time, I saw them picking a whole basket of fruits at a time, so I asked a few more questions out of curiosity. The aunties were all very kind-hearted. Seeing my curiosity, they taught me everything they knew."
After Wang Fang finished speaking, she pointed to a courtyard they were passing by and continued,
"Look... when Aunt Wang was making pickled mustard greens, she asked me to learn. After I learned, I went home and tried making it myself. And you know what? The pickled mustard greens made with purslane, stewed with a few slices of fat, and then steamed are absolutely amazing."
Mu Yunxi raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a faint smile on his face.
"That sounds great. Purslane has a unique flavor. If it's made into preserved vegetables, the taste... I'm sure it will be unique."
Wang Fang lifted the basket behind her, with a smile on her face.
"You'll know once you try it. I'm not exaggerating. The pickled mustard greens steamed with the meat taste just as good as the meat itself!"
The smile on Mu Yunxi's face faded.
"Sister Fang is absolutely right. I'm starting to get curious about what it tastes like. We'll have to pick more and bring them back. Sister Fang, please teach me how to cook them. We'll store some and use them for a different flavor when the weather gets hot!"
Wang Fang's smile remained unchanged, and she agreed immediately.
"No problem, we can do it together and separate them when it's time to dry."
.......
The two talked and laughed along the way.
From time to time on the way, you will meet people going up the mountain to collect firewood...digging wild vegetables...and picking herbs.
Some people carry shoulder poles... some carry backpacks... some carry baskets... and some carry woven bags. It’s so lively!
But most of these are women.
The men are now either building houses or irrigating the rice fields and tidying the land.
They are busy building schools and preparing for spring plowing... The strong laborers in the village are already too busy to get away.
Following Wang Fang into the mountains,
Occasionally, you can see a few people on the road.
After many twists and turns, we arrived at a remote valley...
Wang Fang then excitedly pointed to the large area where purslane grew, and her voice was filled with joy.
"Xixi, right here, look at that large patch of purslane, isn't it growing beautifully!"
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