Xiuhua nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Ning Jing cleaned the carp and put it in a basket, then asked her to place it on the snow outside the kitchen.
In this weather, leaving something outside is like having a natural refrigerator.
Even if left for several days and nights, the vegetables won't spoil.
Ning Jing first rinsed the half-pig with water to remove the dirt and pig hair.
Then he put it in an empty bowl next to him, cut off two pieces of rib meat and some fat and put them aside.
Then Xiuhua went to get some salt, and after breaking the remaining meat into large pieces, she rubbed it with salt.
After rubbing the salt into the bowl, I put it aside and let it marinate for a few days until the salt was fully absorbed before hanging it up to dry.
As for the two ribs, Ning Jing plans to make braised pork ribs for Siya today.
For the fatty meat, render some lard, and then use it to cook the pickled vegetables and dried wild vegetables from home.
There are also greenhouse vegetables grown inside the old house. Although they can't compare to those grown outside, at least they're fresh to eat.
The vegetables outside were covered in snow. Although they were still edible, the stems of the vegetables were almost completely frozen.
Once boiled, it turns into water and doesn't taste like vegetables at all.
After processing the fish and meat and removing the internal organs, Ning Jing bought ten catties of wheat from the mall and asked Fu Hongxing to go to the mill to grind it.
Although Fu Hongxing was curious about where the wheat came from, Ning Jing didn't say, and he didn't press her for details.
After all, Ning Jing had to find a way to survive before he came back.
After he advised Ning Jing against it, he never saw her go and change anything again.
This time, with the Lunar New Year approaching, we're only changing things once, and we don't have many items, so there shouldn't be any major problems.
However, Fu Hongxing was curious about who was so capable as to have this year's newly harvested wheat, and that every grain was plump and looked like good wheat.
Considering this year's weather, wheat is a good crop for drought resistance. Compared to rice, which needs paddy fields, without water, wheat doesn't fill out properly and is prone to producing empty grains.
If the weather is like this next year, it would be better to replace rice with wheat, corn, and sweet potatoes, which are high-yielding and drought-resistant crops.
However, this was just something Fu Hongxing was thinking.
The wheat was so good that when Fu Hongxing went to the mill, he went in to grind it when no one was around.
Actually, not many people are willing to come and crush things.
After all, it's not like they're just giving it to people for free; they have to pay for it.
When Fu Hongxing returned and handed the bag of snow-white flour to Ning Jing, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there any more wheat?"
When Ning Jing heard Fu Hongxing ask this question, she seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then nodded.
"Yes, there are. What's wrong?"
Fu Hongxing became excited when he heard that there was more.
He stepped forward and explained his idea to Ning Jing, who gaped in astonishment. How come she hadn't thought of that?
However, land no longer belongs to individuals.
If we were to replace rice with wheat, we'd have to see if the brigade cadres would agree.
Moreover, even if wheat were planted, the villagers probably wouldn't agree to turn the paddy fields into wheat fields.
Nine times out of ten, they will ask everyone to clear wasteland and plant wheat.
The work in these rice paddies is exhausting enough.
Adding wheat fields to the mix will definitely cause a lot of complaints.
Hearing Ning Jing's words of concern, Fu Hongxing's initial excitement immediately subsided.
He was being too presumptuous; what Ning Jing said actually made sense.
This matter can only be discussed with Uncle Tan, and whether he will agree is still uncertain.
Even if they agree, I doubt most people would be willing to do it.
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