Chapter 382: New Life in the Mountain Village
The twist tree is a plant that blooms and bears fruit at the same time, and at this time, the flowers are gradually decreasing and the fruits are gradually ripening.
On the branches, there are a lot of purple and purple-black cones hanging.
The twister is like a wine glass, hidden among the branches and leaves in the mountains.
Gao Mingcheng was holding a honey extractor in one hand and two hares in the other. He could only ask Fan Licheng, "Do you recognize this thing?"
Fan Licheng looked carefully in the direction he pointed.
"It's myrtle!" Fan Licheng's face showed surprise. He encountered a fruit that he recognized.
This thing has several names, and calling it myrtle is mostly used in written language. In daily language, different places have different names, such as mountain twister, black belly, Duolian, peach aunt, etc.
Gao Mingcheng said, "Go pick some to eat. Pick the purple and black ones. Don't pick too many. Just a small handful will do!"
"Hey, I know, eating too much will make you unable to poop!" Fan Licheng excitedly went forward to pick the wicker.
His grandparents run a porcelain kiln, and the family's daily life revolves around the kiln, including selecting porcelain clay, shaping clay embryos, glazing, firing the kiln, etc. They basically don't go to the mountains to play. At most, his grandmother opened a few acres of land in her backyard and planted some common vegetables.
So although Fan Licheng had eaten myrtle, he had bought it and had never picked it himself in the mountains.
No matter how precocious a child is, he is still a child and is always interested in picking wild fruits.
Soon, Fan Licheng had picked a lot of them. As he couldn't hold them all with his hands, he simply put them in Gao Mingcheng's shirt pocket.
Gao Mingcheng was speechless.
Just now he said he couldn't poop because he ate too much, and now he keeps picking.
But he didn't stop it. Sometimes eating was a pleasure, and picking was another pleasure.
After going down the mountain and returning home, Gao Mingcheng put down his things and took Fan Licheng to Xiaofu Mountain. Of course, he did not go up the mountain, but just stood at the foot of the mountain and looked out.
Gao Mingcheng pointed to the orchards and introduced the types of fruit trees there.
Basically, he planted all the fruit trees available locally.
However, most of them are saplings and have not yet reached the fruit-bearing age. There are also a few older trees whose fruits are not yet ripe.
For example, the local tangerines. Although the green oranges are as big as a baby's fist, the skin is thick and the flesh is sour, so it is not time to eat them yet.
There are also chestnuts on the chestnut trees. The hairy thorns are still green, and the chestnuts inside are not ripe yet.
The chestnuts here mature late, and will not mature until the end of September. By then, you don't need to hit them with a stick. You can just walk under the chestnut trees every morning and pick up the chestnuts that have fallen on the ground.
In some cases, the chestnuts fall directly to the ground after the thorn ball bursts, while in some cases, they fall together with the thorn ball. At this time, you need to use the sole of your shoe to step on the thorn ball, rub and squeeze it, so that the chestnuts inside will come out.
Chestnuts cannot be harvested. After a few days, they will get worms or dry out. So if you are not picking them to sell, you don't have to pick them specially. Pick a handful today and eat them, and pick another handful tomorrow. In this way, you can eat fresh chestnuts every day.
Chestnuts are delicious whether eaten raw, cooked or fried.
Gao Mingcheng also introduced the chestnut tree to Fan Licheng.
Fan Licheng was surprised when he saw the green thorn balls hanging on the treetops.
He had eaten chestnuts before, but he had never seen chestnuts on trees. This trip to Gaojia Village undoubtedly broadened his horizons.
That evening, as dusk fell, a hare was stewing in a large iron pot and eggs were simmering in the stove.
The eggs are wrapped in lotus leaves, buried in the fire, and slowly cooked. The eggs cooked in this way are particularly fragrant and are said to be more nutritious.
In addition to stewing eggs, you can also stew sweet potatoes, potatoes and pork kidneys in the stove.
But now there are only eggs at home, so naturally I can only stew the eggs.
While Gao Mingcheng was busy in the kitchen, Fan Licheng squatted on the steps and watched Black Tiger and Elf eat.
Two wild rabbits were hunted today, one went to Gao Mingcheng and the other went to the two dogs. After Gao Mingcheng processed the wild rabbits, he cut them into two and threw them in front of the two dogs.
Eating it raw like this, the scene is naturally a bit bloody.
Fan Licheng was staring at her with his facial features flying around.
"Licheng, the eggs are cooked, come and eat!" Gao Mingcheng's voice came from the kitchen. Fan Licheng responded and walked towards the kitchen.
Gao Mingcheng was using tongs to pull out the burnt lotus leaves from the stove.
A total of four eggs were stewed, two for each of them.
There are traces of burnt marks on the lotus leaves, but when you unfold them, the unique fragrance of lotus leaves and the scent of eggs hit your nose, causing your stomach to growl with hunger.
Fan Licheng was indeed very hungry and couldn't wait to pick up the egg and peel it. However, as soon as he touched it, he felt the heat and quickly withdrew his hand.
"Haha, slow down! You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry! Put it aside to cool down first."
Gao Mingcheng said so, but Fan Licheng saw him just pick up an egg and peel it.
After the egg is cracked, the aroma of the egg becomes more overbearing.
Because the egg was heated unevenly in the stove, half of it was cooked drier and the egg white turned light yellow. However, this egg was more fragrant and chewy when eaten.
"Uncle Gao, aren't you afraid of the heat?" Fan Licheng asked with a troubled look on his face.
He just told me to wait a while before eating!
"The heat is locked in the eggshell. Only after you peel the shell will the egg cool down faster!" Gao Mingcheng said confidently.
Then he cracked the shells of the two eggs belonging to Fan Licheng.
The heat hidden inside will dissipate through the cracks in the eggshell.
After a while, the eggs were not so hot anymore. Gao Mingcheng started eating them first. The eggs were not big, so he finished one in two bites.
So he continued to peel the shells and eat the eggs.
After he had finished eating, Fan Licheng tried to start eating. He wrapped it with a green lotus leaf to keep it warm, and then ate it in small bites. The egg white was just enough to eat, but when he ate the egg yolk, the scorching heat almost made him spit out the food in his mouth.
After swallowing it with difficulty, Fan Licheng looked at Gao Mingcheng again, his face full of admiration.
Uncle Gao is so awesome!
After eating two eggs, Fan Licheng not only did not feel less hungry, but became even hungrier.
He stared at the big iron pot. At this moment, Gao Mingcheng was stir-frying the stewed rabbit meat with a spatula. After adding seasoning, chili pepper and garlic, it would soon be ready to be served.
In addition to rabbit meat, Gao Mingcheng also fried an eggplant and a pumpkin.
When he was looking for vegetables in the vegetable garden today, he saw several ripe pumpkins lying among the pumpkin vines planted on the slope. Although he didn't like to eat them, Gao Mingcheng still picked one.
The pumpkins they have here are the big ones that look like millstones, not the long, strip-shaped ones that are common in later generations.
Of course, the two of them could not finish one, but the excess would not be wasted because the sheep and chicken would eat it.
Even the pumpkin seeds will not be wasted. They can be washed and dried. After collecting enough pumpkin seeds, they can be fried and eaten. The fragrant pumpkin seeds are a snack in the memories of many country children.
When the food was served, the aroma made Fan Licheng feel even hungrier.
"Uncle Gao, you can cook, that's amazing!" Fan Licheng praised, then started picking up some food and eating.
He was actually easy to raise, and he didn't have the bad habits of a rich young man. He would eat anything, but his favorite food was rabbit meat.
After eating two bowls of rice, Fan Licheng burped and said embarrassedly, "I haven't eaten so much in a long time!"
Gao Mingcheng smiled. He thought that Fan Licheng must be very hungry, otherwise he wouldn't eat so much.
You know, although he can cook, he really doesn't have any skills to speak of. The most he can do is just cook the food.
So when they are at home, it is usually Mei who cooks and he just helps out.
It is not advisable to exercise or take a shower immediately after a meal, but you should not be idle either.
Gao Mingcheng took out several ten-kilogram plastic bottles from the room and prepared to fill them with honey.
He didn't have any tools to filter, but after the honey had been left standing for so long, the residue had already settled down, so he just needed to use a small cup to scoop the top layer of honey into the bottle.
The mouth of the bottle is not big, so most people would have to use a funnel, but Gao Mingcheng didn't. He scooped one cup after another into the bottle as if he was training his control.
Fan Licheng sat on a small bench nearby, watching the scene in amazement.
But he soon thought of an article in the Chinese textbook.
That was a story about an oil seller. At the end, the oil seller said, "It's only cooked!"
But despite this, this is a skill that others cannot match.
Gao Mingcheng's hands were steady and his speed was fast, and he filled the bottle in no time.
Next he filled another bottle, and there was some honey left with a little residue, so he filled a canning bottle with it.
This honey with a small amount of residue would either be eaten by himself or given to his parents, grandmother, Zhang Chengyuan and others.
We are all family, so we won’t look down on each other.
Gao Mingcheng pointed to one of the bottles and said, "This bottle of honey is for you. You can drink it slowly!"
Fan Licheng looked at such a big bottle of honey, his eyes widened and filled with joy.
He did like eating honey, but he liked the honey given by Uncle Gao even more.
This made him feel cared for.
"Uncle Gao, thank you, but this is too much. Just give me a small bottle! If you give me so much, I will definitely share it with others."
Fan Licheng politely declined the large bottle of honey and asked for a smaller bottle.
If it is a small bottle, he can keep it for himself, but if it is a large bottle, he must share it with his family.
Gao Mingcheng said, "If the small bottles are also shared with everyone to soak in water, then you won't be able to eat much. You know what your situation is like at home. Will you refuse?"
Fan Licheng was silent, he knew he would not refuse.
Because he left the impression on his family that he was easy to talk to and never took the initiative to fight for anything. Even so, several aunts would still say sour words about him in private.
Think he is fake generous.
(End of this chapter)
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