The spring bamboo shoots were peeled quickly.
Song Songbai went to the kitchen with a pot of bamboo shoots.
Zhou Yian also went over to light the fire.
To dry bamboo shoots, you must first boil the bamboo shoots with salt for a while, then put them in the sun to dry.
It's already evening tonight, and I have to wait until tomorrow to dry it. I don't know if it will dry well.
It shouldn’t be a problem, Zhou Yian thought. I slept too much during the day and I would be bored if I didn’t do any work.
If she lay down on the kang now, she would be a little scared, so she decided to pretend to be busy first.
The bamboo shoots also need to be cut before cooking. Boil water over high heat, then Zhou Yian puts the bamboo shoots in and adds some salt.
After simmering for a while, I took it out. It felt pretty good and fragrant.
These bamboo shoots will definitely taste good when stir-fried with bacon and pork, or they can also be made into pickled pork with preserved vegetables.
The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to eat it. He had already eaten it today, but Zhou Yian felt that he must eat it tomorrow.
I don’t know if Ge Qiuze has any bacon for sale.
However, as a qualified middleman, the products should be more complete.
"Tomorrow I'll make you stir-fried bamboo shoots with bacon or pickled pork with preserved vegetables." Which one to make depends on what ingredients are available.
"Okay." Song Songbai could only agree. It looked like she wanted to eat it herself.
Take out the cooked bamboo shoots and put them aside, and continue to cook the other bamboo shoots. These are prepared for mailing, so they still need to be dried.
But if they want to eat bamboo shoots, they can just peel them and put them in the space, as the space can keep them fresh anyway.
When the time comes, you can just use fresh bamboo shoots to cook.
The bamboo shoots were cooked, and Zhou Yian started looking for work to do. He had been paralyzed all day and wanted to move around.
The steamed buns in the space have been almost eaten, so Zhou Yian plans to replenish them so that he can just cook two dishes and eat them directly in the future.
I took flour, water, and starter from my kitchen and mixed them together.
"Husband, come here and knead the dough. You are strong." Zhou Yian instructed him.
"What are you going to make?" Song Songbai asked her, "Don't you like rice?"
"I'll make a pot of steamed buns and a big pot of rice later," Zhou Yian said, feeling ashamed that he had only just thought of it. "Then you can eat the steamed buns and I'll eat the rice. We'll have the same dishes."
This saves Song Songbai from having to compromise with her all the time. Besides, rice is harder to buy than flour. There is more wheat here, so she can just eat the rice herself.
"An An is so smart."
"Haha, no, no." Zhou Yian was so happy to be praised. It's still a pleasure to be praised by a smart person.
While he was kneading the dough, Zhou Yian started washing the rice. Hybrid rice had not been introduced at that time. The taste was very good, but the yield was low, and it was all ground by hand, so there were a lot of rice bran and stones, so it had to be washed carefully.
The rice is still very fragrant though.
She busily cooked a big pot of rice, enough for her to eat for a long time.
The fermented dough was put into the pot and steamed. Song Songbai had a big appetite, so more dough had to be steamed for him.
She felt that her skill in steaming buns was pretty good, so she tried it a few times when she first stayed at home. Although she made a few bad buns a few times, most of them were good.
With Song Songbai's support this time, she felt that the steamed buns would definitely be delicious.
White and plump.
"Take a rest when you're done." Song Songbai watched her put a large bowl of steamed buns into the space. Although he had seen this many times, he was still shocked every time. It was really hard to understand whether this was the pinnacle of science or the gift of theology.
"Use it less when you are outside in the future." I couldn't help but remind him.
"Got it." Zhou Yian replied, "You should go to bed too. I'll clean the kitchen first."
"Then I'll accompany you." Song Songbai took a quick look and found it quite clean. He didn't know what she was going to clean.
"Haha, no need, let's go back to the room." This guy has made up his mind to accompany her, right?
Zhou Yian followed Song Songbai back to the room in fear. After washing up, he lay down on the kang quietly. Although he was a little sleepy, he still insisted on taking out "How the Steel Was Tempered" to read.
She is a revolutionary and must persist in being influenced by the proletarian revolution.
Song Songbai looked at her pretense, sneered, and understood why she was procrastinating.
She blew out the light and closed her eyes to sleep. Song Songbai was worried that she would not sleep and would fall asleep while reading. "Go to sleep."
Zhou Yian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him close his eyes and fall asleep. He put down the book and slowly fell asleep.
The next day, Zhou Yian got up refreshed, and Song Songbai had already gotten up early to go to work.
After breakfast, Zhou Yian stared blankly at the pile of bamboo shoots. It would be a bit conspicuous if she just threw them away. She seemed to remember seeing a method for fermenting flower fertilizer online.
When it is fermented, you can put it in the vegetable garden in the backyard. Maybe the vegetables will grow better.
It was a box without holes. Zhou Yian thought that he was just fermenting the bamboo shoots, and as long as it was better than using the bamboo shoot skins as fertilizer, it would be fine. So he just put it in a large hemp bag, which was the bag used to store grain.
It was said that they just needed to layer the soil and kitchen waste and leave it there for a while. Zhou Yian put all the bamboo shoots into the space, then took the bag to the backyard to move the soil. By then, the other educated youth had gone to work, and there was no one else in the educated youth compound.
Zhou Yian looked around, filled it with a layer of soil, then secretly put his hand in to smuggle a layer of bamboo shoot skin from the space, and repeated the operation.
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Song Songbai happened to be working next to Ge Qiuze today. He stood next to Ge Qiuze and asked, "Do you have any bacon?"
"Yes, but it's in the county." Ge Qiuze nodded.
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