Chapter 169: Pickled Duck Eggs (Part 2)
She also planted some black sesame.
Jiang Zhiluo just wanted to plant more of each crop.
If possible, she would like to grow rice, purple rice, glutinous rice and other things.
But they are in the north, the climate is different, and not very suitable for growing rice.
Unless rice is grown in the space, all the fields in the space will be used.
If there is space and fields, you can grow some purple rice, rice, millet, etc.
At this time, around four o'clock in the afternoon, the fields were full of busy figures.
The children in the village were running and jumping on the streets, playing various games.
The old people took a stool and sat at the entrance of the village to chat.
Some would gather under the largest old locust tree in the middle of the village to chat and talk about the daily affairs of the villagers.
The warm spring breeze blows gently, bringing with it a deep sense of warmth.
When the time comes, the ducks and geese in the river all call and line up to go home.
In fact, Jiang Zhiluo was a little curious. These ducks and geese actually remembered to go to the river to eat every day, stay in the river for a day, and then go home automatically at night.
These ducks and geese can remember the way.
Looking at the lively and vibrant village scenery, Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but smile.
When passing by the fields, everyone took the initiative to greet Jiang Zhiluo.
"It's Zhiluo. It's already evening. Are you going to the mountains?"
Everyone saw that she was carrying a basket and guessed that she was going to the mountain.
"Yes, Auntie, go to the foot of the mountain and dig up some yellow mud."
"Then you better be careful and watch the road."
"Zhiluo, everyone knows you have medical skills. Um, our pig seems to be in a state of lethargy. I don't know what's wrong. Could you please take a look at it?"
"I'll go back and take a look."
"Zhiluo, we have to thank you very much. You employ us and pay us every day..." The villagers were sincere and grateful to Jiang Zhiluo and the others.
"In two days, everything will be planted. This time won't affect the autumn harvest at all."
"Yes, just in time to plant them all in the spring."
In this way, Jiang Zhiluo walked and chatted with the villagers.
The villagers are also used to talking while working.
After walking around at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Zhiluo saw a lot of yellow mud.
There is quite a lot of yellow mud.
Jiang Zhiluo dug some into the backpack and dug some more to put in the space for future use.
She actually found a large nest of duck eggs at the foot of the mountain, twelve in total, which looked big and good.
“It’s really a duck egg!”
Looking at these duck eggs, Jiang Zhiluo felt very surprised.
"It looks like these duck eggs were just laid."
"We have some yellow mud. We can pickle salted duck eggs when we get home."
A lot of chicks were hatched at home last month. They are either in cages or walking around in the yard every day. They look quite cute.
They are all half grown up.
They usually eat eggs and rarely eat duck eggs.
However, thinking that there seemed to be something wrong with Aunt Li's pigs, she walked around the mountain again and picked some herbs.
When she was returning home with a basket of yellow mud on her back, she saw wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys of every household in the village, and it looked peaceful and harmonious.
The people in the fields also went home to eat.
When Jiang Zhiluo arrived home, Cui Hejin was already there.
"You're back!"
"Yeah, I'm back."
As he spoke, Cui Hejin put down the axe in his hand and walked over to help Jiang Zhiluo take the yellow mud off the backpack.
Cui Hejin looked at the yellow mud in the backpack and was a little surprised, but did not ask any more questions.
Whatever she does, she is happy.
But Jiang Zhiluo took the initiative to explain: "I will use the grass and yellow mud as bonding mud, and use those bricks in the yard to make a bread oven."
“With a bread oven, you can make bread.”
"Bread is similar to pastries, but the taste is different. You'll know when you make it."
"There are duck eggs in this basket. I didn't expect to find such a nest of duck eggs. They look like they were laid not long ago."
Jiang Zhiluo guessed that the eggs were laid there by ducks in the nearby river, or perhaps by wild ducks as well.
Cui Hejin said in a clear and gentle voice: "Well, I'll pour you some water so you can wash up first and then eat."
As he spoke, Cui Hejin scooped water from the water tank and poured it into the basin so that Jiang Zhiluo could wash her face.
Looking at his careful movements, Jiang Zhiluo felt an indescribable warmth in her heart.
Come to think of it, Cui Hejin really does take good care of her.
Gentle and considerate.
"Actually, I can do it myself."
Cui Hejin said softly, "Let's wash up first."
Jiang Zhiluo nodded and washed her hands.
Mrs. Cui smiled in the kitchen and said, "Zhiluo is back. The meal is ready. Wash your hands and eat first."
"good."
The family washed their hands and sat down at the dining table to eat.
Mrs. Cui made scrambled eggs with Chinese toon and mushroom soup, and heated up the red bean buns that Mrs. Niu had given her in the afternoon.
It was a big plate full of dishes and plenty of soup, more than enough for three people.
Mrs. Cui smelled the scent of the Chinese toon eggs and said happily, "That's the smell. It's really fragrant."
"This thing is only available in spring. I haven't found many Chinese toon trees in our village. Your Aunt Niu brought them back from her mother's home. There are probably more of them in Niushan Village, her mother's home."
Jiang Zhiluo smiled and said, "Mom likes to eat it!"
"Yes, I like to eat it. I remember last spring, your aunt, the head of the village, gave us some pickled Chinese toon sprouts. We ate them with steamed bread for a long time."
"Your Aunt Niu sent so much this year. The villagers are very welcoming and don't have any intrigue."
Old Madam Cui felt that living in the village, life was simple and warm, the villagers were honest and kind, and everyone had pure and simple personalities.
All I worry about every day is food, clothing, and the fields.
Jiang Zhiluo thought that if her mother liked to eat it, she would go around and see if there were any Chinese toon trees in the mountains and pick some.
"Zhiluo, please try it."
Jiang Zhiluo looked at the Chinese toon and egg dish that Mrs. Cui put into her bowl, picked it up, tasted it and said, "Mom, it's really delicious."
Has a unique fragrance.
"There are still some left. We can fry them and eat them tomorrow."
Jiang Zhiluo took a bite of the red bean bun and put it into her mouth. After a pause, she said, "I didn't expect Aunt Niu's red bean buns to taste so good."
"The sugar is just right, and the taste is sweet but not greasy."
Mrs. Cui smiled and said, "Your Aunt Niu looks cheerful and efficient at work, and she's actually quite good at cooking too."
"Red beans are a precious thing, so they must be cooked well. Otherwise, it would be a waste of delicious food."
The family likes to talk while eating, and there is no custom of not talking while eating or sleeping here.
"Oh, Mom, I picked up a nest of duck eggs at the foot of the mountain. There were twelve of them. I was thinking, why not pickle them and eat them?"
Madam Cui nodded and said, "I think it's okay. Let's pickle the duck eggs. Mother doesn't know how to do it, but someone in the village should know how. I'll ask them later."
Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, "Mom, no need to ask, I can do it."
"I dug some yellow mud and ate. I went to Aunt Li's house to help her look after the pigs. When I came back, I pickled salted duck eggs and built a bread oven in the yard."
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