Chapter 109 He Just Wants to Eat Something Serious
No one knows what is going on, but what is right in front of us is visible to everyone.
The aunts who had seen the new things hurried home to tell the story. Sang Zhixia walked around the fields and silently recorded the growth of rice seeds in each separated experimental field.
There are no more or better experimental conditions, and everything requires naked eye observation and pen and paper recording.
If she wanted to fulfill Xu Yu's boast of doubling the yield per mu, she had to do all the steps herself and not delegate them to others.
After sowing the seeds, Xu Yu went to help the village chief build a shed. After working for a few days, he returned to his own field. The rice seeds he had sown had already grown some tender white sprouts, and the growth was gratifying.
He didn't disturb Sang Zhixia who was writing and drawing with her head down. He squatted on the ridge like a big hairy radish without saying a word.
Sang Zhixia put away the notebook and stood up: "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to take you home."
Xu Yu reached out and took the thing from Sang Zhixia's hand, stood up and rubbed his wrist: "Let's go home."
"By the way, I heard from Grandfather that Mother said you were planning to go into the city tomorrow?"
Sang Zhixia: "Yes, what?"
As the family had more land, they naturally needed more grain seeds.
The amount she bought before was obviously not enough, so she wanted to buy more when she had time, and add some things she might need.
Xu Yu frowned slightly and said worriedly, "I still have some finishing work to do at the village chief's house tomorrow. I'm afraid I won't be able to get away before this afternoon."
"How about we wait until I'm free the day after tomorrow and go with you?"
"Is there anything you'd like to buy?"
"No, I just..."
"Then what do I have to wait for you to do?"
Sang Zhixia said with a smile, "I've already made an appointment with Second Aunt. I'll go with her tomorrow."
"She went to the embroidery shop to deliver the goods and get new materials. She also wanted to visit Xu Minghui. I'm going to buy some things. We'll be back together after I'm done. You just focus on your own things."
Xu Yu frowned and looked at her: "Go by yourself?"
Sang Zhixia raised an eyebrow: "What else?"
"Could it be that when you're not available to follow me, I can't even leave the house?"
"We're already familiar with the way back and forth. We're going to do some work, not cause any trouble. By the time you're done, we might already be home. Don't worry."
Sang Zhixia spoke carelessly, but Xu Yu's frown could not relax.
The owner of this face has no idea how attractive he is, and he had a mishap before, so how can he be at ease?
Sang Zhixia didn't have time to think about the twists and turns in his mind. She went home and busied herself with the homework assigned by the old man. After listening to the daily lesson, she was summoned into the kitchen by Xu Mingyang who was calling for help urgently.
In the kitchen, Xu Yanran, with her face covered in flour, pouted: "Sister-in-law, I can't roll the dumpling wrappers into round shapes."
This morning, the old man suddenly said he wanted to eat dumplings, which won a warm response from the whole family.
The kids were just there to help, the main cooks were Xu Wenxiu and Aunt Xu.
However, the challenges faced by both large and small are the same.
The rolled-out dumpling wrappers come in all sorts of shapes, square, twisted, and crooked. The only shape that is hard to find is a neat circle.
Xu Mingyang's face turned pale for some reason. He held up the small bowl with both hands and said excitedly, "If you press it with the rim of the bowl, it will be round!"
After saying that, he pressed down on the dough impatiently and got a pancake similar to a sesame seed bun.
Xu Wenxiu said with a smile: "It's a good idea, but it's too big and too thick."
It’s not very good for making dumplings, but it’s okay for making pancake skin.
Sang Zhixia watched the fun with her eyes bent, and when she had enough fun, she washed her hands and said, "Let me do it."
Aunt Xu was a little embarrassed: "You've been delayed in the fields for a whole day. Have you finished the homework that the old man assigned?"
The old man's teaching style is strict and uniform from big to small.
The three little ones have to work hard every day. In order to complete their tasks, their time for fun is greatly reduced. The same is true for Sang Zhixia.
In order to allow her to free up time to complete her studies, she was basically not allowed to interfere with cooking during this period, for fear that she would be delayed and have to stay up late to study hard when she returned home.
Xu Mingxu was small and not even as tall as the stove, so he had not found an opportunity to cause trouble before.
He leaned against Sang Zhixia and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be lazy. If you don't finish your homework, you will be punished by being spanked by grandfather."
He and Xu Mingyang were punished yesterday!
Xu Mingyang rubbed his beaten hands, his face full of resentment: "Sister-in-law, are you punished every day?"
Several question marks popped up in Sang Zhixia's head.
"What do you mean?"
We all read the book together, so why should she be beaten every day?
Xu Mingyang's face was filled with pity, "I've seen through you a long time ago." "If it wasn't for the punishment, why would Grandpa always leave you alone?"
Isn’t this just slapping someone’s hands behind their back?
Sang Zhixia's mouth twitched at the sympathetic gazes of the three little ones, and she suppressed a smile and said, "It's not what you think. I won't get beaten with you guys."
"Aunt San, is the stuffing ready?"
Aunt Xu quickly pointed to the other things prepared on the stove: "I've washed them all but haven't had time to start yet. Do you think these are enough?"
It is best to use fresh meat for dumpling fillings, as the meat is tender, soft and tasty.
But conditions were limited, and all the family could get was pork that had been buried in a snow pit and frozen into a lump of ice, so they had to make do with it.
In addition to the thawed pork in the wooden basin, Xu Wenxiu also took cabbage and radishes from the cellar. The wooden basin also contained dried wood ear mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms soaked in hot water.
Sang Zhixia took a quick look and thought they were about the same.
"Chop the meat and mix it with ginger water. Chop the cabbage, mushrooms, and wood ear mushrooms into small dices. Once the filling is mixed, there's still time to roll out the dough."
The weather is cold, and if the rolled dough is not wrapped in time, it will become hard and difficult to seal the edges. It is better to do both at the same time.
Xu Wenxiu reached for the kitchen knife, but Xu Yu came over and said, "Mom, let me chop it."
"You guys."
After he finished speaking, he pressed a little head with one hand and said like chasing a little duck: "It's not safe to have a knife near the stove. Go play over there."
Xu Mingyang held the bowl with some reluctance: "Brother, I want to help too."
"I can knead dough! I can even make buns that look like wild boars!"
They really can't help with other things, but now they are very enthusiastic about anything related to dough.
To be honest, this was because Sang Zhixia had not started well.
She took this group of unfortunate children to grab some dough and start making dumplings. After the first attempt, they really couldn't hold back their enthusiasm for the next time.
Xu Yu turned around, seeing the pride on his face, and said inexplicably, "So this is why I ate three pig-head buns with exposed stuffing this morning?"
Not only is it twisted and hideous, it's not even done properly.
One was stuffed so full that it burst, and even with its mouth opened as wide as a bowl, it couldn't find a place to put its mouth. The other two were pinched into strange shapes, and even after biting its fingers, it still couldn't find the missing filling.
There are also duck bags that are said to be made of duck but actually look like Fat Monk, puppy bags that look like wild boar tusks, and flower bags designed by Xu Yanran...
Although that flower looks a lot like a twisted weed.
But Xu Yanran said that what she pinched were really flowers.
Xu Yu was so exhausted he couldn't count how many clever tricks he'd fallen prey to. Glancing at Sang Zhixia's barely suppressed laughter, he said coldly, "Zhizhi, having that morning glory pie in your bowl really ruins your appetite, you know?"
Yes, he said a lump.
A piece created by Xu Mingxu and Xu Jinxi.
Although the taste is the same and it is definitely clean and healthy under Sang Zhixia's supervision, it is too ugly.
It is so ugly that it directly affects the appetite.
Xu Yu's scalp now tingles whenever he hears the sound of kneading dough.
To be honest, he was tired.
He just wants to eat something decent right now!
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