Song Shiwei could use whatever she wanted in the kitchen. Of course, there was nothing good there. However, Song Shiwei didn't use much of it. She knew that life was not easy for farmers, and they had to save the whole grains at home.
So, she picked some potatoes, cut them into thin strips, wrapped them in dough and steamed them into a steamed potato dish. She poured garlic juice and two drops of sesame oil, and the aroma came out instantly.
The steamed shredded potatoes can be used as a staple food. After all, farmers grow potatoes in the fields and there are plenty of them in the cellars.
There were also large areas of wild potatoes, wild sweet potatoes, and wild leeks on the mountain, and the family harvested a lot of them.
Song Shiwei scooped some multi-grain flour, kneaded it and rolled it into thin slices, wrapped it with the filling made of leeks and vermicelli, and made leek dumplings.
In this way, not much flour is needed for the staple food, and there are both vegetables and noodles, which can make everyone full and eat well.
This dish is very solid and tastes delicious, especially the garlic cloves. Oh, the taste is so good that you want to bite off your tongue!
As soon as the pot came out, not only the elder brothers and nephews of the Wang family, but even Zhao Huili and Song Zhiyong ate it with relish!
Xinxin usually doesn't eat much, but this time she actually ate a whole big dish of meat.
Even the pot of steamed shredded potatoes was fought over by the Wang family's older brothers and nephews!
They had never eaten such delicious food in their lives!
Even the family where they were staying quietly leaned over the window to watch them eat.
After all, they were using other people's things, so Song Shiwei simply made another basket for them to eat.
The aunt was so happy, especially when she saw that Song Shiwei didn't use much of their multi-grain noodles. She felt so relieved!
Although she said that they could use whatever they wanted in the kitchen, she was used to living a cautious life. If they really finished the half bag of mixed grain noodles, she would still feel bad.
But Song Shiwei only used a few scoops and even made a basket for them.
How could she not be grateful?
Just give her the eggs locked in the cupboard.
"Little comrade, I locked up the eggs because I was afraid you would spoil them. You won't blame me, will you? Take these eggs and eat them!"
How could Song Shiwei blame her? Besides, this basket of eggs looked like it contained more than twenty of them, both red-skinned and white-skinned. It was obvious that she had saved them bit by bit, and like Aunt Wang, she was going to exchange them for money.
He smiled and took out two of them.
"Thank you, Auntie. These two eggs are enough. I'll make some soup. We're all tired after running all day. It's cold in the mountains, so we need some hot soup to warm us up!"
Seeing that she only took two eggs, the aunt was happy but also a little embarrassed, after all, she took so much money from others!
He quickly took out two more and then put the basket back!
But this time, she didn't lock it again.
Knowing who Song Shiwei was, she no longer guarded against her like a thief, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.
Looking at the four eggs in his hand, Song Shiwei glanced around the kitchen.
In summer, every household would grow tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants and so on. She simply went to the yard and picked two ripe red tomatoes.
I also soaked some black fungus.
Made a sour and egg soup.
Use a little bit of oil to fry the tomatoes until they release their juice, then add water, fungus and salt.
They don’t have pepper here. It would taste better if they added some pepper and chicken essence or sprinkled some MSG before serving.
Fortunately, they had vinegar at home, so they added a few drops of vinegar, thickened the sauce with flour, and finally sprinkled it with egg flowers.
When it is ready to be served, add a drop of finely ground oil. Oh, the sour and fragrant taste is very appetizing.
Everyone drank very satisfied.
Several older brothers in the Wang family couldn't help but praise her.
"Oh, sister, your cooking skills are really good! My wife can't make it taste like this!"
"That's right, the ingredients are still the same, but for some reason, after being made by you, big sister, they smell so delicious!"
When Song Shiwei heard what the elder brothers said, he just smiled.
"This is just my ordinary cooking skill. I'm not willing to add seasonings. I can't live without my sisters-in-law at home!"
This is true. Living here, who would be willing to keep so many things? They can't even use a bottle of that small-milled oil in a year! They won't use it even if the bottle is covered in dust.
It was quite nice to stay here at night. When he got up in the morning, Song Shiwei steamed some sweet potatoes, made some multi-grain pancakes, and boiled a big pot of cornmeal porridge.
Everyone was quite satisfied eating it with pickles.
After dinner, they set off.
I thought I wouldn't have to climb the mountain this time.
But who would have known that the Tarim Primary School was actually built on a mountain.
Fortunately, the mountain is not high.
It took them just over an hour to get there.
When Zhao Huili saw the dilapidated school from afar, her eyes instantly turned red.
In fact, it was not a school at all. It was just a few houses surrounded by a fence. There was a flagpole in the middle. The five-star red flag rising slowly on the flagpole made everyone's heart warm.
When they got closer, they could hear the sound of reading from inside from afar.
A teacher standing in the middle of the school was startled when he saw a group of them coming over, and quickly ran over to ask.
"Excuse me, what can I do for you? Are you the parents of a classmate?"
Song Shiwei shook his head.
"We're here to look for someone. Excuse me, is Teacher Song Shimiao here?"
Hearing that they were looking for Song Shimiao, the teacher was obviously stunned, and then said happily: "Oh, you are not Teacher Song's family, right?"
The main reason is that their clothes and accents don't seem like those of locals.
And they all heard that Teacher Song and Teacher Shen were college students and professors from Beijing!
Zhao Huili nodded quickly, took two steps forward, and asked with red eyes, "Little girl, where is our Miaomiao? Can you call her out?"
Perhaps because she would be able to see her daughter soon, Zhao Huili was a little excited for a moment, and her voice was trembling.
The female teacher saw that she and Song Zhiyong behind her were so old, and considered that the mountain road here was so difficult to walk on, and suddenly felt that it was too difficult.
"Auntie, Teacher Song doesn't have classes this morning. She might be at her residence. Can I take you there?"
Zhao Huili nodded quickly.
Because there were only four teachers in the school, she first asked that teacher to help watch the students recite.
During this period, the elder brothers of the Wang family asked to go back.
"Big sister, now that you've arrived, we should go back too. While it's still early, we can still get home before it gets dark. Otherwise, it will be too late and unsafe!"
Song Shiwei was so excited just now that he forgot this point.
He quickly took out the money he had promised to give them from his pocket.
"Thank you, brothers! I won't keep you here. The mountain road is difficult to walk on. Please be careful on your way back!"
Seeing that they could earn another fifty yuan, they felt happier than eating honey.
He waved to them happily.
They left together.
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