0p0 Chapter 226 Going Down the Mountain and Entering the Village
Chapter 226 Going Down the Mountain and Entering the Village
The two sat across the table from each other.
Heihei and Xiaobai were also eating while huffing and puffing. As the vermicelli was long and slippery, they sometimes couldn't bite it and it would easily leak out of their mouths. They ate a little slowly, sometimes staring at the vermicelli that fell into the bowl.
"This is how you eat it. Turn the fried egg over to let it soak in the soup, and eat the noodles first." Xia Qingyue pressed the fried egg to the bottom of the bowl, picked up a piece of sweet potato noodles with chopsticks, blew on it, took a bite, and joy appeared in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
Han Zhibai followed suit and picked up the noodles to eat. After two bites, he held the chopsticks in his hand in mid-air, looking at the snail noodles in front of him in amazement.
He knew that white powder could be extracted from sweet potatoes and added to meat to make it tender and smooth. He also knew that the powder could be added with water and eggs and fried into a large pancake, which he could then cut and stir-fry together with bacon and garlic sprouts.
It was the first time he had seen and tasted the noodles made into long noodles.
Seeing that he was as surprised as if he had discovered a new continent, Xia Qingyue smiled and picked up a spoonful of noodles and said:
"It's called rice noodles, which are a bit like noodles. Rice noodles can be made from rice, mung beans, and peas. They can be dried and stored for a long time. They can be cooked and eaten at any time. There are many ways to eat them, such as stir-frying, boiling, or serving them cold."
"The powder is so convenient, how about we make some more when we have time later?"
"Of course!"
The two people at the back stopped talking and focused on eating noodles.
The fried egg soaked up the soup and was juicy, with a rich egg aroma and the snail meat was firm and tasty.
They ate everything, even the soup. It was a very cold day, and their faces were a little red.
It can be seen that Han Zhibai likes to eat sweet potato noodles very much. When he enjoys eating it, she is happy.
Xia Qingyue was thinking about making spicy and sour sweet potato noodles for tomorrow's breakfast, so she specifically told him not to make breakfast tomorrow morning, and she would do it.
The next day.
After sleeping until after noon, Xia Qingyue, who was afraid of the cold, lingered in bed for a long time before getting up. It was getting colder and colder, and it was difficult for her to get up in the morning. Therefore, she changed her morning exercise to the afternoon and stopped taking a nap.
She got dressed and went out. She didn't see Han Zhibai at home. Through the slightly open small side door of the kitchen, she saw him standing in the morning mist, pouring out several basins of water that had been submerged all night in the front yard.
The fog was thick, and the tall figure was vague and not very clear.
After quickly washing up, she came to make breakfast.
In less than half an hour, the spicy and sour sweet potato noodles are ready.
The fried eggs I had last night were delicious, so she fried two more in the morning. The side dishes in the noodles included crispy fried peanuts and mung bean sprouts.
There is a lot of sweet potato residue after the starch is filtered out, which can be fed to poultry and eaten by humans. She took some of the residue, added flour, honey and an egg, mixed them together, and fried them into fist-sized round cakes.
The two of them enjoyed the soft and fragrant pancakes with the spicy and sour sweet potato noodles.
At this point, Han Zhibai completely fell in love with this food called "fen".
The fog was heavy, so they stayed at home to thresh the wheat that had been dried a few days ago. When the fog had mostly dissipated, they went to the fields to dig sweet potatoes.
It took four days to dig all the sweet potatoes. During this period, the sun came out for two days, so we took out the pickled chickens, ducks and rabbits that had been hung on the kitchen stove to smoke, dried them in the sun, and then smoked them again.
On the evening of the eighteenth day of the winter month, they went to the vegetable garden to cut some cabbage, radish, garlic sprouts and other vegetables, and carried a basket of sweet potatoes and pumpkins from the cellar and put them into the basket.
Early in the morning of the 19th National Congress, they prepared enough food and water for the poultry, including pumpkins, radishes and cabbages, and they could eat and drink when they were hungry.
Then they led out a fat pig weighing more than 300 pounds and asked Xiao Hei to carry the things they wanted to take down the mountain. When it was end of Chen time and the fog was thinner, they led the two kids down the mountain together.
It was windy and bitingly cold today. Xia Qingyue wore duck down clothes inside and a calf-length, long-sleeved cloak on the outside. It was made of snow-white fox fur. There was a circle of fox fur around her neck. The fur was soft and warm, protecting her neck from the cold air and making her face look only the size of a palm.
The cloak Han Zhibai wore was brown and made of bear fur. The collar was also high, standing upright with the top just below his chin, making his face more angular, his eyebrows and eyes deep, and his temperament more extraordinary.
The two little ones were also wearing clothes made of fur, and they walked with great power.
On the way down the mountain, at noon, the sun came out, the clouds dispersed, and the sky was white.
Because they were waiting for the fog to dissipate in the morning and went out late, they did not arrive at Xiushui Village until mid-noon.
The two of them deliberately took a detour, but because it was dinner time, and they were well-dressed, had outstanding looks, and were leading Xiao Hei and a pig, with two dogs following them, they attracted the attention of villagers who were eating outside with their bowls in hand. Even when they walked a distance, there were still onlookers following behind them.
The villagers looked at them with obvious curiosity and envy, but without any evil intentions, so they didn't say anything.
When they got near Li's house, they saw Chen Yuzhen and others chatting and eating with the Fang family members at the door of the house with their bowls in hand.
When Xia Qingyue saw them, a happy smile appeared on her face.
Chen Yuzhen, who was eating, glanced to the side and seemed to see Xia Qingyue coming. She looked again to be unsure.
"Oh, Qingyue, Zhibai!" She was so excited that she almost dropped her bowl. She didn't bother to eat. She put the bowl and chopsticks in the hands of Li Benfu beside her, and then ran towards them.
Seeing this, Li Benfu put his own bowl and chopsticks and his wife's into the hands of the person next to him and ran away quickly.
Li Weikang, who was forced to take over two sets of bowls and chopsticks while still holding his own, was in a panic and subconsciously wanted to pass the things in his hands to Li Weisheng next to him.
Unexpectedly, Li Weisheng moved faster and ran to greet Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai with the bowl and chopsticks in his hands.
"Oh!" When Li Weikang was stamping his feet in anxiety, Fang's father and mother each took a set of bowls and chopsticks from his hand, solving the urgent problem.
Chen Yuzhen and the others picked up Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai and walked over.
The two men greeted everyone politely one by one, but before they had finished, they were pushed into the Li family's home, saying that it was cold outside.
Not long after they sat down in the main hall, Li Weikang and Li Weisheng came in with a pot of red-hot charcoal and placed it in a safe area near Xia Qingyue's feet.
Upon learning that they had not had lunch yet, Chen Yuzhen and Fang's mother and daughter went to the kitchen to cook another pot of rice and stir-fry a few dishes.
In the main hall, the Li family took out snacks for Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai to eat to fill their stomachs.
After eating a mouthful of dried persimmon, Xia Qingyue said to Uncle Li Ben, "Uncle, we brought some vegetables down, as well as the pig. Let's see whether we should kill it today or tomorrow. Is there anything else we need?"
"We have almost everything ready. We have everything. A few days ago, I ordered half a pig's worth of wild boar meat from a hunter in the neighboring village. It will be delivered tomorrow morning. Don't kill the pig yet. You can take it back to the mountain and kill it later."
Han Zhibai was cracking walnuts in his hands. After he had cracked a handful of walnut meat, he stuffed it into Xia Qingyue's hands, "Uncle, if you don't want to kill it, keep it in a pen. It's a sow. You can find a breeding ground after the New Year."
Upon hearing this, Li Benfu, Chen Dawei and others were hesitant to talk.
There was no need to guess, Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai also knew that what they wanted to talk about was Xie's refusal to give them the pig.