Chapter 0279: Songhua Egg

Early the next morning, Lao Song left, left very early, maybe he went out early in the morning, and left directly in Ma Chunsheng's car, leaving Ding Fan alone at the police station, and when he left, he didn't even say hello to Ding Fan.

Because after Ding Fan drank a sip of Lao Song's wine last night, he fell directly to the ground and couldn't afford it, and he didn't wake up until he was exposed to the sun the next day, and when he woke up, his head was still hurting.

Seeing that the entire police station was empty, Ding Fan sat back on his bed.

Ding Fan looked at his room, it was still the same place he lived in when he came, and it hadn't changed at all, except that there was a big jar on the table.

This big jar, Ding Fan remembers it too much, and it can even be said that he still remembers it vividly, he drank this thing last night, and Ding Fan has not woken up until now.

Ding Fan walked to the edge of the table with a little shaky body, and glanced at the big jar, there was a note on it, which looked like the words written by Lao Song.

Ding Fan looked at it and knew that Lao Song and himself were all the same idea, and he didn't like someone to give him away when he left, so he left quietly, as for this jar of wine, it was left by Lao Song for himself, but Lao Song meant that Ding Fan was not allowed to drink this jar of wine secretly, and he had to wait until Ding Fan's goal was completed, and it would be regarded as Ding Fan's celebration wine.

Ding Fan saw the end, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, carefully put away the big jar, thinking that he had time to find some yellow mud, looking for a jar, and sealing this jar of wine well, just like Lao Song said, it will be used as his own celebration wine in the future.

Just when Ding Fan was busy putting away the wine jar, there were bursts of shouts outside the door, and if you listen carefully, it seems to be the voice of the second fat.

Ding Fan hurriedly put away his things, and then went out with Doudou.

When I went out, I saw that he was really a fat kid.

When the second fat saw Ding Fan coming out, he hurriedly waved his hand at Ding Fan, and then ran over to Ding Fan excitedly, shouting in his mouth: "Boss, you are finally back, I want to kill you." ”

I haven't seen him for a few months, and this second fat boy always feels like he's gained a lot of weight, and he doesn't know what this fat boy has eaten, and he is obviously a little overnourished: "How do you know I'm back?"

Erfat ran to Ding Fan, offered a treasure, put a broken basket in his hand to Ding Fan, and said: "I also heard what Ma Chunsheng said, he said that you came back yesterday." ”

Ding Fan thought about it, so he turned over to the place where the fart was bigger, and he couldn't hide a little thing at all, and the people in the tunzi often said that if he farted himself, the next door could know it, and when he came back, he didn't have anything to hide, and there were probably a lot of people who knew.

Ding Fan stretched out his hand to take the basket handed over by Er Fat, and while stretching out his hand to open it, he asked Er Fat, "What did you take?"

According to Ding Fan's thoughts, the things that Er Fat brought were either game or fish or meat, who knows, after opening the hay in the basket, he found that it was filled with duck eggs.

A basket of duck eggs, roughly speaking, there are at least twenty of them, and I don't know where this kid got them, when did he have ducks in his own house?

Before Ding Fan could ask Er Fat, this kid couldn't wait to speak: "Boss, you don't know, this is all picked up by myself outside, I originally wanted to shoot two wild ducks that day, but I didn't think about finding a duck nest, there are a lot of duck eggs in it, I just pulled them away, I guess I can eat a winter." ”

Ding Fan looked at the duck eggs in his hand, just this head, I'm afraid it doesn't look like the kind raised at home, but if the second fat wants to eat it until winter, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult, because this thing will be broken after a long time.

So Ding Fan said to Er Fat: "It's a good thing, I just want to spend the winter, and it will take more than two months, this duck egg has long been broken, and it won't be winter at all, unless you pickle it, otherwise it won't grow, how many duck eggs do you have?"

As soon as he heard Ding Fan say that the duck eggs couldn't be saved for more time, the second fat immediately wilted, and he didn't have the excitement just now.

Salted duck eggs are not difficult to make, the key is that salted duck eggs can't be hungry?

So the second fat was a little listless when he talked to Ding Fan: "I still have more than a hundred or so at home." ”

A hundred or ten?

Erfat, this kid won't wipe out all the wild ducks in this nest, right?

Ding Fan was actually just a little surprised, as for whether the wild ducks would be extinct, basically Ding Fan didn't have to worry about it, this Xing'anling generation, there were many wild ducks and the like, and a few less litters would have no impact at all.

But looking at the second fat face, it was a little strange, and Ding Fan didn't know what this kid was thinking.

"What's wrong? It's so decent, why is it wilting?" Ding Fan stretched out his hand and tried it on Erfat's forehead, but he didn't have a fever?

The second fat pouted and said to Ding Fan: "Boss, I'm fine, it's just that the duck eggs are pickled and can only be eaten as a vegetable, but when I am in winter, I have no food to eat, and every year in winter, I am the most difficult." ”

The second fat person is worried about this matter!

Ding Fan sighed, raised his foot and kicked on the second fat buttocks, and said, "Go home and bring all the duck eggs from your house, I'm looking for some chaff, I'll help you pickle them." ”

As soon as Er Fat heard that Ding Fan would also pickle duck eggs, he just didn't understand a little, what do you want bran skin for pickled duck eggs?

Ding Fan understood as soon as he saw Er Fat's current expression that this little fat man obviously hadn't understood yet, so he explained to Er Fat by the way: "Have you eaten Songhua eggs?"

The second fat shook his head in confusion, not to mention that he had eaten it, but he had never heard of it, and he always felt that what Ding Fan said was very magical, and looked at Ding Fan with a stunned face.

Ding Fan smiled and said to Er Fat: "Actually, Songhua eggs are not a special thing, they are pickled with duck eggs, but they are not pickled with salt, but with lime, pickled Songhua eggs, the taste is smooth and refreshing, the nutritional content is very high, and the most important thing is that this thing has a health effect." ”

As soon as Ding Fan said this, the second fat saliva was about to flow out, and there was nothing else to worry about, and he told Ding Fan that he wanted to go home to get duck eggs, turned around and ran away, and he couldn't wait to ask Ding Fan to pickle it for him immediately.

In fact, this Songhua egg, Ding Fan used to eat it often when he was in Yanjing, it is not a rare thing, but what is this place, the most marginal area in the Northeast, many things can't get here, not to mention the south, even the economy of the coastal area is not comparable, and even very backward, yesterday Ding Fan came back before, and also walked around the big market, seriously, things are scarce and pitiful, and eating vegetables in the Northeast has always been a problem, and it is good to say a little in summer, but in winter, in addition to pickled sauerkraut, it is pickles, and occasionally a meal of frozen cabbage stewed tofu is good。

So if Ding Fan wants to change Jinshan Township, he plans to start with eating.

As the saying goes, rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, these people who were born in the mountains, if they want to get rich, they really have to rely on this mountain.

This is a treasure left by our ancestors.

As soon as he thought of this, Ding Fan's heart was hot again, maybe his dream would start from his hands, and it was very likely that he would start with the duck eggs in his hands.

Just when Ding Fan was thinking about the grand blueprint in his heart, Er Fat had already come back from the outside with a large bag of chaff, looking at Er Fat's panting appearance, Ding Fan laughed unconsciously, put the duck eggs in his hand aside, took a broken basket, went outside to pick up a basket of stones and came back, lit a fire outside, and put the stones at the bottom.

There are a lot of such stones in Jinshan Township, and you can pick up a lot of them at will.

After Er Fat transported all the duck eggs at home, the lime on Ding Fan's side was almost burned.

Ding Fan asked Er Fat again, do you know who has brine here.

As a result, the second fat was stunned for a long time before he asked Ding Fan: "What is brine?"

Ding Fan rolled his eyes, shook his head, and almost fainted directly from Erfat's words, and only said to Erpang after a long time: "It's for tofu, have you heard of tofu in brine?"

As soon as Ding Fan said this, the second fat eyes suddenly lit up and said, "I know, boss, are you talking about salt-brine soup?"

Although Ding Fan didn't know whether the salt-brine soup that Er Fat said was brine, it should be about the same, so he nodded.

Erpang thought for a while, and then said to Ding Fan: "It's true, not every family can make tofu in Tun, but the noisy family is making this thing, and whoever wants to eat some tofu in Tunzi usually goes to his house to cut a piece." ”

Ding Fan nodded and said, "Find a big quarrel and ask for brine, bring a few duck eggs, and say that you will exchange some with him." ”

As soon as Er Fat heard that Ding Fan wanted him to take the duck eggs, he was a little unhappy, after all, this was Er Fat's rations in the future, and asked him to exchange the duck eggs for those useless things, and Er Fat was a little reluctant.

According to the idea of the second fat, he went directly to the noisy house, and he didn't need to exchange duck eggs at all, but Ding Fan's stern eyes kept looking at him, thinking about it, and finally he could only take the two youngest duck eggs away, which made him feel distressed for a long time, and even thought in his heart, it was a useless thing, and he should be okay if he used a duck egg.

It's just that after I came back, I had no way to tell Ding Fan about it, so I finally gritted my teeth and gave up this idea.

Seeing that the second fat was gone, Ding Fan found another jar, put all the duck eggs on the ground in the jar, put salt and tea leaves, and by the way, he rubbed a piece of mulberry wood that he had just burned into ashes, poured everything into the jar, and then pickled it with water.

All that's left is to wait for the two fats, bring the brine back, wait until the brine and lime are twisted into mud, and then wrap them one by one on the duck eggs, roll on the bran skin and it's done.

It's just that after the Songhua eggs are wrapped in chaff, they will have to wait for twenty days before they can eat, and I don't know if the second fat can wait. (https:)

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