Four or five benches are lined with bamboo poles, on which are covered with a curtain of radish strips that have been soaked in salt.

The radish strips, which had lost most of their water due to the salt, now looked more than four-fifths smaller than they had been at the beginning, and the original red skin had been seen, leaving only a light brown color. Now these radish strips are going through the final step of becoming turnip rings, which is drying in the sun. After drying, these radish strips are radish rings, which can be stored for a long time and live on the table for more than half a year as a small porridge for the farmhouse.

When eating, whether you eat it directly or soak it in ingredients, it is a porridge killer.

Shi Wei was holding a bamboo rake, and now she was turning over the radish strips on the bamboo curtain, Canghai originally had a rake in his hand, but unfortunately the little girl Meng Meng thought the radish strips were very interesting, so she snatched the rake in Canghai's hand and stood on a small bench to happily Lou Qi radish strips.

The little girl's playfulness is ambitious, but fortunately, there is nothing particular about this work, as long as the radish strips are not turned over, it is qualified, so Canghai is also relieved to play by the little girl.

Seeing that Meng Meng was having fun, Tietou didn't know where to find a small bamboo pole, and stood on the bench to poke radish strips to play.

"Tietou, don't poke the radish to the ground, if you do this again, I'm going to beat you" Shi Wei saw that Tietou poked the radish strip to the ground again, and scolded Tietou.

Hearing this, the iron head immediately jumped down from the small bench, picked up the radish strips on the ground and put them in his mouth, apparently preparing to 'destroy the corpse'.

Obviously, Tietou underestimated the taste of the radish strips a little, and after he stuffed the radish strips into his mouth, his whole face suddenly wrinkled, and the salty one wanted to spit out this thing immediately, and the whole body was salty as if it had been fixed and motionless, and its little face was wrinkled.

Seeing that Shi Wei didn't look at him, the two thieves immediately spit out the radish strips in his mouth, threw up his arms and threw them directly towards the fruit grove down the slope. Seeing that the radish strips flew away, Iron Head stood on the bench again, pretending that nothing had happened, grabbed the bamboo pole and continued to poke it happily.

Slippery head happened to see the flying radish strips, and thought that the iron head was playing with it, stretched out his tongue and chased it excitedly, when it arrived at the fruit grove, it was a little confused, I don't know where the radish strips flew, turned for a long time, had to take back a dead branch at will, pretended to run to the side of the iron head, and wagged his tail to the iron head to ask for credit.

In exchange for the invitation of the slippery head, all the iron head stretched out his little black hand and scratched its fat brain shell twice, even if it was such a perfunctory action, the slippery head seemed to be very satisfied, and ran to the root of the wall where he was lying with the dead branch in his mouth, and bit and played with the dead branch. A silly dog and a dead branch begin to fight.

Canghai is the most idle now, lying under the shelf, leisurely taking a sip of warm tea, and then flipping through his mobile phone to look at the electronics, humming a song or two in his mouth from time to time, and he doesn't know what to sing in a messy tone.

At this moment, the tiger head is honestly lying next to the recliner in Canghai, closing his eyes and seeming to be sleeping, but pay attention to observe it and you will find that the tiger's ears turn from time to time, which is the tiger head is alert to the surrounding movements, ready to protect family and property at any time.

After turning over the radish strips, Shi Wei put down the rake, instructed Meng Meng and Tie Tou, and Shi Wei sat on the recliner next to Canghai.

"Master, the work is done" Shi Wei looked at Canghai's tired appearance, and couldn't help but scold Canghai.

Canghai turned his head, glanced at Shi Wei, stretched out his finger and flirtatiously hooked Shi Wei's chin: "Well, okay, the little girl is doing a good job, and the master will hurt you at night!"

"Die!" Shi Wei was blushed by Canghai, looked around weakly, and found that no one around reached out and twisted Canghai, then put her hands on the armrests, and her body relaxed and lay on the chaise longue and sighed: "This little day is really comfortable."

"That is, we have entered retirement life ahead of schedule, how many people envy us" Canghai looked at Shi Wei and squinted at the sun above his head, which was no longer too strong, and said beautifully.

Hearing Canghai say this, Shi Wei smiled and reached out to grab Canghai's hand, Canghai held Shi Wei's hand in the palm of his hand with his backhand, and the two held hands so quietly, enjoying this rare quiet afternoon.

Ahh

As the cry of the ugly donkey sounded, Canghai and Shi Wei sat up straight from the recliner at the same time and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

At this moment, the ugly donkey is pulling the cart, and on both sides of the cart are Ping An and Wu Hui who are smiling, and behind the cart is the third aunt Wei Qin. On the board cart is full of piles of old high snow mushrooms. Behind the third aunt was the third uncle Cang Shiyuan, who was driving the mule cart, and the mule cart was also full of cabbage.

Early in the morning, the two of them followed the third uncle and three aunts to the market to buy vegetables, originally Canghai thought that they would come back in the evening, who knew that these people would rush back so soon. First, these people are eager to return home, and secondly, the road repair in the county has achieved some results, at least it is flatter than before, so the speed of the board is naturally a lot faster.

The appearance of the snow mushroom is very good, the dark blue leaves and stems, almost every plant is slightly thinner than the little finger, it is the most tender and crisp time of the snow mushroom, this time is a good time to pickle pickles.

The cabbage on the mule cart also looks very good, each one is about the same size, forty or fifty centimeters, white cabbage, light green leaves, this long cabbage is the best material for pickling local sauerkraut in northern Jiangsu, the sauerkraut to be pickled in Canghai is different from the common Sichuan sauerkraut on the market, as well as the Northeast sauerkraut, with a unique flavor, which is the pickling method that Canghai learned from friends in northern Jiangsu.

This kind of sauerkraut is most suitable for roast mutton, a plate of sauerkraut mutton, burned by sauerkraut, completely suppresses the trembling taste, maximizes the umami of the mutton, and can swallow the tongue of the glutton.

"Haiwazi, the dishes are all back!"

The third aunt looked at Canghai and shouted loudly with a smile.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Canghai happily pulled his shoes and walked towards the cart.

The third uncle, Cang Shiyuan, grabbed the mule's bridle at this time, and said with a smile at the nephew who came up: "I don't know what kind of style your kid smokes, obviously there are not a few people but you have to pickle so many things, and the kind of high-gang cabbage you want is quite difficult to find, if it weren't for the well-informed here, I would have changed to this cart of high-grade cabbage that others may not have bought."

"You'll know when you wait to eat it, the pickled cabbage from this dish can be said to be a perfect match for mutton!" Canghai came to the side of the cart with a smile, stretched out his hand and stroked the cabbage he bought, and nodded with satisfaction.

The third aunt Wei Qin said: "Let me tell you, this dish is not cheap, it is four or five cents a pound more expensive than the cabbage of pickled sauerkraut here, and it is not sold if there are fewer people, I heard that they are all supplied to provincial supermarkets, and your third uncle found a friend to help you get such a big car."

Canghai said unexpectedly: "It's a little more expensive this year, wait for the peanuts in the field to be harvested next year, I will replant this cabbage myself, and they will die next year to earn my money!"

It doesn't matter if the money is not rich, who makes himself lazy and doesn't plant, as long as he can buy it, then the main dish of this winter's cat winter is almost there.

"Third uncle, third aunt, how many pickles are you going to pickle?" asked Cang Hai.

The third aunt smiled and stretched out her finger to the cart: "We don't have much pickled in our family, thirty pounds, how much can I eat with your third uncle?"

Following the direction of the third aunt's finger, Canghai saw that there were two bundles of red plastic ropes found on the snow ferns, and he understood that the third aunt's family really didn't have many pickles this year.

There are really a lot of pickled vegetables in Canghai's house, not only the amount but also the type, the large amount is three kinds, pickles, radishes and sauerkraut, as for the small ones, not to mention, like what kind of peppers, sour bamboo shoots, sour radishes are pickled in a few jars, but the amount of these things is small, Canghai's vegetable garden can be solved, and I didn't go to the market to buy.

Ping An wiped the sweat on the top of his head, and asked Canghai, "Second brother, what should I do next?"

"What to do, of course it's unloading, you rest for a while, I'll do the unloading work, you two will rest for a while to regain your strength, and you will start washing vegetables and cooking pots later, and there is still more work to be done" Canghai rolled up his sleeves and said.

The pickling of snow fern should first wash the snow fern, wash off the soil on it and remove the old leaves and dead leaves at the same time, wait for the water to dry, and then cut the snow fern into a small section and put it in the jar, and put a layer of salt on each layer of vegetables, and the best salt used must be well salt, like the taste of sea salt pickled out is worse than well salt.

Such a layer of vegetables and a layer of salt, tightly pressed in a porcelain jar and finally sealed in the mouth, after more than half a month, the pickles can be eaten, this kind of pickles fried white bean curd is delicious under the rice, as for the taste of frozen tofu is gluttonous.

The sauerkraut can not be pickled like this, the sauerkraut does not need to be washed, just pat the soil on it, the cabbage at this time has no dead leaves, use a knife to cut out the cabbage root a cross knife, and then put the cabbage root down into the pot to cook, after boiling, the yard into the jar and press the stone.

Pickled snow fern is a jar, that is, a small mouth and also to seal, sauerkraut is different, must be open in the tank so that it is conducive to cabbage fermentation, at the same time in the mouth of the tank to put a clean stone, press the vegetable on the line, about a month, if the pickle is good, the sauerkraut will become, as for the pickled bad, the whole tank of vegetables will be rotten, wasted.

Wu Hui and Ping'an are both idle babies, Canghai said let them rest, how could they rest, continue to help Canghai unload vegetables, waiting for the vegetables of the two carts to be unloaded, Shi Wei and Wu Hui began to pick up cabbage, Ping'an and Canghai began to wash stones.

There are no stones in the village, the two stones of the cylinder are still bought by Canghai from the bridge repair team, and it is not a precious stone, it is an ordinary big bluestone, each of which has the appearance of thirty catties, which is almost slightly larger than the grinding plate of the small hand grinder, and it is the most suitable for pressing the cylinder.

After washing the stones, Canghai wiped the stones with a dry cloth and put them outside to dry, while Ping An returned to the kitchen to make a fire. The big stove and the small stove are the same as above, Canghai directly added well water mixed with a certain amount of space water in the pot, waited for the water in the pot to boil, and then put the cabbage roots picked up by Shi Wei and Wu Hui in the pot with the root facing down, the pot lid was naturally uncoverable at the beginning, but when the vegetables were soft, the pot lid could be covered, as long as the pot lid was covered, it meant that a pot of cabbage had been cooked, and it was ready to be put in the pot.

Just like this, Shi Wei and Wu Huili, Ping'an and Canghai cooked and set the pot, and they were busy from the afternoon until the sun set, and the next day they continued to work for most of the day, and the whole cart of cabbage became almost five jars of sauerkraut, and the work of pressing the stone pickled cabbage was officially completed.

After the pickled cabbage was finished, the first batch of snow fern was also cold and dry, everyone continued to roll up their sleeves and began to pickle pickles, the work of Wei Cai was more tiring, because the salt had to be sprinkled and the jar was compacted, and the big guys rolled up their sleeves together to dry, and it took almost three days to pickle most of the snow ferns.

So far, the old kiln of Canghai's family has become a pickle kiln, and the other old kiln has become a grain kiln, a kiln of pickles and a kiln of grain, making Canghai feel that even if there is no harvest next year, his family can live for a few years with these things. Looking at a jar of vegetables, the surrounding grain is called a down-to-earth heart.