"Ling girl has never asked us for anything, and now she is doing this for the sake of our family's life getting better and better, do you think we can drag her back like this? I will get some money from my family, and I will go to the village chief's house to see if he has peanut oil. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When asked by his wife, Uncle Yun sighed lightly and asked her to withdraw the money.

He and his wife knew that the little money at home was not easy to come by. But thinking about what the villain had to do, the old man decided to let his daughter-in-law bring it to him to see if there was any peanut oil for sale.

"Okay. Although it is a little expensive, you should go and check it out. There are 100 texts here, you can look at it and buy it. I finished my work and slept. ”

Aunt Lin heard him like this, her eyes were helpless, and she still put down the work she was doing. Their room was churning in the past, and they took out a bag of money and handed it to him.

"Well, go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow morning to go to the market town."

Uncle Yun took the money handed over by Aunt Lin, took it and said to her considerately and turned to go out.

The sound of the two old men talking in the room was not heard by the evening bell, but she still heard the sound of the old man opening the door and going out.

woke up suddenly, listening to Uncle Yun's usual light cough outside the door and the movement of being discharged from the hospital, he was surprised: What is Uncle Yun doing when he goes out so late? But thinking about what she was going to get up and do on the fifth watch, she turned over and continued to close her eyes and sleep.

On the fifth watch, listening to the rooster crow not far away, the evening bell became dizzy in fascination. She had never gotten up so early when she came here, and although she had been so early before, she had a maid to serve her when she got up.

With sleepy eyes, she fumbled and grabbed the folds of fire that she had prepared to put on the bedside table before going to bed, blew lightly with her mouth, found the oil lamp lit, and then got up and dressed.

"Ling'er, it's still early, let's sleep for a while." Although she was careful enough, her action of getting dressed and getting out of bed and putting on her shoes still woke up Aunt Lin in the opposite room. The old man listened to her and got up and explained to her.

"No, you guys can sleep a little longer, it's still early, I'll get those things for me first."

Although her eyes were sleepy, she wanted to sleep again. Thinking about what he was going to do in the market town today, he still forced his somewhat sore eyelids to say to the old man, and walked towards the main house with an oil lamp.

"Then the aunt will help you." Seeing that she had put the oil lamp and was looking at the green peas soaked in water in her hand for most of the night, while the curtain was lifted, Aunt Lin put on a coat and came out.

"Auntie, I can do it myself. You and uncle will sleep for a while, and I'll be busy. ”

The old man said this, thinking that the old man had almost slept last night, and she hadn't slept yet, and the evening bell thoughtfully picked up the plate of green peas and went to the door.

Seeing that her door was not opened, she was holding the basin and looking out, Aunt Lin finally went to help her open the door. Seeing her go to the kitchen to fish out all the peas, and bring her a little peanut oil that her man bought the night before, he asked her again uneasily.

"This peanut oil?" Seeing that the old man got peanut oil, the evening bell asked in surprise.

"Your uncle went to buy it last night. Really don't want the help of your aunt? How are you going to get these peas? ”

"Auntie, I can do it myself. You go to sleep,"

The old man said this, thinking that he had slept last night and listened to the old man go out. For the old man's love and unconditional support and trust in herself, she was more moved by what she couldn't say, and she was more relieved to care and distress for the old man, and Wan Ling also looked at her distressed.

"Okay, if you can't be busy, call your aunt. I'm going to sew my stuff again, and there are a few more that haven't been sewn properly. ”

I heard that she could handle it, although Aunt Lin was a little worried that she really didn't need to help? Thinking about what Uncle Yun had said to her before, she sighed lightly and yawned and went back to the main house to be busy with the work in her hands under the lamp.

Aunt Lin left, Wan Ling lit the stove first, put the peas in it and fried lightly, feeling that there was no water on the peas, so she came out of the pot in time. Then clean the pan and put peanut oil on it. When the peanut oil was boiling hot and steaming upward, she put the green peas that had been dried and soaked overnight by her in the pot and the green peas that she soaked in warm water before going to bed.

The peas are put into the pot, although there is no water on the surface, there is still a lot of water inside. In this case, Wan Ling hurriedly took one side of the pot lid and covered it, and fried it for five or six minutes, and the sound of frying in the pot was much quieter, so he opened the lid.

I watched the peas in the pot gradually change color and turn a little yellow. Then the evening bell was fished out with a clean fence and placed in a clean basin prepared earlier.

The night before going to bed, the chopped green onions, shredded ginger, and some fragrant leaves were put in the pot and slightly fried, and then taken out, rolled into powder with a rolling pin on one side, sprinkled in the fried peas, stirred with dry chopsticks, and then put enough salt on it, and then added a few powdered sugar that was also crushed with a rolling pin.

There was no white sugar in this era, and she just crushed it with a simple barley candy cube and sprinkled it, so that it was evenly stirred.

I felt that the seasonings, salt, sugar, and so on were evenly soaked into the fried peas, so I stopped.

Blowing with his fingers, he pinched a pea with a green tinge and a light yellow flavor on it and put it in his mouth.

The burning heat in her mouth and the familiar taste made her chew as she blew.

It's not as crunchy when it comes out of the pan, but it still tastes good.

"Yes, this kind of snack should be able to be sold for the restaurant. It's even better if you have garlic cloves, you can make garlic green beans. By the way, I can get some more fava beans in a few days, and it will definitely be much more delicious than this one. Auntie, I've got something ready, you can taste it. ”

Eating the familiar taste in her mouth, the evening bell praised herself while chewing. Thinking that this simple fried peas can be made, I thought of the garlic green beans of the previous era, and then I thought of the magnolia beans fried from broad beans.

During the day, when I walked from the village to the fields on the side of the mountain, I saw some broad beans on the edge of the family's pea field. I had an idea again, and as I spoke, I grabbed a few fried green beans and went to the main house, said to Aunt Lin, who was sewing something embroidery under the lamp, and stretched out my hand to hand it to her.

"Peas? Is there a way to eat it? ”

This pea, except for a few people with land, will grow and grind to make pea noodles, but pea noodles are difficult to eat, and the beans are relatively hard, so in addition to the very poor people may buy and add other things to make nest food, people with better conditions plant it to make forage for cattle, which is a good forage.

Anyway, Liu Qing's family planted some, except for some that they cooked and ate raw, which were used to make forage for the two horses that often dragged the villagers to the market town and a cow that was used to plow the land.

Seeing that the evening bell was holding the peas that were green with light yellow and light yellow on the palm of her little hand, with a faint black and yellow dot like a seasoning on it, although Aunt Lin had already smelled the fragrance, she still reached out and pinched it, and when she ate it, she looked at her in disbelief at that time.

"Yes, auntie, you said that we should take advantage of the fact that many people's peas have not yet been harvested, collect some to do these, and sell them in big restaurants, do you think there will be a good business?"

The old man's eyes were full of surprise and surprise, and Wan Ling thought about his next plan and asked the old man for his opinion.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, but I'm afraid we won't be able to sell it. Ahem, ahem......"

The old man was more and more surprised and admired by her hand. Although I approve of her idea, but thinking about this market, if you really want to harvest some to sell, will anyone accept it? As he spoke, the old man suddenly covered his mouth and coughed lightly.