Chapter 121: Eating Laba for the New Year
After coming down, Xiaojin lived in the backyard, and Zhang Taiping made a nest with wooden nails on the roof to keep out the wind and rain. There is no need for people to feed them, they can hunt themselves, and sometimes they can bring back some prey for their owners. When he has nothing to do, he stands on the roof and closes his eyes to bask in the sun, which has become a symbol of Zhang Taiping's home.
Three days later, Zhang Taiping looked at the wine that was placed in the space. After almost three months of brewing in the space, it has been successfully brewed.
Zhang Taiping's impurities were filtered out, leaving only a clear and translucent liquor, which was indeed good to taste, much better than drinking it at the village chief's house, and the space must be a high-quality product. Cover the mouth of the jar with mud and prepare it to be placed in the cellar.
Zhang Taiping went down to the cellar, Cai Yazhi beckoned from above, what is the blood medicine, shouted below, and she put it down with a rope. There was nothing dirty in the cellar, it was clean, the space was not the size of a house, and the temperature was much warmer than outside. To Zhang Taiping's surprise, there were more than a dozen wine jars inside, three of which were separated. The weight is not light, it must still be filled with wine, and the mud seal is also sealed well, and there is no damage. You don't have to think about it to know that this is either brewed by the old man, or it is brewed by Zhang Dashuai's deceased father, and no one cares about it after that, and now it has been ten years, and it can be regarded as an old wine.
The wine is tightly sealed in mud, and it is not afraid that it will deteriorate after a long time, but the longer it is, the more mellow it will be. Ten years of wine is already a great wine in the world, but I don't know what the quality is.
Zhang Taiping took out the fruit wine he brewed from the space and put it in the cellar, and shouted to Cai Yazhi above: "If you want to put something in the cellar, put it in a bag and slowly put it down, and I will continue below." ”
Cai Yazhi and the three of them were busy for a while, and put the things that were going to be placed in the cellar in a bag. Zhang Taiping caught it, it was nothing more than some radishes, cabbage, sweet potatoes and the like, placed in a corner, and then a full jar of wine went up to it.
Cai Yazhi was curious about how Zhang Taiping came up with a jar of wine, Zhang Taiping didn't care about family affairs in the past few years, and no one had ever gone down to the cellar, and no one knew what was inside.
Zhang Taiping said: "There are more than a dozen jars of wine below, which may have been put for some years, so I picked up a jar to see how it was." ”
Fan Ming immediately instigated to open it to take a look, Zhang Taiping immediately slapped open the mud seal, opened the kraft paper, and a rich and abnormal aroma was sucked straight down the nose, and the four of them sniffed unconsciously.
A thin mist was formed on the mouth of the wine jar, and Zhang Taiping hurriedly covered the lid with kraft paper and sealed it. Xing Rushui is also a burst of surprise, there is a kind of wine in the best I heard that when the tank can be opened, the wine atomizes the dragon. As for whether there really is such a superb sake, I don't know if I have never seen it, but as long as it can dissolve the mist, it is a good sake.
Zhang Taiping carried the jar to the front room, took out a few bowls, and poured a small half bowl for each person, this is fruit wine, and he is not afraid of drinking it. I don't know what kind of fruit is brewed, the color is crimson, poured into a white porcelain bowl is very attractive, the bowl mouth is immediately covered with mist, hazy, the wine below is not real.
Fan Ming took a sip first, and was relieved to see that it was not the spicy taste of soju, but with a sweet thread. I took another big sip and tasted it carefully, only to feel that it was mellow and long, which made people have an endless aftertaste, and couldn't help but raise the bowl and pour the remaining half of the bowl into my stomach, and stretched out the bowl for Zhang Taiping to pour another bowl, but I didn't feel that my little face had become red.
Zhang Taiping looked at her little face that was red into the sunset, and didn't dare to pour it for her again, but she began to shake before she could say a few words, and her starry eyes tended to soften after three or two clicks, and she was hugged by Zhang Taiping.
Zhang Taiping looked ahead, but he didn't expect that there was a situation behind him, and Cai Yazhi also began to sway, and was hugged by Zhang Taiping with his other arm, and his face was also flushed. Zhang Taiping looked at it carefully, and it was indeed only relieved when he was drunk, and sighed in his heart, this is good, but the strength is too great. Xingru drank half a bowl of water, there was no big deal at that time, there was just a hint of blush on his face, and Zhang Taiping handed Fan Ming to her. He helped Cai Yazhi, whose face was flushed and sleeping like a baby, to the bedroom and settled her on the kang.
There were no three people, and I drank and pecked a few bowls by myself. But let the two parrots who happened to come back see it, smelling the aroma in the air, the two parrots kept making noise around Zhang Taiping "wine, wine".
Zhang Taiping was annoyed and couldn't do anything, so he had to pour a small bite for these two guys who were about to become sperm. The two little ones lay on the edge of the bowl, and you took a sip and I drank it all in one sip.
This is terrible, the two guys who drank high played a drunken mania, fluttering around the house, and their mouths were also talking nonsense, and even the backyard that had not dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool since Xiao Jin moved in rushed in and took a turn. It seems that it can strengthen not only the courage of people, but also the courage of birds. It's just that Xiao Jin didn't care about the provocation of the two parrots.
In the end, the two guys got drunk and fell on the kang, and even snored when they fell asleep, Zhang Taiping couldn't cry or laugh, is this a parrot or a person who has become a parrot in appearance?
Zhang Taiping was just about to go out when the phone on the counter rang. Zhang Taiping looked at the caller ID, it was Cai Xiaomei's mobile phone number, and after she returned to school, she charged a few hundred yuan of phone bills and gave away a mobile phone. Pick up the phone: "Hey? ”
"Where's my sister?" Over there was Cai Xiaomei's voice, and her attitude towards Zhang Taiping was much better.
"Drunk."
"Drunk?"
"Hehe, yes, I was drunk a little bit just now. Is there something you can do? ”
"Oh, tomorrow is the holiday, I'll go back and say something."
"Do you have a lot of stuff to bring? Do you want me to pick you up? ”
Cai Xiaomei said: "No need, I didn't bring anything." ”
"Well, well, be careful on the road."
After hanging up the phone, Cai Xiaomei was stunned with her mobile phone, but this was the first time she heard Zhang Taiping tell her to be careful on the road.
Zhang Taiping came out to the yard, there were ice picks hanging on the eaves, the sun was strong in the first half of the day, and the snow on it melted; In the second half of the day, once the sun turns west, the temperature will drop, and the speed of freezing exceeds the rate of ablation, and a long ice pick will be frozen on the eaves, which can be refracted in a variety of colors when it is crystal clear and meets the light. In the early years, Zhang Taiping remembers that when he was a child, children would beat these icicles and eat them as popsicles, but now the air pollution is so serious that there will be no such pure icicles in the deep mountains.
A group of children were playing with the snow that had not yet melted clean on the big field, and they were still muttering, "Today's seven, tomorrow's eight, eat Laba for the New Year." ”
Pinch your fingers and count, time flies, and before you know it, it has reached the sixth day of the lunar month, and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be the seventh day of the first month and the eighth day of the first month. Living in the countryside has no concept of the solar calendar at all, and I don't even know when New Year's Day has passed, but I can still have a little feeling about the lunar calendar.
Zhang Taiping said to himself: "It seems that it is time to prepare for the New Year." ”
When he returned home in the evening, Zhang Taiping told Cai Yazhi about Cai Xiaomei's return home from vacation tomorrow, and Cai Yazhi seemed very happy, gesturing to mean that she would be in time to eat Laba porridge tomorrow. In previous years, due to the constraints of economic conditions, Cai Xiaomei did not go home immediately after the holiday, but would find another tutor or part-time work outside; After years of economic relaxation, Zhang Taiping has also turned back, and he no longer needs to be busy during the holidays for that little money, so he wants to go home for a full year. My sister no longer has to work outside to earn money, and when she sees that people can get together for a New Year, Cai Yazhi is of course happy.
In some rural areas, Laba is called "wheat kernel", in fact, this is also the name of the region. In fact, "wheat kernel" is something else, that is, the wheat is peeled off and cooked, and there is another name in the city - leaf wheat.
Laba is to peel off the corn and leave only the kernel, the two practices are the same, but in recent years in the countryside to peel off the wheat husk fewer people, most of them are peeled off the corn husk and eat, so here people also call "Laba" "wheat kernel", only in the seventh and eighth days of the first month of the month to peel off the corn skin of the thing called "Laba".
To boil the porridge, you have to put the corn kernels in a pot and cook them the night before, and the fire in this process cannot be too big, so you can only boil slowly on low heat, and you have to keep adding water to it. It wasn't until the next morning, when the corn kernels were almost cooked and no longer absorbed, that the ingredients were added, and it was ready after boiling for about two hours.
Zhang Taiping prepared two kinds of ingredients, one is sweet, both are nuts or something, there are raisins, almonds, wolfberries, longan, red dates and other seven or eight kinds, boiled out a bit similar to eight-treasure porridge. The other pot is salty, with minced meat and various spices in it. It's just that both have red beans in them, and they go well with yellow corn kernels.
Cai Xiaomei returned home at eleven o'clock and brought a small gift to everyone, how much money was spent is not the main thing, this intention is the main thing. Even Zhang Taiping was fortunate to receive one, and when he opened the box, it turned out to be a pair of sunglasses, how domineering and domineering it was to wear on Zhang Taiping's face. This is what she heard that Zhang Taiping bought a motorcycle and bought it for him to protect his eyes from wind and sand.
It just so happened that Laba was also boiled thoroughly, and a circle of six people of all sizes sat around the kang and each served two bowls, one sweet and one salty. Among the sweet, all kinds of ingredients, red, green and dotted in it, if you don't eat it, it looks fragrant; The salty ones are mixed with boiled minced meat and spices, which are oily but not greasy. After eating, the people who were tempted by the sweet and delicious Laba porridge did not control their appetite, and the last one of them lay on the kang to perform a belly slapping show.