Chapter 10 After several storms, wild vegetables grew one after another
The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, Zhou Yu opened his eyes to the call of the early birds. This was mainly due to the fact that he was so busy yesterday that he was extremely tired, and he fell asleep before seven o'clock after dinner.
Looking at the wall clock on the wall is not yet half past four, it is estimated that my parents have not gotten up yet, Zhou Yu stared at the shed for a while, and coldly remembered that the meat and seeds he bought yesterday were still in the space, so a thought came to the space.
As soon as he entered the space, Zhou Yu immediately found that there were a handful of cabbage seedlings growing on the ground in front of him, which could be as tall as a handful. Those cabbage seedlings grew so watery and green so transparent, although there were only a handful, but they brought infinite vitality to this decaying space, and Zhou Yu seduced him and couldn't wait to pounce on it and take two bites to taste.
"What's going on? Those cabbage seedlings should have grown from the cabbage seeds that were sprinkled last night, can vegetables still be grown here? But what dish grows so fast? It's only been a night of kung fu seeds that have grown into such tall vegetable seedlings? You can't blow it so fast, can you? Zhou Yu muttered to himself.
At this time, Zhou Yu didn't care about taking meat and cabbage seeds, so he stepped forward and took a closer look at the cabbage seedlings, which looked exactly the same as ordinary cabbage seedlings except for being particularly watery and transparent. Zhou Yu dug one out by hand and found that the roots were no different from ordinary vegetable seedlings.
Because he didn't have been identified, Zhou Yu didn't dare to try it no matter how bold he was, and he thought in his heart that he would pick two trees and go to the testing center with the two small bottles of space liquid to go to the testing center for testing when he went to the county to sell mountain goods tomorrow. If the test results are normal, then it seems good to be a vegetable seller in the future.
In fact, Zhou Yu doesn't know what the effect of the space that suddenly appeared in his body is now, but at least it is a very convenient warehouse, and it is still mobile, so he doesn't have to worry about the signal being difficult to use.
After thinking about it in a mess, Zhou Yu himself felt a little funny, since he didn't know what this space was and what it was for, it would be used as a mobile warehouse for the time being.
It was already past five o'clock after coming out of the space, and Zhou Yu, who was lying on the bed, had already heard the sound of his mother busy in the outhouse, and he couldn't sleep anyway, so Zhou Yu simply got dressed and got up.
Although it was only five o'clock, it was already bright in the mountains in early summer. In the outhouse, he greeted his mother who was busy with breakfast, Zhou Yu came to the courtyard and naturally took a sickle out of the courtyard gate, and then came to the grove on the eastern slope to cut some grass and Hui vegetables and took them home, chopped them with a knife and mixed some bud rice noodles and fed them to the chickens, ducks and geese in the courtyard.
The family has 10 big white geese, 10 ducks, 20 hens and 10 big roosters this year. In recent years, although Zhoujia Village has not changed much because of its geographical location, the changes outside the mountain are obvious, people's living standards have been greatly improved, coupled with food safety problems, pure natural green food is favored by people in the city.
In a place like Zhoujia Village, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the grass is fertile, the native eggs cost at least one dollar, not to mention the goose eggs, three yuan each, and duck eggs can also be sold for five yuan a piece. This has also led to the fact that the villagers in Zhoujia Village have raised a lot of poultry, and they can exchange some flexible money all year round.
Poultry raised in Zhoujia Village is not fed with feed, mainly bud rice noodles, soybean cakes, potatoes and sweet potatoes. In this way, it is okay to raise chickens, because chickens don't eat much, and if they are free-range, they can find some insects or something to fill their hunger, but the big white goose and duck can eat a lot, especially the big white goose, this thing really wants to eat no worse than half a child, so in order to save food, in spring, summer and autumn, the villagers have to get more wild vegetables and grass to feed these poultry.
When Zhou Yu was a child, he would take a sickle and shovel to cut grass and dig wild vegetables halfway up the mountain to feed the poultry, looking forward to the pigs getting fatter, the chickens, ducks and geese laying eggs early, and he could satisfy his hunger. This work has been until he graduated from junior high school, and even after going to high school and college, Zhou Yu will still be used to doing this when he goes home from summer vacation.
After feeding the poultry, Zhou Yu threw some grass into the pigsty and let the two and a half black pigs eat by themselves.
After finishing all this work, the sky was already bright, the red sun in the eastern sky had become golden, and the light penetrated the thin mist and fell on this fresh valley, covering Zhoujia Village with a layer of golden wisps. Under the sun, all the birds got up and flew all over the sky in search of their breakfast, and the sound of chirping filled the mountains......
Zhou Yu originally wanted to enjoy this beautiful scene for a while, but his mother's urging sound came from the outhouse, so he had to make a basin of spring water to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Breakfast is made of millet porridge, bud rice noodles mixed with red bean noodles, boiled eggs and fried dried fish, millet is home-grown, boiled by my mother in a large pot to the golden yellow and slimy, before it reaches the mouth, I smell a fresh grain fragrance. The eggs are also laid by their own old hens, and the egg whites inside are trembling and elastic after peeling off the shell, unlike those eggs in the city that have no elasticity after boiling, not to mention the taste, just looking at the feeling is not right.
Zhou Yu likes to eat millet porridge and eggs, drink a mouthful of millet porridge and then take a bite of boiled eggs dipped in sauce, it is definitely delicious, if it was put aside ten years ago, this is definitely the treatment of mothers.
After eating three boiled eggs, two bowls of millet porridge and two nests, Zhou Yu patted his slightly bulging stomach and put down his chopsticks in satisfaction. Looking at his son's eating appearance just now, Zhou Dingguo smiled and said, "Xiaoyu, your father is greedy for food, this meal is really so delicious?" Comparable to your meal in a big city restaurant? You kid wouldn't be here to lick your mother, would you? ”
This caused a certain woman to be dissatisfied, "You dead old man, what's the matter, do you think my cooking is not delicious?" After that, you can do it yourself, and I will only make it for my son!" ”
Zhou Yu held back a smile and persuaded and said: "Dad, what you said is really wrong, if you want to say that the food in this big city can't be said to be delicious, after all, it is made by the chef, the materials and condiments are a hundred times better than ours here, but it can only be said to be delicious, and the food at home tastes very authentic, very comfortable, and very fragrant, you don't know how to say that in the past two years, I think my mother is going crazy when she cooks!" ”
In one sentence, my mother said with tears in her eyes, her son was working hard alone, and there was no one around to take care of him, how much hardship he had to suffer!
"Xiaoyu, what do you want to eat at noon, Mom will make it for you."
"Vegetable cakes, stuffed with mountain hemp." Zhou Yu didn't even want to say it casually.
"Okay, Mom will make you a vegetable cake stuffed with mountain hemp at noon, at this time the mountain hemp should have just sprouted, the taste is the best, I will let your father go to the mountain to pick some back, and by the way, pick some small garlic back with a better taste."
Zhou Yu hurriedly interrupted his mother, what are you kidding, he is not a child anymore, if he wants to eat some wild vegetables, he has to go out by himself? So he hurriedly said: "Mom, don't bother my dad about this, let's go, besides, I haven't picked wild vegetables in the past ten years or so, so it's good to find the shadow of my childhood." ”
Listening to what his son said interestingly, the old couple laughed and stopped insisting.
After breakfast, Zhou Yu turned a wicker basket and took a small shovel and ran to the hillside north of the village.
The mountains around Zhoujia Village are all black and soft acidic humus, which is particularly suitable for the growth of plants. Therefore, there are many varieties of wild vegetables, and they grow extraordinarily fat, such as mountain hemp root, thorn sprouts, shepherd's cabbage, big-eared hair, bracken, large-leaved celery, cat's paws, crooked neck chapters, cucumber fragrant......
Standing halfway up the mountain, looking at the reckless peaks and the green wild vegetables that spread over the mountain, Zhou Yu sighed from time to time.
When the river sang and the earth was covered in green, the wild plants poked their heads out of the ground and stretched their waists, and grew wildly. Nodding and smiling on the ridges, waving on the hillside, whispering by the pond, and meditating silently in the cracks of the stones, they swayed with a tranquil and charming demeanor, as if welcoming people's favor.
Wild vegetables wake up the sleeping winter, attract birds and butterflies, dot the mountains near Zhoujia Village, add the bright color of life, and enrich the lives of mountain people; It reminds the villagers to whip up the cattle and start with spring ploughing.
People in the city feel that wild vegetables are so natural and delicious. However, in Zhou Yu's memory, wild vegetables are the food for hunger, in the words of the people of Zhoujia Village, it is "wild vegetables for half a year", when Zhou Yu lived in poverty when he was a child, wild vegetables were the main food of the villagers.
Zhou Yu still remembers a nursery rhyme at that time: red rice, pumpkin soup; Dig wild vegetables and use them as food.
After several storms, wild vegetables grow one after another. Fresh shepherd's cabbage in March, hawthorn in April.
Among the wild vegetables, Zhou Yu loves mountain mazza, which is actually a perennial herb. Generally at the beginning of spring, after a few spring rains, it will grow a lot of young stems in clusters, and the top of each stem will give birth to two symmetrical leaves, pointed, continue to grow, and two symmetrical young leaves will grow, and the two below are staggered, emerald green.
After picking the hawthorn, blanch it in boiling water, and then soak it in cold water for an hour or two, changing the water several times in between, so that the bitterness of the wild vegetables is removed.
Hawthorn likes oil and water, and is oily but not greasy, with a unique taste, particularly delicious, and is most suitable for making steamed buns. But when Zhou Yu was a child, it was a luxury to want to eat white noodles, how could he use such expensive things to wrap wild vegetable buns? Thanks to my mother's ingenuity, since there is no white flour, there are always bud rice noodles, so I mixed the chopped mountain hemp with the crushed oil residue after killing the pig in the New Year, and then added a little wild garlic and stuffing for cabbage cakes.
Not many people living in mountain villages are interested in eating wild vegetables, that is, they will go to the mountains to pick two handfuls of meat vegetables to go home to wash their stomachs and intestines when they catch up with some meat vegetables during the festival, so there are many wild vegetables on the mountains. Zhou Yu didn't take an hour to pick a large basket of mountain hemp and small garlic, and after the end, he pinched a large handful of thorny sprouts in his hand, and then returned home humming a small song.