Chapter 268: Dried radish and pickles
At the insistence of the four tigers, Ye Qing didn't even move a finger, and after half an hour, the radishes, pea tips, rape tips, and garlic sprouts in the back basket were all there.
"Second young lady, I'll carry it back for you."
"Okay, thank you very much."
"The second young lady is polite."
After returning home.
Ye Qing looked at the white radish, and then looked at the so much beef in the kitchen, so he said to the big tiger: "Big tiger, you take some beef back and stew the radish......
The words are not finished yet.
Ye Qing suddenly changed his words again: "Forget it, the four of you have limited skills, don't spoil this excellent beef, in this way, when I stew it, you can take it back and eat it." ”
As soon as I heard this.
Gu Nanshan was suddenly very unhappy in his heart.
The big tiger smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth and eyes in an instant, and he smiled and thanked him repeatedly.
Under Gu Nanshan's unhappy gaze, Dahu pretended not to know and left briskly.
When the dog saw this scene, he bared his teeth and grinned angrily.
"Wang~~~ Gu Nanshan, you bastard, obviously you don't like the food of the tiger, every time you feel aggrieved in your heart, you don't take action to clean up the tiger when you are unhappy? Instead, every time you come to clean up Lao Tzu, a dog? It's really unfair, Lao Tzu wants to protest, why don't you discriminate against Huzi? Just discriminate against dogs? You're discriminating ......"
Ye Qing, who was scooping water into the wooden basin and preparing to wash the radish, was suddenly amused by the words of the dog outside the house.
"Puff~~~cough cough~~~~"
“…… Blackie, shut your dog's mouth. Gu Nanshan scolded the dog while hurriedly walking over and patting his wife on the back.
The dog is aggrieved.
The mouth is cowardly, and the heart is not cowardly.
Hiding in the haystack, I greeted the eighteenth generation of Gu Nanshan's ancestors several times in my heart, and my heart was slightly more comfortable.
When Ye Qing was cutting the radish, his brows suddenly tightened.
"What's wrong?" Gu Nanshan asked hurriedly.
"The radish is in the elder tendon, and the radish in the field must be quickly recovered, if it continues to stay in the ground and let it grow, the old tendon of the radish will grow more, and the radish will soon become hollow, and it will not taste good if it loses moisture."
"Then I'll let the big tiger take back all the radishes later, pile them at home, or in your Qiankun bag, and we will eat them slowly."
Ye Qing glared at her husband with disgust and laughter.
"There are so many radishes in the field, just us and the big tiger to eat them? How long will it take? ”
Gu Nanshan thought for a moment, and then slapped his head.
"Or ...... We cut the radish into slices, skewer them on bamboo slivers, and hang them to dry into dried radish slices? ”
Gu Nanshan found out such a method about radish from the memory of the original owner.
After slicing the radish and drying it into dried radish slices, it is not only easy to preserve, but it can also be used to stew bacon, and it can also be eaten as a dish after the new year when there are no green vegetables growing.
Ye Qing nodded, then shook his head again.
"Let's dry the radish slices less, after all, I don't like to eat that dry mouth...... I want to wait for the radish to be recovered, and then make some dried radish pickles, the dried radish pickles taste crunchy, and when the time comes, it is good to drink porridge or eat mush, and the most appetizing thing is to eat. ”
"Is it troublesome to make dried radish pickles?" Gu Nanshan was afraid that he would tire his wife.
"It's not very troublesome, when the time comes, let the big tiger they help collect the radish, clean the radish, and then let them cut it into long strips with the thickness of their little fingers, add a little salt and knead it, let the salt pickle the radish strips out of the water, and then let the big tiger pinch out the water, and then put the radish strips into the bamboo strip mat to blow for more than a day, and when the water is almost dry, I will mix the flavor with my hands, and then put it in a jar, it's not troublesome."