109 Oily noodles
After more than ten days, the wheat was ripe, and Lin Yan asked the people from the military department to help cut all the wheat and send it home.
She picked up all the ears of wheat in the field, and she was reluctant to miss any of them.
The ears of wheat of this generation are indeed a lot better, with few empty shells, long and full, which can be said to be a bumper harvest.
Many people ran to Lin Yan's house to watch the wheat, and there have long been various sayings about the wheat in the city, which looks like Lin Yan attaches great importance to it, and most people see the opportunity.
Although I don't know what the wheat tastes like, it must be amazing to make Lin Yan value it so much, and to keep it day after day.
There are not a few people who have such an understanding, and they have come to want wheat seeds to prepare for next year.
Lin Yan refused them all, and had already promised to Ah Lan and Minglan before. There are so many people, and there are definitely not enough points. It's better to say no at first.
Looking at the results of his busy work for more than half a year, Lin Yan was extremely satisfied, and he had already weighed that the ears of wheat were five hundred and twenty-three catties, and at least three hundred catties after threshing, far exceeding expectations.
The yield per mu reached 300 catties, and the outside of Sun City was all wasteland, and once all wheat was planted, the food problem could be solved.
Thinking about next year's grand occasion, Lin Yan laughed out loud while cleaning up the ears of wheat.
Bonus was helping to peel the wheat grains, "What's the fun?"
"A-Niang, if these wheat are planted next year, they will multiply dozens of times, and so on, there will be an endless stream of wheat, and we don't have to worry about not having enough to eat."
"It's like a thorn, plant a seed, and take it back countless times. In that case, what you say will indeed come true."
"A-Niang is right. That's it, when these hundreds of catties of wheat are planted next year, thousands of catties can be harvested. We can plant two crops a year, and in the second half of next year, every family will have wheat seeds."
Lin Yan seems to have seen the scene of next year's harvest, and when the pika has become a wheat field, what a grand occasion it will be.
The agrarian society accompanied the entire ancient period, and the cultivation of land would also be the foundation of the city of the sun. When Lin Yan found wheat seeds, he had already thought that he would have to farm for a living for a long time in the future.
Hua Hong smiled and said, "You said that you can eat it when the wheat is harvested, and you won't break your promise."
"Look at the heap of wheat, which I picked out and ate." Lin Yan pointed to the corner, "Those can't be used as wheat seeds, and there are more than a dozen catties after peeling the shell, which is enough to eat."
"How?" Hua Bonus was very interested, "This wheat grain is smaller than pockmarks, can you just put it in the pot and cook it?"
"It should be ground into flour, just like the hairy chestnut powder made by A-Niang. Flour is more delicious than chestnut flour and can be made into noodles, steamed buns, pancakes, etc., which is very versatile."
Hua Hong looked at the wheat husks peeled by hand, and suddenly thought that if she planted a few acres of wheat, how long would it take to peel it by hand.
"Wheat grains can only be peeled by hand, and cannot be beaten down like pockmarks?"
"Yes. I have figured out how to thresh and how to grind the powder. I can use tools to deal with it next year, so I don't have to work so hard."
Since she wants to plant wheat, planting it is only the first step, how to harvest, how to thresh, how to grind flour, she has a plan for the whole process.
All kinds of tools are already being made, and Shi Zhi and Ye Cong are in charge of this work.
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After listening to Lin Yan, Hua Hong said with satisfaction, "It's still thoughtful. Ah Niang can't wait, let's peel out the pile of wheat and grind it first."
Lin Yan smiled and nodded.
Two days later, looking at the freshly baked and yellowed flour, the grinding particles were also large, and it was not slippery, but slightly rough.
Under the command of Lin Yan, Hua Bonus kneaded and rolled the noodles, and the noodles were ready in a short time.
The water in the iron pot boiled, and Hua Hong put the noodles into the water, stirred them with chopsticks, and fished them out after a few minutes.
Grab a handful of chopped green onions and put them in a bowl, boil the hot oil and pour it on, and a bowl of simple oil noodles is ready.
The fragrance of fried green onions spread, Lin Yan took a deep breath, and was finally able to eat a bite of noodles.
Stir the noodles well, and Hua Hong hurriedly grabbed a chopstick and brought it to her mouth
It is very chewy, and it will take a bowl of noodles in a few bites.
"It's delicious. Lin Yan, you're right, this noodle is better than meat, and it has a slight wheat flavor when chewed. It's a pity that it's too little, not enough to eat."
Lin Yan also finished sucking the noodles in the bowl, "I can let go of eating next year."
"Next year, all of our fields will be planted with wheat, and we will just plant a little bit of flax." Hua Bonus couldn't wait to open another large piece of land, "I just ate the noodles, and the pancakes you said, and I didn't eat the steamed buns, and I have to wait a year to eat them." It's torture."
"Hehe, does Ah Niang think Maizi will be popular?"
Hua Bonus nodded without hesitation, "It's so delicious, whoever thinks it's not delicious is stupid."
Tasting the delicious taste of oily noodles, Hua Hong couldn't take her eyes off the wheat, but she also knew the importance of seeds. She said, "There is still more than a month to go until the cold season, and I will go to open up the wasteland, and strive to open a few more acres of land before October."
Seeing Hua Hong leave in a hurry, Lin Yan sat in the yard and began to peel wheat seeds.
However, in two days, the bonus had spread the reputation of oily noodles, and Ah Lan came to the door to taste the taste of flour.
Lin Yan reluctantly took out the wheat and grinded the flour, and let the flower red palm spoon make a bowl of noodles.
In fact, there are only a few noodles, and I can eat them all in a few bites.
Ah Lan ate very slowly and tasted carefully, and only after tasting it herself could she feel at ease and grow wheat on a large scale.
"What's going on?" Hua Hong's eyes looked at it, sucking her saliva, she always reminisced about the bowl of noodles in the past few days, and regretted that she ate it too quickly at that time, and she didn't taste it carefully.
Alan nodded, "Good. Seeing the wheat turn from wheat into noodles is truly amazing. is so delicious, and the steamed buns that Lin Yan said, of course, we must vigorously promote them."
Having personally confirmed, Alan has confidence in wheat. Just like Lin Yan said, when every household grows wheat, then there is really no worry about eating.
Farming is safer than hunting, and wheat can be stored for a long time, and the food made is delicious.
She looked at Lin Yan, "There are not enough wheat seeds, how are you going to divide them?"
"It is estimated that there are 300 catties of wheat seeds, and two catties of wheat seeds per acre of land can be planted 150 acres of land. The first time you plant is to get more wheat seeds, and you have to take care of them, so you should choose a reliable person to plant them. I would like to select thirty families from the Ministry of War and the Court of Arbitration."
Ah Lan thought for a while and nodded, "Yes, these people are at least reliable, you can explain it to them clearly before planting, and also explain how to plant."
Lin Yan nodded in response, this is definitely what to do. The wheat seeds she planted with great care should not be wasted. Of course, to do the best you can.
Alan personally confirmed that the wheat was edible and delicious. A lot of people are trying to get wheat seeds.
Mi Lan