After the morning teaching time, Xia Ning began to prepare for the afternoon class: making pickles.

The stir-fried dried pickles she made yesterday evening were unanimously welcomed and liked by the Song family, and after getting their own approval, the aunt and aunt had already notified the women's group in the village this morning.

Of course, this matter is also based on the principle of voluntariness, and the Song family has consulted everyone's wishes, and if they want to learn, they will sign up, and participate in the study at the Song family this afternoon.

As far as the feedback is concerned, most of the women in charge of the village have participated, because in everyone's opinion, this is also a craft, if they can learn it, they can continue to pass it on in the future, and secondly, they can also add a fresh dish to the family.

After all, it's really not delicious to just eat dried pickles.

This will take advantage of the gap in the middle of the day, but Xia Ning is thinking about another side dish for the meal: kimchi.

It was only before she went to sleep last night that she realized a very practical problem, pickles are indeed delicious and trouble-free, but making pickles requires a lot of condiments, especially oil.

But this may not be suitable for the villagers, as she knows, most of the people in the village are very poor, and they can't even guarantee three basic meals a day to fill their stomachs, so how can they make 'luxury' pickles?

So after thinking about it, she thought of the kimchi made by her grandmother, which is also a special dish in Rongcheng, almost every household has kimchi, not only stir-fried vegetables can be used as condiments, but also can be eaten with rice porridge and noodles.

The most important thing is that kimchi does not need to consume too much soybean oil and ingredients, at most it costs a little salt, so she plans to teach the two together, so that everyone can choose which one to make according to their own situation.

Four o'clock in the end, two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Kimchi? Soak in water? ”

"Sounds like pickles we've pickled in a jar?"

"Don't interrupt, listen to Miss Xia's lecture."

So, Xia Ning demonstrated in the makeshift stove house built by the Song family, and there were people standing around her, and almost every family had a female representative.

After all, if you don't participate in such a group activity, it will seem like your own family is not social, so even if the family does not have the conditions to learn to do it, each family still sends a representative to study with it.

Anyway, they learn a craft for free, and they don't suffer.

Xia Ning said to everyone while doing the operation, "Compared with the pickled Laotan kimchi for a long time, I personally prefer the side dishes that are pickled and eaten freshly, which are simple and fast, and there is no need to wait for a long time."

And the ingredients are relatively fresh, the method is relatively simple, the taste is refreshing and crispy, it is more suitable for appetizing before a meal, or with porridge and rice are good choices, and there are many ingredients suitable for making kimchi, such as radish, cucumber, lettuce, cabbage, etc. can be used to make kimchi, each with its own deliciousness.

If you like to eat crispy food, you can put it on a plate tomorrow morning, and if you want to eat something cooked, you can wait until the evening to pick it up. ”

In fact, after this kimchi is fished out, you can also add a little red oil, a little sugar and chicken essence to stir, and it is a different taste.

It's just that everyone is reluctant to put oil in stir-frying on weekdays, let alone using a large amount of soybean oil to make red oil seasoning, only when everyone's conditions improve, maybe in terms of eating, everyone will be willing.

"Okay, this jar of kimchi is ready, if you don't worry about the taste, you can come to my house tomorrow to taste the taste first, make sure you like this taste, you can make it after you go home, okay, then I will teach you how to make sauce."

In fact, Xia Ning will make a lot of sauces, not to mention the various methods of pickling sauce, even she knows how to make soy sauce and vinegar.

Some of these recipes were learned by her grandmother, she is an old craftsman, maybe people who have come from the difficult times have mastered a lot of life skills, anyway, her grandmother knows a lot of skills.

Some of the knowledge she learned from watching food videos, and a small part of the knowledge came from the recipe knowledge she often consulted when she wrote ancient farming texts, because she wrote more times, she naturally mastered some recipes.

It's a pity that she can't use it at all now, if it's just for her own family to eat, the inventory in her porcelain pot space is enough, even if she is willing to teach everyone, but these people don't have the conditions to learn to do it.

Again, there is no basic livelihood security, and food is undoubtedly a luxury, so we can only wait for the overall economy of the village to improve before we can consider spiritual and hedonistic things.

Now, let's teach you two ways to do it first, so that they can have a good experience, and it can be regarded as a foreshadowing for the later plan.

Baiyun Village, Hu family.

Hu Erya was holding a pencil to do arithmetic problems seriously in her notebook, and she was reluctant to use the prize she got because this reward had a different meaning.

But Teacher Xia said: A good memory is better than a bad pen, so don't forget to review more when they go home.

So taking advantage of this free time, she guarded against Teacher Xia's example and gave herself some arithmetic problems to consolidate the knowledge she learned today.

Teacher Xia said, she naturally has to be obedient.

"Yo~ What are you doing here?"

Hu Meili walked back from outside, and saw her sister sitting upright on the threshold, lying on the stool and writing something.

"Do your homework."

Hu Erya replied with the words that Teacher Xia had said, but she was still buried in the homework book, for this sister, she never felt any sisterhood, on the contrary, she was completely rejected by her since she was a child.

Therefore, the relationship between them has always been light, and she may have been extravagant in sisterhood before, and she also wanted to be like those sisters in the next village, who could hold hands and say intimate words, but as she grew up, she no longer had such thoughts.

"Huh? What's in your hand? And what is written? ”

Suddenly, Hu Meimei's eyes were attracted by the pencil and white paper in the little sister's hand, she had never seen it, where did this black girl come from?

"This is the reward that Teacher Xia gave me in today's class." Hu Erya replied truthfully, and she didn't want to explain more.

Hearing this, Hu Meili pursed her lips disapprovingly, although she also wanted to have such a novelty in her heart, but she had always been proud, so she didn't want to fall behind in front of the black girl.

"Hmph, what's there to be proud of, it's not a valuable thing, besides, what's the use of you learning these from a girl's family? Do you think you can be a female bookkeeper?

He~ I advise you not to dream, the most important thing in the girl's family is to choose a good family business, take care of the housework, so that the man has no worries, this is what a good wife and mother should look like, what can you do for a man? ”

The more Hu Meili spoke, the more energetic she became, and finally she couldn't help but sneer, thinking of the day when she would marry into a rich family in the future, she instantly didn't care about this little thing in her heart.

It's just that her stupid sister is unusual.

"Keep writing, don't be stupid."

After speaking, Hu Meili went back to her room proudly.

Hu Erya raised her head at this time, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the Song family across her yard, muttering in a low voice.

"No, it won't. Girls can be different."

Teacher Xia: The little sunflower class has started~ Plant the seeds of hope, and soon bloom gorgeous flowers~