Chapter 575 Local Materials, Small Hanging Pear Soup
When Xiao Nianzhi arrived in Chizhou, half of September had passed, and the autumn harvest had come to an end, and many winter vegetables had been planted early.
Because there is already a promotion plan on the imperial court's side, and Xiao Nianzhi has also written a letter to communicate in advance.
Therefore, the promotion of agricultural tools in Chizhou is going very smoothly.
Governor Liu is also a very good official, although he looks like Governor Kong, very sleek, but that is the ability and means of people to be officials, but in terms of people's livelihood, people are not ambiguous, this is people's duty and ability.
Xiao Nianzhi felt that such a person was also very powerful.
In addition to admiration, I can't help but carefully remember the words of the other party's speech, ready to learn a little.
She is destined to mix in this circle in the future, and many necessary language arts and means must also be learned.
Compared with Hezhou and Linzhou, the climate in Chizhou is slightly drier.
So, after coming over, my grandfather kept coughing.
It just so happens that Chizhou is rich in all kinds of pears, Xiao Nianzhi thought, let's have a small hanging pear soup.
Huamei and white fungus, they brought a lot from the capital, and if they met a good one on the road, they would buy some.
Nowadays, the materials are ready-made, and the missing pears and wolfberry rock candy or something can be purchased directly here, and they can also be used.
Xiao Nianzhi asked Woad to buy some and make it himself.
Tremella has to be soaked, pears, you also need to choose varieties, Sydney pear is the best, it is really not good, other pears can also be.
It happened that Chizhou had it, and Xiao Nianzhi did not retreat.
Because the pear needs to be left with skin to ensure its efficacy, this layer of skin needs to be carefully cleaned.
Nowadays, there are no pesticides, so the growth of plants depends on natural instinct.
The result...... Xiu Shu
If the pears are too sweet, there will be a lot of bugs.
The woad has been carefully selected, and naturally there is no insect eye or the like.
However, because there are no pesticides, the skin of Sydney pears only needs to be rubbed with salt slightly, and there is no fear of any residue.
Scrub the pears clean and cut them into palatable pieces.
Xiao Nianzhi cut it into small pieces according to his own habits, and then put it aside for later use.
Wait until the white fungus is soaked, then tear it into small flowers, and then prepare other materials.
The next production is not a trouble, Xiao Nianzhi also cooked it when he was in the capital before.
Therefore, now it is enough to guide the production of woad.
saved the other party from revolving around him all the time, and Xiao Nianzhi was going to be confused by her.
The small hanging pear soup should be simmered slowly over low heat to bring out the essence of the pear, so the time is not too short, and of course it should not be too long.
Because it is too long, the excessive gum of the white fungus is boiled out, and it directly becomes a small hanging pear soup.
This time still needs to be controlled.
After Xiao Nianzhi finished instructing, he didn't rush to leave, sat there, washed a pear, cut it into small pieces, and dug it with a spoon to eat.
Grandpa always coughed and didn't come this way, Yan Nanrong is still in other states now, they agreed to meet in the capital.
Therefore, in the end, I still need to return to the capital to see him.
Thinking about the letter sent by Yan Nanrong that he just received two days ago, Xiao Nianzhi thought that it was time to reply.
In addition to fruit planting, the other party has studied the matter of sugar water shops, and recently studied the distribution of iron ore.
It can be seen that he is indeed doing his best for the production and subsequent use of the small train.
Xiao Nianzhi was eating pears while thinking about how to reply to the letter.
Actually, there is nothing big to say, probably some daily life.
The affairs of the Feng family can be mentioned.
It's not that Xiao Nianzhi wants to sue, she just doesn't want this matter to pass from other people's mouths to Yan Xingxuan and let the other party
Misunderstanding, I still don't say anything about it.
This is not a big deal, it is not a matter of complaining, for Xiao Nianzhi, this is no different from other daily life.
After eating a pear, feeling the sweetness of Sydney still lingering between her lips and teeth, Xiao Nianzhi squinted her eyes with satisfaction.
Seeing that there was still time, she simply left the small kitchen and went back to the house to write a letter.
The environment of the post house in Chizhou is still good, which may also have something to do with the local economic development. xь.
Compared with other states, Chizhou may be closer to the capital, so the economy is more developed, and the overall prosperity is also high.
Therefore, the post house and the environment are relatively better.
Coupled with the cleanliness of the clean, Xiao Nianweaving is also at ease.
In fact, it is quite trivial to write on a daily basis, but it is also very interesting.
By the time Xiao Nianzhi wrote the letter, the letters were also dried and put into the envelope, and the small hanging pear soup over there could also be out of the pot.
Xiao Nianzhi went over and took a look, the fragrance of pears, mixed with the fragrance of other ingredients, plus the sweetness of rock sugar, tasted very good.
The fragrance is sweet, and with the autumn breeze that is getting cooler and cooler now, it is still very comfortable to drink.
After Xiao Nianzhi tasted it, he deliberately dried a bowl and waited until the temperature was right, and then he went to find his grandfather.
My grandfather was reading a book at the door of his room.
What I saw was the geographical chronicle that Xiao Nian brought over.
Actually, Grandpa Feng didn't like to read, but now it's not for his granddaughter.
So, if you can't look at it, you force yourself to look at it too.
Listening to the footsteps and looking up, I instinctively didn't suppress my cough, so I coughed a few more times.
Seeing that it was Xiao Nianweaving who came over, still holding something in his hand, with a sweet fragrance, his grandfather was helpless and distressed: "If there is anything, let the people below do it, why let you do everything?"
Grandpa Feng felt sorry for Xiao Nianzhi, and his thoughts were similar to Aunt Yu's, with a bit of advancement.
Both of them feel that there are some things that they should not get their hands on, otherwise they will easily get on their hands and not be able to shake them off.
It's not that this is irresponsible, but I feel that when someone is serving, why bother yourself?
Grandpa is well-intentioned, and Xiao Nianzhi is also happy to be hurt like this.
Therefore, when her grandfather said that she was not angry, she replied with a smile: "Mmmm, I listen to my grandfather, but this is not prepared for my grandfather, I don't worry about others doing it, and I didn't cook it, I just brought it."
Hearing Xiao Nianzhi say that she didn't cook it, my grandfather was quite happy, and his eyes narrowed with laughter.
As a result, this smile was uncomfortable again, and I couldn't help coughing.
Xiao Nianzhi hurriedly handed over the small hanging pear soup: "Grandpa, drink some quickly, moisten your throat."
Grandpa Feng didn't refuse, and waited until the itch in his throat was pressed down, and then he took the soup and drank it slowly in small sips.
At this time, the temperature of the small hanging pear soup is just right, and it is quite comfortable in the throat after taking a sip.
Grandpa Feng took a sip and praised him, "As soon as you drink it, you will know it, and you must think about the craftsmanship that you have instructed."
Xiao Nianzhi was praised by his grandfather, and he was a little embarrassed, but in the end, he accepted it generously, and reminded his grandfather with a smile: "Slow down, slow down, don't choke."
Grandpa Feng enjoyed this kind of care very much, and after drinking a mouthful of soup, he squinted his eyes and laughed again.