After harvesting the pumpkin, there is only the yam left, which is the most difficult to dig, without the assistance of modern machines, you can only use the traditional pickaxe and shovel, to ensure that the yam is intact, when digging you have to dig as deep and wide as possible, just like digging out a trench, the hard work can be imagined.

A few people first went to cut the yam vines on the ground, and then dug after eating, and they were busy for most of the morning, not to mention the adults, but the two children couldn't bear it.

Song Hongguo went to the kitchen to cook busily, first stewed the pork rib soup, the pork ribs were brought by Huo Minglou, there were more than four catties, she blanched the water and put it in the large casserole, only simply added some green onions, ginger peppercorns and white wine to remove the fish, after boiling the pot, added a few cut corn cobs into it, they met is a perfect match, and soon the smell of the meat mixed with the sweet corn could not be stopped, along the edge of the pot that kept grumbling, scattered.

In addition, there is also a winter melon pot, steamed dried vegetables with oily meat, and she took out the bottled tomatoes stored before, fried them with scrambled eggs, red and white, and sprinkled a handful of green coriander, just looking at the appearance of the appetite.

She originally wanted to steam pumpkin and red date cakes, but it was too late to ferment, so she could only change it to make pumpkin cakes, mash the steamed pumpkin into a puree, add eggs, sugar, flour, knead into small round cakes, put them on the pan and brush the oil on both sides, and slowly burn them on low heat, and they can be eaten.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and soft and glutinous, when eating, Huo Minglou was full of praise, Li He even ate seven in one go, and he was embarrassed to reach out and take it, Song Hongguo enthusiastically let him, he ate again, not to mention him, the two children ate three or four, which once made Song Hongguo worry about whether he would hold on.

Not only did I eat a lot of pumpkin pie, but I didn't have a mouthful of pork ribs and corn soup in the pot, which showed that a few people had made a lot of effort this morning, but after eating, the spirit slowly recovered, and the previous fatigue was swept away, all thanks to the little spiritual spring water added by Song Hongguo in the soup, which not only increased the freshness and taste, but also mainly nourished the body.

After a while, a few people went to dig yams.

This job is really not easy to do, the brothers can't help much, so they stay in the yard to smash the acorn shell, by the way to burn the fire to watch the pot, Song Hongguo picked out those not very good pears and washed them, added dates, monk fruit, Sichuan fritillary and licorice, rock sugar, put it in the casserole and boil it slowly, for fear that the pot will stick, you have to stir it from time to time, it is very laborious, you want to boil to that amber sticky state, at least three or four hours, you can't hurry.

Song Hongguo ran at both ends, dug yams outside for a while, and then came back to look at the pot and soaked the acorn kernels smashed by the two children in water.

Ling Zhi asked, "Can you get rid of that bitter taste with a water blister?" ”

Song Hongguo said, "Well, but it takes more time to soak it, at least one night, during which you have to change the water, the soaked acorns are dried and ground into powder, which is acorn noodles, mixed with some sweet potato noodles, you can directly steam the nest head and eat, you can't eat other strange flavors, however, don't eat it as a staple food, eat too much and digest it is not good, if you want to be more delicious, you can make it into acorn tofu, add seasonings and mix it, no worse than the cold skin you ate before." ”

"Really?"

"Of course, when did Mom lie to you?"

When the two children heard that the taste was not lost to the cold skin, they suddenly became more motivated, as for what she said should not eat too much, it would be indigestion or something, they didn't take it to heart, and now who can eat openly, there is no such thing as eating too much.

In addition to soaking acorns, she also cut some winter melon strips, soaked in lime water, one of the children's snacks in the past, winter melon candy is done this, when the time comes, wash it a few times, eating does not hinder, but if you don't use lime blisters, the winter melon candy made not only does not have a crystal clear appearance, but also does not eat strongly, it is not the taste in memory.

In addition, she also made some canned pears, when steaming in the basket, she took the steamed pumpkin and red date cake by the way, and waited until the yam was dug out, and made some yam cake, busy, almost not idle for a moment, but this kind of busyness is fulfilling, is pleasant, with a smile on the corner of the mouth, shining in the eyes, and the heart is full of happiness and steadfastness.

The yam dug for nearly an hour, it was done, the yam was neatly stacked on the mound, the long one was more than one meter, the short one had to be seventy or eighty centimeters, the thickness was about the same as the rolling pin, Song Hongguo estimated it, there were about three hundred catties, the two sides under the steps were sorted out at that time, most of the yam was planted, the small half was left to the sunflower, according to the calculation of one point, the yield per mu is about 3,000 catties, this yield, far less than the later generations, the yield per mu in the later generations can reach up to 8,000 near, and the normal must be about 4,000.

After Huo Minglou and Li He transported the yam to the storage room, it was full, and there was almost no place to put his feet, and he said to Song Hongguo, "Today is really a bumper harvest." ”

Song Hongguo said with a smile, "When you leave later, take more of them, those pears, pomegranates, yams, pumpkins, whatever you want." ”

Huo Minglou was not polite, "I'll bring some to the eldest brother and teacher, just say that you sent them." ”

Song Hongguo didn't have to be, this was giving her a good impression, and she would definitely cooperate.

So, when the two of them finished eating the dumplings and left, everyone had a big sack tied to the back of the car, and the basket and handlebar in front were not empty, except for pears and pomegranates, yams, pumpkins, and pear paste and canned food that she boiled in the afternoon, pumpkin hair cake and yam cake also brought a lot, and they were full when they left, all of them were eaten, except for the packet of pumpkin seeds that he solemnly treated.

Sending them away, Song Hongguo was about to send something to Zhao Baoqing's house, but he didn't expect him to come to the door, with the garden, the two of them were happy, and first asked the most concerned about the harvest, those fruits or something, he didn't value it, what he cared about was the yam, and he was surprised to hear that the production capacity per mu was 3,000 catties.

When I saw the yield of the pumpkin, I was directly shocked, especially the giant pumpkin, the boss with staring eyes, calling it a good guy, and rubbing it for a while, and finally I was willing to leave the storage room, sit on the stone bench, and taste the hair cake she steamed with the big pumpkin that cut.

"Well, it's delicious, it doesn't smell weird...... he also thinks that the pumpkin has changed, for the old crop handle, they may not understand the principle, but this phenomenon is not unfamiliar, "How did you grow it?" How much fertilizer is applied? ”

Song Hongguo said with a calm expression, "It's planted like other pumpkins, there is nothing special, and the fertilization is not too much, but on a vine, I left one, and the other side buds that emerged were told to be pinched, if I left too much, maybe it wouldn't grow so big." ”

Zhao Baoqing pondered and said, "It has a little to do with you leaving one, but it won't have much to do with it, the long pumpkin we grow locally, that is, only keep one, at most about twenty catties, and then fatten it, it won't grow more than a hundred catties, good guy, more than a hundred catties, planting such a tree, it is worth the harvest of several other trees, it is cost-effective, it is too cost-effective......

Song Hongguo said, "I left some seeds, and the rest were sent to Huo Gong to the Agricultural Research Institute to do research, and I will share some with you next year, and you will also try to plant a stubble." ”

Zhao Baoqing nodded, "Okay, good, I have to plant a stubble to try, if it really can grow to 100 catties, the big guy can eat a few full meals." ”

At present, there is not enough food for melons and vegetables, so the high yield of pumpkins is also something worth celebrating.

(End of chapter)