Chapter 45: Ascending the Mountains to Find Salt Mines
Su Muyao accepted the red envelope and put it in her pocket.
also knows that this family is more difficult, but the mother will also give red envelopes to those cousins and cousins.
If they don't accept it, they will definitely be more embarrassed to put it away, so of course they have to accept it.
"Oh, grandmother's good baby, it's time to eat"
The old lady hugged Su Muyao and didn't let go, only to see the little old lady scooping the egg custard with a spoon and putting it into the small milk ball bowl.
"My good baby, it's about to taste the fragrance."
As he spoke, he dug a spoonful from the bowl and handed it to Su Muyao's mouth.
The smooth and soft texture of the egg custard in the mouth made Su Muyao's eyes shine.
Not to mention that this ancient egg is delicious, fragrant and not fishy.
The taste of all-natural food is different.
There are also green vegetables in the pot, which look like cold wild vegetables, and I have a chopstick in my mouth, which has some bitter taste but not the bitter taste of vegetables.
Su Muyao chewed, muttering in her heart, this taste was very similar to the little bitter taste when her grandmother put it in the oil residue before.
Look at the other pot stewed with radish and cabbage stewed soup.
I also put a pair of chopsticks in my mouth, this thing is simply boiled in white water, except for a little salt, there is no taste, and this salt seems to be a little bitter.
I carefully recalled that when I was at home before, the large coarse salt with a slightly yellow color in Mrs. Su's salt jar.
Obviously, the impurities in the salt here are even more turbid, otherwise they would not have tasted such an obvious bitter taste.
A meal, everyone ends in a whirlwind.
Su Muyao's eyes are full of thoughts now, and she wants to start refining refined salt when she goes back.
Although it is said that the salt used in the house is taken out of the space by himself, the coarse salt used in the village and in the house of his grandmother and grandfather is still this kind of coarse salt with a lot of impurities.
It is no wonder that the average life expectancy of ancient people was so short, and it seems that this salt accounted for most of the reason.
I spent an afternoon playing crazy in the village with my cousins and cousins, and in the evening dinner was very simple, with only wild vegetable soup on the table, accompanied by cakes.
The same self has a small bowl of egg custard of his own.
Except for himself and Su Mingxuan, the others were holding cakes and eating the wild vegetable soup on the table.
Even the youngest son of the third aunt obediently ate the bread in his hand.
Su Muyao broke a little of the cake in her mother's hand and tasted it, only to feel hard and sloppy.
The cake should be a dry food cake made of sorghum without hulling, directly ground together.
As far as the Wang family's food is concerned, it is already normal in this village, and some people can't even eat this kind of cake.
Many people still eat wild vegetable paste, and those who are slightly better eat multigrain mush.
But this family seems to be very accustomed to eating, and the one that a few children eat is called a wolf, and it feels like some kind of delicious food.
Looking at the small bowl of egg custard in front of him, his eyes turned red.
"Good baby, this is for you, it's too small to gnaw on this cake and eat eggs."
As she spoke, the old lady of the Wang family handed Su Mingxuan a boiled egg.
knocked the other one on the table again, gently wrapped the shell, and then handed it to Su Muyao, who was sitting in front of him.
Everyone saw the milk dumplings looking at the peeled eggs in their hands, and they didn't make the next move, and everyone didn't know what was wrong with the milk dumplings.
Su Muyao broke the peeled eggs in half and put them in the bowls of her grandfather and grandmother.
When the old couple saw what was going on, they both picked it up and put it back in the bowl of milk dumplings.
"Grandfather and grandmother, you eat, I can eat this every day at home. "。
The old lady kindly touched the soft hair of the milk dumpling.
"That's good, we have to eat more so that we can grow tall and look at this little face." Just give the milk dumplings a little face.
The old couple looked at this little girl and liked it very much, and they also learned from their daughter-in-law that this was a baby that their son-in-law brought back from outside.
Although it was brought back, everyone in Lao Su liked this little girl.
Looking at it this way, don't say it's them, I like it too, this pink little appearance looks like a big fat doll holding a carp painted that year.
After eating this dinner, Su Muyao felt a little pain in her chest until the middle of the night, but the cake was too hard.
This meal here made her thoroughly aware of the hardships of ancient peasant life.
In Lao Su's family, he has been secretly pouring all kinds of things outside since he was born, and the food at home is basically getting better day by day, so he has not suffered much.
There was no dream all night, and in the morning, my father got up early and was busy for a while, so he took Su Muyao and Su Mingxuan to rush home.
After returning home, the milk dumplings had to take Su Laosan to the mountains.
I still remember the salt mushroom that the white wolf gave him, and there must be a salt mine near the place where there is that thing.
Su Saburo wandered on the edge of the deep mountain with his own little milk dumpling, he really didn't have the courage to go inside, although he also went there once last time, but it was also because there were two tigers leading the way.
Who knows if there will be other beasts in this deep mountain, and not all beasts know their little girl, looking at the girl who is constantly urging in his arms, he is in a dilemma for a while, how can this be done?
After a while, Su Muyao waited for a little wolf cub.
It looked like he was only a month or two years old, and he picked up the wolf cub on the ground and put it in his arms.
Not to mention that this little wolf cub eats meat and some weight.
After a while, the wolf king came to him. After understanding it, I realized that this was his little cub, and he ran out without knowing why.
When I came early after smelling the breath of this little cub all the way, I found that the breath of this little cub was actually with the human cub.
"Whew"
"Woo~Woo~Woo"
As soon as Su Saburo heard the big wolf, the little wolf barked, and hurriedly took the little wolf out of his daughter's arms and returned it to the wolf king.
just put the little wolf cub in front of the wolf king, and the little wolf cub ran to Su Muyao again.
"Since you like me so much, follow me in the future."
When the wolf king heard this, he had to secretly envy his little cub in his heart.
Following the human cubs, there is no worry about eating and drinking, and the most important thing is the delicious fairy water, which is probably the biggest creation of their own cubs in the future.
"Do you remember the location of those two big mushrooms you gave me last time? Take me over and see it."
The white wolf nodded, and Su Muyao followed behind her ass and walked slowly towards the deep mountain.
After a long turn, I saw my goal here in a high place.
The most important thing is that four or five more salt mushrooms were found.