The water in the tank had been changed twice, and the water in the upper layer looked much clearer. Zhao Baoqing stared at it and asked curiously, "What is this?"
Song Hongguo explained, "Kudzu powder is made by mashing the kudzu root, filtering and precipitating it a few times, and it becomes what it is now. Tomorrow, it can be dried with controlled water. After drying, it will be similar to sweet potato starch. You can use hot water When brewed and eaten, the taste is nothing special, but it is very good for the body. It can produce fluids and quench thirst, clear away heat and relieve troubles, and it can also be regarded as a medicinal medicine."
Zhao Baoqing was already very excited when he heard that he could eat it. When he heard that it was good for the body, his eyes lit up, "We also dug this kudzu root in the mountain? Where is it? Can it be turned into powder?"
Song Hongguo gave him a general description of the place, and when he saw him frowning and thinking, he said, "How about I take you there tomorrow morning? How to make powder is not complicated, but it is a bit troublesome, and the amount of powder produced is not large. It takes more than ten kilograms to produce about one kilogram, but it is better than nothing, and every household can have something to eat.”
"You're right. As long as you can eat it, not to mention only one pound of ten pounds, or one pound of one hundred pounds, you can still do this work. There is still more than a month before the wheat harvest, and many businesses are about to run out. Paused, alas..." Zhao Baoqing sighed in sorrow, "The land is all gone, and there is nothing edible to be found. Some people can't stand it any longer, and start digging grass roots and peeling tree bark into the mountains to eat. If you eat too much stuff, you won’t be able to digest it, and you’ll suffer from bloating. Speaking of which, it’s actually pretty good here. At least we’re guarding a mountain. In other places, we’ve even eaten Guanyin soil, and people have suffocated to death…”
What could Song Hongguo say, she could only comfort herself, "It will get better..."
Zhao Baoqing sighed again, "God won't rain. If the drought continues like this, I won't think about it this year."
"There is water in our village. Didn't you organize the members to water the wheat?"
"Hey, what's the point of watering those water pipes? It just wets the land. Our village is at the foot of the mountain. The land is thin and cannot keep up with the fertilizer. How do you want to get more grain?" Zhao Baoqing shook his head and changed the subject again. When he came back, he said, "The yam and kudzu you found are quite good. They can be eaten and kept healthy. We can count on them to rely on the mountain."
"Then let's go tomorrow morning. I'll teach you first, and then you can tell everyone."
"Okay, okay, Hongguo, you have been a big help. This is life-saving food. On behalf of all the young and old in our village, thank you..." Zhao Baoqing looked grateful, and his words were sincere. You know , now who finds someone who stutters and is willing to yell out? Wouldn’t it be nice to have a full meal at home?
Therefore, Song Hongguo's actions moved Zhao Baoqing very much. After taking a closer look, he felt even more grateful that he had not bothered to help her find a house in vain and settled down in the village.
Sure enough, people have to behave well, and when the spring breeze blows, won't they see autumn rain?
After Zhao Baoqing left, Song Hongguo saw the two little guys looking at her eagerly, and said funnyly, "If you have anything to say, just say it. If you don't understand, just ask."
Ling Zhi shook his head.
Song Hongguo raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you curious about why I did this?"
Ling Yuan took over the words with a smile, "Brother must have figured it out. Why else? Of course my mother is kind-hearted and doesn't want to see the people in the village starve and suffer."
Song Hongguo nodded, then shook her head, "Yes, but not entirely right."
Ling Yuan blinked, "What's wrong?"
Song Hongguo looked at Ling Zhi, wondering if he could understand.
Ling Zhi pondered and said, "You didn't hide this matter, but chose to tell my uncle. Firstly, of course you are kind-hearted. Secondly, it is too dangerous to eat alone. Thirdly, you also want to sell a good deal at my uncle's place." , let the people in the village know about your situation? So that we can stand firm in the village and not be bullied, right?"
After he finished speaking, his face was still childish, but it had a maturity and complexity that did not match his age. He looked at her with an unnoticeable expectation in his eyes.
Song Hongguo did not disappoint him and gave him a thumbs up, "It was very thorough and comprehensive."
Ling Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Hongguo asked again, "Do you two have any objections? If I tell this matter, it will be impossible to dig yams and kudzu in the future. We will definitely not be able to steal them."
Ling Yuan said, "I have no objection. I listen to my mother."
Ling Zhi also shook his head, "You did that because of your family. We all understand that. Besides, our family is not so short of food now, but they are waiting for food to save their lives. There is always a priority..."
Song Hongguo was overjoyed when she heard this. She was really worried that Ling Zhi would be reluctant to part with it. Once she was in a good mood, she became more motivated to cook, "Let's eat pink chicken tonight!"
Ling Yuan immediately cheered.
Ling Zhi frowned, and when she took out a plucked chicken from the basket, he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you buy it? It's more than three kilograms, right? How much does it cost?"
Song Hongguo was amused by his distressed look. She was quite generous a second ago, but in the blink of an eye she was digging into pieces. While she was chopping chicken pieces, she said, "Someone is selling it secretly near the hospital. It's not expensive." , I didn’t ask for a ticket, maybe I got it from the mountains, it didn’t cost much anyway…”
Ling Zhi was dubious, but he didn't ask any more questions, and went to light the fire with great discernment.
After Song Hongguo chopped the chicken, she blanched it in water first. This was not the free-range chicken that is fed grain nowadays, but the kind of meat-eating chicken bought from the mall. If it is not blanched, it will be very fishy, and it will not be good when stewed. To eat, I had to stir-fry with heavy ingredients. Fortunately, it was fat enough. I cut most of a chicken into an enamel pot and the meat was tender. After blanching, I washed it twice with cold water. The chicken skin shrank and the meat became firmer. Stir-fried like this It becomes chewy and delicious after chewing it out.
Pour oil into the pot, first add the ginger slices, stir-fry vigorously until the fragrance comes out, then add the peppercorns, star anise and green onion peppers, fry for a while, add the chicken pieces, stir-fry over high heat until the water in the stir-fried chicken pieces is dry. When there is only oil in the bottom, you can add seasonings, salt, soy sauce, and sugar. It would be better if you have some beer. We don’t have it at the moment. Song Hongguo can only use white wine instead. Stir-fry until the chicken pieces are colored. Finally, pour in water and wait until the water Once it boils, turn to low heat and simmer.
While waiting, she was not idle. She patted a few pancakes with stick noodles and stuck them around the edge of the pot. When she estimated that the time was almost up, she added the soaked vermicelli and cooked it for a while, then cooked it over high heat. Juicy, and at this time, the pancake is also cooked, soft on one side, crispy on the other, and soaked in some soup at the bottom, which is the most delicious.
The chicken nuggets that had absorbed the juice were bright red and the sauce was rich. The mother and son took one bite of the pancake and one bite of the chicken. They didn't even bother to say a few words while eating. Song Hongguo actually liked to eat the vermicelli here the most. They were so full of the soup. After the juice, it is soft and glutinous, and the taste is no worse than chicken nuggets. The only shortcoming of this dish is probably the lack of green and red peppers, but no one pays attention to this nowadays. Deliciousness is the king.
After eating, there was still less than half left. Song Hongguo suddenly thought of Huo Minglou. If she had known better, she would have poured some out and brought it to him tomorrow.
The system complained and looked down upon her behavior, "What have you been doing so long ago? When you are full, you think of your boyfriend. Are you still a human being?"
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