80s Taoism

When the gunfire on Meishan suddenly stopped, Zhang Jiahua knew that the giant python should have been cleaned up. No matter how powerful it is, after all, it is a body of flesh and blood, and it is still very fragile in front of guns. But think about it, Zhang Biaohua still shuddered that afternoon. I don't know if the People's Liberation Army suffered any casualties.

On the same day, Zhang Dechun notified all households that the alarm had been lifted. All households rush to harvest late rice, and strive to complete the harvest of late rice before the rainy season arrives.

Zhang Jiaohua’s sweet potatoes are of white-skinned and red-hearted varieties. They look white on the surface, but after removing the outer skin, the potato flesh inside is red. This kind of sweet potato has a high sugar content, and after roasting, the taste is simply a human delicacy.

When Zhang called the flower, he put a small knife on his body, chose a well-proportioned sweet potato, peeled the skin, and completely exposed the red potato flesh inside. One bite is very crunchy and full of moisture. It tastes like fruit. Just eaten raw like this, the sweetness of sweet potatoes cannot be fully released, and the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes is missing.

Although the taste is not enough, it can't stop Zhang's good mood.

The mountain leopard watched the little master quack and rattled, and was so greedy, it kept wagging its tail in front of the little master.

"It's useless to shake, you don't eat this thing." Zhang Biaohua raised the sweet potato in his hand high, lest he would be licked by the mountain leopard.

The mountain leopard couldn't eat it, and the more greedy it was, it followed Zhang Jiaohua's ass, rubbing against Zhang Jiaohua's body, his tail wagging.

"You really don't know how to eat this thing. Okay, forget it, can't I eat it for you?" Zhang Jiaohua was entangled in the mountain leopard, so he could only cut a piece of sweet potato in his hand with a knife. , Directly fed into the mouth of the drill mountain leopard.

The Mountain Leopard was overjoyed, but when the potato chunks reached its mouth, it was dumbfounded. After a taste of the taste, it spit out without chewing. He looked at Zhang Jiaohua with weird eyes, probably thinking about it again, the little master is really weird, such unpalatable things are so delicious.

Seeing the gloomy look of the mountain leopard, Zhang Jiaohua laughed, and deliberately took a big bite in front of the mountain leopard, chewing it with gusto.

The Diamond Mountain Leopard was puzzled, was it really so flavorful, and licked the potato wedges it just spat out again, but it still didn't taste at all. It seems that the taste of the little master is really unattainable. I found a clean place and lay lazily on the ground. My appetite was aroused, but I found that the food didn't suit the taste at all. That feeling was very unpleasant.

But the mountain leopard quickly found something interesting. From time to time, the big master threw the sweet potatoes from the ground into a pile, and the sweet potatoes kept tumbling, like a living creature. The mountain leopard swung lightly, and then rushed the sweet potato. Then hugged the sweet potatoes and rolled in the ground. It's as if the cat caught a mouse.

"It's fun!" Zhang Jiaohua watched the mountain leopard rolling on the ground with interest.

Both Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye are good at doing farm work. They are flexible and powerful, and they are naturally much faster than others. After more than an hour of digging the sweet potatoes in a piece of land, they were all dug up. When digging sweet potatoes, level the sweet potatoes by the way. Then you can plant other crops immediately.

The sweet potatoes are not damaged at all, and the sweet potatoes can be stored in the cellar for a longer period of time. Sweet potatoes are not tolerant to low temperatures, so they will quickly spoil if you build them up a little bit. Farmers put the sweet potatoes in the cellar for storage after drying them slightly. The temperature in the cellar is generally not lower than zero. The sweet potato cellar is in the cellar and can be stored until next spring. At that time, it can be used for seeding.

In the 1990s, although Meiziao had already reached above the food and clothing line, sweet potatoes were still a very important food crop. Sweet potatoes are mostly used to feed pigs, which can save rice consumption. If it weren't for this, if the family raises one or two pigs, the family’s food is likely to be exhausted before the early rice harvest next year.

The yield of sweet potatoes is good, with more than one cent, and at least four to five loads can be picked with a dustpan. Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye packed the sweet potatoes into the dustpan and picked them back one by one. Zhang Biaohua is too short and too weak to help naturally. I can only follow my parents again and again.

When cooking lunch, Liu Qiaoye had already put some sweet potatoes in the rice pot without Zhang Biaohua's request. Several sweet potatoes were also buried in the ashes in the stove.

Baking sweet potatoes in the stove is also a test of patience. Zhang Jiaohua always couldn't help turning out the sweet potatoes from time to time, squeezing them to see if they were cooked, or worrying about the sweet potatoes being burnt, and constantly turning them around. The end result is naturally the kind of half-baked sweet potatoes.

Fortunately, Liu Qiaoye is in control of the general direction, "Don't worry, don't worry, when the vegetables are fried, the sweet potatoes will almost be roasted."

Because the last time Zhang bid Hua Yuanyang lost money, Zhang Jia Hua's food has always been very good. The next day, Zhang Youping would go to the commune to cut a piece of meat back. So for a while, Zhang Jiahua's lips have always been shiny.

When the vegetables were almost ready, Liu Qiaoye used iron tongs to pick out a sweet potato from the ashes and pinched it with his hands to know if the sweet potato was fully cooked.

"Zizai, this is well cooked. Be careful, don't burn it." Liu Qiaoye blew on the sweet potato, patted it again, and cleaned the ashes on it. Then he handed it to Zhang Biaohua.

Although Zhang Biaohua is a small person, he is very sophisticated in eating. He also chanted a few spells, which seemed to make him not afraid of being burnt. The spell was made up in a joke. Except for the comforting effect, there is no effect~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zhang Biaohua carefully peeled off the thin layer of sweet potato, revealing the red sweet potato flesh inside. Sweet potatoes are like bright red crystals, which seem to stimulate appetite. But it's still very hot, and it takes a little skill to eat the sweet potato into the stomach.

Zhang Bihua was hissed by the sweet potato, but he was reluctant to let it go. He even took a bite from time to time, opening his mouth to let the cold air in. Eating very embarrassingly. That appearance is also uncontrollable.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly. No one is robbing you. There are many more here." Liu Qiaoye was afraid that the cub would be scalded.

Zhang Youping cleaned up all the sweet potatoes, and some sweet potatoes were still attached to the sweet potato vines, which was deliberately reserved in this way. Tie these sweet potatoes connected to the sweet potato vines together and hang them directly on the beams under the eaves to allow them to dry naturally. In this way, the sugar concentration in the sweet potato will be further increased. The flavor will naturally be better.

"I went to talk to my father and brother in the evening. Our family will start harvesting late rice tomorrow. Don't be there. When using the threshing machine, they bumped into each other again." Zhang Youping poured a basin of water and put it in his hands. The dirt is washed clean.

"To get it." Liu Qiaoye has always absolutely supported men's arrangements on such issues.

Zhang Jiaohua's threshing machine is shared, and Zhang Jiaohua's grandfather and Zhang Jiaohua's uncle share a threshing machine. Because everyone threshing millet is also together. But sometimes, there will be some contradictions. Everyone wanted to take advantage of the sunny day to take the millet back. The easier it is to hit the rainy season if you drag it to the back. Therefore, this time, Zhang Youping wanted to advance the harvest of his late rice a little bit earlier. The maturity of millet has not reached 100%. But it can ensure harvest in good weather. Announcement: This site recommends a free novel app, bid farewell to all advertisements. Please follow the WeChat public account to download and install: appxsyd