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Chapter 19 Digging Wild Vegetables and Catching Mountain Crabs

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He dug several big holes in a row. Even though Song Wen was transformed by the spring water in Ruyi's fan and used to replenish his body with tonics, he was still so tired that his back was sore. Moreover, the bitter fruits that he had gone to help others make brown sugar had not yet faded. Now he became tired and sore, and he felt that his waist was almost broken.

After moving a little, I felt a little better, then I put the hoe, machete and saw into Ruyi Fan and continued to walk into the bamboo forest.

It's almost three o'clock now, and it's still early before the sun sets. He plans to take advantage of this time to pick some wild vegetables and go back to plant them.

There are many varieties of wild vegetables in the mountains, such as Little Red, Shepherd's Purple, Plantain, Wilderness, Purslane, Houttuynia cordata, Qingming vegetable, Water Celery, etc., but in fact, many wild grasses are herbs themselves and the taste is really not satisfactory. Like Wilderness, it has a scent of mugwort; Purslane, sour and astringent; Houttuynia cordata, which actually has a strong smell of fishy smell, which is a life-threatening taste. Of course, there are also some that taste good, and cannot be covered by the whole thing.

Not far from the bamboo forest, there is a small valley, and there are many wild vegetables that can be eaten or made for medicinal purposes.

The mountain wind blows the bamboo leaves and makes a rustling sound. The birds jump on the bamboo branches, chirping from time to time.

Song Wen enjoyed the tranquility and tranquility of the bamboo forest, smelled the fragrance emitted from the bamboo leaves, and walked towards the valley.

The valley is between the two mountains, and there is little wind and sun, so the grass and trees inside look greener than the hillside outside. There is a small spring inside. Although the spring water is small, it flows continuously all year round.

Song Wen came to the valley, and the grass and trees were green at the sight, and a gratifying green came towards him.

There are few big trees in the valley, and at most some small shrubs about two meters high. There are clusters of wild vegetables growing on the moist ground, and some large ferns. These ferns are about one meter tall. When spring comes, young buds will grow as thick as index fingers. At that time, pick them off and scald them with boiling water and stir-fried slices, which will be extremely delicious.

The ground where the spring water is coming out is a small ditch washed out by the spring water. The ditch is covered by green moss and water plants. Some mountain crabs play in it. When they see people coming, some crawl away in a hurry, while others are calmly spreading their pliers and making them look hideous.

Few people come to this valley. The crabs are plump and make Song Wen's eyes turn green. He hasn't eaten this thing for a while.

There are many kinds of crabs, in the sea, in the lake, in the lake, in the river, in the river, in the river, in the forest, in the forest, and in the mountains. There are different kinds of crabs, and in the soil and water, there are different tastes.

For example, sea crabs taste with a salty and humid smell of sea water and thicker meat; freshwater crabs such as rivers and lakes have a freshwater smell of rivers and lakes, and the meat is relatively light. Different water quality makes them feel different. Crabs in the mountains and forests are born and raised with a natural sweetness and a smell of mountains and forests. I believe that anyone who has eaten them can tell it.

Seeing fat mountain crabs crawling around with red and yellow, and a little black, Song Wen hurriedly ran over and grabbed them. Perhaps no one had disturbed these mountain crabs, all of them were three fingers, and they were stupid and didn't run much. After Song Wen grabbed them, he pulled a flexible grass root and stringed them up and threw them into Ruyi Fan.

After grabbing for a while, I don’t know how many I caught. Seeing that there were few large ones on the edge of the ditch, I stopped catching them and turned around to pick wild vegetables.

Now it is not the best season for wild vegetables to pick. The time for wild vegetables is usually around the spring rain. At that time, wild vegetables were the tenderest and most delicious.

However, there are still one or two wild vegetables that are not listed here, such as mountain mustard and a little red. These two wild vegetables are available in all seasons, but they are the most delicious in spring and autumn, and are now considered the same season.

Song Wen did not pick wild vegetables back to eat, but went back to plant them, so he ignored the season and started picking them on the ground. The main thing is to pick mountain mustard, a little red and rabbit vegetable, and a little red and plantain. In other words, a little red and plantain are all herbs. You can't eat too much. It's okay to spend the time occasionally. He has never heard of any herbs of mountain mustard and rabbit vegetable. I think it should be a vegetable genus.

As he was picking, he unexpectedly discovered that there were actually Qingming dishes here.

Qingming vegetables, also known as rat-eared grass and wormwood, are usually dug around Qingming Festival, and become old and rotten after summer and autumn. Especially after the weather gets cold in autumn, they disappear. Unexpectedly, there is still a big rubbing here, but it seems that they are already very old and cannot be eaten. I don’t know if they can be dug back and planted.

Suddenly, he thought that the Ruyi Fan was so warm that he could plant it, so he dug down the Qingming Festival vegetables and planted them in the Ruyi Fan.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that Qingming cuisine is sweet and mild in nature, and returns to the lung meridian; it has the effects of dispelling rheumatism, removing dampness and turbidity, relieving phlegm and relieving cough. "Compendium of Materia Medica" says that Qingming cuisine "regulates the middle and invigorates qi, stops discharge and removes phlegm, presses the time qi, and removes heat and cough", "treats cold cough and phlegm, eliminates cold in the lungs, and greatly increases lung qi." Modern pharmacological research, Qingming cuisine also has the effects of expanding local blood vessels, lowering blood pressure, treating peptic ulcers, relieving cough, and analgesic pain, and is a rare wild vegetable that is both used for medicine.

In Nanzhou, the elderly will pick the tender seedlings of Qingming vegetables around Qingming, and cook them, knead them into rice flour to make rice balls, which are fragrant and delicious. Qingming vegetables can also be stir-fried. After picking them, blanch them with hot water, then pick them up and cook them with oil. They can also be used to mix and steamed eggs for bun filling. They taste good and have a natural flavor.

After picking wild vegetables, Song Wen dug some large ferns. Song Wen called him a big bracken, and another relatively small one is the bracken that everyone often sees. He planned to dig it back and plant it on the lakeside, and develop a big bracken on the lakeside.

The tender buds grown by this big bracken are half a meter long, the thickness of the index finger, and only a few are just a dish, and the taste is pretty good. Dig it back and seed it so that you can't go to the mountain to pick it if you want to eat it in the future.

After picking wild vegetables, the sky gradually became darker, and Song Wen hurried down the mountain.

After it got dark, the bamboo forest became terrifyingly dark, and some unknown birds were rumbling there, which made people feel furious when they heard it. Although he was bold, it was better to be careful not to stand under a dangerous wall.

When she got home, Song Yuanshui had already cooked the meal, but she had not cooked it yet.

Song Wen knew his father's skills, so he could only stir-fry cabbage. I don't know who I learned it from, and the taste was OK, but people can't eat cabbage every day, so his father is very self-aware and cooks rice every day when Song Wen comes back to stir-fry.

Song Wen put the things he carried on his body into the corner and walked to the kitchen to cook.

When he came back, he took out the hoe and brought it with him so that his father would not see anything wrong. It would be better not to be known by others if he had the Ruyi Fan Space, even for his relatives.

The day before yesterday, there was still a lot of meat left. Song Wen cut some and mixed them with sweet potato flour, fry them into golden brown, and cooked them with garlic seedlings and celery. Then he took some mountain crabs and washed them, put them in a pot, added water, wine, salted MSG, garlic, chili, and ginger. After the water inside was dry, put them in sesame oil and stewed, and put them in the pot. This dish is called the country wine Qinshan crab. After cooking, it not only has a garlic but spicy aroma, but also has a hint of sesame oil and wine aroma, which tastes very good.

I had porridge at night, and these two dishes were enough for the father and son to eat.

While eating, Song Yuanshui saw the mountain crabs that his son brought out from the kitchen, his eyes widened and asked, "Where did you catch them?"

"The valley behind the bamboo forest."

Song Yuanshui knew about that valley, but he didn't pay attention to it. He didn't expect that there were such a big mountain crab inside, so he couldn't help but secretly amazement.

No wonder he was surprised. Generally, mountain crabs are about two fingers wide, and there are no three fingers wide like the ones that Song Wen caught today.

"oh."

Song Yuanshui responded and buried his head in the meal. Song Yuanshui is an authentic and honest farmer. He has no requirements for money and desire, but only wants to have enough food and clothing for three meals. The money is enough and the family is safe.

After dinner, Song Yuanshui brought a few taels of wine and started drinking happily with the mountain crabs. His complacent feeling was beyond words.

With these two dishes served, Song Wen couldn't help but eat two more bowls, and his stomach was so full that he had to walk around and digest it.

When I arrived at the backyard, I saw the lights on the cowshed and walked over.

His father said that the big buffalo had been born in the past two days and had to light a lamp there so that he would not be able to see the calf at night. So he went to buy a wire and pulled a lamp for the cowshed. He looked in the cowshed and saw that the big buffalo had nothing to do, so he walked away. He walked to the corner of the wall and saw that the little hedgehog was still stuck in the hole and refused to leave. He pulled it out and put it in Ruyi Fan. If he hadn't seen that this little guy was still young and afraid that it would have died of cold, he would not care about so much.

When he returned to the house, he gave the puppy who was leaning on the bed to the Ruyi fan. The little guy grew older and bigger. He used to be only as big as his palm, but now he almost had two slaps and his appetite was getting bigger and bigger. He had to drink nearly one pound of milk every time, and Song Wen was almost poor by it.

After taking a shower, I went to the Internet and was about to go to bed when I suddenly heard my father screaming outside. When I opened the window, I saw that it was a big buffalo who had given birth. I quickly put on my coat and ran down.

"What's wrong?"

The buffalo cub was half out, and his father was helping the buffalo. When the buffalo saw Song Wen coming, he screamed, feeling weak.

Song Wen squatted down and touched its head to comfort him. The buffalo stuck out his tongue and licked it, his eyes as water as water, and I don’t know if it was pain or happiness.

The most painful thing for a woman in her life is three things: first, the pain of the first night; second, the pain of Tiankui; third, the pain of having a child, fatigue, pain, and bitterness.

This female buffalo is also a woman. Although I don’t know if it has the pain of the first night and the sky aquarius, at this moment, it is undoubtedly experiencing the bitterness and fatigue that a mother has to experience.

"It's okay, go and prepare some hot water and wash it later."

Song Yuanshui stared at the calf that was about to come out and ordered Song Wen without looking back.

After hearing this, Song Wen hurried to boil water.

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