novelaction Chapter 427 Iced Cucumber
Chapter 427 Iced Cucumber
"Hey~~" Everyone was disappointed, "I thought it was something else, it turned out to be a cucumber, why did you wrap it so tightly?"
Zhou Mai smiled and said, "I thought it was another delicious dish."
Zhou Guo solemnly placed the cool cucumber on the ground and said, "Don't underestimate this cucumber. In this weather, eating a bite of this is more satisfying than eating stewed beans and meat."
She didn't mention the braised pork. No matter how chilled the cold cucumber is, it's just cucumber and cannot be compared with the braised pork.
"Really?" Everyone was skeptical.
The old man didn't say much. Since she said that, there must be something unusual. He was very curious and ate a piece first.
I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows as soon as it took a sip. It was cool, crisp, fragrant and delicious. After working for a whole morning, taking a sip of ice at this time was no worse than the first sip of cold water that went into my throat.
He didn't even pick up the braised pork, but couldn't help but pick up the second piece.
"Huh?" Everyone couldn't help but look sideways. The old man is a meat lover. Although braised pork is not ranked first in his diet, it is definitely among the top few. Now he doesn't even eat braised pork and eats vegetarian food instead?
Zhou Guo also stretched out his chopsticks to the cold cucumber. This thing should be eaten while it is cold. If the coolness is gone, it will not taste so good.
Seeing this, everyone reached out their chopsticks to the cucumber.
As soon as I ate it, I couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh my, why is this cucumber so cold? It's colder than cold water!"
Just relieve the heat.
Everyone was eating with their chopsticks. The braised pork with green beans, which is also a big dish, was reduced to a side dish.
Zhou Xing smiled and said, "The first dish Guoguo made when she got home was this cucumber. After it was cooked, she hung it in a basket and put it in the well to cool it down. There is still a portion of it in the well, so she can eat it when she gets home in the evening."
Everyone was stunned.
Zhou Gu said, "I was wondering why cucumbers are so cool. It turns out that in addition to cooling fruits and meat, they can also be used to cool cooked vegetables. I just wonder if when I go back home to drink water at night, will the water taste like cold cucumbers?"
Zhou Guo said: "Isn't the cold cucumber taste better? You don't even need to eat, just drink water. It will fill you up and save food!"
Everyone laughed, Zhou Mi said: "It's a pity that the water is not enough to fill you up, otherwise it would be enough to drink and save food."
After eating several pieces of cucumber, everyone started to eat the braised pork.
It is fat but not greasy, melts in the mouth, soft and sticky, and everyone is intoxicated by it.
Zhou Guo was also very satisfied. Perhaps because she made it so often, her skill in making braised pork got better and better. The first time she made it, it was a little too fatty, and it became a bit greasy after eating too much.
But at that time, what everyone lacked most in their stomachs was oil and water. Not to mention the fried pork belly, even pure fat meat could be eaten bite by bite without changing an expression, not to mention the imperfect braised pork, which was so delicious!
The old man ate a few pieces of cucumber and two pieces of braised pork. He couldn't help sighing, and then ate a few more pieces.
Zhou Guo couldn't help but ask: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you sighing for no reason?"
The old man shook his head, "I was just thinking, what if I pass away one day and can't eat your braised pork anymore, how much I will miss you!"
"Ah? Master, you're leaving?!"
"Where are you going sir?!"
"Why are you leaving and when are you leaving?"
His words caused a huge uproar. Everyone stopped eating and just looked at him.
Zhou Guo forgot to chew the meat in his mouth and looked at the old man in astonishment, "Where are you going?"
The old man smiled and said, "I just said that. What if something happens? Why do you take it so seriously? I don't have any relatives left. You are my relatives. Where else can I go?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that he wasn't really gone. Both of their treasures were gone, and the old man was now also their treasure.
Zhou Guo said casually: "Master, don't say that. You will come back even if you leave. This is your home, so of course you have to go home. So, whether you leave or not, you will have to eat this braised pork for many, many years."
The old man nodded, "Yes, I will eat it for many, many years."
After finishing their meal, Li and others went to the fields again.
Zhou Guo hurriedly said, "Mom, take a break. Look at the sun. It seems to be drying out the fat in people's stomachs. Now is not the time to go to the fields. Can't you take a break under this big tree?"
Li said helplessly, "Others have gone to the fields. We have to harvest the wheat and dry it out while the weather is good. It will be bad if it rains. A bright sun is better. All right, you little kids can't stand the sun. Sir, you should take a rest. I'll go and work first."
The more you can collect, the better.
Zhou Guo looked around and saw that the fields were full of people. They had just finished eating and were back to work. They were really in a hurry.
There was a bustling group of people in each family's field. She looked towards her own field and saw only her mother squatting there alone, cutting wheat. She sighed deeply, picked up the sickle and stood up.
Several brothers and sisters around me stood up quickly, walked towards their respective plots of land, and started working without saying a word.
The old man really wants to move, but he doesn’t know if it’s because he is one year older this year, he always feels that some things are beyond his ability, especially farm work. In the past, he only thought that this kind of stable life was really good, and it was so plain that it made people envy.
He has lived here for more than half a year, and he didn't feel tired even during the spring ploughing. But harvesting wheat is really not a job for humans!
It would be easier for him to just throw a set of punches than this!
Zhou Guo pulled out a bamboo tube from the wooden barrel and handed it to him, "Master, you've been working all morning, you can take a nap here. There is cold water in it. Although it's not too cold, it's much better than warm water."
The old man took it, opened the lid and took a sip, just like drinking wine, it was really refreshing, and waved his hand, "You go, I'll come after I take a rest."
Zhou Guo went right away. She really didn't want to work in such a hot sun. She would rather work with a torch at night, but the weather was so dry and the ground was parched. If she wasn't careful, a fire would start. So much wheat would be burned up in a fire. What a punishment from God!
Squatting down with sickles in hand to harvest wheat, she and Zhou Xing were the ones who took the longest break. After all, cooking was much easier than harvesting wheat.
This time he went back to the fields with full energy and spirit. He put the harvested wheat behind and picked up the fallen wheat one by one. This was quite unpleasant.
After a while, she suddenly felt someone squatting next to her. She heard the sound of "pu pu pu", and then the wheat was neatly cut down, and not much fell on the ground.
Seeing this figure from behind, Zhou Guo tentatively called out, "Aunt?"
After calling out several times, Xu didn't even turn her head.
She sighed and looked at the wheat she had harvested with suspicion. Was it really that bad?
Even mentally ill people couldn't stand it.