After the dumplings are wrapped, place the iron pot on the earth stove. After the water boils, put the dumplings into the pot one by one.
While the water vapor is churning, the dumplings that have sunk to the bottom gradually float up and become cooked.
Lu Lu took the wooden bowl, scooped out three large bowls of dumplings, placed them on the wooden table, and invited the two of them to eat.
The brother and sister looked at each other and moved their chopsticks one after another. They had secretly swallowed their saliva several times when they were frying the dumpling fillings and the aroma was filling the air.
Chen Xiuqing ate one first, and her expression immediately became pleasantly surprised: "These dumplings are delicious!"
Chen Xiuyu also nodded repeatedly, stuttering, while eating, she glanced at Lu Lu sitting opposite her, her eyes flashing.
The lean meat of roe deer is mixed with the backbone of brown bear. It is evenly fat and lean. It is fried with lard until fragrant. It is oily and coupled with the unique fragrance of shepherd's purse. In this era of lack of oil and meat, it is strange that it is not delicious.
Lu Lu had already made a mistake. White flour, fine meat, and pork suet. How could an ordinary person be willing to eat like this?
It's just a simple bowl of dumplings, but the filling is large and the skin is thin, and the meat is rich in fat. It is the greatest luxury.
"If you like, eat more. There are quite a lot of dumplings to make. If you don't help me, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat them until the day after tomorrow."
Lu Lu hugged the trunk of the tree and climbed up gently. He found that the inside of the lime tree was rotten and had a large space. The hole that the blind bear had pulled through could directly see the honeycomb protected by a large group of black bees inside.
, it is not a problem to reach the honeycomb with your hand.
However, salt is not cheap these days, and few people are willing to do this.
In his previous life, Lu Lu saw someone using smoke to drive bees away from their nests. They used incense or cigarettes to make the bees smoky and scorching, completely ignoring that the bees were smoked and burned to death.
It was a busy time, and after feeding bear meat to the four Yuan Bao Niangs, it got dark early.
In fact, it doesn't take much to create smoke, and Lu Lu also knows a better smoking material - mugwort.
In front of the cellar, there are already twenty-five bee buckets ready.
The small straw pot lid seemed simple, but it took Lu Lu almost a whole morning to sew it.
The three of them got playful and accidentally made dozens of dumplings.
After spending more than half an hour, Lu Lu came to the thick lime tree on the edge of the river beach. He looked up at the tree hole three meters above the ground. The black bees who went out to collect and the black bees who returned from collecting were intertwined and buzzing.
There was constant noise and it was very lively.
It looks like a bamboo hat and is far from sophisticated. However, it doesn't matter. It is just a tool for collecting bees. It is light, strong and practical, which is the most important thing.
After eating this meal of dumplings, Chen Xiuqing had more than two big bowls, and Chen Xiuyu also had more than one big bowl. When the brother and sister went back, they both found it funny to see each other rubbing their bellies from time to time.
This is the method he used to make straw pot lids in the south, which is usually used to cover dumplings for steaming rice.
After preliminary inspection, it is very simple to collect this swarm of black bees.
It's all made by hand and the speed is really slow.
Mugwort is very similar to the northeastern wild vegetable willow and mugwort buds. It is also a very common thing in the mountains and fields of the northeast and can be found easily.
This carefulness made both brother and sister feel ashamed.
What Lu Lu is doing now is to sew a straw pot lid with urala grass to close the front.
When you take it out and eat it, it tastes much better than dried and preserved thorn sprouts.
There are bear skins in the fairy pillars and bear bile in the cellar. They are all valuable things. If the man and the dog are not there, don't worry.
On the fifth day, the sky finally cleared up.
Bees have always been very afraid of fire smoke.
In the next few days, it was always cloudy, and Lu Lu focused all his energy on making bee buckets.
The way he made the lid of the straw pot was very simple. First, he twisted the straw rope into a knot to make a handle. Then he found a sack and pulled out some twine, and used four or five pieces of straw to fill the straw at the end of the knot.
, sew the bundle around the knot.
Too full again.
The blind bear that had been killed was not able to eat the honey at that time, but after some tossing on the tree, the strong and sharp bear claws greatly expanded the hole in the tree trunk where the black bees entered and exited.
This has always been the simplest concept of hospitality for people in the mountains. What they pay attention to is reality.
Just hang the straw pot cover above the hole and hang it securely. Simply smoke the bees and drive them out into the straw pot lid.
In a short period of time, it is enough.
He thought about going to Zhou Fangjing and borrowing his chainsaw, but when he thought about his wife at home, he immediately gave up the idea.
Today he was going to take back the swarm of Northeastern black bees that had killed Chen Xiuqing's dog and injured others.
Lu Lu smiled slightly, took the thorn shoots back into the root, briefly blanched them, drained them, and then sprinkled them with salt for pickling.
After breakfast, leaving the ingot to look after the house, Lu Lu picked up an axe, a rope and a slingshot, and went straight to the group of Northeastern Black Bees who had failed to take out the money.
Lu Lu, who sent the two brothers and sisters away and returned to the cellar, saw bundles of fresh and tender thorn buds covered with birch bark next to the cellar. There were a lot of them.
He knew that Chen Xiuyu knew that he liked to eat, but was afraid that he would not accept it, so she deliberately kept the best thorn buds.
The key thing is that Chen Xiuqing was also carrying a wooden basin filled with wrapped dumplings that were not yet cooked.
Lu Lu greeted him warmly. Seeing that Chen Xiuqing had eaten a large bowl, he was still not satisfied, so he hurriedly cooked some more.
In the morning, Lu Lu went to the meadow and collected a lot of urala grass. This kind of oblate grass is 70 to 80 centimeters long. It is tough and has strong tensile strength. It is suitable for roofing and wadding in cotton shoes to keep warm in winter.
In addition, it is also a very good knitting material.
Whether it is done well or not is another matter, the key is to make people full.
When Lu Lu asked them to take away these dumplings, he said: "You are full, but my aunt hasn't eaten yet. To save her the trouble, take them back and let her have a taste."
This kind of yang grass is often used to knead moxa velvet and make moxa sticks for moxibustion. The smell when burned is relatively strong. It is also smoke, but the smoke emitted by burning moxa is harmful to bees.
It has a good effect in repelling insects and preventing diseases. It is most suitable for smoke to drive away bees.
He and Lu Lu were already familiar with each other, so they let go while eating.
Here's another way to preserve thorn sprouts: dry pickling.
Lu Lu took the rope he brought with him and tied it to the handle of the straw pot lid. The other end of the rope was thrown from the branch above the hole and dropped to the ground. He slightly adjusted the straw pot lid so that it was close to the trunk of the tree, and he lowered the tree.
Finally, tie the other end of the rope to the small tree below to prevent black bees from falling into the straw hat as the weight increases.
After getting ready, Lu Lu searched for a while on the hillside and quickly found some dry mugwort from last year. He collected some leaves and kneaded them into a ball of mugwort with his hands and rolled it into thin strips.
Climbing to the hive again, Lu Lu reached into the tree hole and gently pulled the black bee, revealing a piece of honeycomb. He gently broke off a small piece, rubbed it in the lid of the straw pot, and burned moxa velvet.
Throw yourself into the tree hole and quickly get off the tree.
At that moment, the black bees that were smoked by the mugwort were suddenly alarmed and kept flying out of the tree hole, flying around the cave in panic. As more and more black bees flew out, the noise became louder and louder.