After hearing this, Duan Kunshan thought for a while, "Then when the vegetables in our fields grow well, we will send some to their families."
It is very common for fellow villagers to send food to each other.
When the vegetables in Duan Kunshan's field were ready, Duan Kunshan's daughter-in-law sent a basket of vegetables as instructed by her father-in-law.
The reward he received was also a basket of dishes from the Duan family.
The vegetable leaves were picked and left for two or three days to become dry, so Duan Kunshan's daughter-in-law took care of them together.
The same dishes were cooked on a plate sent by Mr. Wang, and a plate of their own dishes.
After it was served, some people said the food was delicious, while others thought it was average.
Duan Kunshan had home-grown spinach in front of him. He took a chopstick and felt a little older. It was not as tender as it was a few days ago, and the texture was not as amazing as it was a few days ago. It just had a grassy taste like spinach.
Duan Kunshan's son, on the other hand, praised, "Today's spinach was pretty good." He picked up another plate.
Duan Kunshan was confused and picked up the dishes from another plate with his chopsticks.
Eh? Can this spinach still make a difference?
Duan Kunshan asked: "Why are the dishes on these two plates different?"
They are all cooked with a few drops of oil and mixed with green onions. Why is there such a big difference?
The daughter-in-law of the Duan family responded neatly: "Yes, one plate is grown by our family, and the other plate is grown by the Duan family?"
"Which plate belongs to the Duan family?" Duan Kunshan asked.
The daughter-in-law looked at the two identical plates on the table and couldn't figure it out. She tasted them and felt the difference between the two dishes.
They are all vegetables that grow in the ground, they shouldn’t be!
At night, she was careful enough to put the Duan family's cooking on a plate with a gap.
After the dishes were brought to the table, everyone in the family tasted them and found that the taste of the two dishes was still very different.
"This plate was sent by the Duan family, and this plate belongs to our family." The woman indicated respectively.
Is the Duan family's food more delicious than ordinary people's food? Aren't they all made from the same seeds and almost the same ground?
Two days later, the dishes sent by the Duan family were eaten.
Duan Kunshan's family ate the vegetables grown in their own land, but they felt a little dissatisfied. After all, they had tasted better tender vegetable leaves, and now they were asked to eat less delicious vegetables, which made them feel quite disappointed.
It turns out that Duan Kunshan, like the villagers, felt that the Duan family's farming was too troublesome. They would do this and that. Although the villagers made a lot of money, the land they cultivated in this way was probably not worth the amount of food they received.
Got the capital.
The Duan family has money and land and can do this, but they cannot.
But since he ate vegetables grown in Duan's field, Duan Kunshan became silent.
People in the countryside don't have much to eat all year round. If every household grows delicious vegetables like the Duan family, the rice will be delicious even if they can't eat meat.
There are not many people that Wang delivers food to, but everyone who has tasted it praises the deliciousness of the food.
"Sister-in-law Wang, the vegetables you grow are so good, our parents-in-law all praise them for their deliciousness," said an acquaintance woman who met Mr. Wang on the ridge of the field.
Mrs. Wang was carrying a vegetable basket home. When she heard this, she smiled enthusiastically and said, "Everywhere, the villagers are asked to help plant the vegetables!"
The smile on the woman's face paused after hearing this. Her man also worked in the Duan family's field, so why couldn't he grow such good vegetables?
Could it be that the Duan family's feng shui is better than other families', so everything grown in the ground is better?
Mrs. Wang was anxious to go home and cook, and said goodbye to the woman in a hurry.
After returning to the Duan family courtyard, Mrs. Wang fetched water from the well, washed the vegetables, and prepared to light a fire for cooking.
My sisters-in-law and several others were helping me. As soon as the fire started, I heard a knock on the door outside.
"Is Sister-in-law Wang here?" a woman called from the backyard door.
Mrs. Wang wiped her hands with her apron and went to the back door to look.
When I opened the back door, I found a young woman from the village, holding a basket in her hand.
"Sister-in-law Wang, this is the pea cake I brought back from my parents' house. I'll send you a few pieces for you to try." The woman said and took out the oil paper bag from the basket.
Mrs. Wang didn't dare to reach out and take it: "Why is this so embarrassing? You can keep it for yourself!"
"Oh, sister-in-law Wang, just take it. This is made by my mother-in-law. I just use some peas. They are not expensive things. I received such a big basket of vegetables from you a few days ago. How can I eat your food for nothing?
Where are the things? Just keep them!"
The two of them were polite, and Mrs. Wang put the things away, thinking of giving them to her family for breakfast tomorrow.
This oil paper bag is very heavy, and the snack seems to weigh several kilograms.
After putting away the snacks, the little woman stood at the door with a smile that still hadn't faded.
Wang: "Is there anything else?"
The woman's smile froze, and she stood there waving her hands, "It's okay, it's okay."
"I'm busy cooking at home, so I won't see you off."
"Sister-in-law Wang, you are busy!" the little woman hurriedly left.
There were a lot of things in Mrs. Wang's house, so she took the bag of snacks and put them in her mother-in-law's house, and by the way told her where the snacks came from.
"Mom, these snacks are more expensive than vegetables, how about we send some more things over?" Wang asked.
Qiao Lan was frantically taking notes at the moment, holding the brush until her hands were sore. When she heard Wang's words, she rubbed her sore wrists and said directly, "Send half of the eggs at home to the basket, the kitchen can barely hold it."
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"Okay, mother!" After saying this, Wang continued to go back to the kitchen to cook.
In recent days, the Duan family has been worried about the eggs.
Chickens start to lay eggs when they are three or four months old. An average family raises more than a dozen chickens and can receive one or two eggs a day on average. This is when the hens are highly productive.
If you save bits and pieces, you can have half a basket of eggs in a month.
Switching to the Duan family, I don’t know if it’s because they eat too many chickens, or because they eat well. With the blessing of hundreds of chickens, they can harvest at least forty or fifty eggs a day, and sometimes seventy or eighty.
pellets.
Chickens are mostly active outside during the day and lay eggs directly outside. When the children of the Duan family are not in class in the afternoon, they will carry small baskets to the back hill to pick up eggs. Some are laid in the chicken coop, so it is convenient to get the eggs directly.
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In short, there are a lot of eggs picked up every day.
The eggs are divided into fertilized and unfertilized. Picking fertilized eggs every day would make Qiao Lan faint from exhaustion, so she taught everyone in the family the job of picking eggs and asked them to help together. With more people, things can be done easily, and each person spends a lot of money.
I finished picking the eggs in a few minutes.
The fertilized eggs are sent to the house to continue hatching, and the unfertilized eggs are put in the kitchen for cooking.
Previously, the Duan family was still buying eggs to eat, and each time they bought eggs, they spent a lot of copper coins. But now they have changed their position, and they can't finish their eggs at all.
In the first few days, I cooked poached eggs, which are boiled into egg soup. It was rare for the family to harvest eggs, so Qiao Lan asked her daughters-in-law to make more. The children at home also ate with open stomachs, and each of them got at least two.