The Space Doctor Became the Favorite of the Exiled Powerful Minister - #169 - Chapter 169: Pickled salted duck eggs (second update)

 She also planted some black sesame seeds.

Jiang Zhiluo just wanted to have more varieties of each crop.

If possible, she would like to grow rice, purple rice and glutinous rice.

 But they are in the north and the climate is different, so it is not suitable for growing rice.

 Unless rice is grown in the space, all the fields in the space are used.

  If you have space and fields, you can plant some purple rice, rice, millet, etc.

 At this time, around four o’clock in the afternoon, everyone was busy in the fields.

 Children in the village were running and jumping on the streets, playing various games.

Old people sit on a matzha stool at the entrance of the village and chat.

 Some of them gathered under the largest old locust tree in the middle of the village and chatted together. They talked about who had the upper hand and who had the shortcomings in the village. This was a daily routine.

 The warm spring breeze blows gently, bringing with it a strong sense of warmth.

 The ducks and geese in the river all queue up and head home, quacking when the time comes.

In fact, Jiang Zhiluo was a little curious. These ducks and geese actually remembered that they would go to the river to eat every day, stay in the river for a day, and then go home automatically at night.

These ducks and geese can all remember the way.

Looking at the lively and vibrant village scenery, Jiang Zhiluo couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth.

When passing by the fields, everyone took the initiative to say hello to Jiang Zhiluo.

“It’s Zhiluo, it’s already evening, are you going to the mountains?”

Everyone saw that she was carrying a backpack and guessed that she should go to the mountain.

“Yes, aunt, go to the foot of the mountain to dig some yellow mud and use it back.”

“Then you have to be careful and watch the road.”

“Zhiluo, everyone knows that you have medical skills. Well, our pig doesn’t look very energetic. I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t know if I can trouble you to help me check it out.”

 “I’ll look back.”

“Zhiluo, we have to thank you very much for using us to work and paying you back every day…” The people in the village are sincere and grateful to Jiang Zhiluo and the others.

“It will be all planted in two days. At this time, the autumn harvest will not be affected at all.”

“Yes, they were planted just in time for spring.”

Just like that, Jiang Zhiluo was walking and chatting with the villagers.

Village people are also used to talking while working.

 After walking around at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Zhiluo saw a lot of yellow mud.

There is quite a lot of yellow mud.

Jiang Zhiluo dug some into the backpack, dug out some more and put it in the space for later use.

She actually found a large nest of duck eggs at the foot of the mountain, a total of twelve duck eggs, which looked big and good.

 “It’s really a duck egg!”

 Looking at these duck eggs, Jiang Zhiluo felt very pleasantly surprised.

“It looks like these duck eggs have just been laid.”

“I happen to have some yellow mud. I can pickle salted duck eggs when I go back.”

A lot of chicks were hatched at home last month. They are either in cages or spinning around in the yard every day. They look quite cute.

 They are all half grown.

 On weekdays, they eat eggs and rarely duck eggs.

But thinking that there was something wrong with Aunt Li’s pig, she walked around the mountain again and picked some herbs.

When she returned home carrying a basket of yellow mud on her back, she saw smoke rising from the chimneys of every house in the village. They all looked peaceful and peaceful.

 The people in the fields also went home to eat.

When Jiang Zhiluo arrived home, Cui Hejin was already at home.

“you are back!”

“Well, I’m back.” As he said that, Cui Hejin put down the ax in his hand and came over to help Jiang Zhiluo take off the yellow mud from the basket on his back.

Cui Hejin looked at the yellow mud in the basket and was a little surprised, but he didn’t ask any more questions.

 No matter what she does, she will be happy.

But Jiang Zhiluo took the initiative to explain: “I will use plant yellow mud to make binding mud, and use those bricks to make a bread kiln in the yard.”

 “With a bread kiln, you can make bread.”

“Bread is similar to pastry, but the taste is different. You will know when it is made.”

“There are duck eggs in this basket. I didn’t expect to find a nest of duck eggs. It looks like they were just laid not long ago.”

Zhiluo Jiang guessed that the eggs were laid by ducks in the nearby river, or perhaps by wild ducks.

Cui Hejin said calmly: “Well, I’ll give you some water. You can wash up first and eat later.”

As he spoke, Cui Hejin scooped water from the water tank and poured it into the basin so that Jiang Zhiluo could wash her face and wash herself.

Looking at his careful movements, Jiang Zhiluo felt an indescribable warmth well up in her heart.

Thinking about it carefully, Cui Hejin really takes care of her on weekdays.

 Gentle and considerate.

 “Actually, I can do it myself.”

Cui Hejin said softly: “Wash up first.”

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and then washed her hands.

Mrs. Cui said with a smile in the kitchen: “Zhiluo is back. She has just finished cooking. I will wash my hands and eat first.”

“good.”

 The family washed their hands and sat down at the table to eat.

Mrs. Cui made scrambled eggs with toon, mushroom broth, and heated up the red bean buns that Niu gave her in the afternoon.

There is a big plate full of vegetables and plenty of soup, which is enough for three people.

Mrs. Cui smelled the smell of toon eggs and said happily: “This is the smell, it’s so fragrant.”

“This thing only exists in spring. I haven’t found a few toon trees in our village. Your Aunt Niu brought them back from her natal home. There are probably more toon trees in her natal village, Niushan Village.”

Jiang Zhiluo smiled and said, “Mom likes to eat!”

“Well, I like to eat it. I remember last spring, your Aunt Lizheng gave us some pickled toon sprouts, and we ate the steamed buns for a long time.”

“This year your Aunt Niu has sent so many gifts again. The people in the village are very enthusiastic and there is no intrigue.”

Mrs. Cui feels that life is simple and warm when she lives in the village. The folk customs in the village are simple and honest, and everyone’s temperament is pure and simple.

　What I worry about every day is food, clothing and fields.

Jiang Zhiluo thought to herself, if my mother likes to eat, she will go around recently to see if there are toon trees on the mountain and pick more.

“Zhiluo, try it quickly.”

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the toon and egg dish that Mrs. Cui put into the bowl, picked it up and tasted it: “Mom, it is indeed delicious.”

 Have a unique fragrance.

“There are some left, let’s fry them tomorrow.”

Jiang Zhiluo took a bite of the red bean bun and put it into her mouth. She paused and said, “I didn’t expect that the red bean bun made by Aunt Niu tastes pretty good.”

“The sugar tastes just right, the taste is sweet but not greasy.”

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: “Your Aunt Niu looks cheerful and quick at work, but she is actually quite good at cooking.”

“Red beans are a noble thing, so they must be cooked well, otherwise it will be a waste of delicious food.”

 The family likes to talk while eating, and here there is no habit of staying silent while eating or sleeping.

“By the way, Mom, I picked up a nest of duck eggs at the foot of the mountain. There are twelve in total. I was thinking about pickling the salted duck eggs to eat?”

Mrs. Cui nodded and said, “I think it’s OK, so I can just pickle salted duck eggs. But my mother doesn’t know how to do it. People in the village should know how. I’ll ask later.”

Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, “Mom, you don’t have to ask, I can do it.”

“I dug some yellow mud and had dinner. I first went to Aunt Li’s house to help her look after the pigs. When I came back, I pickled salted duck eggs and built a bread kiln in the yard.”