Chapter 1023 Xiti Rice Flower Fish

There is a bed under the not too big gourd shed.

The bed is made of wood, covered with a bamboo mat made of large bamboo strips.

There was a pillow on one end, and a thin quilt made of rough silk on the other.

This is where Han Cheng slept in Jinguan City.

On summer nights, if there is no rain, it is most comfortable to sleep outside.

It is extraordinarily cool and not stuffy at all, allowing people to enjoy the coolness of summer nights to their heart's content.

Of course, there is a premise that there are no mosquitoes to harass you and communicate with you kindly.

Han Cheng is more afraid of mosquitoes.

When bitten by this thing, the body will be extremely itchy, and a pimple will appear in a short time.

It took nearly two days before it slowly dissipated.

This feeling, sometimes really wants to make people crazy.

However, Han Cheng can now sleep outside in peace, because around his bed, he made a mosquito net out of rough linen woven in the tribe and put it there.

This mosquito net looks crude, but it is still very good to use. At least it is very effective in preventing mosquitoes. As long as the opening is pressed well, you don't have to worry about being attacked by mosquitoes when you sleep at night.

Han Cheng sat on the bed, took off his shoes, tucked in the mosquito net, and lay down on the wooden bed.

The bamboo mat on the wooden bed is very cool, and the body is next to each other, which is very comfortable.

Lying on the bed and stretching for a long time, Han Cheng only felt refreshed.

After a day of hard work, the moment I just lay on the bed was really comfortable.

After lying on the bed for a while, Han Cheng reached out and pulled the thin quilt beside him, covered him, and looked up with his eyes open.

The faint moonlight fell from between the gourd leaves, leaving spots of whiteness.

As the breeze blows, the leaves of the gourd sway slightly, and the stars that emerge from the gaps also become faintly visible.

In the distance, there will be the sound of night watchmen beating gongs, mixed with some dogs barking.

These voices were clear in the night, and they were a little distant, as if they were also soaked in the cool and watery night.

The gourds hanging down from the gourd shed sway slowly with the breeze, looking like wind chimes made of wood.

Gradually, everything in front of my eyes became blurred, and the sound from a distance also became more distant...

In deep sleep, time passed quietly.

The big rooster in the tribe raised its head and crowed, and the sleeping Han Chengzi slowly woke up from his sleep.

Some daylight leaked from the gourd leaves and the gaps between the gourds.

With some dark colors, the morning sky, and the dusk and moonlit night sky are generally quiet and charming.

When autumn comes, there will be more dew.

On the leaves of the gourd, there are some tiny drops of water, which look more green.

The surrounding land also appeared relatively damp.

However, under the gourd shed, it was very dry and not wet by dew.

This is because the dew that falls at night is more blocked than the dense gourd leaves.

This is why Han Cheng put beds under the gourd shed and slept under them.

Not only can you enjoy the coolness below during the day, but you can also sleep under it at night, and it can effectively block the dew, preventing it from getting your bed and head wet...

As the weather brightens,

The Jinguan city of the Qingque tribe has also become busy and bustling.

The main laborers in the tribe did not eat, so they took the sickle sharpened before going to bed last night, went to the ground, and continued to harvest rice...

Time passed, and with the passage of time, pieces of rice were cut off by the people of the Qingque tribe and transported to the threshing ground.

Here in the threshing ground, the rice has been drying for a while.

The hot sun in autumn and the wind that blows from time to time quickly take away the moisture on the rice.

In the afternoon, someone with experience in fighting the field, according to Han Cheng's previous arrangement, put the cow on the stone roller, tied the stone roller to the back of the stone roller, and began to grind the field here .

Driven by the farmer, the big ox pulls the stone roller and the stone roller behind it, and turns it up and down on the rice paddy.

Circle by circle, strive to not miss a place.

With the rotation of the stone roller and the sliding of the stone scorpion, the plump rice grains fell from above one after another.

Because there are grain stalks laid on it, it can relieve a certain amount of pressure, and the threshing floor is also a soil surface, which can effectively protect the rice grains from being crushed by stone rollers and stone grouts.

The stone rollers were made with hammers and chisels by some stonemasons who came to Jinguan City after coming here.

These stone rollers are much larger than those in the Qingquezhu tribe and the Tongshan residential area.

This is because donkeys and deer are the main force pulling stone rollers in the main tribe.

Here in Jinguan City, there are a large number of cattle from the Red Tiger Tribe and the hunchback primitives to drive.

Just like 'adults eat big steamed buns, children eat Wangzai small steamed buns. ’ It’s the same principle, a strong animal also has to pull a big stone roll and a big scorpion.

With the addition of big stone rolls, big scorpions, and stronger oxen, the efficiency of the milling field is naturally much higher.

When the sun is about half way above the ground, the field has already been laid.

Some people who were busy on the scene first used wooden forks to pick the rice stalks flattened by stone rollers to one side and pile them up.

Later, some remaining and relatively long rice stalks were removed with wooden rakes.

Then began to use wooden shovels, large brooms, and rakes that were turned over to 'close the field'.

The so-called gathering field refers to gathering together the fruits that have been crushed by stone rollers, the shells of the fruits, etc., and spread out on the threshing floor.

After closing the field, the next thing to do is to raise the field.

It's okay today, with a little breeze, it's just right to take advantage of the opportunity.

Through the lifting field, with the help of wind, the mixed rice and rice bran are separated.

The remaining dirty grains that are not easy to clean up can be cleaned up through dustpans and bamboo sieves.

The people on the threshing floor were cleaning up here, and Han Cheng, who put down his sickle, walked over from the paddy field.

"Get out more of the rice that has been harvested today, pound it into rice, and steam the rice to eat in the evening!"

Han Cheng came over to look at the rice that these people had picked up for a while, then smiled and said to the people in the tribe.

"Wait a while and let people catch more fish from the rice fields.

Boil fish soup at night, pour rice with fish soup and eat it! "

Han Cheng, who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, opened his mouth again and added to the crowd.

After hearing what Han Cheng said, the people here suddenly became excited.

Only a small number of those who came early had tasted the delicacy of dry rice. It was really a delicacy to enjoy.

The large group of people who came later had never eaten rice.

However, just because they haven't eaten it doesn't mean they don't know the deliciousness of dried rice.

Because from time to time, people who have eaten rice can't help but tell them about the deliciousness of dried rice when they take care of the rice or see the rice.

Over time, these people in the tribe basically knew that rice was planted in the fields.

Rice is a very delicious food, especially when it is used to make the food called "rice dry rice", it tastes even better.

So after hearing what Han Cheng said at this time, he became so excited.

Seeing them happy, Han Cheng was equally happy, not taking advantage of the fact that the people in the tribe were not paying attention, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva indiscriminately.

In later generations, although he was a northerner, he still ate rice.

Rice dry rice and rice tea are the two most commonly eaten foods made from rice.

Especially when there are no flour products such as steamed buns and noodles, rice will naturally become his staple food.

In the past, although the tribe also got rice, Han Cheng was not willing to eat it because he had to save more for planting, so now he also wants to eat a meal of rice.

It is false to tell people in the tribe to celebrate and reward, the most important thing is that he himself is greedy.

After arranging for someone to pound the newly harvested rice, Han Cheng immediately returned to the rice field and called on the half-grown children in the tribe to catch fish in the harvested rice field.

Compared with helping to harvest rice, what the children in the tribe like to do most is actually catching fish in the rice fields.

In the past, because I had serious work to do, I could only find time to catch fish for a while, and I was worried that I would be blamed by the adults in the tribe, which was not fun at all.

However, it was different when the Son of God came to shout. This matter that had to be done secretly before immediately became open and aboveboard, and he could catch it as much as he wanted, without worrying about who would come over and blame himself and others!

It is also because of this that after receiving Han Cheng's greeting, the children scattered around all of a sudden became elated.

They yelled excitedly and ran towards the harvested rice fields, and then, like a flock of ducks that had just seen water, they plopped into the rice fields and started the mode of catching fish.

The water in the paddy field is very shallow because it was put a lot before.

There are a lot of fish in it, so it's not too difficult to catch.

After a while, someone has already gained something.

Looking at these children who were excitedly coming to the shore with fish, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile on his face.

If it wasn't for his age, he would definitely participate in this event!

The members of the Qingque tribe who were harvesting rice in the other nearby rice fields would turn their heads and straighten their waists from time to time, looking at them with smiles on their faces.

After staring at it for a while, it will bend down again, and then harvest rice, more vigorously than before.

Han Cheng also called some people who often cleaned up the fish, squatted by the side of the ditch, and directly cleaned up the fish caught by the children in the tribe.

After cleaning up the basin, he carried the fish with another person and went straight back to the tribe.

Today he is going to cook by himself!

After returning to the tribe, the fish were washed again with water, and then they were chopped into pieces one by one with a knife.

Put some wine, sprinkle some salt into it, grab some pepper shells, rub them vigorously with your hands, and sprinkle them on top.

Then put some vinegar into it a little bit, stirred it, and marinated it.

It doesn't work without pickling.

One is to remove the fishy smell by pickling.

Secondly, the fish meat will be more chewy after marinating it.

After this batch of fish was processed, someone came over with a large jar of pounded rice.

Han Cheng personally showed them how to wash rice.

The soaked and whitish rice washing water was not spoiled, and Han Cheng poured it directly into the big vat.

Rice washing water is a good thing. It has a good decontamination effect. Whether it is used to wash dishes or wash hair, the effect is very good.

Especially for washing hair, the hair after washing feels much more comfortable than the soap in the tribe!

After scouring the new rice, Han Chengcheng put it into a pottery pot, filled it with water, covered it, and began to steam it.

After he finished handling these, someone came back with a basin of processed fish.

Han Cheng didn't do it himself this time, but let the people who often cook in the kitchen who had seen him demonstrate before to deal with it according to his method.

And he started to use the fish that had been marinated for a while to make fish soup.

Someone burned the pot, so Han Cheng doesn't need to worry about it.

After ordering someone to burn the pot, he dug out a piece of ginger from the sand in the corner of the kitchen.

This ginger is what I got when I went to the Red Tiger Tribe.

After returning, most of Han Cheng was buried in the vegetable garden next to the tribe.

A small portion remained in the kitchen, covered with sand, for normal consumption.

At the critical moment of making fish, ginger is a good thing to remove fishy smell and enhance flavor, of course he will not forget it.

Cut the washed ginger into large slices, and the large pottery pot has been heated.

Use a spoon to scoop out some animal fat oil from the oil tank on the side and put it in it. After a while, the oil is also heated.

Han Cheng first put ginger slices in it, fried it with oil for a while, and then poured a pot of marinated fish pieces into the pot.

When the hot oil meets fish pieces with some water in them, white smoke will rise up while making a "stab" sound.

However, because clay pots are still used in the tribe, and the thermal conductivity of the pottery pot is slow, the initial movement is the biggest.

After that it will not work.

After making do with frying the fish for a while, Han Cheng scooped up the clear water from the well with a ladle, added it to the pottery pot, and then covered it and boiled it.

After doing this, he went to the vegetable garden outside and pulled out a lot of green onions, peeled them, washed them, and cut them into chopped green onions for later use...