The Strongest Dad in the 1980s: Fu Bao is the daughter of Heaven

In the afternoon, adults and children went to the fields.

When the children heard that there were kiln sweet potatoes, they were all waiting for it.

After all, there are not many families in the village who hoe sweet potatoes, and it is impossible for other families to give them food for no reason. But the Chen Feng family is different. Tangtang is good to their children, and the children follow them and often eat delicious food. .

So when I heard that Chen Feng's family wanted to kiln the sweet potatoes after they had finished packing them, the children all volunteered to collect firewood.

Tangtang went to pick up bamboo shells with sister Xiaoyu.

Their village has many bamboo forests and a long river with many bamboos planted on both sides.

Bamboo grows fast, so there are a lot of bamboo shells.

She picked up Tangtang piece by piece and held it in her arms. Even though there were hairs on the tips of the bamboo shells that would itch, she was not afraid at all.

Xiaoyu folded the bamboo shells neatly, and seeing how many pieces Tangtang was holding in her arms, she quickly advised: "Tangtang, just wait for me, I will pick it up."

"Tangtang wants to help."

Xiaoyu couldn't refuse and could only look at the pieces in her arms.

She still wants to continue picking up, but the consequence is that if she picks up one more piece in her hand, she will drop another piece in her arms, and there will never be more.

When they went back, Tangtang didn't pick up a few bamboo shells, and the whole body was covered with small bamboo burrs.

Her round little face was now red.

Chen Feng stepped forward in distress, "How did you do it? Why are you so red?"

Xiaoyu was a little nervous and said: "Brother Feng, Tangtang was injured by the bamboo thorns. I asked her not to do it, and she said she wanted to help."

Tangtang grinned at her father, "Tangtang is fine, Tangtang is very happy."

Chen Feng felt distressed and wanted to laugh.

He smiled at Xiaoyu and said, "It's okay, as long as Tangtang likes it."

Then, he cleaned the little guy's cheek and rinsed it with water.

Back in the ground, on the flat land, there are already two minarets built with mud blocks.

"Wow..." Tangtang exclaimed.

Even Huihui was shocked and asked: "What is this?"

"This is the clay kiln. Once the fire is turned on and the soil is red, you can put the sweet potatoes in and cook them."

The three clay kilns were built by Chen Feng and two others. They were afraid that if there were not enough kilns built, the children would not have enough to eat.

Mother Chen took a look, and then went to work elsewhere with the nunnery owner and master, saying she would come back when it was done.

Next is the burning stage.

With the help of the children, we collected a lot of firewood, including firewood, bamboo, and bamboo shells that were hot but less ash.

Tangtang and Huihui were both nearby, watching the fire in the stove burning brightly, and they also heated her up.

Even so, Tangtang was still waiting quietly.

The other children also waited quietly.

And just lighting the fire took more than half an hour.

Tangtang looked at the inside of the stove. From the color of earth at the beginning, it burned to black, and then turned to red.

Chen De asked: "Are you feeling better soon?"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, "Well, it's almost done. Just wait."

Tangtang stood up immediately and asked Chen Feng excitedly, "Dad, are you okay?"

Chen Feng laughed and said, "Not yet, but the clay kiln is ready and I will put the sweet potatoes in it later."

"oh, I see!"

After everything in the stove was burned, Chen Feng also stood up.

Immediately afterwards, they dug a pit outside the door of the stove. Then, they used a long stick to dig out all the charcoal fire inside, put it in the pit, and then covered it with cool soil. .

Tangtang looked strange.

After finishing this work, she saw that her father used the stick just now to poke a hole in the top of the mud kiln.

The mud at the top is the smallest, and it falls into it piece by piece.

Tangtang exclaimed: "Dad, it's broken."

Chen Feng laughed and said, "It's not broken. This is to make a hole and put some hot soil underneath so that all four sides of the sweet potato can be cooked."

"oh, I see!"

"Well, just stay away, be careful if this falls and you'll get a blister."

"it is good."

Tangtang stood aside obediently, and then the fathers began to poke holes, put in the sweet potatoes, put some mud in, and then put in the sweet potatoes.

Anyway, the whole activity looks very complicated.

Tangtang couldn't understand it, but she was still very happy to see it.

It was also the first time for Hui Hui to see him, and his eyes were fixed on him for a moment.

After all the sweet potatoes were put into the two clay kilns, the adults started to take sticks and began to break up the largest pieces of soil on the side, and then quickly covered them with soil.

Even Daluo's younger brothers and sisters were there to help.

Chen Feng used his hoe to quickly cover the surrounding cold soil, turning what was just a complete mud kiln into a bulging earth bag.

They also touched the earth bag with their hands here and there. As soon as they found any heat or steam coming out, they quickly covered it with more earth.

Chen Feng also told Tangtang, "This is to lock in the heat inside and prevent them from escaping, so that the sweet potatoes will be cooked faster!"

Tangtang nodded in understanding, "Oh, that's right!"

The other two dads also explained the principle to Tangtang.

But Chen De also said: "It would be better if there is chicken. Wrap the chicken in lotus leaves, then wrap it in yellow mud, put it in and stuff it, it will definitely be delicious."

"Wow..." Tangtang couldn't help but exclaim, "Can we still put chickens in?"

"Of course it's okay. As long as it's cooked and edible, it's okay. Sweet potatoes, taro, eggs, chicken, anything."

"Yeah, Tangtang knows."

However, sweet potatoes and taro are common in rural areas and can be eaten no matter what, so even kiln sweet potatoes don’t matter.

But like chicken, you can only eat it a few times a year. Who would take it from the fields and make it into kiln chicken?

The adults also said it casually, and Tangtang was equally uneasy.

After hearing this, Huihui was curious, what does this chicken taste like when put in it?

He took small steps and came to Chen Feng's side.

Chen Feng didn't notice him at first. He didn't react until he felt Huihui looking at him.

"Hui Hui, is something wrong?" Chen Feng asked.

Huihui hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Is it delicious if I put the chicken in?"

He also pointed to the mud kiln that had become a mound of earth.

Chen Feng said with a smile: "Of course it's delicious. The chicken itself is delicious. This kiln uses hot soil to simmer it and remove excess water. The texture will be crispy and the skin will be crispy." , the meat inside is also more tender, locking in the flavor perfectly.”

Huihui nodded.

Seeing this, Chen Feng asked again: "You want to eat, right?"

Huihui nodded.

"Okay, I'll get you a chicken next time. If it's today, forget it. It's too late. When these potatoes are ripe and dug out, we will go home."

Huihui nodded and agreed.

And he kept this matter in mind until the day he could eat it.

As for the mound in front of us, after everyone had been waiting for about half an hour, it was finally time to open the kiln...