Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

The next day Yang Yuanzu looked at the breakfast on the table.

Of the porridge and boiled eggs, only his bowl had a boiled egg, and there were many more rice grains in his bowl than the other two bowls.

This is his first breakfast in this world.

Younger brother Yang Huahua couldn't control his eyes and secretly glanced at the boiled eggs in Yang Yuanzu's bowl. He was so greedy that he picked up the bowl in front of him with both hands and drank the porridge.

He can only eat eggs during the Chinese New Year.

But now he is happy to have white rice porridge to eat. Before his eldest brother got married, the family could only eat brown rice and wheat rice. When the situation was bad, they would also eat rice bran.

Yang Yuanzu divided the egg into two halves and gave them to Aunt Chen and Yang Huahua respectively.

Aunt Chen hurriedly put the eggs back, and Yang Yuanzu picked up the bowl and said, "You guys can eat, I have eggs to eat at my husband's house."

Younger brother Yang Huahua didn't eat the eggs. He looked at Aunt Chen and Yang Yuanzu.

"Son, it's all elders like my parents who are useless. Your father died early. I can only live a good life by letting you marry me." After saying this, he ate half an egg with tears in his eyes.

After hearing this, Yang Yuanzu comforted him a few words and said that he was okay. Besides, it doesn't matter to him that he gets married.

When Yang Huahua saw that Mrs. Chen had eaten the eggs, he felt relieved to eat half of his bowl. While eating, he secretly looked at Yang Yuanzu.

He felt that something was wrong with his eldest brother today. He actually gave him eggs to eat. He had never seen his eldest brother give him eggs before.

"Eat yours, you cunning one!" Yang Yuanzu said to Yang Huahua.

"Hey, brother, why are you back home? Is your brother-in-law not treating you well?" Yang Huahua asked.

"Big brother missed you, so I came back to take a look. Besides, the new year is coming, and I just want to celebrate the New Year with you. Don't you welcome big brother?" After saying this, he put his hand on his nose and put on a fierce look to scare Yang Huahua.

"Haha..." Yang Huahua realized that he seemed to be a little out of line and stopped laughing. Seeing that his elder brother was not angry, he boldly said to Yang Yuanzu: "Brother, you are so ugly..."

"Eat well, how will you look like eating and laughing at the same time!" Aunt Chen lectured.

Yang Huahua shut his mouth when he heard this and ate honestly. He ate all the rice in the bowl without leaving a grain of rice.

He waited for everyone to finish eating, put away the dishes and went into the kitchen to clean them.

Yang Yuanzu was a little embarrassed, but Mrs. Chen stopped him from entering the kitchen. She also said that it was against the rules for a man to enter the kitchen.

Yang Yuanzu took a look around his home while he had time. The villagers who met him quickly ran away, so he could only try to avoid eye contact with everyone.

The scenery nearby is very good, with mountains and rivers interdependent.

Yuanzu had an idea when he saw Shuiyang. He went home and asked if he had any fishing rods.

Aunt Chen and Yang Huahua were confused and asked, "What is a fishing rod?"

Thinking that this was a backward ancient time, Yang Yuanzu described it to the two of them in detail: "It is just a bamboo pole or wooden stick with a thread tied to it and a small hook threaded on the thread, which can catch fish in the water."

"Are the fish in the water slippery with many spines? But that one is not delicious, there are many spines, fishy and bitter. We only catch fish to eat when we are hungry." Yang Huahua replied with a puzzled face. road.

Yang Yuanzu knew the fishy smell, but he didn't understand the suffering.

He would know it by lunch time.

It turns out that people here don't know how to cook. Whether it's rice or vegetables, they just wash them and boil them in a pot with water, and only add a little coarse salt for seasoning.

He estimated that the fish was cooked directly in the pot without disemboweling and scraping the fish scales, and the gall was still there. No wonder it tasted unpalatable.

Today's lunch was still rice porridge, but it was a mixture of polished rice and brown rice, with a lot of vegetable leaves that he couldn't recognize added to it.

Yang Yuanzu thought to himself, no wonder everyone here looks so thin.

And it's not just other people, his body is the same. At the age of seventeen, he looks like a modern fourteen or fifteen-year-old. What can he do if he doesn't have enough nutrition to grow taller?

After eating boiled rice and vegetables for several days in a row, Yang Yuanzu felt that his mouth was about to fade away. Even if it was bland, he still wasn't full.

So Yang Yuanzu began to think about the method of cooking, made some animal oil, extracted refined salt from coarse salt, and took Yang Huahua to the river to insert a few fish.

The fish here are less vigilant, and each one is so big and fat that they can be used to extract fish oil.

He guessed that people here didn't eat fish, and the fish lacked natural predators, so they were plentiful and fat.

Scrape the fish's scales, remove its gills, remove its internal organs, and process it step by step.

Add salt and a few drops of wine to remove the fishy smell. If Mrs. Chen hadn't been there, Yang Yuanzu would have put more wine in.

Yang Huahua was studying from the side.

"We only have two mouthfuls of that wine left in our house. It was left by your father. Son, please save it." Aunt Chen felt a little distressed when she saw the fish cooked with salt and wine. This fish is as delicious as pork. ? !

If it doesn't taste good then the wine will be wasted.

Yang Yuanzu fried the fish first and then added some wild onions, garlic sprouts and wild peppercorns to the pot.

These condiments were all found by him in the wild, but it was a pity that there was no chili, otherwise the taste would be better.

The garlic heads were not yet mature in winter, so he took garlic sprouts instead.

Yang Huahua added a handful of firewood and smelled it vigorously: "It smells so good, brother, when can we eat it?"

Yang Yuanzu looked at the pot. The soup was thick white in color and green onions were floating. Then he said: "That's it, start the pot!"

The family had just put dishes and chopsticks in the yard when the neighbor next door came over smelling the smell.

"Aunt Chen, what are you cooking? It smells so good!" Seeing Yang Yuanzu at home, she asked, "Yuanzu is back. Are you celebrating the New Year in advance?"

Yang Huahua didn't care who came, he was anxious to taste it, but Yang Yuanzu reminded him to eat it slowly, as it has thorns.

The little boy nodded. He smelled the fragrance and almost forgot about the fish bones.

Yang Yuanzu served his younger brother some thick white fish soup and asked Yang Huahua to drink the soup first.

When the neighbor next door came to eat, Yang Yuanzu couldn't drive him away, so he asked him to sit down and have a taste.

Aunt Chen, on the other hand, had an unhappy look on her face. She was not usually very enthusiastic, but she would be shameless when it came to eating.

In the age of starvation, this kind of behavior of eating and drinking was very disgusting to them.

Originally, everyone could have enough food and clothing by growing grain, but with the payment of land tax, house tax, local tax, livestock tax, and other miscellaneous taxes, they would have nothing to live on throughout the year, and they would even go hungry.

I had to eat half full and continue working.

Yang Yuanzu asked Yang Huahua in a low voice who the visitor was, and Yang Huahua replied obediently in a low voice.

The visitor's surname was also Yang, the eldest in the family, but not related to their family.

The village they live in now is called Fengping Village, which means a good harvest and peace.

They live in the south of the village. In order to distinguish the geographical location in detail, the local villagers also call their place Fengping South Village.

There are mostly villagers named Yang in Fengpingnan Village, and everyone is more or less related to them.

Of course, in addition to South Village, there are East Village, West Village and North Village.