allonlinenovel Chapter 339: Pressing Lacquer Seed Oil
Chapter 339: Pressing Lacquer Seed Oil
"Cousin, after digging this, you won't be bald next year, right?" Li Zelan asked while digging.
"No, do you believe it? If you look at the piece of bracken we dug this year in May next year, it will definitely produce better bracken than those that have not been dug?"
Su Ziling followed them to pick up fern roots. It was probably because no one had dug them before. The fern roots were thick and dense, and there were seven or eight of them with one hoe.
Probably because of the lack of rain, the mud on the fern roots fell off with a gentle shake.
"why?"
Su Ziling: "Fern roots have strong reproductive capacity. As long as there are broken roots, they can regenerate. After digging here, the soil was loosened for it. There are fewer old fern roots. There are no other fern roots to compete with it for nutrients. It will grow again next year. Better?"
"It seems so!" Li Zelan half-understood.
After the two dug out the piece they had cut out, they dug out three baskets. There were still a bunch of baskets that couldn't hold Su Ziling and were piled aside.
"Cousin, are you still digging?" Li Zelan was panting. Digging fern roots was also a laborious task.
"It's still early to dig. You guys take a break and I'll cut the old fern leaves. Let's dig more and pile them aside. We'll carry them back later."
Su Ziling looked at it and saw that it was still early and there was nothing to do when she went back. She might as well dig out more. This fern root powder is also a good thing. It can not only be used to make fern cake but also fern root powder. No matter how you make it, it is very delicious.
It’s just that the flour extraction rate is too low. One hundred kilograms of fern root can produce eleven to twelve kilograms of flour, and ten kilograms of flour can only produce five to six kilograms of vermicelli. The flour extraction rate is too low, otherwise it can still be used Go and do food business.
But it’s not bad to eat it yourself, just scoop out more and cook it whenever you want.
After digging another piece, the fern roots on the side were piled up like a hill. Su Ziling then said, "Okay, no more digging. Let's send it back first and dig again another day."
The three of them each carried a basket and sent it back first. The fern fell down by the well. They didn't have time to rest, so they hurried up the mountain after falling.
The three of them were moving like ants, carrying baskets one after another. Su Ziling's was lighter, weighing only seventy or eighty kilograms per basket, Li Zelan's was almost a hundred kilograms, and Su Zizhong's was the heaviest because he also increased the height of the basket. Head, carrying a basket is almost one hundred and twenty three.
The three people carried it down in one trip, which was about 300 kilograms. It took them three trips to carry more than 900 kilograms.
When Mother Su and the others came back from picking peppers, they saw a pile of tree roots in the yard.
"Qing, Qing'er? What is this?"
The three of them were all very tired. They climbed halfway up the mountain and then came down again, and then climbed up again. In addition, they were still carrying such heavy fern roots, and now their calves were a little sore.
"Fernroot."
"Bracken root? Bracken root? Why are you digging this thing?"
Mother Su picked it up and took a look, smelling the unique fragrance emanating from the fern roots, her eyes widened, "Isn't this thing edible?"
Hearing that it was edible, everyone from the old Su family gathered around. Su's father picked one up, broke it, and said, "How to eat it? Do you want to cook it?"
"Wash it with water, then chop it up a little with a kitchen knife, pound it with a pestle and mortar, then add water to filter the powder, which is similar to making sweet potato powder. When the time comes, it can be filtered out to make fern cake or fern root powder."
Hearing what Su Ziling said, everyone was ready to make a move. They might not know how to make other things, but they are familiar with making sweet potato starch. Since it is the same as sweet potato starch, what are you waiting for!
The whole family got busy at work, "If I had known that this could be made into powder, you should have called your dad to join you. He is strong and can dig more."
Mother Su said while washing. When she saw Su Ziling coming over to wash, she quickly raised her hand and pushed her away with her elbow without water.
"Don't come over and touch the water. You have just climbed up the mountain and you are sweating profusely. Now if you touch the cold water again, you will definitely catch a cold at night. You go and rest for a while, and then go to cook. That's it. I'll talk to your third aunt Just wash it."
Bai Wei nodded, with a smile on her face, which probably meant that they could just do it.
Su Ziling touched her face, and it was true that the heat had not gone away. It was still warm, so she did not touch the cold water. Looking at the oil press that Mr. Su and the others had made, her eyes widened.
"Grandpa, is this oil press ready?"
Mr. Su took the time to take a look and said, "It's almost there. You can use it if you want."
Hearing this, Su Ziling was no longer tired and hurriedly went to collect the lacquer seeds, "Okay, I'll fry the lacquer seeds, and we'll squeeze out the lacquer seed oil tonight. Then we'll kill a chicken and make a lacquer seed." Try the fried chicken."
"Eating chicken again? I've been eating wild game for several days in a row, and it won't taste like eating chicken anymore." Mother Su said.
Indeed, in the past few days, I have eaten two pheasants, rabbits, pigeons, and bamboo rats.
They were all shot by Lu Yan. After he recovered, he went to the mountains all day long. Today he brought a pheasant, and tomorrow he brought a hare. The most was that day. The day he went into the mountains with Li Zelan, there were only four pigeons, as well as rabbits and pheasants. , bamboo rats, etc., they beat a bunch of them, and the uneaten ones were hung on the fire pit to smoke.
"Then let's eat a duck. Sour radish and old duck soup is made with lacquer oil. It's just sour and spicy to relieve tiredness." Su Ziling thought, there was another old duck that she bought last time, so she had to eat it quickly before eating it again. Yang Yang is probably going to die of old age.
"Sour radish and old duck soup? That's good! Relieve tiredness!" Su's father on the side answered cheerfully.
Mother Su laughed angrily, "I take it you want to eat, right? As long as it's food, you can eat anything!"
Su's father chuckled while chopping the fern roots, "The child wants to eat it, so kill it if you want to eat it. After working hard for so many months, it's time to make up for it while you are free now, otherwise it will happen again in a few days." Getting busy."
When Su's mother heard this, she understood the truth. In the past few months, Su Ziling was as busy as a spinning top. She paid off her debts, bought cattle, built a house, raised pigs, and helped so many people in the village. It was indeed I'm very tired, it's time to replenish my body.
Otherwise, I will be busy digging and harvesting sweet potatoes and making sweet potato flour in a few days.
Mother Su waved her hand, "Okay, kill! If you want to eat, kill them. If you don't have enough, go to your fourth uncle's house and buy one. The ones we have are still small, otherwise you can kill your own."