Chapter 21 (1/2)

The scientific name of jelly fruit is Ficus pumila fruit. It is the fruit of climbing plant Ficus pumila. It can be used as medicine, but it is actually a good food.

Yu Qingze looked at a large area of jelly fruit climbing on stones and surrounding small trees. He was very happy. This is the best food to relieve summer heat and reduce dryness in summer!

He still remembers when he was a child at his grandfather's house. Every midsummer, several trees in the village are covered with this kind of jelly fruit. People in the village will pick it and make it into jelly. It is clear and cool, like jelly, and is especially delicious.

The production method is also very simple, he still remembers.

After discovering this good thing, Yu Qingze didn't care to wash his lame name, so he picked it directly with a large fruit full of jelly fruit.

His left shoulder was injured and his left arm couldn't lift up. He had to pick it with one hand. Fortunately, the vine of the jelly fruit was not high, and some were on the nearby stones, which were not high. He could easily pick it.

Not far away, Chang Hao, who was also lame, found another fungus. He was excited to pick it and wanted to show it off again. Unexpectedly, he turned around and found that Yu Qingze had ”no business” and was not looking for fungus at all, but picking something.

”Brother Yu, what are you doing? I found another fungus Oh, there are two! ” If you don't find it quickly, you won't catch up with me. Chang Hao took the two fungi he found and went to Yu Qingze. He looked curiously at a small pile of fruit on the ground.

”This fruit can't be eaten. Why are you picking it?”

”What you can eat will be made for you in the afternoon to ensure that you like it!” Yu Qingze didn't look back. He tiptoed to pull the jelly fruit on the branches above his head. It was green, full and huge. There must be a lot of pectin in it!

”What can I eat? Isn't it medicine? ” Chang Hao was surprised. He had known the fruit for several years and never knew it could be eaten. Instead, he had seen doctor Yu pick it for medicine.

Yu Qingze finally picked the fruit at the top and explained with a smile: ”many medicinal materials are edible in themselves.”

”Oh, is it delicious?” Chang Hao is most concerned about this question, ”will there be a smell of medicine?”

Yu Qingze poked him on the forehead, smiled and scolded, ”snack goods, if there is a smell of medicine, you won't eat it?”

Chang Hao touched his forehead with a smile and said brazenly, ”if it's delicious, a little medicine smell can still be tolerated!”

Yu Qingze smiled and turned to pick the fruit.

Chang Hao doesn't look for fungus anymore. Anyway, if he can't find it, he might as well pick this wild fruit. There are so many in front of him that he doesn't have to bother to find it.

They picked a pile. Yu Qingze looked at it and went to Grandpa Chang and Changle with Chang Hao.

Grandpa Chang and Changle were surprised when they picked the fruit, but since Yu Qingze said he could eat, it was estimated that he could eat. Anyway, Yu Qingze pointed to the grass on the ground and said he could make delicious food. They would not doubt it and would eat it with a smile.

Grandpa Chang and Changle picked up a lot of fungi, which could add up to three or four kilograms, and poured them into one dung dustpan. Yu Qingze and Chang Hao put the picked jelly fruit in another dung dustpan.

Several people returned home full of harvest.

There is no need to avoid eating on the Chinese New Year's day. Another custom is to eat ducks. The homonym of ”pressing” means to suppress ghosts.

Yesterday grandpa bought a duck from the family in the same village.

After returning, it was near noon, and the family began to cook.

Chang Hao cooks and grandpa Chang kills ducks.

Yu Qingze first asked Chang Le to chop the chicken and blanch it, then put it into a large casserole with fir fungus, add ginger and garlic, put it on a small stove and let Chang Hao cook it. Then Changle went to wash the dishes. Yu Qingze began to pluck the duck feathers with Grandpa Chang.

The duck is handled, cut open, half of it is reserved for dinner, and the remaining half is prepared to make braised duck with ginger according to Yu Qingze's arrangement.

”Brother Le, you can do it today.” Yu Qingze said.

Chang Le looked at him and waved his hand, saying that he had never made a son ginger stewed duck, had never heard of the name of the dish, and had never seen Yu Qingze do it once, so he couldn't do it.

Yu Qingze pulled down his wrist and said, ”it's all right. I'll teach you. Just do what I say.”

Chang Le hesitated.

Yu Qingze pointed to his left hand and said, ”I can't lift my arm.”

Chang Le nodded immediately. It's also my carelessness. Brother Yu is a patient now. How can he cook? He's a little sorry on his face.

Yu Qingze smiled. In fact, his right hand was fine. There was no problem cooking with one hand, but he wanted to see Changle do it once.

Moreover, if you want to have good cooking, it is certain to practice more at ordinary times. However, with the material conditions of the world now, there is no way for Changle to take food to practice by himself. Yu Qingze only teaches him step by step. It is not only learning but also practicing, killing two birds with one stone.

Yu Qingze didn't start the whole process from the cutting of duck meat. He just dictated to Changle to do it.

Over there, the chicken stewed in front of the stove has begun to smell, gurgling, mixed with the strong aroma of fir fungus, which smells like drooling.

”How fragrant!” While burning the fire, Chang Hao put his probe close to the casserole and sucked the aroma. It was delicious and sweet.

Chang Le smacks his mouth and is hungry.

”Xiao Hao, the fire is too big. Turn it down, or the soup will dry in a moment.” Yu Qingze saw the soup over there pushing the lid open and quickly reminded Chang Hao.

”Oh, good.” Chang Hao quickly pulled out two firewood. His brother likes soup very much. If there is no soup, he won't have to drink.

Here, under the guidance of Yu Qingze, Changle cut the duck into pieces and sliced ginger and red pepper. Then boil the water, blanch the duck, wash the blood foam and drain the water. In another oil pan, saute ginger and garlic slices, then pour the duck into the pot and stir fry until golden, put the sub ginger slices and stir fry well, then put soy sauce, white vinegar and wine in turn, and finally put water over the duck meat. After boiling, turn to medium and low heat for stewing. Finally, when there is a little soup left, put salt and red pepper slices, stir fry the juice, sprinkle scallion, and it's ready.

After loading the plate, Changle looked at the stewed duck with ginger in the bowl. The duck meat was golden and shiny. The ginger was soaked in soup. The bright red pepper slices and green scallions enriched the color. It looked very appetizing.

I made it myself. With a smile on his face, Chang Le took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Yu Qingze for him to taste.

Yu Qingze took the chopsticks, put a small piece of duck into his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, then stretched out a thumb and said, ”well, it tastes good.”

In fact, the taste is different from what he cooked, but it's very good for the first time. He is also happy to see Chang Le's happy expression and wants to make him happy.

Chang Le heard the speech, his eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth bent up, and contentedly put the bowl of food on the table on the other side.

I'm happy to be recognized by master.

”You have one, too.” With that, Yu Qingze changed his chopsticks, picked up a piece of duck and naturally handed it to Changle's mouth.