Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

   "It's okay, it's just that I feel a little sleepy after eating." People tend to get sleepy when they are full. This is not a problem with her alone. Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as a "lunch break"!

  So Zhou Yi would not doubt anything if he made such an excuse.

   "Daughter-in-law, go back and rest first! I'll read the rest." Zhou Yi reached out and rubbed Song Xi's hair, saying lovingly.

  Song Xi nodded, and went back to the room to rest. As soon as she entered the room, she immediately went to the book section of the supermarket to read the planting book. It said that there are many types of vegetables that can be planted in December.

  However, early spring cucumbers, early spring zucchini, early spring beans, and early spring tomatoes are grown in greenhouses. There is no way to build vegetable greenhouses in this place for the time being.

  So Song Xi took coriander, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, four-season lettuce, four-season leek, four-season coriander, seaweed moss, and sweet barley.

  In addition, I also took several kinds of wild vegetables, such as purslane, dandelion, golden lily, shepherd's purse, plantain, and noodle dishes.

   There are 12,000 seeds in a pack of purslane, and Song Xi took a pack.

  Dandelion seeds come in a pack of 3,000 seeds, and Song Xi took four packs.

   There are 1,200 golden cauliflower seeds in a pack, and Song Xi took ten packs.

   Shepherd's purse seeds came in a pack of 3,000 seeds, and Song Xi took four packs.

   There are 10,000 noodle seeds in a pack, and Song Xi only took one pack.

  Psyllium seed packaging did not say how many seeds, but only how many grams, Song Xi took five bags directly.

   After Song Xi took the seeds, he unpacked them and replaced them with transparent packaging bags. Afraid that he would forget the varieties, he wrote down their varieties on the packaging bags with an oil-based pen.

  After that, she put the seeds she picked out and put them where she could get them easily, and then she went out of the supermarket and lay down to rest.

  Not long after she closed her eyes, Song Xi felt a big hand scratching her face.

  She knew that Zhou Yi loved her, but she didn't expect to love her so much that she couldn't put it down, which made her feel a bit exaggerated.

   "Brother Yi, don't make trouble, I'm really sleepy." Song Xi grabbed Zhou Yi's hand, leaned his cheek against his hand, and pressed his palm under his face.

   "Don't bother you, you can sleep peacefully! I will go out after a short rest." Zhou Yi looked at her with a smile, and he couldn't get enough of her.

  He felt that he had exhausted all the luck in his life to meet Song Xi.

   Whenever he hesitated when the matchmaker approached him, he would pass by Song Xi.

  So now he feels very happy.

  In the afternoon, Xu Yunying brought over the processed snails. Seeing the potato chips drying in the yard, she was a little curious, "Xiaoxi, are the potato chips delicious after drying like this?"

   "It's delicious, and it's very chewy! It's not a problem to keep the potato chips dried in this way for several years." Song Xi poured the snails into the wooden basin, and then poured it in with a bucket of well water.

  Hearing Song Xi said that it is not a problem to store potato chips for a few years, Xu Yunying suddenly remembered the drought a few years ago.

   At that time, the leaves and grass roots were eaten up by people. If there were potato chips to eat, so many people would not starve to death.

  Xu Yunying immediately asked, "Xiaoxi, how are these potato chips made? Can they be cut into slices and dried?"

"Clean, peel and slice, and finally blanch, dry and store in a sealed container. Soak the potato chips in warm water for three hours before eating, and then you can make them." Song Xi shared her experience without hesitation. .

  Fresh potatoes will germinate and become moldy and inedible after being stored for a long time, and they will not taste good after drying out. Although sun-dried potato chips are different from fresh potatoes in terms of weight, they can be stored for a longer period of time.

  Song Xi also understands that Xu Yunying also wants to plan ahead. After all, farming depends entirely on the weather. If the weather is good, the harvest will be higher, and if the weather is bad, there will be no harvest.

   And if you are fully prepared, you don't have to be afraid of bad weather.

  No matter when, farmers are the most difficult.

  Because it is either dry or flooded, it is simply impossible to have a truly smooth weather.

  There is a rainy season in spring and summer, and it is rainy in winter. The life of farmers is really difficult.

   "Xiaoxi, thank you!" Xu Yunying thanked, scholars are well-informed and know a lot.

   "Aunt Yunying, I should thank you. From now on, I will send you fifty catties of snails every morning."

  Fifty cents a day, 15 yuan a month, plus the 5 yuan issued on the 9th of each month, Xu Yunying's family can have a monthly income of 20 yuan, which is almost catching up with the income of urban workers.

And Xu Yunying thought the same way. Seeing the hope, her whole body became sunny, "Xiaoxi, where does your classmate live? Do you want me to help you deliver the snails to others? This way you don't have to be in such a hurry gone."

   "Thank you very much for Aunt Yunying's kindness, but my classmates don't need others to give them to them. They are doing the kind of work of purchasing, and they need to run around. When they come to our neighborhood, they will come and get them by themselves."

  Xu Yunying's kindness moved Song Xi very much.

  But she could only refuse, otherwise where would she go to become some classmates?

  After Xu Yunying went back, Song Xi cleaned the snails again, fished them out and put them in a brand new bamboo basket. When it came to the stove, he boiled hot water to blanch all the snails, and then began to prepare various seasonings.

  On the dining table in the stove house, there is a saucer of water, each of which is filled with the condiments that need to be used.

  After everything was prepared, Song Xi started to heat up the pot. After the bottom of the pot was hot, he put a tablespoon of oil into the pot and put the ingredients in to fry until fragrant.

  Sliced ​​ginger, chopped garlic, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, grass fruit, dried chili, bean paste, and a small lump of hot pot base are fried together to make red oil.

  Pour about ten catties of snails into it, stir-fry for a while, add salt, chicken essence, oil consumption, light soy sauce, soy sauce, and cooking wine to season and stir-fry evenly.

  Add a can of beer, a bowl of water, cover the pot and continue to simmer.

  Although the big iron pot used in the countryside is not small, it can’t cook 50 catties of snails at once.

  So it can only be made in one pot and one pot. Anyway, the snails are cooked quickly, and it can be out of the pot in twenty minutes.

  Fifty catties of snails can be cooked in less than an hour and a half.

  After the snails came out of the pot, Song Xi put the snails on a clean dustpan, drained the soup, and then poured them into glass jars with a spoon.

   There is no soup, no seasoning that weighs the scale, it is all genuine snails.

   When doing business, you must not be short-changed, otherwise how can the business continue?

  She would rather add one or two more than lose a few grams and smash her own brand.

  Filled up a can, Song Xi weighed it with an electronic scale in the supermarket. Even the cans together are a pound or two, so there is no problem with the weight.

   From now on, I will do it every day, and fill up the batch of glass jars that Wen Qiang bought for her, and then I can sell them to Wen Qiang.