Traveling through ancient times, I led my family to prosperity

"Mom, my dad has been craving for elm seed cakes these past two days, so why don't we just make this for lunch?" Xiao Lan said.

These days, Xiaowen, Xiaohu and others followed Mr. Huang to the provincial capital. She was worried about him, so she cooked in a perfunctory manner.

There are no leaves on the elm tree yet, only clusters of tender yellow elm seeds, which are now at their most fresh and delicious.

"Okay." Zhang nodded.

Xiaolan and Xiaoting both liked to eat elm seeds. Seeing that Zhang agreed, they smiled and picked up the baskets and went to the elm forest in the village.

"Be careful, only pick what you can reach, and don't climb trees." Seeing the two sisters running away, Zhang hurriedly reminded them.

It is actually very simple to pick elm seeds. You just need to hold the branch by the top and pull it with your hands. The elm seeds can be easily pulled off. Although this is convenient, the elm seeds pulled off are not clean. The bark and other debris will be pulled off with them, and it takes time to pick them out. The young old man thinks it is better to pick them directly with his hands.

So the two sisters started to pick elm seeds. Xiao Lan picked and put a bunch of elm seeds into her mouth. In this era, there is no pollution, and you can eat them raw without washing them, and you don't have to worry about getting an upset stomach afterwards.

After the two sisters picked a basket of elm seeds, they went home together. At this time, Zhang had already kneaded the dough and was putting it on the kang to cook. In order to make the elm seed cake taste better, Zhang used a mixture of bean flour and white flour.

After adding a little water to the elm seeds, they will be mixed into the dough. After mixing them well, Zhang took the basin to the kitchen.

Cabbage, pork and tofu are stewed in the iron pot in the kitchen. The pot is boiling, and this is the best time to make pancakes.

Sticking pancakes was a common meal for farmers, which was similar to the modern practice of sticking a circle of pancakes around the pot when eating goose stewed in an iron pot.

Zhang put the basin on the stove, grabbed a piece of dough with one hand, fiddled with it with both hands, and then stuck it to the iron pan with a snap. The dough stuck to the iron pan.

Zhang's pancakes are round in shape, uniform in size, and moderate in thickness. Zhang's craftsmanship is good, so the pancakes he makes will not slide down. If his craftsmanship is poor, the pancakes will not be able to hang on the wall of the iron pan, but will slide down the iron pan into the pot.

If the pancake slips to the bottom of the pot, it will stain the food in the pot, ruining the taste of the food. The pancake will also not taste good if it is soaked.

After Zhang had made a circle of pancakes, she covered the pot and continued to burn the fire in the pot. When the fire was boiled again, the pancakes were cooked. Zhang's cooking skills were excellent. The dough in her pot was just right. After making the pancakes, there was no leftover.

After you finally wait for the pot to boil, you cannot lift the lid immediately. You need to use the residual fire at the bottom of the pot to warm it for a while. Then the pot of soup, vegetables and rice is ready.

Although the meal was simple, it only had one dish of cabbage, pork and tofu stew, one dish of leek fried eggs, and the highlight was the hot elm seed pancake. This was Xiaolan's favorite. Although she said she wanted to eat elm seed pancake in the name of her father, Zhang, who knew her daughter's taste, knew that this was what she wanted to eat.

The green elm seeds mixed in the pancakes made the color of the pancakes look very beautiful. Xiao Lan couldn't help but take a deep breath. The aroma of bean flour and the sweet aroma of elm seeds immediately filled her face. Xiao Lan didn't care about the heat and immediately picked up a pancake and took a big bite. Although the elm seed pancake tasted a bit rough, it couldn't hide its fragrance.

Xiao Lan did not pick up her chopsticks to eat the vegetables. Instead, she picked up the green onion and, imitating Sheng Xuan's behavior, dipped the green onion in soybean paste. She took a bite of elm seed cake and a bite of green onion dipped in soybean paste, and she was very satisfied with the meal.

Xiaolan's family has a cellar, and they store some cabbage and radishes in it. Of course, there are also some dried radishes left. These are all eaten as vegetables at home before the new vegetables come in.

"We must pickle some mustard greens this year. I miss them so much." Zhang Shanfeng said.

"Yeah, I like it too." Xiao Lan immediately agreed.

"You guys are not picky about food and are easy to feed." Zhang said with a smile.

The family conditions were better, so the food was naturally not bad, but both adults and children in their family still maintained their previous eating habits. They were not disgusted by the food they had eaten in their hard times, but often wanted to eat it. This made Zhang and Shen, who were cooking, feel very accomplished. Anyway, the family would eat whatever they cooked, and they never picked and chose. There was nothing more enjoyable for a chef than this.

It's not that they are not picky, it's just that Zhang and Shen's cooking skills are so good that no matter what food they cook, they can make it delicious. Around the Qingming Festival, it rained a few times, and the land and vegetables in Xiaolan's farm were watered thoroughly. Shengjia Village is about to get busy again, and the annual spring planting is about to begin.

Because the family hired a farmhand, they also bought two mules and two plows. During the spring ploughing season, Sheng Xuan only needed to come over to instruct them on how to farm and what crops to plant. The farmhand would do the rest with the farmhands hired by the family.

This year, Xiaolan's family still planted beans, millet and wheat. Early in the morning, Shengxuan followed the long-term and short-term workers to the fields, pulling two plows. Because the family hired long-term and short-term workers this year, Zhang and Shen only needed to take Xiaoting, Xiaoyan and Xiaolan home to cook, and the farm work could be left to the long-term workers.

However, because they were concerned about things in the fields, Zhang, Xiaoting and Xiaolan still planned to go to the fields to take a look.

When Xiao Lan arrived, the farmhands had already started planting wheat. Xiao Lan walked to the field, picked up a ladle and scooped a ladle of wheat seeds, and followed the plow to sow the seeds. The plow was pulled by a mule and horse, and the plowing was very fast. The division of labor between the farmhands and the temporary workers was clear, and the wheat was planted very neatly.

Zhang and Xiaoting were not idle either, they also went to the fields to help with the work.

Because there is enough labor in the family now, Sheng Xuan is afraid that his mother and two daughters will be tired, so he doesn't plan to let them work in the fields.

"We'll just help for a while, just to experience it, and then we'll go home." Zhang said with a smile.

This piece of land was bought before and is not on the farm, so the surrounding area is full of farmers in the village. When they saw Xiaolan's family growing wheat, many people came to ask Shengxuan about it.

After working for a long while, the animals also needed to drink some water and take a break. Sheng Xuan asked the permanent and temporary workers to stop and take a break, while he walked to the end of the field and chatted with the people who came to see the scene.

"Old Third, are you planting wheat in this field?" An old man was an experienced farmer, so he naturally knew wheat. "Planting wheat is good. I've been to the south, where they grow wheat. The climate there is similar to ours. Maybe we can grow wheat here, too."

"Third brother, no one in our family has ever grown wheat. If you can really grow it, it will be the first in our area. How did you come up with this idea of ​​growing wheat?"

"It was my daughter's idea. She went to Quanshui Town and Xingyuan Prefecture. She visited many places along the way. When she came back, she said she wanted to plant wheat." Sheng Xuan answered honestly.

"Well, well, third brother, you really gave birth to an amazing daughter," the old man gave a thumbs up and praised, "If this wheat can grow well, you must leave some wheat seeds for my family, and I will plant it next year."

"That's right, third brother. Your daughter said she can grow crops, so I think this thing will be successful. Although your daughter is young, her vision and experience are much better than ours."

Sheng Xuan was also quite proud of everyone praising his daughter. "After the wheat is harvested this fall, we'll see how the harvest is. If the harvest is good, then we can plant crops on all the land here."

"Old Third, you are an open-minded person with a good heart. You are paving the way for us all."

Because several people gathered together, other people saw them and came over to ask.

In this era, most farmers have never been to school, and even few can read. Therefore, their thinking is relatively closed. What crops they plant in the fields is just the same as what the previous generation has planted. They plant what crops have been passed down from generation to generation, and they never think about changing. Now Shengxuan has taken the lead and planted wheat that has never been planted in the local area. Therefore, everyone is very curious. If this wheat can really be planted, it is estimated that many people will follow suit.