A Farm Girl Traveling Through Time: Raising a Stunning Husband

The two of them peeled the bamboo shoots in the two baskets as quickly as possible. Because the baskets were full and could not fit much onion, garlic, Sichuan peppercorns, they just took a few and put them in the gaps in the baskets.

On the way to the river, Shen Wu asked Gu Zhou for his opinion: "I think we should pick more Sichuan peppercorns and Sichuan peppercorns. I can grind them into powder after drying them, or just keep them. It would be a waste of time if we keep some in stock and then deal with them when they are used up."

Gu Zhou took her as far upstream as possible, as the villagers here would not often see them: "Okay, I'll go pick them after lunch. Do you need anything else?"

"Let's do it together. I'll see what we can do then. I really can't think of anything we can do right now."

"Row"

When they reached the river, Gu Zhou wanted to help her take off the backpack, but he didn't expect her to reach out to help him first.

The two of them helped each other take down the backpacks, put the bamboo shoots in the baskets into the fast-flowing river, and then started from one basket and took the bamboo shoots out.

When I was going out to pick up the bamboo shoots, I met my aunt who was washing vegetables by the river.

Because Shen Wu didn't know anyone, he was concentrating on rubbing the bamboo shoots one by one in the field and didn't notice anyone coming.

After Gu Zhou finished helping her, he saw that the bamboo shoots were still a little old, so he said, "I'll go back and get the machete. Please wait for a moment."

"Hey, go slowly on the road." Shen Wu didn't even raise his head, rubbing every crevice on the bamboo shoot roots carefully.

Gu Zhou walked back with the hoe, hurrying home.

The aunt who was washing vegetables earlier watched downstream for a while and finally came over here: "Yuwa, are you going to sell buns?"

Shen Wu was stunned, stopped what she was doing, and looked at the person who spoke. She didn't know him and had never seen him before.

Not wanting to be bothered too much, Shen Wu turned on the social mode: "No, these bamboo shoots are prepared to be dried."

I don't know what the aunt was thinking. She looked at the bamboo shoots in her hand and then looked at her and said: "These bamboo shoots are not delicious when dried. They are very grinding."

Shen Wu didn't know what she was planning, but could only respond in an irrelevant conversation: "What are you washing here?" As she spoke, she looked at the basket that her aunt had placed on the shore.

“Just some wild vegetables, nothing special”

As he was speaking, Gu Zhou looked over with a knife in hand. When he saw the person coming, he quickly greeted her, "Aunt from the third room is here to wash things too."

When Li Sanfang saw Gu Zhou coming, he didn't ask any more questions. He chatted with him for a few words and then left with the food.

Shen Wu seemed to be completely oblivious to what was happening outside, and was only focused on peeling the bamboo shoots. She used a flattened stone to cut off the old part of the bamboo shoot root bit by bit.

Gu Zhou helped her throw the cut old roots into the water, letting the turbulent current carry them away.

After washing all the bamboo shoots, the two of them carried their things back home. Gu Zhou held the machete that he had insisted on taking home himself.

"What did the third aunt ask you just now?" Gu Zhou asked seriously.

Shen Wu couldn't figure this out either: "She came over and asked me if I was washing bamboo shoots for selling buns."

"So what do you say?"

Shen Wu stepped into the courtyard, went into the kitchen, and took off their things: "I said we should prepare some dried bamboo shoots."

Seeing that Gu Zhou also looked confused, Shen Wu explained: "Maybe he is just curious?"

Gu Zhou had no idea either.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. How about you help me cut the meat? Let's hang the fat and cut it together with the lard. I'll make new oil later." Shen Wu interrupted his thoughts.

"Are you going to eat the vegetables you bought for lunch today?" Gu Zhou asked when he saw the vegetable basket in the corner.

"Yes! I almost forgot." Shen Wu quickly put down the knife in his hand and went over to pick up some vegetables: "This is delicious when fried with garlic. I'll go wash it. Do you know how to cut the lard?"

Gu Zhou naturally knew how to do it. He had learned it for a few days when he went to work in town as a helper. Later, when his father came back from hunting, he would also help: "I know how to do it. You can just go and wash the vegetables."

Shen Wu nodded, took the vegetable basket and went to the yard.

Although it is autumn and it has only rained a few days ago, it is still a bit hot once the sun comes out. But there is no good light in the kitchen, so it is better to pick vegetables in a place with high brightness.

Shen Wu quickly processed the water spinach. She really didn't expect to see water spinach at the end of autumn. However, perhaps because it was planted late and the season had passed, the water spinach was only as long as the base of the palm to the highest point of the finger.

She is not picky when it comes to food. The water spinach she bought came with roots, as the roots are not edible. She broke off all the ones that were underground and could not be pinched and threw them away, then picked out the soft and yellow leaves and started washing them.

She stopped after washing the vegetables three or four times, put them in a drain basket, and took the unwanted vegetables on the ground to the two kinds of pheasants as food.

This chicken has been eating vegetable leaves these days since I picked it up. There is nothing else to feed it at home, so the vegetable leaves will definitely be enough.

After washing the vegetables and returning home, Gu Zhou first singed the hair off the pig skin with the stove fire, then quickly cut out the fat, put it together with the bought fat, and cut it into pieces of meat that were slightly smaller than mahjong.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back"

Gu Zhou said as he was busy.

"You don't have to rush. I'll prepare the ingredients first." Shen Wu grabbed a handful or two of the green onion and ginger that he had washed when washing the bamboo shoots and put them into the bowl. He also grabbed a small handful of the Sichuan and Sichuan peppercorns that he had broken off. Because they had been soaked in water, a slight pinch would leave smelly water marks on his fingers.

Although the lard looked like a lot, Gu Zhou worked quickly and had already put the cut pieces of meat together and taken them to the stove.

"Let me try it this time?" Gu Zhou asked uncertainly.

"Okay...then you try it." Shen Wu was very much in favor of children learning life skills, and it would be even better if he took the initiative to suggest it.

Shen Wu was not so reassured. When he broke the water spinach into two pieces with his hands, he still paid attention to him.

Gu Zhou exactly replicated the steps of making lard that she had done that day. Since it was her first time, she was completely focused on the lard boiling in the pot.

Shen Wu borrowed the fire from his stove to light another stove, and because he was not in a hurry to use it, he only put a piece of firewood in it.

She originally planned to roll the noodles first, but when she saw her younger brother's minced meat, she thought about it and decided to make some minced meat and vegetable pancakes for the child.

The little brother has grown teeth and is not small anymore. Although she has never taken care of a child around one year old in modern times, she recalled the videos she had seen and knew that children nowadays are already able to eat these.

Thinking of this, Shen Wu took some water spinach and a wild onion, brought them to the chopping board, chopped both vegetables into small pieces, and put them into the bowl containing the chopped meat.

Remembering that there was some tofu left, she scooped out a piece from the big basin, about the size of two fists, and also cut it into small pieces.

Because it was prepared for my younger brother, I only put onion, ginger and some salt to remove the fishy smell.

Shen Wu picked out the green onions and ginger with chopsticks and put them in an unused bowl. She suddenly realized that there was no trash can at home...

It seems I have to find time to cut some bamboo and weave a bamboo trash can.

She used chopsticks to put the tofu foam in and mixed it again and again. Halfway through, she remembered that she had put so much tofu in it and was afraid that the meat patties would be too sweet. Shen Wu also put one third of salt in it before bringing it to the stove to fry.

The meat in Gu Zhou's pot was no longer as white and smooth as it was at the beginning. It was gradually becoming more and more like oily residue, which made Shen Wu feel a little greedy.

She recalled the spareribs she fried in modern times. They were flavorful and crispy, and she wanted to eat more. She vaguely remembered that day when she was frying food, she was full before she finished frying.