Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

The village head believed Lin and said that if it worked, it would definitely get rid of the locusts.

However, if we only eliminate the locusts in Xiahe Village, there is no guarantee that there will not be locusts flying in from other places, so this matter still needs to be reported to the county magistrate.

"This can't wait. I'm going into town now."

The village head looked at the sky and was about to change his clothes, but Lin stopped him.

"Based on my experience, most of the locusts in the cage will be infected by tomorrow. Why not wait and see the results tomorrow? If there is any effect, I will send another batch of infected locusts to the county magistrate."

The village head slapped his forehead and said, "I'm so happy I'm confused. Right, right, right. Let's go tomorrow."

If he ran over now with nothing to his name, he would surely be scolded by the county magistrate.

When Lin came over, she brought some chicks with her. They were jumping around in the basket. If it weren't for their dirty feathers, the head of the village would have thought that Lin had secretly replaced the chickens.

The village head thought for a moment and said, "Come with me to the county government office tomorrow. I heard that many people have died from chicken plague in the city. Who knows, your folk remedy might be useful to others."

There is chicken plague and locusts, and Cheng Liang's wife will be rewarded with several acres of land this time.

The village head rubbed his hands happily.

Lin agreed, but if she was going into the city tomorrow, she had to go home and prepare some things.

The woman in the yard was very skillful and had already processed five cages of locusts while she was talking.

After Lin looked at them one by one, she returned home with peace of mind.

Cui Zhaozhao went to the fields, Cui Jingwen was busy copying the last few pages of the book, and Xiaoliu took Dahei to play somewhere. As soon as Lin returned home, she was pestered by the four little guys.

The food at home is good, but even though I’m out of confinement, I haven’t lost any weight. Instead, I’m getting fatter than the other.

Lin took the milk from the cupboard and poured it into a bowl to get rid of them temporarily.

Now that we have the kelp, we can make a batch of pickles.

After the wakame had been soaked in water overnight, its slightly bitter and salty taste had faded a lot. Lin took out two pieces and cut them into thin strips.

Apart from the saltiness, kelp itself has no taste. If you want to marinate it, you must first cut the strips into extremely thin strips.

It is easy to say but difficult to do.

The surface of kelp is smooth and covered with a layer of mucus, so every time you cut it, there will always be a few centimeters of deviation.

Even though Lin had been cooking for decades, he was still sweating profusely while cutting.

After clumsily cutting half a basin of kelp, Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she feel a slight pain in her wrist, which was also slightly red.

If you want to make money from kelp, it seems difficult to cut it like this with just your hands.

Lin was boiling water in the pot and thinking about a solution while blanching the water.

"Mom, you're back so soon." Cui Zhaozhao came back from outside.

When the village head asked the villagers to catch locusts, she had nothing to do. Seeing the yard full of locusts, she found an excuse and left. She thought her mother would not be home until dark.

"I've agreed with the village head to go into town together tomorrow. You and your brother promised to make pickles for them, so I'll come back and take care of it."

The water in the pot just boiled and the shredded kelp was swirling in the pot.

There was a smell of sea water in the steam.

Cui Zhaozhao looked at the seaweed carefully. The original dark green color gradually faded and finally turned into a crisp green.

Lin counted the time and fished out the shredded kelp.

The blanching time should not be too long or too short. If it is too long, it will taste old, while if it is too short, it will taste bitter.

Lin put the skirt silk in the cold water beside her and rinsed it.

"I'll try it."

Cui Zhaozhao picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.