activa-t Chapter 429: Boiled Corn
Chapter 429: Boiled Corn
When they returned home, Lao Yang saw that they had brought back so many Wumi and asked cheerfully, "Have you finished all the hunting?"
Gu Qingqing smiled and nodded. "We have already harvested all the corn in the corn field. We will go check on the sorghum field in a couple of days."
"Send them over in a couple of days. The work they are doing will be finished in the next two days. It will be inconvenient for you to go with a big belly."
Old Yang picked up the bamboo basket that Gu Qingqing had placed on the ground. He first lowered his head to look at a white spot under the grass in the basket, and then his expression became distressed. "This whole basket is full? How many corn cobs will be ruined."
Gu Qingqing coughed lightly, smiled at him awkwardly, and then whispered, "Uncle Yang, it's not all black rice cobs. There are also some corns with full seeds that I picked. I'll cook them and eat them later."
Gu Qingqing looked at Old Yang's face and saw expressions of astonishment, heartache, regret, and relief with a forced smile. She was afraid that Old Yang might be familiar with her.
Pretending to look around, he looked at Wen Shengxi in the kitchen. His face lit up and he said to Old Yang, "Uncle Yang, you must be tired after a day of classes. Go and have a rest. You can eat later."
After saying that, he quickly walked towards the kitchen carrying the bamboo basket.
She firmly believed that as long as she walked fast, Old Yang's voice would not reach her ears.
Old Yang looked at her back as she fled in a hurry, and he didn't know whether he should feel sorry for Yu Mai or say that she was a lover of fresh food. So the familiar words he wanted to say never came out in the end. They turned into a sigh and disappeared in the wind.
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After living here for half a month, although Gu Zhuangzhuang would come here every now and then, she was still a little worried and went home some time ago.
Similarly, with the start of classes at Old Yang's private school, the three older children in the family were once again confined to the classroom.
And what about Wen Shengxi?
During this time, she taught everyone in the backyard how to make soap. Especially Geng Chunhua, who was brought up by Gu Qingqing. So after going to school at home, Wen Shengxi withdrew from the soap workshop and focused on helping with cooking and taking care of Wen Nuan and Gu Qi.
At this moment, millet porridge was cooking in the pot. Seeing that the time was almost up, she placed a steaming rack in the pot, picked up a dozen steamed buns and put them on it to steam, and then placed the two bowls of egg liquid on the steaming rack.
Wen Shengxi's hands were burned by the heat from the pot and he was wringing his hands, but he caught a glimpse of Gu Qingqing coming in with a bamboo basket.
She hurriedly went to greet him, "Sister, what are you carrying? Give it to me if it looks heavy."
Gu Qingqing said "It's okay" but she still snatched the bamboo basket from her hand. "There's a layer of grass on top and a few black rice cobs underneath. I'll cook them later. The rest are fresh corns. I'll pick the ripe ones and break them off. Boil water on the other stove and cook the corn."
As Gu Qingqing was talking, Wen Shengxi, a century-old merchant, had already dug out the grass. She carefully took out the black rice cobs and placed them on the dining table. She poured the remaining green-skinned and hard-skinned corn directly onto the grass she had just dug out.
"Sister, are you sure it's edible now? Isn't it said to turn yellow when ripe? The skin isn't yellow either." Wen Shengxi asked in confusion.
Gu Qingqing smiled gently, "You are talking about old corn, today I have tender corn, I don't know if it tastes good, you go add water to the pot, I will peel it."
Wen Shengxi said "Oh" and then turned to the side of the kitchen vat, picked up the ladle and started to add water to the pot. When she was halfway through, she turned around and asked, "Sister, how much water do you want to add?"
"Let's do half first. Put the corn in later. If you feel that there is not enough water, just add more." Gu Qingqing sat on the stool and said this while her hands quickly tore off the green skin on the corn cob.
The peeled green skin made a unique rustling sound, revealing a layer of soft skin with a slightly lighter green color inside. As she grabbed another layer of skin and pulled it, this time the yellow corn seeds inside, which were slightly yellow but soft enough to burst, leaked out.
After removing some wisps from the corn, Gu Qingqing placed the corn in the bowl on the table.
After all the corn was peeled, Wen Shengxi put the corn in the pot, added some water as the water was low, then covered the pot tightly, went to the big stove to get a burning firewood, and then picked up a few thinner dry firewood and stuffed them into the stove.
By the time everyone's millet porridge was ready, the corn in the pot here was also cooked. The aroma of the cooked corn overflowed from the steaming lid of the pot, attracting a few children who had been paying attention to this side to come over immediately.
"Mom, this tastes so good." Wen Xin came over and said.
"Mom, I can smell it, is it ready to eat?" Wenrou said.
Gu Qingqing smiled and took the opportunity to push the bamboo basket full of corn to Wenrou, "Go take this outside and feed it to the donkey. When you come back, the corn will be ready to eat."
The weight of the bamboo basket was enough for Wenrou to lift. When Wenrou was about to drag it, Li Xin, who came in from outside, snatched it away and said, "I'll go."
"The corn still needs to simmer in the pot for a while."
"Then I'll go with Brother Daxin." Wenrou said and ran out.
"Shengxi, put some cold water in a large basin and put the corn in the cold water to rinse it so that it won't burn your mouth when you eat it. By the way, what are you going to have for dinner?" Seeing that the pot was about to be freed, Gu Qingqing asked Wen Shengxi.
"Sister, originally there was only one fried eggplant tonight, and the rest was pickled vegetables. But sister brought back so much black rice, I will make one fried black rice later."
Gu Qingqing raised her eyebrows after hearing this, "You really know how to save food for me. Okay, you are the manager of the kitchen, we will eat whatever you cook."
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"Uncle Yang, don't think about breaking the corn cobs and leaving them for anyone to eat. They are broken according to the number of people in the family, not one more or one less, one for everyone." Gu Qingqing saw Old Yang breaking a corn cob into two pieces and putting one piece in the bowl on their table, and she immediately followed suit.
There was no food on the dinner table at home that night. Except for little Gu Qi in Xiaocao's arms and little Nuannuan next to Shengxi, everyone else had a cigarette in their hands.
"Sister-in-law, this corn is really delicious. How did you find out that corn can be cooked and eaten like this?" Zhao Bei couldn't stop talking even when eating corn.
Gu Qingqing tasted the white corn which was far inferior to the one she remembered. Although she thought it was not as delicious as before, her mouth was still crunching the food.
She said in a slurred voice, "There's no need to find out. As long as you want to eat, you'll always find a way."
"Hehe, you still have more ways."
"Uncle Zhao Bei, I think boiled corn is delicious too." Wenrou joined the chat.
"It's delicious." said Li Xin.
A corn may look like nothing on it, but it makes everyone feel extra full today.
After cleaning up the table, Zhao Bei approached Gu Qingqing with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I won't go to town later. My head is itchy now. Do you have any shampoo? Give me some so I can wash my hair."
slap~
"Why do you need shampoo for those two hairs on your head? Can't you just rub them with the soap your sister-in-law gave you?" Zhao Bei was kicked on the butt again. This time it was not Zhao Dong, but Zhao Nan.
Wen Shengxi, who was standing next to him, saw Zhao Bei being beaten again and inexplicably wanted to laugh.