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Text Chapter 637: Reminiscing about hardships and thinking about sweet rice with money (two-in-one)

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    The two of them cuddled together and enjoyed it. Just as they were about to go back, they suddenly heard someone talking at the foot of the mountain.  Anyway, nothing happened, so Zhou Yu took Qingqing and continued walking down the mountain.  When the two of them got closer, they saw clearly that Aunt Kui and several aunts from the village were using bamboo hooks to pull elm coins in the elm forest.  Tiedaner Nannan and a group of little loli and little luotou were looking up at the branches excitedly with their big black eyes open, holding a large bunch of elm coins in their hands, and stuffing handfuls of elm coins into their mouths.  This season is the season for eating elm money. The thick old elm branches are hung with heavy elm money hangings on their heads. The strings of green and tender elm money make people greedy to see them.  Zhou Yu felt warm in his heart when he saw it. This elm money is a good thing. It was definitely one of his delicacies when he was a child. Even when he grows up, the food made from this elm money is an out-and-out delicacy.  "Hey, aren't these Er Gouzi and Qing Qing? Why are you here? Do you want to eat some money too?" Aunt Da Kui suddenly turned around and saw them, so she said with a smile.  "Aunt Kui, Aunt Zhang, and third sister-in-law, are you Gouyu Qian'er? Just now, Qingqing and I were strolling in the Xianyu Bay in front of us. When we heard some noise here, we came over to take a look. Why, we haven't seen each other in these years.  Have you forgotten this?" Zhou Yu said with a smile.  "Giggle Ergouzi, we in Zhoujia Village have forgotten everything, so we can't forget this one. You don't know what happened when you were children. These crops can't produce much food, and the spring is always green and yellow.  In March, your mother and I got the elm money here. Alas, the elm money was the life-saving food for us old farmers, but it was not as delicious as the elm money.  ? Besides, those things can't be used as food, right? Although the food in the village has been enough for you all these years, you still can't forget this thing. Just two days ago, you were greedy for money.  It¡¯s time to eat, but he, a grown-up man, is too embarrassed to come out to get it, so he asked me to hook some for him so that he can steam some Yuqian rice to satisfy his craving. Later, your brother Mantun also said he wanted to eat it, so I rushed to get your Aunt Zhang and your wife today.  Sister-in-law Shuisheng called us to get some together. By the way, Ergouzi, do you still like to eat Yuqian rice? If you like it, I will send you some after steaming it, so you can have a taste.  Said hehe.  "Thank you, Auntie. I had already forgotten about this piece of elm money. Fortunately, I met you today. I have to have a meal to satisfy my craving. But I still have many guests on the mountain, and the princes are all there, so I might as well  I¡¯ll get some more and take them back to my eldest uncle to make more and give them to the guests to try. You don¡¯t have to worry about me. If you¡¯re done, just go back to work. Uncle Zhang and Uncle Dakui will help me look after the greenhouse these days.  But I'm exhausted. I have to prepare the meal in time." Zhou Yu thanked me.  "Giggle Ergouzi, you guys are good at talking, but how dare you say they are tired after doing so little work? All they do all day long is skewer the melon fields, hoe and weed, etc. They are almost fat.  , and they can get so much salary every month. If they don¡¯t do it well, we old ladies won¡¯t agree. Okay, we¡¯re done. I won¡¯t bother you and Qingqing¡¯s world here.  I'll leave one for you, and I'll leave this hook for you too. Just put the hook here when you're done. Maybe we'll come back tomorrow," Aunt Dakui said cheerfully.  Zhou Yu and Qing Qing nodded.  After thanking these aunts and ladies, these people went back with a group of little carrot heads and little lolita laughing.  Qingqing raised her head and glanced at the woods.  Old elm trees tower into the sky, and the green, round and tender elm branches look really graceful and pure in the scene where the warm sun and spring breeze echo each other.  The strings of elm money hang all over the branches, like strings of frost and ice, which make the eyes dazzle and make people want to drool.  "Hey Zhou Yu, these elm coins look so beautiful, and they feel delicious. But are they really edible?" Qing Qing asked curiously with her eyes wide open.  "Haha, Qingqing, it seems that I have to teach you a lesson. "Elm pods are actually also called elm pods, which are the seeds of the elm tree. They are green and flaky when they stick out, bulging in the middle, and thin and tender green all around.  It¡¯s oblate and about the size of a penny. Because it looks like ancient hemp money, everyone calls it Yu Qian¡¯er. If you don¡¯t believe me, take a look.¡± Zhou Yu explained.  After saying that, he used the hook in his hand to hook a few large strings of elm money and handed one to Qingqing.  After listening to Zhou Yu's words, Qingqing took Yuqian'er and looked at it carefully, and said happily: "Hey, don't tell me, it really looks like ancient hemp money. It's so interesting. I'll try it too."  After finishing picking off a piece, he put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. The next moment he felt his mouth and tongue were filled with saliva and a sense of excitement.?The faint sweet fragrance spreads in the mouth.  Qingqing's beautiful eyes lit up, and she quickly picked a few more pieces and put them in her mouth.  Seeing Qing Qing's big move, Zhou Yu smiled and shook his head and said, "How about this thing? Is it delicious? Doesn't it feel crispy, sweet and soft, fragrant and refreshing? This thing is tender and sweet. It is best eaten raw.  It's refreshing. But it's not good to eat it like you do. You have to eat it in handfuls to feel good." After saying that, he picked up a bunch of elm coins in his hand and put them all into his mouth and chewed them.  Zhou Yu continued while chewing: "Qingqing, among the eight villages within ten miles, it is said that our Yuqian in Zhoujia Village is the most delicious. Our Yuqian here is big and thick, and tastes the purest. And apart from raw Yuqian,  It can also be mixed with various other grains to make many delicious dishes. For example, Yuqianer steamed rice, Yuqianer flatbread, Yuqianer porridge, Yuqianer fried sauce, etc. are my favorite.  Mom made Yuqian rice, haha, my mouth is watering just thinking about it now" As he spoke, Zhou Yu's thoughts returned to his childhood.  Every year when spring comes, all kinds of trees bloom under the caress of the spring breeze.  In this season, the elm trees bear strings of elm leaves, which are green and green.  Strings of elm coins became the children's expectations during those difficult years.  The elm tree begins.  The branches of the tree were first wrapped with brown plush threads, and within a few days the branches were covered with green caterpillars.  Then the tree seemed to be covered with jade sticks. When a slight breeze blew, the whole tree trembled slightly, as if it could not bear such a heavy load. Looking from a distance, the whole elm tree looked like a jade tree dressed up with jasper.  .  As time goes by, Yuqianer slowly turns from green to yellow, and then slowly from yellow to white.  On different days, the changes of the seasons are displayed.  When it is as white as a piece of tissue paper, if there is a gust of wind, the elm leaves will break away from their mother's body one after another and fall freely to where they want to go.  Then, put the seeds close to the thick soil and wait quietly for another germination.  If there is enough sunlight, air and water.  Each tiny seed brings another lush and beautiful spring.  Every spring when the elm leaves are at their freshest, Zhou Yu, his big brother Wu Laoer and his naughty tigers would talk to the adults at home, carry a small basket here, and climb up the tree like living monkeys.  Hang the basket on a branch.  First, I couldn't wait to push a handful into my mouth, and my teeth were full of fragrance.  Then, bathing in the morning sun and facing the breeze, I climbed to the highest branch of the tree, found a place where the elms were thickest, thickest and tenderest, and hung the basket on a thicker branch.  Then sit, ride or squat, shuttling among the elm trees.  Wait until the basket is full and there is no more space to hold it in.  Only a group of teenagers would reluctantly move down from the tree step by step.  Then Zhou Yu would run home with the basket and deliver it to his mother.  Whenever Wang Guilan receives a basket filled with elm coins from her son, she will always pick out the strings of elm coins with a smile, then take out a large basin, wash it several times with clean water, take it out and put it away.  onto the curtain and let the remaining water drain away slowly.  At this moment, Wang Guilan had already lit the firewood in the stove and boiled water in the big iron pot.  Then take out the cornmeal, add an appropriate amount of water and stir until it is not thin but not dry, just right.  When the water in the large iron pot started to steam, Wang Guilan put a large leak-proof curtain used for steaming bean buns into the pot, and then spread a large piece of gauze on top.  Then, sprinkle the cornmeal evenly on top according to the ratio of 90% cornmeal to 10% cornmeal.  Finally, sprinkle the drained elm seeds evenly onto the cornmeal, and then sprinkle some salt on top.  Once all this is done, cover the pot tightly.  The fire in the stove is getting hotter and hotter.  Waves of hot air came out from the cracks along the edge of the pot, mixed with the alluring fragrance, causing Zhou Yu to sniff hard, and saliva had already flowed down the corner of his unsatisfactory mouth.  In about twenty minutes, a pot of sweet and delicious Yuqianer rice came out.  The moment my mother opened the lid of the pot, the aroma filled the room.  At this time, Zhou Yu had already prepared a big bowl. Before his mother could fill it, he grabbed it and ate it hungrily.  After taking a few bites, the whole room and even the whole yard were filled with the rich and sweet aroma of Yuqianer rice!  In Zhou Yu's memory, it is definitely the most authentic, original and happiest taste in the world!  Seeing Zhou Yu become a little stupid as he spoke, Qingqing touched him gently and asked with concern: "Zhou Yu, what's wrong with you? Why did you lose your focus all of a sudden?" "Oh.  , I'm sorry, I remembered the time I used to eat Yuqian'er when I was a kid, and I suddenly got distracted. By the way, let's quickly hook up some more and ask my eldest uncle to make some for everyone to try, so that you can have a good meal.  " Qingqing had already been told that he was greedy. Hearing this, he immediately nodded happily, excitedly picked up the hook and went to hook the money.  By the way, this is also a technical job, if it doesn¡¯t work??This kind of hook is really not easy to use.  So Qingqing only hooked a few strings after two hooks.  Seeing Qingqing holding her little mouth and showing a cute look of refusing to admit defeat, Zhou Yu said with a smile: "Qingqing, it's your first time to use this kind of hook to hook several strings in such a short time. It's pretty good. I  When I first used this kind of hook when I was a kid, I was not as good as you. " "Geez you look so stupid, you can't even comfort people. How old am I now, are you still comparing me to you when you were a kid?" Qing Qingjiao said with a smile.  .  "Hahaha our family Qingqing is still smart. I really didn't expect this. But there are many people on the mountain today. If I use a hook, I don't know how long it will take. I might as well go up the tree and do it." "Wow.  , Can you climb such a tall tree?" Qingqing said a little doubtfully.  "Girl, what did you say? I obviously look down on your Ergou brother. No, I have to climb up even if you kill me today." Zhou Yu joked.  After finishing speaking, Zhou Yu spat into his hands, and then stretched out his waist under Qing Qing's mischievous eyes.  Holding the thick tree trunk with both hands, using hands and feet together with force, he climbed up to the big tree branch.  He moved a twig with his hand and dropped a bunch of elm coins down. Qingqing happily bent down to pick it up in the basket on his back. The two of them cooperated in a tacit understanding.  There was nothing on this thick old elm tree, just elm coins all over the tree. After throwing some down, Zhou Yu felt that it was enough, so he sat on the big tree branch and picked up a large handful of green and crystal elm coins and rubbed them in his mouth.  Chewed it loudly.  This Yu Qian is sweet and delicious, and still tastes fresh and crisp in memory.  After eating it, your mouth is still full of fragrance.  After eating the yuqian, Zhou Yu climbed down from the big tree and helped Qingqing pick up everything on the ground. Seeing that it was almost noon, the two of them happily carried the yuqian back to the mountain.  At this moment, Liu Qingshan and Zhou Dabiao were busy in the kitchen. One was chopping vegetables and the other was packing fish. They were having a great time.  Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu and Qing Qing walked in with a smile on their backs.  "Er Gouzi, why did you bring Qingqing here? Hey, what are you carrying?" Chef Liu asked curiously.  "Uncle. Qingqing and I got some elm money from the elm forest at the foot of the mountain. Later, you will make us a pot of elm money rice and let everyone try it at noon." "Oh, elm money? This is  Good stuff. It was only when I came to your place that I forgot about this. In the past, when did I have to cook two pots to satisfy my craving? By the way, don¡¯t be idle, go out and pick some.  Then wash it off. Our staple food for lunch today is Yuqian rice," Chef Liu said happily.  Next, Zhou Yu didn¡¯t use his elder brother¡¯s help. Instead, he and Qing Qing picked out the elm money and washed it and drained it.  After Chef Liu finished cooking other dishes, he steamed a large pot of Yuqian rice in a large iron pot.  At noon, everyone in this meal was so happy. Whether it is an old man or a young man, whether it is a city or a rural people, they are praised by this Yu Qian rice.  In particular, Taigong Li and his grandma burst into tears as they ate, saying that they had not eaten such authentic Yuqian rice in thirty-four years.  In a moment of excitement, tears filled his eyes.  I originally thought that a large pot of Yuqian rice would be enough to eat, but what I never expected was that before the dishes on the table were even touched, the bottom of the large pot of Yuqian rice was actually bottomed out.  Fortunately, there was still a lot of money left, so Chef Liu smiled and went into the kitchen to steam another pot.  In just thirty to minutes, another large bowl of fragrant Yuqian rice was served to everyone in anticipation.  Qingqing's colleagues, especially the beauties, have long lost their previous reserve. They grabbed the steaming Diyu Qian rice with their tender green hands and ate it without caring about their own image. They ate like a fool.  Huanshi.  After drinking and eating, everyone lay down on wicker chairs in front of the pond and basked in the sun, looking at the blue sky, white clouds, green trees and red flowers, smelling the fragrance all over the mountains and plains, and the fragrance of Yuqian rice still lingering in their mouths.  It's sweet and feels endlessly comfortable In the middle of the afternoon, Qingqing's colleagues reluctantly got into the car and headed back to the county town with the big watermelon, dragon carp and other local specialties that Zhou Yu gave everyone.  In the next few days, Liu Jian left a small number of people on the bridge to be responsible for the shape of the bridge deck and other work, while the rest were taken to build the road.  This time the road construction is different from the time when the village road was built. This is closely connected with the fate of Zhoujiacun.  So from the day when the engineering team started work, in addition to the villagers who took care of the peach grove and Rhodiola rosea, everyone, young and old, bravely went over to help with shovels and other things. The so-called people paddled and drove the big boat. In Zhoujia Village  With the help of fellow villagers, the progress of road construction was twice as fast as usual.  At the same time, in the past few days, Lao Cao also took pictures of Phoenix Mountain taken by colleagues Qingqing.The beautiful scenery has been uploaded to the Internet. Although the number of tourists is not very popular, there are many more people than the previous days when there were only a dozen or twenty people a day. It seems that the online publicity has played a big role.  But even so, Lao Cao is still very dissatisfied. The passenger flow is much less than he imagined. If the passenger flow is just this small every day, then Ergouzi will have to die?  So Lao Cao was very unwilling and spent the whole day thinking about countermeasures as if he was possessed. He even forgot to eat when he was in a trance.  As the master, Zhou Yu is very big-hearted, so he is not worried about this at all. He is smiling and laughing all day long, not to mention how happy he is.  Customer flow is not something that can be increased in a day or two. This thing has to be done slowly. How can you eat a fat man in one bite?  To put it ten thousand steps back, what would happen if not even a single tourist comes?  With his magical space and current family business, he can ensure the prosperity of Zhoujia Village while ensuring that he and his family are safe and sound. What's so scary about this?  It's not like I can live in that many houses with my family, and just enjoy the colorful Rainbow Bridge by myself.  Since the Phoenix Mountain will start tourism as soon as the bridge is repaired, Wang Yunhai took his son to Xiaowangzhuang.  The gate of the deep mountain wisteria that was originally promised to my grandson was completed last autumn. After several months of drying, it is now much lighter and it is much easier to carry it down the mountain, so the two of them went into the mountain this time.  We need to take down the gate so that we can give our children a face when it opens.  Zhoujiacun and Fenghuang Mountain are in full swing preparing for tourism development, and the time has finally arrived on April 28th in the Gregorian calendar.  PS: The work unit has been really busy these two days, so the plot arrangement may be a little untidy.  So Guanghuang Yi cruelly took a day off, and will sit at home tomorrow to ponder the future plot, and strive to be worthy of everyone's subscriptions, monthly tickets, and rewards.
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