Chapter 302 of 546
Chapter 302: Craftsman, what else can he not?
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When I went to Liu Laicai's farmhouse to buy some fruits, Ning Fei returned to
Taoist temple.
"It's winter, and it's time to store some food."
Ning Fei first went to the vegetable plot behind to pull out some radishes,
planning to pickle a radish out.
Pickled radishes are sour and crunchy. A smooth and delicious one when eating
is good for the intestines.
For Ning Fei, the pickles of Qingfeng Temple are constant throughout the year.
Pickled radishes, pickled cucumbers, pickled cabbage, pickled eggplants,
pickled peppers, etc., all of which make people’s tongues produce fluid.
In the past, when Qingfengguan days were bitter, they used to eat steamed buns
and pickles, but Ning Fei and Bai Yuanche were experts in pickling, so they
were comfortable eating.
"The pickles are almost gone, I plan to pickle some radishes."
"Pickles is a traditional Chinese delicacy, dating back thousands of years."
"The pickles in various places have their own characteristics, such as the
water lump in Kyoto, the Jindong cuisine in Tianso, the spring in Baoding, the
leek flower in Yunnan, the snow bamboo shoot soup in Pudong and so on."
"Pickles are good things."
Ning Fei pulled the radish out of the ground, washed it, and explained at the
same time.
The picture is very quiet, and the netizens look very comfortable.
Some netizens said at this time:
"Ning Guanzhu, in the previous stage, the kimchi country netizens said that
kimchi was invented by them and attacked one of our food bloggers. What do you
think about this?"
Ning Fei shook his head when he saw this bullet screen. In this regard, Kimchi
Country is a bit too much.
"In some places, the inheritance is insufficient, and they urgently need to
prove that they have inheritance."
"For the four ancient countries, only China can continue to this day. This is
enough to explain many problems."
"Our heritage has a long history. That small place has to touch porcelain with
kimchi, and it's in this state."
"They are really annoying, everyone don't talk about it with me."
Ning Fei said a few words of his own opinion, and then concentrated on making
pickled radishes.
Netizens all nodded in praise.
Pickled radish is very simple.
Wash the radishes, cut into strips, add salt, mix with your hands, and
marinate for an hour.
When pickling, Ning Fei went to prepare some chili, garlic, ** and other
ingredients and cut them all into slices.
Ning Fei's knife skills are very good, and watching him cook is also a
pleasure.
After the white radish was marinated, Ning Fei began to adjust the
ingredients.
He pours boiled water in the basin, then adds light soy sauce, dark soy sauce,
a little salt and sugar, stirs well, then pours the sliced pepper, garlic,
and ** into it.
The black seasoning mixed with red pepper flakes, white garlic flakes and **
flakes looks quite good.
Ning Fei poured all the spices on the marinated white radish.
After that, put these things in a sealed jar, and the pickled white radish is
finished.
Refrigerate for two or three days before eating.
"Pickled radish is simple and convenient, and it tastes very crispy and
delicious, sour and sweet. It is a rare delicacy."
"You can follow my method if you are interested."
Ning Fei said with a smile.
Netizens are full of praise when he makes pickled radishes:
"The food anchor has started again."
"It's strange to say, how do I think that Ning Guanzhu wants to eat so much
what he does?"
"+1, it makes me want to eat dried radish very much now."
"It really makes me drool."
However, pickled kimchi is just the prefix of Ning Fei today.
What he really wants to do is another thing.
"Qinshan Village is relatively remote after all. Generally speaking, except
for the farmhouse at the entrance of the village, few outsiders come, so the
materials here are relatively scarce."
"For example, candied haws, Qinshan Village does not sell candied haws, so
when I was young, I thought it was the best thing to eat."
"Of course, I don't look at that now."
"What I want to do now is candied haws."
Hearing what Ning Fei said, some netizens couldn't help but ask:
"Ning Guanzhu, do you make candied haws for the children in the village?"
Seeing this barrage, Ning Fei smiled and shook his head.
"Not for a child, but for someone who is important to me."
"In those days when supplies were scarce, many people dreamed of eating
candied haws."
"It's just that there is too much food now, and the sugar haws are gradually
declining."
Ning Fei said so, and began to prepare.
He made the candied haws for Grandma Wang.
Of course he wouldn't say it.
Grandma Wang was really poor when she was young, and she was reluctant to buy
candied haws.
Few people think that the favorite thing for an old man to eat is a bunch of
candied haws.
Hawthorn has been bought from the farmhouse, just prepare soft sugar, water
and a few bamboo sticks.
The method of sugar haws is very simple, and Ning Fei didn't think it would be
too expensive.
Wash the hawthorn, remove the pit, then cut it horizontally, add some bean
paste to it, and string it with a bamboo stick.
When making candied haws, Ning Fei didn't say much, just did it unhurriedly.
Little Dog and Xiao Fei came to him soon, and barked at Ning Fei twice,
wanting Ning Fei to play with them.
Ning Fei smiled and let them play by themselves.
Little Fox and the three little black cats also ran out from the door, but
they didn't disturb Ning Fei, they just watched quietly from a distance.
Xiaofeng occasionally appeared in the camera and was discovered by careful
netizens. Everyone was surprised that they had not seen each other for a few
days. Why did Xiaofeng become like this?
The little phoenix in the picture, with three tail feathers floating in the
air when he flies, is particularly beautiful, and his posture is relatively
chic.
Ning Fei did not explain this.
Ning Fei slowly boiled soft white sugar on the stove in the kitchen room.
The soft white sugar melts into the water and turns into rock sugar, then
turns to a low heat to continue cooking.
Until the sugar liquid turns amber, the state is viscous, and looks like a
silky feeling.
The most difficult thing in making candied haws is to master the consistency
of the syrup. The delicious candied haws, the syrup is not sticky to the
teeth, and it feels like eating fruit candies.
Ning Fei gently turned the skewered hawthorn on the foam turned over from rock
sugar, wrapped it in a thin layer, and put the rock sugar on a board brushed
with vegetable oil to dry.
Just made four skewers in a row, only after the syrup has solidified, it
becomes a tempting candied haw.
Netizens looked at the candied haws on the board, each string was glowing with
crystal light, and it made people appetite.
"What a treasure anchor."
"There is nothing he won't."
"Good guy, I can do it all, really a craftsman."
At this time, Ning Fei finished the candied haws and explained to everyone:
"Candied haws are not difficult."
"And when I was young, my master would do it every year, and I will learn as I
watch it more often."
"The real difficulty is the sugar man."
"My master is also a must-do for being a sugar man. I used to rely on this to
make some money in the village."
"Sugar people have different shapes, such as Chinese zodiac signs, fairy magic
weapons, etc., can be made."
"That's the real craft."
Hearing what Ning Fei said, everyone also praised him.
With the continuous development of the times, the living space of these
traditional Chinese crafts is getting smaller and smaller.
However, there are still some people who inherit such a craft.
After making the candied haws, Ning Fei planned to see Grandma Wang.
In addition to candied haws, he also bought a lot of things for the New Year.
So Ning Fei chatted with the netizens for a while, and then it was released.
Going to Grandma Wang's house is also comfortable, after all, they are the
elders, who must be respectful.
Grandma Wang took Ning Fei's candied haws and looked very moved.
After that, Ning Fei went to the village chief's house to pay a New Year
greeting.
Qin Zheng is watching the performance of the Yangko team at the village
committee. Qinshan Village is a traditional village. Every year, the Yangko
team will twist the yangko to each family to celebrate the New Year.
Generally, each family will give the Yangko team 50 or 100 yuan for happy
money.
Ning Fei came to the village committee. It was lively and many people were
there.
Usually during the New Year, this time of the day is more prosperous, and the
rest of the time is mostly a group of people playing mahjong in each house,
until the whole night.
Then the next day I slept for a day, came to the village committee to watch
the excitement, and continued fighting.
"Ning Fei, I'm back." Qin Zheng said with a smile when he saw Ning Fei.
In Qin Zheng's eyes, Ning Fei is a real "village treasure".
Since Ning Fei came back, Qinshan Village has done good things one after
another, and has become more and more angry.
Qin Zheng also believed in some things. He believed that Ning Fei was a lucky
person.
Ning Fei's luck even changed the luck of Qinshan Village.
Some time ago, Qin Zheng went to Qingfeng Temple and saw plum blossoms
inexplicably bloom outside Qingfeng Temple, the environment was quiet, and it
became very grand. He knew that Qingfeng Temple was not simple.
In fact, the plaque of the Sanqing Hall of Qingfeng Temple is pasted with
Baize magical charms. The skill of Baize magical charms is to change the feng
shui and luck of the house~www.mtlnovel.com~ so the environment around
Qingfeng Temple will get better and better.
"Yes, go and take a look at my master." Ning Fei smiled.
"Is Daochang Bai's health okay?" Qin Zheng and Bai Yuanche are good friends,
so they asked.
"Well, my master asked me to greet you on his behalf. He is very happy over
there now."
"That's good."
The two people chatted a few words, but it was also plain.
The Yangko team twisted well, with gongs and drums beating around, and
people's applause was endless.
This kind of show is not so exciting, but it is lively, everyone loves to
watch it, and the taste of the year is also important.
After watching Yangko for a while, Ning Fei returned to the view of Qingfeng.
Tomorrow, he plans to visit the deer shed again.
The deer shed is a treasure in his heart.