Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 268 Visiting

Regarding how to cook tomatoes, Song Chunlin only described the simplest dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. General Lin did not understand, so Song Chunlin had to take his people to the kitchen and demonstrate it to him personally.

Beat the egg liquid and pour it in while the oil is hot. With a sizzling sound, the golden egg liquid will quickly expand. Stir it a few times with a spatula. When you are sure it is formed, take out the eggs. Leave some oil in the pan and wait for the temperature to rise again. Add chopped tomatoes and stir-fry until the juice comes out, then add salt and a spoonful of tomato sauce to season. Finally, add the fried eggs and stir-fry evenly before serving.

"Come, take a bite, isn't it different from eating it raw?"

General Lin took a bite with some doubt, and this bite was like opening the door to a new world. He could not help but eat one bite after another. Song Chunlin only fried two eggs and a tomato, which were quickly eaten by General Lin alone. After finishing it, he still felt a little unsatisfied.

"Not bad, not bad. It really tastes different from eating it raw. It's delicious."

After figuring out the recipe, General Lin immediately returned to the old house with tomatoes and ketchup. He went straight into the kitchen and asked the cook to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes according to his instructions. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. Hmm, that was the taste.

Carrying freshly baked tomato scrambled eggs and juicy cherry tomatoes, General Lin walked briskly to his great-grandfather's yard. Lin Xuanshan had just woken up from a nap. Seeing his most beloved great-grandson coming in, he was happy at first, but soon put away that joy and asked his great-grandson with a stern face what he came for.

"What are you holding, little bastard?"

General Lin walked forward in a servile manner, opened the lunch box, took out the plate of fried eggs with tomatoes, some washed cherry tomatoes, and finally a large bowl of white rice.

Lin Xuanshan was dumbfounded: "Is our family so poor? You're using a dish to get rid of me, your ancestor?"

General Lin complained: "Grandpa, please look carefully, what is this dish cooked with?"

Lin Xuanshan took a closer look. As he was old and had poor eyesight, he only saw a mass of red and yellow at first and didn't know what it was. Now, as he got closer, he saw that the yellow thing seemed to be an egg and the red thing he seemed to have seen somewhere. He picked up a piece of it with chopsticks and looked at it for a long time before he was sure that the red thing was actually the tomato he had eaten before.

"This is a tomato. Tomatoes can actually be used to cook dishes. How wonderful." After saying that, he opened his mouth and took a bite of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The sweet and sour taste burst in his mouth. The cook in the mansion was a great cook. She made the perfect scrambled eggs with tomatoes just according to General Lin's instructions. Lin Xuanshan ate bite after bite. General Lin took the opportunity to pass him the bowl of rice. The grandfather and grandson smiled at each other.

Lin Xuanshan finished a whole bowl of rice with fried tomatoes and eggs in a flash. He put down the bowl and touched his stomach, feeling very satisfied.

"I haven't eaten so well in a long time. This tomato is really a good thing. Xiaobai, does your colleague have any more at home? I'll send someone to buy some."

General Lin cleared the dishes on the table and handed over a bunch of juicy small tomatoes. Lin Xuanshan plucked one and put it in his mouth. The small tomatoes tasted sweeter than the big tomatoes. Lin Xuanshan squinted his eyes while eating, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the small tomatoes.

"If Great Grandpa likes them, I'll go to their house in a few days and buy a few baskets. But I guess these small ones are gone. They grow them in the backyard to feed their children, so there aren't many."

When Lin Xuanshan learned that there were not many tomatoes left, he stopped what he was doing.

"Well, a big one would be fine too. Do you still have that ketchup you brought back last time? If you do, give me a dozen more cans."

Lin Xuanshan was actually quite easy to satisfy. At his age, he didn't care about anything anymore and it was rare for him to have a little appetite. General Lin believed that he had hurt the old man's heart by being unorthodox, so he always wanted to make it up to him in other ways.

But it's just a few tomatoes, so he plans to ask Song Chunlin for some seeds. Next year, their family will also open up a piece of land to grow tomatoes specifically for their ancestors.

At this time, General Lin did not know that the large and small tomatoes that Song Chunlin took out were all from the space. The plants watered with spiritual spring water were full of spiritual energy, and naturally tasted much better than those grown outside. If he were to grow them himself, it would probably be difficult to get the same taste.

By the end of June, the verdict on the Li family had finally come out. Because there were many people involved in the case, the case involved Annan and even people from some tribes in southern Yunnan. The trial was a mess. However, the Li family stole the national property for money, and they could not escape being accused of treason. The emperor ordered the confiscation of the Li family's property, and all the Li family members involved in the case were sentenced to immediate execution, and they would be beheaded in the autumn.

Considering that the Li family had made great contributions to the emperor when the country was founded, the emperor showed special grace and preserved the Li family's ancestral home so that the elderly, the weak, women and children would not have to live on the streets.

The Li family has been in shambles since then. After Zhou Daya learned the news, she stayed in her room for several days and didn't even take care of her child. Aunt Zhou wanted to throw Zhou Daya's child back to the Li family. According to her, they were all Li's children, and they couldn't just ignore them.

This matter was strongly opposed by Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou, and even Zhou Erniu showed his disapproval.

Grandpa Zhou's reason was: "Others would not have time to hide, but you rushed to get close to them. Once this child was sent, even a fool would know what Daya did. Do you want your son to be a bachelor for the rest of his life?"

Aunt Zhou was scolded by the whole family and never dared to mention sending the child away again.

The Zhou family's life was in chaos, but the Song family was much busier. It was time to plant the second round of crops not long after the summer harvest.

The capital city is located in the north and it snows in winter, so everyone only grows one crop. First, plants grow slowly after the temperature drops, and snow in winter is not conducive to harvesting. Second, the types of fertilizers in ancient times were limited, and the land needed time to rest in winter.

But the Song family does not have this concern. Not only does their family have a septic tank, but they also have spiritual spring water in the space and modern fertilizers. There is not a lot of modern fertilizers, but if the three are combined, they can be used for several years.

So before the grain harvest this summer, Song Chunlin had already started raising seedlings at home. As soon as the grain was harvested, he immediately plowed the land and applied fertilizer. When the seedlings grew to the height of his calves, they could be transplanted directly into the field.

This is the first time that the Song family has planted two crops of rice, and they themselves are also afraid, but if Song Chunlin says it is okay, then it is okay. So even if others do not understand their behavior, the Song family still firmly chooses to believe Song Chunlin.

As for the soldiers, they naturally did not say a word. Song Chunlin asked them to grow food for them, so they worked more enthusiastically. The rice fields that were originally expected to be planted in five days were finally planted in only three days.

Looking at the green seedlings in the fields, not only the Song family felt a sense of accomplishment, but the soldiers were also full of confidence.

"Young Master is really smart. He knows how to grow the seedlings in advance. Look how well the seedlings are growing."

"Yes, we will probably be able to harvest before the winter solstice. We have such a large rice field, so we can probably harvest tens of thousands of kilograms at least."

When Song Chunlin heard their discussion, he nodded secretly. It would be more than tens of thousands of kilograms. He conservatively estimated that he could harvest around 100,000 kilograms. By then, not only would they have enough food to eat this year, but they would also have some left over to eat during the spring famine.

The Song family was busy at work, and the Gu family also received a letter from the border. Gu Fengyue brought the letter to the Song family, and Song Chunlin realized that the Luo brothers didn't know his address. He thought that since Song Chunlin came with Gu Fengyue, it should be right to send it to the Marquis' Mansion, so this misunderstanding happened.

Song Chunlin opened the letter. It was written by the Luo brothers in the government office. It described in detail what was planted in the fields this year and how much was produced. The grapes in the vineyard were also growing very well, and now they had produced small bunches of grapes, but they were not ripe yet and could not be eaten. The cotton production was more than last year, but when they tried to weave it, they found that the dried cotton was too brittle and could not be spun into thread. If they forced themselves to spin the thread, it would break easily and could not be used to weave cloth.

The main purpose of this letter was to ask Song Chunlin how to solve this problem. It was also the first time that Song Chunlin knew that weaving was also a science. He used to think that as long as there was cotton and the ability to weave cloth could be used to turn cotton into cloth. Moreover, Song A'mo and Song Qinshi were both successful in weaving cloth, so why did they fail at the border?

He went to see Amao Song and others with questions. Amao Song and Qinshi Song discussed for a long time and finally came to the conclusion: it was due to the weather.

"weather?"

"Yes, it's the weather." Song Amuo said firmly, "Think about it, the sun is strong and the wind is strong over there, but it doesn't rain much. Although we can't compare to the south of the Yangtze River, we still have plenty of rain all year round. When there is more rain, the weather becomes more humid, unlike over there where it is exposed to the wind and sun all day long. The cotton is too dry and becomes brittle. If it is brittle, it can't be spun into thread, and naturally it can't be woven into cloth."

Song Chunlin was half-believing and half-doubting, but in fact he kind of agreed with this answer in his heart, because he had personally experienced the climate and temperature difference between the two places. When he was at the border, he had to secretly apply facial cream and lip balm every day, otherwise his face and lips would become dry, itchy and painful.

When he got home, he searched through the sea of books again frantically and found that it was true. After thinking about it, he remembered that when the house was built, a cellar was dug under the warehouse. It was originally used to store wine in the future. Now think about it, if the textile machines are moved underground, the humidity there should be enough. If not, then he can fill some water in a water tank for physical humidification.

So he immediately wrote this method in a letter to the Luo brothers, and then used the Gu family's communication network to send the letter to the border as quickly as possible.

After dealing with this matter, the Song family welcomed another uninvited guest. However, this guest was so distinguished that the Song family had no way to refuse him. Because he came so suddenly, even Song Chunming didn't have time to hide.

When Princess Baohua got off the carriage in casual clothes, she saw Song Chunming, who was playing with his younger brother and sister in the yard, almost at first sight. Looking at Song Chunming's eyebrows, Princess Baohua felt more and more familiar. When the child turned his head and their eyes met, Princess Baohua understood where the familiarity between the child's eyebrows came from.

Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue hurried back. When they saw Princess Baohua sitting in the main seat in the main hall and Song Chunming standing beside her, they both felt a pang in their hearts and thought to themselves, "It's over. Has our plan been exposed?"

Princess Baohua let go of Song Chunming's hand calmly. She was not a fool, and the Song family members pretended to be unaware of the situation. She naturally would not alert the enemy. Seeing Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue coming back, she hurriedly called them to come forward.

When they walked into the room, they discovered that there was a woman in luxurious clothes sitting on the seat next to them. Although her face was a little pale, she looked heroic. At this moment, she was just looking at Song Chunlin with curiosity.

She tilted her head and said, "This must be Feng Yue's fiancé. He is indeed very handsome and makes people happy just by looking at him."

Princess Baohua introduced them to each other with a smile: "This is my daughter, Linglong. She fell seriously ill when she was nineteen years old, and has been bedridden ever since. If it weren't for the two rare treasures you sent as a gift to thank me for the matchmaking, my daughter Linglong wouldn't be able to appear before you like this now."

Princess Baohua looked at them with a loving smile and said, "I heard that the ginseng and purple fungus were made by little brother Chunlin. I want to thank you. If it weren't for that magical medicine, my son's illness wouldn't have healed so quickly."

"Princess, you don't need to thank me. Medicinal herbs are meant to be used. I'm glad they can help you."

Princess Baohua was even more satisfied with Song Chunlin's neither humble nor arrogant attitude. He knew when to advance and when to retreat, and did not take advantage of his kindness to ask for too much from her. He was a good boy.

Linglong: "Chunlin, can I call you that? Gu Fengyun and I grew up together. Although we are not as close as childhood sweethearts, we know each other after all. I usually call them by their names. You are younger, why don't you call me sister?"

Song Chunlin naturally would not refuse such an act of offering a thigh for him to hug, and immediately called out sweetly: "Sister."

"Alas." Linglong looked at Song Chunlin's servile appearance. Instead of feeling annoyed, she found him straightforward and cute.

After the recognition ceremony was over, Princess Baohua explained to Grandpa Song the purpose of her visit.

"Linglong has been confined to her home all day for the past few years due to her health condition. Now that she is finally better and can go out for a walk, I was thinking about the dishes I had at your house last time. You know what, the taste was really unforgettable. The child was also greedy because of what I said, so she shamelessly came to your house to ask for a meal."

Linglong also giggled: "It's because you said it was so delicious, mother. I want to see what kind of delicious food it is that makes you keep thinking about it."