Chapter 835
Han Qingsong said, “I’ll grind the mill in the afternoon.”
At this time, sweet potatoes were distributed to the villagers. Most people would cook the sweet potatoes at night and eat them the next day. Especially when they didn’t do farm work, men and children eat some food made with flour but women basically had sweet potatoes every meal, which made them feel heartburn.
Lin Lan didn’t want her family to eat sweet potatoes every meal, so she cooked sweet potatoes at night and steamed some pancakes at noon so that they could have both together. Naturally, various sorghum flour, corn flour and wheat flour were consumed quickly this way, so they have to be more diligent when grinding the mill.
While Maisui was handling the fire, Sanwang put the field mice into the fire and buried them underneath. The voles would be ready basically around the time the rice would be done as well.
Just like roasting sweet potatoes and taro, he used a fire stick to dig them out as 4 potatoes rolled on the ground.
Lin Lan took a look and found that it was really similar to roasting sweet potatoes, haha.
Several children began to shake and knock in front of the stove in order to scrape off the burnt charcoal. This step was usually done by Erwang. He first prepared a few clean corn husks, then set aside the edible meat of the roasted voles and arranged them one by one.
Sanwang and Xiaowang sat around him, slurping their saliva while waiting to be fed.
Dawang ate little as his pleasure stemmed from catching the voles. He became more and more skilled in training, which was why a nest of voles weren’t able to escape from being his target.
Maisui only ate the cleaner portions of the rodent, such as its legs.
Xiaowang took two hind legs to Lin Lan and Han Qingsong, “Mom, they are so delicious.”
Lin Lan was a little embarrassed, but she smiled and took them when she made eye contact with her son’s big black eyes, “Thank you, little darling, but you can eat the rest yourself.”