Yesterday I saw a sweet potato seller on the side of the road, our hometown is called Shai medicine, the kind I was when I was a child, shaped like the head of a half-year-old dog, each of which has to be 2 pounds upwards. This large piece of sweet potato is now rarely seen, because the yield is too low, a stalk generally only grows one, and the head is round, which is very troublesome to handle, and one is too big to eat. In today's popular simple and convenient, popular sweet potatoes like radish strips, as well as smaller honey potatoes, can be washed and washed on the pot, and how much you want to eat and do.
But this big sweet potato is really sweet and doughy, especially suitable for making porridge to put a few pieces, perfectly blended with rice, full of sweet smell. At that time, once the frost fell, it was time to plan sweet potatoes, every household planted sweet potatoes, and the fields closer to home were either vegetables or sweet potatoes. At that time, as soon as the holiday was over, I carried the basket and took the shovel to the sweet potato field that had been planed by others, looking for the sweet potatoes that had been missed. Sometimes when I encounter a sloppy person's house, dig a sack, dig a sack [cover your face] [cover your face] [cover your face] [cover your face].
In the cold winter, with heavy snow, the happiest thing is to eat a piece of warm sweet potato roasted on the fire. And our children's favorite thing is to dry sweet potatoes, and my mother steamed the sweet potatoes cut into small pieces, placed them in a sunny and ventilated place, and covered them with a sieve. At this time, my mother always put a few more pieces on the outside of the sieve, which is specially for feeding the birds. Under the influence of the sun and the north wind, sweet potato chunks can become chewy like brown candy. As a post-70s, there was no concept of snacking when I was a child, for us, the winter cuisine, as if there were only dried sweet potatoes, we also called beef tendon. Every time after school, I always actively help to run to see if the dried sweet potatoes are dried and taste them. In about two weeks, it was basically dried. Of course, I have to taste [teeth] [teeth] [teeth] [teeth] [teeth] [teeth] I have to taste.
Now it's much easier for us to make dried sweet potatoes, take the oven to bake, and you can eat that feeling of beef tendon in about 1 hour, or put it on the heat. But there was always less of the smell of sunshine, and the joy of a long wait. Maybe that smell can only stay in your own memory!
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