[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-her-cultivation-diary":3,"chapter-her-cultivation-diary-her-cultivation-diary-chapter-163":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Her Cultivation Diary",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},906941,1186,"Chapter 163 - 163 163. Mao Yaer and Dandelion_1","her-cultivation-diary-chapter-163",163,"\u003Cp>Chapter 163: 163. Mao Yaer and Dandelion_1 Chapter 163: 163. Mao Yaer and Dandelion_1 Zhang Yanping’s memories of childhood had already become blurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had lived in the city for a long time, and his occasional visits to his hometown were just for the summer holidays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, seeing Qiaoqiao already adeptly squatting down to dig up grass roots with Seventh Grandma, he couldn’t help being greatly surprised:“You really eat these?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, we eat them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiaoqiao declared confidently and then pulled out a thick, white grass root and held it up: “Brother, do you want some? It’s really sweet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words made Zhang Yanping somewhat tempted to try, but the grass root had just been waved in the water of a ditch…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, hesitantly following suit, he began digging: “Let’s dig them up first, then we can wash and eat them at home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he aimed at a clump of lush green grass and plunged the shovel downwards, only to be stopped by Seventh Grandma:“Silly child, there are thatch shoots on top, which are not edible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that said, she gently pulled from the slender, tender green leaves, drawing out a thin, plump, green shoot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiaoqiao, unable to wait, took it over. Peeling back the grass leaves, there was a fluffy, white substance inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he stuffed it into his mouth and then smiled at Seventh Grandma: “It’s so tender and soft.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seventh Grandma also began to smile, her wrinkled cheeks becoming vivid: “Tender, right? The beginning of April is just the right season to eat thatch shoots.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The white thatch root, on the other hand, is premature to eat now; it’s started to sprout and has lost nutrition and sweetness. It will slowly become tastier after the rice is ripe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, don’t dig up that thatch root. Qiaoqiao, pull out some more thatch shoots here; this patch looks really tender!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yanping had truly gained an insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing how happily Qiaoqiao was eating, it must taste good!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he started to pick and choose, finally settling on the tallest and fattest shoot, the white fluff nearly poking out, and yanked it out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he peeled back the grass leaves and, looking at the plump, furry shoot, popped it directly into his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the more he chewed, the stranger his expression became, until he finally spat it out with a “ptui ptui ptui”: “Why do I feel like I’m eating fur or something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiaoqiao couldn’t help laughing out loud beside him: “Brother, you’re so silly, you picked an old one. You have to choose the tender ones like this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was already clutching a small handful of tender shoots in his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seventh Grandma also viewed Qiaoqiao through rose-colored glasses, lavishing her with praise without a second thought: “Yes indeed, our Qiaoqiao is so smart, picking all the tender ones. If you had come last month, they would have been even more tender and delicious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yanping: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He alone was injured in a world that had reached consensus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But having already gotten white fluff in his mouth, he wasn’t willing to give up without tasting a tender one to experience the actual flavor, so he squatted down again and began searching through the patch of tender grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over there, Seventh Uncle was squatting in the wasteland, huffing with annoyance: Is everyone just concerned with snacks, and not looking for vegetables for lunch?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his basket, more than a dozen plants of young dandelion leaves that had just sprung up were already gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Yanping pulling out a few thatch shoots and also seeming eager to join in, he quickly shouted a warning in advance: “Quick, dig the dandelions; don’t pick the ones that have flowered, we don’t want those with buds either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seventh Uncle’s daily wanderings were not aimless; he could clearly see which patches of ground had what abundance of crops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance, in the wasteland beside them, quite a lot of shepherd’s purse had grown, but at one glance, it was evident that they were too mature, not fresh and tender enough for stuffing dumplings—out of season.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the dandelions here, with a dozen or so sparse yellow flowers bloomed and many tender green leaves remaining, he did not hesitate to make his choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Qiaoqiao came over, he reverted to his old way of teaching:“This is called dandelion, also known as yellow flower groundsel and grandma’s groundsel. What we usually eat are these tender shoots.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for its uses, it can clear heat and detoxify, dissolve phlegm, stop coughs, reduce inflammation, and cool the blood. If you have a sore throat, painful gums, gastritis, or a urinary tract infection, you can eat it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiaoqiao simply repeated the parts she could remember:“Pee pain, toothache, stomachache, throat pain, you can eat it—clears heat and detoxifies, dissolves phlegm, stops coughs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seventh Uncle’s expression was visibly distressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not all types of stomachache can be treated with it… forget it, don’t remember that part, just focus on the rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on,” he called out, “aren’t those few branches of bristlegrass seedlings pulled out yet? Hurry up, dig up the dandelion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could one say Seventh Uncle knew his food well?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group dug up several small baskets of tender dandelions and, upon returning home, he soaked a bag of mung bean hair in water after washing it clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the group started sorting through the dandelions again, removing the old stems and roots, washing the leaves until they were green, oily, and fresh—a whole basketful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at this basket of greens, Seventh Uncle was proud but simultaneously let out a sigh of relief while covering his cheeks in frustration, saying, “Look at how well you all can eat. There are only a few of us, and we need a whole basket of vegetables for a meal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was fortunate that in the countryside, there were plenty of vegetables in the fields. If it was in the city, day after day, they would soon go bankrupt from eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they were talking, Song Tan and Song Sancheng had already returned from the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That patch of mountain land had already been plowed, and for sowing the beans, he simply had to scatter them on the flattened earth, not a heavy task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Sancheng obviously couldn’t sit still. As soon as he arrived home, he placed down the hoe and rake and then turned to take a shovel up the back mountain:“Dad, take a break, will you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t even do any work, what’s there to rest for!” Sancheng said cheerfully—he truly hadn’t done much; his daughter was brandishing the hoe like a seasoned farmer, and all he did was follow behind scattering seeds, not much work at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t Zhang Yanping still preparing the manure recently? Our chickens, ducks, and pigs up on the mountain seem to produce a lot. His legs aren’t very nimble, so I’ll help him shovel it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Seventh Uncle had already begun teaching Qiaoqiao how to cook again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He directed Qiaoqiao to rinse the soaked mung beans and then told her to add salt to marinate them for five minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just the act of adding salt to the mung beans had everyone staring agape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, they boiled clean water in a large pot, added the dandelions, and cooked them for fifteen minutes until they turned mushy. Then he used a strainer to scoop out the dandelions, leaving only the broth, and added the mung beans into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mung beans were quick to cook, and soon they were done. He added more salt, MSG, chicken essence, and sesame oil for flavoring, achieving a savory, slightly bitter taste that mingled with the distinctive texture of eating beans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Odd and unusual, but quite tasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once cooked, he served it in a basin, not moving it far, just keeping it warm by the water jar in front of the stove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, Seventh Uncle kept Qiaoqiao busy with a flurry of tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had to wash a pot, cook the rice, and then fetch the freshly washed tender dandelion shoots from the water, using a cheesecloth to wring out the moisture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cracked a few eggs, added sticky rice flour and dry bean powder, along with seasonings, and mixed them well to create an egg-rice-bean powder paste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he heated up the pan, fried salt until slightly yellow, and finally added ground Sichuan pepper and mixed it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bowl of thick paste was made!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then heated oil in a pan, waited until it got hot and dipped the dandelions in the paste to coat them, and then fried them in the pan to set their shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were salt and pepper dandelions, fragrant and crispy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it came time to double-fry and plate them, the whole yard was permeated with a unique spicy aroma.\u003C\u002Fp>",1475,"2026-06-03T06:14:48.189Z","2026-06-03T06:14:50.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","4e4452f863096c1f24570e89e148d0f9d644bd5d61d259f4bc6e61ee687bcebc","her-cultivation-diary-chapter-164","her-cultivation-diary-chapter-162",2149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fher-cultivation-diary-cover.jpg"]