My mother-in-law has gone to Harbin for kidney stone surgery for a month. She has mechanical examination and infusion at sunrise and sunset every day. The long corridor of the hospital measures the monotony of the days, and the smell of Lysol in the nostrils is also boring, and the greetings between patients pass the boring time. The child's bedside care, watching the 70-year-old she smiled and ate the pie with relish, and that smile was heartfelt satisfaction. Even if the child buys her favorite food in different ways every day, no matter how good the food is, she has no appetite every day. Yesterday, my husband said, "Mom wants to eat your pickled cucumber. She said your pickled cucumber is delicious. " I wonder if it's really the kindness of my mother-in-law? Or her husband's rhetoric? In short, during the boring time in the hospital, I knew my mother-in-law was homesick and I wanted the smell of fireworks at home. I decided to make my own "love brand" pickles.

The morning market is crowded with people, and the cries of selling are endless. The mixed smell of food floats by, stimulating the taste buds. I really have the urge to start all over again, but the subconscious mind of losing weight suddenly pulls me forward quickly. I stopped at a booth selling cucumbers. I asked the vegetable seller, "Sister, do you know how to pickle pickles?" Elder sister enthusiastically told me the method of curing, and I asked, "Is it whole curing?" Or chopped and pickled? "Sister said," The whole root is pickled! " I said, "I used to pickle the whole root. Why did it rot in a few days? "No way, I have to chop sauerkraut." The elder sister said inexplicably, "No? My pickled cucumber is soaked in vinegar. It's not rotten, is it? " As soon as I heard it, I knew that my pickled cucumber was rotten because it was not soaked in vinegar. I can't help feeling that life is full of knowledge, so the master is in the folk?

The elder sister in the booth next door just listened to our conversation. She is even more enthusiastic. She took out a notebook from her carry-on bag and said, "I remember the recipe of pickles in this book." I'll copy it for you! " I quickly said, "elder sister, don't bother. I will take pictures with my mobile phone. " Big sister holds a notebook with muddy hands, and I record the secret recipe with a camera. The enthusiasm of the two elder sisters selling vegetables really moved me. I immediately bought her 10 Jin cucumber, thanked her again and again, and then left their booth.

I took the cucumber back the same way. Now that we have the main ingredients, we continue to buy auxiliary materials. According to the secret recipe, I bought all the salt, white vinegar, sugar, monosodium glutamate, Gu Yue noodles, garlic, old fennel stalks and so on.

Morning market is really glad that you came. I got my sister's secret biography by accident. I rode home happily to pickle the secret pickled cucumber.

I washed the cucumber first and put it in a big pot, and then pickled it according to the ratio of 10 kg cucumber and half a catty salt. Cucumber needs to be marinated for one day until the surface of cucumber wilts at night, and the pickled water is poured out, and then according to the formula ratio: cucumber 10 kg, sugar 1 kg, vinegar 1 bottle, 0.5 kg of salt, two or two elements, three or two garlic, 4 bags of Gu Yue noodles and a little fennel. First put the main ingredients in a container, then stir these auxiliary materials evenly and pour them into a basin. I didn't think the vinegar missed the cucumber, so I bought another bottle and poured it into the basin. This time, the vinegar just overflowed the cucumber, and the buoyancy made the cucumber float upward. I tactfully filled a large ceramic bowl with water pressure on the cucumber. This time, the cucumber was completely immersed in vinegar, and I believe it will never rot again. Even if all goes well, pickles will be fine.

My exclusive secret "Love Brand" pickled cucumber will be as delicious as my mother-in-law said, because it has the taste of love.