If you don't work hard to farm, you can only be a wealthy young grandmother

Chapter 162 Soybean Sprouts
Although Xie Yan was curious, she didn't like gossip.

Guessing that it was almost time, he woke up Li Haiyue who was leaning on him.

Li Haiyue opened her eyes, thinking she was dreaming:
"Hey, why did Sister Yan appear in my dream?"

The corner of Xie Yan's mouth twitched a few times, and then stretched out her hand to pinch it. Immediately, Li Haiyue was awake all over.

Not only can men's waists be untouchable, but women's waists are also the same!

"Is it still a dream?"

Li Haiyue shook her head again and again:
"Wake up, wake up, wake up, sister Yan, stop!"

Li Haiyue's most sensitive part was her waist, and she almost jumped up.

Nearly [-] catties were fried yesterday, and the amount was doubled today, [-] catties!
Of course, after yesterday's groping, it is clear that the railway station is the big one.

For the amount of four hundred catties, the two groups of personnel at the train station alone were tasked with one hundred catties, and the remaining two hundred catties were distributed to the remaining four groups.

Dai Lili and Dang Qiang prepared their documents and other things, and moved all four hundred catties of freshly baked chestnuts to the bullock cart.

Afterwards, a mighty large wave of people set off from Xiejia Village again.

Xie Yan even yawned twice before returning home with half a bag of raw soybeans. The old couple were getting up, the lights were on in the house, and they heard noises from the yard:
"Did Yan Yan come back?" asked out loud.

"Mom, it's me." Xie Yan responded.

If you don't respond, I'm afraid your parents will regard you as a thief.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Yan didn't plan to go back to sleep, looking at the half bag of raw soybeans that Xie Yan was carrying, Xie Yan's eyes flickered.

After that, they got busy in the yard.

Ye Taohua got dressed and came out, still a little confused:

"Girl, what are you doing this early in the morning?" asked.

"Mom, are there any broken buckets or basins? There really aren't any. Larger bowls and plates are fine."

Just looked around and couldn't find it.

Ye Taohua was even more confused:

"Yes, there are several large bowls with gaps. They are thrown out. You may not find them. I'll get them for you."

Xie Yan originally wanted to get it by herself, but Ye Taohua said that she might not be able to find it, so she decided not to cause trouble:

"Well, okay, mother, someone gave me some raw soybeans. I want to use some of them for planting and the other for bean sprouts."

Although the private plot is already full of plants, beans can be planted on the edge of the surrounding area without taking up much land.

As for bean sprouts, it's even simpler.

Ye Taohua went out to look for the broken bowl that had been thrown outside before, Xie Yan also went into the kitchen and found an enamel bowl for serving vegetables, this bowl was not small, about ten to twenty centimeters in diameter.

Pour half of the soybeans into it, and then add half a scoop of water from the water tank to mix it in.

Well, if you want to make soybean sprouts, the first step is to soak the soybeans for seven to eight hours, and let them drink enough water.

After finishing these, Ye Taohua also came in from the outside, still holding several stacked bowls in her hands.

These bowls are almost the same size as the enamel bowls used to soak soybeans. I counted five of them, which should be enough to grow soybean sprouts.

Ye Taohua glanced at the soaked soybeans before asking:

"Yanyan, why do you know everything? No one in Xiejia Village can grow these bean sprouts."

"I've seen people do it before, but I don't know if it works?"

Ye Taohua has 120 confidence in her daughter:

"Sure, it must be done!"

My daughter is not good enough, so the others can only be even worse!

Of course, Xie Yan could see the confident thoughts on Ye Taohua's face, the corners of her mouth curled up.

　At present, the male protagonist remains unchanged, and I feel sorry for Zheng Zheng

　　Well, the hero was a soldier in the early stage, but he is no longer!
　　Can't write!
　　no way!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)