After graduation, I went home to keep bees

"Xiaoman! Can you help me collect another batch of red yams? I want as many as I want!"

What?

Jiang Xiaoman was stunned, and then he was overjoyed: "Sister Lan, do tourists want to buy it?"

"It's not a tourist, it's your brother-in-law haha." Tang Xinlan smiled and confessed to President Su.

A classmate of Su Peng’s family is also a local tyrant. A boy born in four generations of his family finally came to his generation and gave birth to a baby girl. The whole family was so happy that they wanted to hold it in their palms for fear of losing it. They grew up pampered. This little girl was raised to be very picky about food.

The picky little princess came to Shangtang Village with her parents and ate mashed potatoes for three days in a row, and she still wanted to eat them.

"Your red potatoes are very suitable for making mashed potatoes. Your brother-in-law and the company's product department will work together to get it! Just develop a ready-to-eat mashed potatoes for children."

"If this product can be made, I think your land will not be planted with corn, but with potatoes. Just selling two crops of potatoes every year will be enough for your father to take care of."

"It's definitely enough! Sis, wait, I'll contact the seller right now!" Hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaoman held the phone and jumped several times in his temporary shack, almost hitting the moso bamboo on the top.

Jiang Youliang was tired all day. When he came back from taking a bath outside, he saw his son jumping around like the squirrel on the tree with excitement, and couldn't help showing a smile: "Is it possible that your embroidered shoes are selling again?" out?"

"No, Dad, it's our yams! Sister Lan said that brother-in-law's company plans to use our red yams to develop a mashed potato for children, and they will buy our yams in large quantities!"

"Dad! How about we plan the corn to plant potatoes?"

Small money fans have been fascinated by the profits that are close at hand.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The bracts in our family are about to sprout ears! You have to be willing to grow yams and open up wasteland by yourself!" Jiang Youliang hated people to waste food most in his life. When his mother gave him this name back then, it was just Catch up with □□, a family of seven people starved to death, the biggest wish of the whole family is to have inexhaustible food, and now that there is so much food that they can't finish eating, these brats actually dare to plan his growth Have a good corn?

Jiang Xiaoman desperately grabbed his phone and went out to make a call.

He told Tang Xinlan to contact the seller immediately, but he didn't just say it casually.When he asked Aunt Chen to help him find someone to make embroidered shoes, he made a form and wrote down the names and phone numbers of those who would like to do handwork with them to earn some pocket money. Whoever has good craftsmanship can also contact someone individually to contact high-priced customized work in the future.

What I didn't expect was that the high-end customization hadn't started yet, but I started selling potatoes with everyone—these aunts and sisters-in-law who stayed behind in the countryside, the men were not at home, they were the pillars of the family, and they were the ones who farmed and sold food. Catch, if you want to buy yams, you can definitely find them!

However, since he was an old acquaintance after all, Jiang Xiaoman was the first to call Mrs. Chen.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Chen heard that he wanted to collect yams, she immediately cheered up: "Yes! Is there any family in our village that doesn't have yams? How much do you want?"

Thinking of what Tang Xinlan told him before, Jiang Xiaoman cautiously gave her a conservative number: "I'll buy five thousand catties first, but I only want this year's new yams, not last year's cellar!"

joke!Sister Lan has already said that these yams are to be made into mashed potatoes for babies. How expensive are children these days?Dare to feed the children last year's old potato?Isn't this going to make people go bankrupt?

"Well, how much is it per catty?" Mrs. Chen asked cautiously on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Xiaoman really asked about the price, but after all, it is used in the factory to make mashed potatoes, and the appearance does not need to be as beautiful as the potatoes collected by the hawker. As long as it is this year's new potatoes, the size is not too high, but the price is not too high. It is not as high as what the hawker charges, only [-] cents a catty.

"Both big and small? That's fine! My family harvested more than 2000 catties this year. After removing the damaged ones, we can make up more than 1000 catties of good potatoes. How many are left?"

Jiang Xiaoman smiled, dealing with Mrs. Chen during this period of time, he can be regarded as getting to know her sister-in-law a little bit, she is warm-hearted, but sometimes she likes to help relatives and friends, this is not a big problem, the countryside is always In this way, and to be fair, most of them in the area of ​​Langshan are Jiang, Lang, and Shan. Everyone's ancestors may be a family, but they can't be called partial gangs. The meaning of Chen's sister-in-law's question is probably I want to help her relatives sell some yams.

"For the remaining sister-in-law Chen, please help me to ask in the village. It's enough to collect five thousand catties. I have two requirements. First, I must have this year's new potato. When the time comes, whoever collects it, you can help me find it." Write the name on the bag, I want to check each bag, if found to be adulterated with last year’s yams, I will not accept it next time.”

"Secondly, no broken or sprouted yams can be mixed in, no matter how big or small, as long as the skin is not broken, it can't be damaged."

"Don't worry about this. I will definitely find you a few good ones. They are all relatives of my family in the same village. If you really do this kind of thing, you will not be able to hold your head up in the village in the future. Our children will go to school. No face~"

Mrs. Chen's words reassured Jiang Xiaoman a lot.

People in the mountains don't care about other things, but those who are willing to send their children to school are more or less thinking of giving it a try. If the child really has the talent for reading, the parents really would rather sell their blood than pay for their children to go to college and get out of the mountains Yes... Thinking of the relationship between his father and the principal Jiang Baichuan, Jiang Xiaoman immediately understood why Mrs. Chen was so enthusiastic about his affairs.

Hey, poor parents in the world!

Mrs. Chen took over the purchase of yams at once, and Jiang Xiaoman was not idle - he wanted to see if the mashed potatoes made from their yams were really delicious.

Thanks to the development of the Internet, you can find tutorials on how to cook on the Internet.Jiang Xiaoman found the recipe of mashed potatoes, and it was not difficult to look at, but there are a few ingredients that he doesn't have at home, such as butter, pure milk, black pepper, oyster sauce... These seasonings that sound expensive, he went to the supermarket. I don’t even look at it all the time!

Moreover, the butter, black pepper, etc. in it are very foreign just by the name. He is sure that the grocery store in the town will never have it.

"Looks like I have to accompany Uncle Baichuan to Shuangwan Town to get a new phone," Jiang Xiaoman murmured.

By the way, I went to the big supermarket in Shuangwan Town to buy some seasonings that are not commonly used. After all, he is now half a food blogger. How can he just add salt and chicken essence to stew in a pot?That's too imprecise?

The next morning, the construction team came to work at his house early in the morning. Jiang Xiaoman helped his father stew a large pot of rice with yams and bacon, and stewed a pot of stewed tofu with braised silver carp by himself. A basket of broom seedlings, boiled and cut into sections, made a cold dish with yuba, and a simple and filling lunch is ready.

After digging out a bowl of stewed rice with yams and bacon, he ate it in a hurry with the cold broom seedlings. Jiang Xiaoman hurried down the mountain with a basket on his back. He is still very busy today. He wants to go to Mrs. Chen’s village to see this year’s new yams over there. How about, rest at school in the evening, make do with his uncle for a night, and accompany his uncle, a 2G network user, to change to a new mobile phone tomorrow!

Just as Jiang Xiaoman was stepping down the muddy mountain road, the news that he was going to sell yams for the villagers had already spread throughout Jiangwan Village where Mrs. Chen lived.

"A few years ago, I heard from the older generation that when Jiang Youliang took Jiang Xiaoman back, the old witch priest told him that Xiaoman was a nobleman of Langshan!"

"There's nothing wrong with the old witch priest's words? Xiaoman, this child, is different from others since he was a child!"

"Have you heard? Xiaoman seems to have told his father that he will not stay in the city after graduating from university, but will go back to Langshan and take the villagers to start a business."

"Why haven't you heard? The youngest son of my aunt's family is in the town. I heard that Xiaoman went to Ligou to join relatives, and even found a big boss to invest in our Langshan!"

"Hey~ Then don't we want to be the same as Chestnut Gou, and we will send it out soon?"

"Anyway, it's right to follow Xiaoman! He has gone to college and seen the world outside."

The villagers in Jiangwan Village talked a lot, with proud and happy smiles on their faces, as if they had seen the wonderful life of them following Jiang Xiaoman's annual income of [-] and building a small western-style building like Chestnut Valley.

As soon as Jiang Xiaoman entered the village, he was immediately warmly welcomed by everyone. One family yelled him to have dinner at home, and the other family asked him to come in for tea and snacks. It was very lively.

"Give way! Xiaoman came to see me for business. If you want to treat me to dinner, wait in line first!" Mrs. Chen ran over sweating profusely at some point, grabbed Jiang Xiaoman and left.

This is the God of Wealth she discovered first, you guys who are blind, get out of the way!Don't try to rob my God of Wealth!

When I arrived at Mrs. Chen's house, I saw a pile of yams as high as a hill at the door of her house. Two sister-in-laws wearing headscarves were helping to pick the yams. The good yams were packed in mesh bags individually.Jiang Xiaoman took a careful look and found that although the selected yams were of different sizes, they were all new yams this year, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Five thousand catties of yams had to be poured out one by one to pick, and he didn't have to do anything else, just pick yams all day long.Mrs. Chen can watch and help him sort the yams in person, which saves him a lot of effort.

He took out his mobile phone, took two videos of the yams that had been installed and the piles on the ground, and sent them to Tang Xinlan.I made an appointment with her to send a car to pick up potatoes tomorrow afternoon. It just so happened that he and his uncle went to the town to buy a mobile phone in the morning, and then went shopping.

"Xiaoman, come! Eat some yam cakes!" Mrs. Chen brought out a brazier from the kitchen, on which a thin barbed wire netting was set up, and the yam cakes being baked on the net were bubbling with oil.

This kind of yam cake is a snack they often eat here. First, boil the yams and peel them, mash them into mashed potatoes, then add mashed dried chilies, garlic, and salt, mix well, and make them into small round cakes, brush with oil , Just put it on the brazier and bake until both sides are slightly browned, the outer layer is crispy and sweet, and the mashed potatoes inside are hot, soft and glutinous, especially delicious.

Mrs. Chen also brought a few dishes of her own side dishes to serve him as side dishes. Jiang Xiaoman didn't show any politeness to her, and took two yam cakes, with moldy tofu, sour pepper and sliced ​​ham sausage in the middle. Bite down, very satisfying!He has loved ham sausage made of this kind of starch since he was a child. Even though he grew up and ate pure meat sausage outside, he still thinks ham sausage made of starch is the best.

Seeing that he was satisfied with eating, Mrs. Chen was also very happy. She took a small bench and sat next to him. While busy picking potatoes, she introduced to him the two sisters-in-law who came to help——

"This is the second sister of my natal family, Shan Qiaoqiao. Her family has planted [-] acres of yams this year, all of which are red hearts."

"This is from our village. Her name is Jiang Wumei. The man in her family broke his arm when he went to work in the mine a few years ago. No one wanted him to go out to work. The two of them opened a lot of mountain fields to grow potatoes and raise pigs. You can do everything! Fifth sister doesn't know how to embroider, but her family grows a lot of yams, Xiaoman, if you can sell them next time, can you help her family sell more?"

"Wait! Sister-in-law Chen, your second sister's surname is Shan, why is your surname Chen?" Jiang Xiaoman looked at her in confusion.

The main reason is that the surname Chen is really too rare in Langshan.

"Hey! My dad is recruiting. He came from outside the mountains. It's not very good here. My mother happened to be looking for a son-in-law at the time. Seeing my dad's quick hands and feet and being easy to deceive, she left him at home. Sister-in-law Chen pointed to her head, "Actually, my dad sometimes gets confused and doesn't remember who he is. He is very kind to my mom and our brothers and sisters. My mom loves him too, Let me and my third brother follow my father's last name."

It was so!

This Jiang Xiaoman knows that there are many families on their side who only have daughters and no sons, so they have to recruit one. It stands to reason that in this day and age, this old custom should not exist long ago, but there is no way for them here. The concept of the older generation is too rigid, as if there is no son, there will be no incense in the ground after death, and they will starve to death.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but want to roll his eyes when he heard this. In a few years, even the factory that prints paper money will probably close down. Where can I get some incense for you?Besides, sons and daughters are the same, so can the paper money burned by the daughter not be used?Or will the paper money burned by the daughter depreciate in the underworld?