Chapter 36 36. Boss Tang’s resentment

Lin Xuefeng had already left, and Huaiyu's inexplicable melancholy only lasted for a moment, and was quickly forgotten.

The most important thing now is of course the beans she soaked yesterday!

Growing bean sprouts requires a breathable and water-permeable container. Huaiyu originally planned to use a straw curtain on the pot to make use of it, but now that he saw the small tree vine basket made by Lin Xuefeng, it was perfect!

Although the soybeans distributed by the Bureau of Statistics are not old beans in order to ensure the germination rate, the quality is really worrying and they are not edible anyway.

But now the soybeans soaked in the basin are plump, milky and smooth. If this is fried directly in a pan...

Huaiyu sighed, poured the soybeans into the basket to drain, and then washed them again.

After draining the soybeans and spreading them out again, she put the basket in the basin, took out the clean towel she used to filter the water yesterday, soaked it and spread it on the beans, and watered it again.

Now that the temperature was still a little low, Huaiyu thought for a while, then placed the basin a little closer to the fire, and placed another basin on top.

The rain outside has become lighter.

From the pattering to the drizzle, the sky was still gloomy, and there was no sign of clouds replacing the rain.

She sighed, looked at her bracelet, and counted her two hundred points, feeling a little guilty.

If she had known she was so capable, she wouldn't have accepted this point.

But looking around now, there was really nothing to do, so Huaiyu had to retreat into the house and take out the pile of yam eggs.

Since Lin Xuefeng said that her abilities are unique, maybe she can be trained by using them more often?

And her own origin... When she woke up from the tree cocoon, she wandered around the mountain in a daze for a long time. She only knew that there were cold masonry buildings and towering trees...

Where is that?

Is it the Taoist Palace on Sanqing Mountain? Are you a Taoist priest? Wow, that sounds kind of cool!

Maybe he is still the kind of Taoist priest who lives in seclusion, burns earthen stoves, chops wood and trees, and practices martial arts?

But look at my body and physique, it doesn’t look like this!

She thought that if she had a chance in the future, she would go look for it on the mountain. At least the tree cocoon was wider than the sleeping bag, very comfortable, and didn't hurt anyone at all... Well, she was unconscious, so she didn't know if it would hurt anyone.

While Huaiyu was thinking about it, she put the yam beans on hand one by one in her palm, feeling a slight surge of strength. This time she closed her eyes to feel it seriously, and found that different yam beans require different abilities.

Those that are small and a little shriveled require more energy, while some yam beans that are large and round, but exude an "unpalatable" feeling, also require a lot of energy.

But this is only a small part of it, and more energy needs are relatively balanced.

Waiting for almost two kilograms of yam beans to be completely purified, Huaiyu raised his arms and found that he still had some energy left this time and was not as tired as when he purified soybeans and water.

Look at the time again...

Okay, it’s already noon!

It took more than two hours to make two kilograms of yam beans. This efficiency is too low!

She put the yam beans back into the basket, but she saw Oda squeaking with a sly look on his face, trying to get closer -

"This is not okay."

Huaiyu lifted the basket: "This is my thing. You can only take it if I give it to you."

Her tone seemed to be coaxing a little mouse, but her behavior was so cold. Xiaotian watched her hang the basket on the tree vine, and screamed angrily, and then ran away before Huaiyu glared.

Huaiyu picked up a bag of nutrient solution and looked at how many bags were left, and couldn't help but feel more and more melancholy.

If I had known I had gathered two more handfuls of wild vegetables, why would I have bought the lard first? If the fried beans last night were fried first, I can’t believe how fragrant and crisp they would be!

The weird taste was unpleasant to drink, and she stared at the increasingly dense rain and took the peanuts over again. …

At this moment, the only winner in this heavy rain is probably Tang Hongji, Boss Tang.

A whole day has passed since he notified yesterday afternoon that fresh wild vegetables were on the market, and his cell phone is still ringing.

He put on a smile and kept answering the phone:

"...It's gone, it's really gone...Who are you? I have some good things here, why don't you send them over as soon as possible?"

"Ouch! You're late! There really isn't any left, next time! I'll definitely notify you as soon as possible next time..."

"Hey, it's really gone. Who is following the other? Can I still cover your head here... How about it? The mutation value is 9. You haven't eaten this thing in several years, have you?"

"...Hahaha, that's fine! That's fine! I was afraid that you would be dissatisfied, and I didn't even have time to pack it up after I received it, so I sent it over as soon as possible... Yes, yes, thank you, thank you..."

There was an endless stream of phone messages, and now he was playing with the simple functions of the mobile phone. The old man at home was walking in the yard and looked at him with disdain:

"Selling things is selling things. Look at that flattering look on your face. How do you look like my grandson?"

"Then you don't understand." Boss Tang said proudly: "In order to do business, you need harmony from all directions to make money from all directions. If you are so obedient and say a few smooth words, hello, me, hello, everyone, it's not worth it."

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

"I think you are not high enough, look at you like this..."

Tang Hongji wasn't angry either: "Grandpa, you and my dad are just like you. You're too serious. What I do here are all trivial matters. I can't go back to using anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes!"

"You have nothing to do to do some small business, so don't worry about it - by the way, was the chicken soup last night delicious?"

The topic was suddenly changed to the little old man, who now had a sigh on his face: "Smells! It smells so good! Those mushrooms are real wild mushrooms. They absorb the oil from the chicken soup, and the taste is really..."

He smacked his lips and regretted a little: "I shouldn't have made shepherd's purse dumplings and mixed them with hot and sour bracken in one go, so that I can enjoy two more meals today."

Speaking of this, the whole family is regretting it.

Tang Hongji was even more upset: "This is the first time we have cooperated to open up the situation. I thought we could have a stable relationship in the future, so I thought we could eat more freely and allow meat in our family."

Who knew that this heavy rain would fall at any time, and the fine spring rain would be polluted...

Who can I talk to to explain this?

This rain is very widespread, and I wish it would rain continuously over most of the country. In this case, I might not be able to get such fresh and clean wild vegetables even if I go to three or five cities.

And the low-mutated chicken and pork he auctioned off from the Bureau of Animal Husbandry at a high price...

well!

I just had a taste of it, and the price has gone up again.

Grandfather and grandson looked at each other speechlessly, only sighing. Tang Hongji thought about it for a long time: "When the rain stops, I still have to go to the store to guard it. This new partner has a lot of connections, and he probably has a lot of connections at home... I have to go there and squat, but I can't ask anyone to intercept him." Damn it.”

It will be put on the shelves on May Day, and I will start to update the singles tomorrow, trying to save the manuscript.

  

 

(End of chapter)

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