Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 230 230. Collective Complaints

   At 12 o'clock in the night, everyone who went to the field to collect cabbage finally came back with full baskets.

  Song Tan looked down: These cabbages had thin roots, and the soil at the roots had obviously been gently washed, and they were neatly tied with straws, not to mention how fresh and juicy they were.

   "Mom, how much did you charge?"

  Several large plastic baskets are all full.

   "We weighed more than 1,000 catties in the field, and they were all weighed as high as a catty. Some weighed one or two catties, and some weighed less than one or two. Anyway, it was a thousand, which is convenient for counting."

  Ulan explained while wiping her hands.

"OK."

  Song Tan put those big baskets on the large scale at home one by one, and then raised his hand to put them on the pickup truck.

   Now Ulan is used to her great strength. Seeing her carrying baskets there, she told everyone to wash their hands and rest, and prepare to eat.

  Working in the field at night, I am not tired, but I am not used to it yet.

  The lamps in the courtyard were not very wattage, and the whole courtyard was dimly illuminated. On the other hand, the fire was shining brightly in front of the stove, and the dumplings rolling in the pot were all plump and cute. Everyone smelled the unique aroma of the dumplings, and couldn't help but feel hungry right now.

   Those who have work are still pondering:

   "Ulan, I think your vegetables grow really well. Where did you buy the vegetable seedlings? If you buy more next time, please give me a few."

   This is not a big deal, Ulan nodded directly: "Okay. My daughter said that after the cabbage is pulled out, I will plant peppers. Do you want pepper seedlings?"

   "Is it as good as your cabbage?"

   This cabbage is crispy and juicy, and when it is in the field, everyone is greedy.

   But this, Ulan really can't guarantee it: "Then you have to ask Tan Tan, my land is planted with very expensive fertilizers. I don't know how your own plants will grow."

   As soon as he said this, the big guy who was about to move stopped.

  They are all people who have been farming for decades. Whether this dish is good or not has something to do with the variety, but it also has something to do with the subsequent planting.

  Looking at the common varieties in their fields, it seems that the good growth is really the reason for those special fertilizers.

   Oops, the price of fertilizer urea has been rising year after year. Fortunately, if we don't cultivate the land now, otherwise the whole family will have to drink northwest wind by the end of the year!

Forget it.

  The plump white dumplings were ups and downs in the pot, and Qiao Qiao scooped them up with a colander and put them in a bowl. Everyone licked their tongues while dipping in the vinegar dish, and sighed at the same time:

   "Tan Tan, farming isn't more comfortable than working in Ningcheng, is it?"

   Ah this.

  Song Tan thought to himself: In fact, it is still a little comfortable.

  But she also knew that she couldn't say that, so she smiled silently now.

  This smile seems to have brought passion to everyone, and the aunts in the village began to talk about it: "That's not true, how comfortable it is to go to work from nine to five in the morning, and go home to farm the wind and the sun..."

"That's right, I have little place to spend money when I'm at home. But I can't earn much from selling vegetables. Look at the cabbage on such two acres of land, and it has to be transported to Ningcheng in the middle of the night to sell it. It's difficult for us farmers ..."

   "Yes," Ulan also echoed in a serious manner: "If the child hadn't insisted on tossing, I really wouldn't dare to throw money in it. Now the cost of pension is covered."

As soon as she sold miserably, everyone comforted: "You can't say that, young people are bold and capable now. I see that Douyin still sells things online. If they sell well, they can sell them in a year." Earn millions!"

   "Yes, our Tantan vegetable is good. Take it to Ningcheng and find a reliable wholesaler. Even if it is cheaper, you can earn some worry-free money!"

"Yeah, Ulan, don't worry too much. Didn't you say that many things in your house are ordered by a big boss who likes to eat some green vegetables? Those who can keep their money, and the rest are all pure profits. Suffer."

  The corners of Zhang Yanping's mouth twitched when he heard it, and now he was speechless, so he could only bury his head and eat the dumplings.

  Xin Jun couldn't eat anymore.

  Because he has been here for so long, he has not provided even a shallot or garlic to the family, and he has completely forgotten about the farmhouse at home.

   But the problem is, he can't bear the transportation of this little cabbage, so it's not good to send it over thousands of miles!

   How about buying a catty of tea back?

  Every time you serve tea to the guests, adding one or two sticks to a pot of tea is also a way to improve word-of-mouth, isn’t it?

  As for honey... his farmhouse sells honey water for relieving hangovers. After all, the guests who drink it don’t care about the price. The asking price is extremely expensive, 12 yuan a glass.

  But the purchase price of Song Tan's honey is 1,000 yuan a bottle, which is not worth it.

  He thought about it, and sent a message to his mother in the middle of the night:

  【Pakchoi is not resistant to transportation. There will be cucumbers on the market in May, and I will talk about cooperation at that time. 】

  However, Mama Xin had inquired about it a long time ago, and now she asked:

  【Cabbage can’t be transported, so bring back some scallions, let’s make scallion fried rolls. 】

  Xin Jun: His mother would really think about it.

  But this green onion was only planted on some land, so how can there be any surplus to supply at home? In the urban area, we have to deliver another batch every now and then.

  He told his mother about the situation, but Xin's mother disliked it and said: "This is not okay, and that is not okay, so what are you doing there? Eating rice?"

   Xin Jun hasn't eaten rice yet. He is earning his salary here seriously, but he can't say that, otherwise he will definitely be taken home and become a waiter.

   I had no choice but to falter: "Mom, I think the model of this family farm is very good. I will investigate and investigate. If I can't turn around, we will also build a farm vegetable base..."

  Muttering here, the aunts who came to work at the other end made two big bowls of dumplings each, which made their belly round, and now they have to go to the pot again to prepare some dumpling soup.

   "Oh, didn't you say that you couldn't walk anymore? Why are you still drinking soup!"

   "I can't fill the gaps! Besides, the original soup turns into the original food, and this dumpling soup is easy to digest."

  Seventh Cousin hurriedly stopped him: "Don't drink dumpling soup, I made white fungus soup here, drink more!"

   With a shake of the big spoon, the smooth white fungus was poured into everyone's bowls along with red dates, wolfberry and lotus seeds.

   Now, the aunts are really dumbfounded.

  The sweet smell of white fungus soup hits the face, but they really lasted (*).

  As for the hot, translucent and milky dumpling soup, his cousin poured it into the large bucket beside him.

  Wash the cabbage root before and mix it in. First, I poured a spoonful of water on each of the three grunting puppies in the house, and then divided half of the bucket for the treasures of the housekeeper.

   Come again, the remaining half of the barrel...

   Qiao Qiao has already added wheat bran and rice bran into it.

  In the middle of the night, people eat supper, let’s give pigs an extra meal. The dumplings are so fragrant, it seems that I can hear the pigs screaming in the back mountain.

I'm coming! besides!

   I'm so sleepy. Is there any way to wake up immediately without affecting sleep? I have been looking for it all the time.

   Cold water mint has no effect, and I can churn tea and coffee until dawn.

  (end of this chapter)