Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 348 348. Sour Pickled Green Peach

  Zhang Yanping quickly sucked his saliva again, and then smashed the jar and stuffed the whole green peach into it!

  Not to mention, it's sour and astringent, but chewing slowly like this, the eyes can't be opened, and it even made him gnaw on the fruit core to taste a sweet aftertaste...

   Still, it's kind of weird.

   Eat another one!

  Seventh Cousin felt his teeth sore seeing him like that, and then took out one, and tasted it carefully.

   Even though he had tasted all the ups and downs, he couldn't help grinning at this moment. Everyone's heart trembled, and they all swallowed their saliva—

   This is really not greedy, but an uncontrollable physiological reaction to seeing someone eat sour food.

   At this moment, Seventh Cousin waved his hand:

"This peach is really good! Qiao Qiao, you will make a cross on each green peach in that pot later, and then soak it in salt water. When the soaking is almost done, sprinkle more sugar into it, mix well and put it in a can .”

   This is true without any technical difficulty.

  Jojo picked up the knife and readily agreed.

  Cousin Seven, on the other hand, only stared at the green peaches that were being dried in the air. At this moment, he pondered for a while, and without making a cross, he directly soaked them in salt water.

  This small green peach is too sour, so sugar is essential.

  But with more sugar and less sugar, it can also be called sweet and sour and sour.

   Seventh Cousin has been a chef for many years, and now he knows how much sugar to sprinkle. And under his mobilization, the people in the yard scrub the green peaches, dry them, wipe off the excess water, and the jars are still being cleaned and disinfected...

  Extremely skilled in assembly line operations.

  Because the green peaches are resistant to release, this matter can't be rushed, and the work is not tiring. Everyone didn't even invite others, and just stayed at home by themselves, and it was time to kill time.

  Song Tan looked at the pile of green peaches in front of him, and couldn't help but swallow a little bit of saliva, and then quietly swallowed: "Seventh Cousin, how long can these green peaches be eaten after being pickled?"

  Seventh Cousin didn't raise his head: "If you want to eat it, you can eat it now, just dip it in salt, sugar and chili powder, mix it as you like."

   "If you want to taste better and simpler, try it before putting it in a can. It should be pretty good."

   "If you want the flavor to last longer, then cover the jar and put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate. It's no problem to store it for two or three months."

   "Good good good good!"

  Song Tan was really overjoyed, and looking at the green peaches all over the yard seemed to be looking at gold—her small shop likes such things that can be stored and transported!

However, there were too many peaches to pick, and there were piles of them in the refrigerator, so I simply discussed with Seventh Cousin: "Qiao Qiao is not busy here, let him start a live broadcast to bring some goods. When someone comes to the live broadcast room, he can work again."

   Seventh Cousin nodded: "Okay. Look at how proficient he is in drawing the cross knife now!"

  …

  Ms. Qiao Qiao’s small class starts again!

   Accompanied by everyone's familiar surprise, he has already opened the live broadcast room, and the camera is aimed at the stove in front of him, moving it a little farther away, so that he can see the whole process in his eyes.

  Zhang Yanping also took out his mobile phone to have a look—all right!

   It seems that everyone has opened a message to remind them. In the past few minutes, more than 100 people have entered.

  He counted the freshly cooked pots in the yard—only 500 were prepared, isn’t it enough? But no amount of homes can pile up!

  And Song Tan called Xiao Zhang: "We are preparing to bring the goods to the live broadcast room. If you are free, why don't you come here to help collect the courier?"

The name is to receive the courier, and it actually helps to pack it, but Xiao Zhang is simply obedient, and when he left, he promised his wife: "Don't worry, I will bring it back for you to taste. Taste! Don't worry about money, your health is more important now."

  The daughter-in-law slammed him out: "Hurry up, you must grasp the only big customer."

  Turning his head and patting his chest proudly: "Don't worry, I'm in this small shop."

   Brother Zhang's heart skipped a beat when he saw it: "Take it easy, you've just got your body!"

  Yes, if the daughter-in-law wasn't pregnant, Brother Zhang wouldn't dare to promise to bring it back at the price of the item in Song Tan's house!

  …

   And here, Teacher Qiao Qiao's teaching has just begun.

   "Kids, what I'm going to teach you today is pickled green peaches. Everyone has green peaches. It's very simple!"

   Teacher Qiao Qiao’s words are quite reasonable. Who in the village doesn’t have a peach tree in front of the house? It's not uncommon. Theirs is just a different breed.

  But the barrage became lively.

  【Teacher, I don’t have one at home】

  【Teacher, I don’t have one either】

  【Teacher, can you send me one】

  【Okay, skill +1 today, the workplace is more competitive! 】

  【Hahaha I am different, I happen to be in my hometown, I can pick as many green peaches as I want right now. 】

  【Damn it! Why don’t supermarkets sell these little peaches?]

  【Mr. Qiao Qiao said not to be ripe, not to be red, not to be soft, but to be green, hard and sour】

  【Am I the only one who thinks Mr. Qiao looks good when he cooks? 】

   No!

  Qiao Qiao's white and slender fingers pressed a green peach, and the huge kitchen knife seemed light and weightless in his hand, and then two smooth and smooth knives went down, and a standard cross knife cut through the flesh.

   Then throw it into the salt water basin beside it and soak it directly. For a while, there is a particularly wonderful rhythm.

  Several rich insomniacs in the live broadcast room came again—

  【Then cut the knife and throw】

  【Don't stop your hands, I'm going to sleep】

  【Look at the real decompression】

  【That is to say, such a small peach can also be used. Why didn’t I eat so many ways when I was young?】

  【Mr. Qiao Qiao, how should the ratio of salt water be adjusted】

  However, the incompetent teacher Qiao Qiao didn't even watch the barrage, and no one answered at the moment.

   Soon, the pot of soaked green peaches in salt water was almost full.

  Aunt Lianhua changed the basin for him familiarly, poured a bag of salt into it, and everyone anxiously spoke together on the barrage—

  【Weigh first】

  【Let’s talk about the weight first】

  【Salt water ratio, let’s talk about the ratio first! 】

   It would be fine if the bag of salt was poured out, but it was not finished, making everyone feel depressed even if they had green peaches in their hands.

  At this time, someone in the barrage made a longing voice—

  【Suction】

  【Is it just me looking at the pantothenic acid water in my mouth? 】

【I also…】

  【Actually, I don’t like sour food, but I don’t know why, I want to try it now...】

  【It must be very brittle and sour, and the saliva will gush out after taking a bite... Suck! 】

  【Stop talking, don’t make your mouth water】

  【Up link Up link】

   At this time, the first batch of salted green peaches soaked in the basin was picked out by Seventh Cousin, and he put it in his mouth and tasted it.

  In an instant, everyone in the live broadcast room watched his grinning expression, and couldn't help grinning too.

  【Is the car overturned? It looks so sour]

  【Probably not, pickled green peach should be sour】

  【But it looks like it’s not an ordinary sour, if it’s on the shelves, I won’t buy it—】

   Suck!

   To tell you the truth, my saliva came out when I wrote it.

   Good night Tiejia Xiaobao.

   Let’s try adding more tomorrow, it’s too late tonight.

   Thanks again to the leaders.

  (end of this chapter)