Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 458 458. Sorghum and sweet stalks

  Guo Dong couldn't be reconciled.

   "I know, you don't feel my medical skills, so you don't trust me, right?"

  Song Tan: …

No.

  She thought blankly: It's purely unnecessary.

   Just grow sorghum, how much wine can be produced?

   That's it, her grandfather has even divided up what kind of sauce and what kind of strong fragrance... How can there be time to toss about medicinal wine?

   What's more, the function of medicinal wine is nothing more than health care, and they can also achieve this effect after staying at home for a long time.

   Guo Dong saw that she was silent, so he sighed.

  But she didn't give up, she still kept the bottle of medicine:

   "Don't refuse yet! You don't have a date yet, man, can I understand you?"

  She winked: "When they come back, they will ask... It won't hurt to try it, right? I'm serious about conditioning my body, not the kind of medicine that burns my body when I take it..."

  Song Tan: …

  No choice, she had to reach out for the jar of wax pills that she took.

   Guo Dong asked again: "I heard that your grandfather is weaving straw mats. How much does it cost per bed? I'll buy one first."

  Her air conditioner was shipped back, but the installation was delayed because of the rain, and the appointment is full today, so I have to wait until the day after tomorrow... In this hot day, she didn't even buy a fan, and the night is really hot.

   Fortunately, the houses in the countryside are tall and big, and the ventilation is cool. Now it is the beginning of July, and it is not as difficult as in the urban area. It is only two days, and we can persist.

   But straw mats are not a waste, there are still many months of summer.

  This Song Tan has no objections, and now she will show her the straw mat she just brought: "Tentatively 999 a bed, if you want, you can also get free shipping."

  Guo Dong:…

   Now it was her turn to withdraw her hand quickly: "Thank you. I don't deserve it." She might as well borrow a fan first.

  …

   And in the field at the foot of the mountain, Qiao Qiao has already started the live broadcast again.

   "Children, today Teacher Qiao Qiao will teach you how to chop sorghum."

   "There are two sub-fields of sorghum planted here. Grandpa said that when it is ripe, it can be chopped down to make wine."

   "It was raining here a few days ago, so we shouldn't have cut sorghum today, but the sun here is very sunny and the wind is strong, so there is no water now."

   After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and shook the sorghum stalks, and sure enough, there were no more water drops.

  【Good guy! There are more and more skills on the resume]

  【The previous one, I learned the theory, but where did you practice it in practice? 】

  【Sorghum rice water rice! This diabetic favorite! 】

  【Sorghum noodles mixed! ! 】

  As soon as Zhang Yanping turned on his mobile phone to observe the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, he saw everyone's comments slipped to the food, which made him unable to help but raise his head:

   "Sorghum rice water rice, is it delicious?"

  Xin Jun thought for a while: "It's okay—it's definitely not as good as rice, but you can try it."

  He is eager to try: "I heard that sorghum stalks are very sweet, I will try it later!"

   "Really? Then I have to try it too." Zhang Yanping was also excited—isn't this like eating sugar cane? How beautiful it is to eat something sweet like this in July!

  His eyes lingered on the row of sorghum in front of him, and decided to find the most handsome one later.

  The two adults are working hard behind the scenes, but the kid Qiao Qiao is working very hard.

  At this moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the heavy sorghum ear, then picked the sickle to about 30 centimeters below the sorghum ear and pulled it down—

  The densely packed sorghum ears were already in his hands.

   "Do you see it, children? It's very simple. Just reach out and cut it with a sickle."

Barrage:…

  【The anchor thinks highly of me, I'm not that tall. 】

  【This sorghum must be more than two meters long? Isn't there that kind of dwarf sorghum now? Why not? 】

  【This seems to be glutinous sorghum from Northeast China... Good wine making! 】

   Just as he was talking, he saw that Qiao Qiao had already aimed at the next tree:

   "However, today we have to take back all the sorghum stalks, so today we will not cut from the head, but from the root."

——

   Shua!

  The whole sorghum fell directly.

  And Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun heard the movement and looked around—

  God-sent sorghum poles!

  The two excitedly held up their knives, and swiftly chopped off a stalk of Sorghum Sui'er from behind.

  Xin Jun put on his gloves calmly, broke off all the leaves, and threw them into the basket beside him.

   Sorghum leaves can be fed to fish, crushed to feed chickens, ducks, and pigs.

  The sorghum stalks themselves can be eaten as sugar cane—of course it is definitely not that sweet, and they can also be used to feed pigs.

   Tsk, when you think about it, it seems weird...

  The two chose the middle part, and with a few knives, there were two sorghum poles for each person.

that is…

  Xin Jun looked at the sorghum pole in his hand and always felt something was wrong. And Zhang Yanping has already tilted his head and started to chew—

   Nibbling sorghum stalks is like nibbling sugarcane, you first gnaw off the skin and then chew it—

   Hey, why isn’t it sweet?

  He turned to look at Xin Jun.

Xin Jun thought for a while: "I also ate it when I was a child, maybe there is a filter in my memory - in this way, you chew off the skin first, and then eat the core inside. After all, it is sorghum, it must not be as sweet as sugar cane, I guess It's just slightly sweet."

  Zhang Yanping thought for a while: It makes sense.

  He then gnawed and gnawed the sorghum stalk until only a thin milky white core remained. Then click and bite, and chew again...

   Soon, like spitting dross, I spit them all out.

   "Your childhood filter is too outrageous, how can there be any sweetness? It doesn't even have much moisture."

   Xin Jun stared at him for a while: "Well, since it's not sweet, I won't eat it."

  Zhang Yanping: …

  He looked at the remaining piece of sorghum stalk he was holding in his hand, and then at the one that Xin Jun threw into the basket casually, feeling something was wrong.

  But he couldn't think of it, he turned his head and stared at the sorghum pole, thinking: Could it be that he didn't gnaw the middle part?

  By this time, Qiao Qiao had already cut many sorghum roots. Seeing Zhang Yanping squatting on the ground, he couldn't help wondering:

   "Brother Yanping, why do you want to eat this? This non-sweet one belongs to Xiaozhu, so don't eat it indiscriminately."

   Then he pointed to the thick and tall sorghum trees in the corners that were three to four meters long:

   "That's the sweet stick."

  Zhang Yanping: ...? !

  The next moment, I saw that Xin Jun had already passed by with a sickle in hand: "Okay! Qiao Qiao knows a lot! I heard that you have also planted sorghum. Today, the teacher came to taste the fruits of your labor!"

   "Yeah!" Qiao Qiao really cheered up: "Then teacher, eat slowly! Grandpa said that these are specially reserved sweet stalk seeds, which are sweeter than sugarcane."

  Turning his head to look at Zhang Yanping, who has a unique taste, Qiao Qiao sighed heavily:

"Brother Yanping! Don't eat it! This is really for feeding pigs...Come on, let's chop sorghum together. Grandpa said to process it and dry it early. After the sorghum is harvested, he can find time to weave a broom with sorghum ears." Woolen cloth!"

   Some content was added to yesterday’s chapter on asking for leave. If you haven’t seen it, you can take a look.

   Sorghum stalk, we call it sweet slowly here (it’s the sound anyway, it’s also called sweet stalk.)

good night.

  (end of this chapter)