Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 518 518. Shameful childhood memories

   Seventh Cousin is also helpless:

   "You say you, the young guy pushes a mill, and you can push it like this, can you think about it carefully?"

   "And I'm going to fry some soybeans for snacks at night, someone has to turn the beans... Do you still eat like this?"

  Seventh Cousin worked overtime cooking at night, but he didn't have the patience to turn the beans, so someone had to bake them slowly.

  It was so late at night, and he was reluctant to let Jojo work overtime.

   "Eat!" Zhang Yanping jumped up quickly: "I can't lift my arms, but I can still move the spatula, and my mouth is fine."

  …

  Jojo has already set up a mobile phone holder in the corner, and the rear camera has an unobstructed view of the recent situation in the yard.

  With the bucket of yellow mud that he showed up close.

   "Everyone, please see clearly, the mud must be like this. If the mud is not good, the Seventh Cousin said that it will be easily spoiled and it will not taste good."

  【Good guys, have you found out? A bucket full of mud, just now the host’s sister was carrying it with one hand, and now Teacher Qiao Qiao is also carrying it with one hand]

  【Why, their family grew up eating Dali Wan】

  【So it’s really not my fault, but their strength is too great, right】

  【This look is the result of real farm work】

  【I understand the truth, but why is Qiao Qiao so white】

  【It can be seen from this that the host Qiao Qiao is really busy every day, and there is absolutely no posing for a photo】

  【Laughing to death, and posing for pictures. Did you forget the price of the peaches sold by the host last time? With the skill of posing, I don’t know how much money I’ve earned]

   At this time, the seventh cousin also raised his voice and shouted: "Qiao Qiao, are you ready? Come and wash the duck eggs."

   "Okay!" Jojo happily went into the kitchen and brought out a basket of duck eggs, then sat by the sink and carefully cleaned them one by one with a small toothbrush.

At the same time, he did not forget to say to the microphone on his chest: "Have you seen it? The duck eggs are covered with mud, grass leaves, and duck cakes, so be sure to clean them before marinating. Use a toothbrush and gently wash them. the brush..."

  He talked on his mouth, but kept on his hands. At this moment, he brushed the duck egg out of its white, moist and faintly green color, and then carefully put it into the basin:

   "Just be careful not to break it—oops!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, his hand slipped, and a duck egg hit the edge of the stainless steel basin with a "clang".

   "Broken!" He was so depressed.

   "It's okay," the seventh cousin brought out an empty bowl: "If it breaks, it will be broken, and I will use it for cooking at noon—by the way, let me see if the duck eggs are fresh enough?"

   "I also want to see what is fresh." Teacher Qiao Qiao asked very carefully.

  So, the duck egg was quickly cracked open, and then fell into the bowl—transparent egg white, red orange yolk, swaying in the bowl, extraordinarily clear.

  Especially in the camera, many people are envious:

  【Duck eggs look good! 】

  【Sure enough, they are native duck eggs from the farm. The ones sold in the supermarket here are 1 yuan and 8 eggs, and the yolks are not like this】

  【Increased knowledge! The yolk of a duck egg is indeed redder than that of an egg]

  【Egg white color is so bright! 】

  The Seventh Cousin also looked around: "Not bad, it's fresh, there is no loose yellow. Go ahead, if it breaks, just knock it into the bowl."

   "Okay." Qiao Qiao nodded, but solemnly promised: "I will be more careful."

   Then continue to bury your head in brushing duck eggs.

  However, if you concentrate on swiping, you will inevitably forget to live broadcast again. Especially after the main points of brushing duck eggs were finished, he stopped talking, so that in the yard, apart from the occasional inaudible chatter, there was only the sound of his head buried in washing.

  The barrage in the live broadcast room became lively again—

  【This anchor doesn’t even interact with us】

  【Isn't this interactive? 】

  【Where is the interaction? 】

  【The others are still on camera! Normally, I don't know where to go now. 】

  【Are your requirements for anchors a bit low】

  【Not too low! This is the characteristic of our teacher Qiao Qiao, we love it]

  【Don't fight anymore! Have a good sleep, this sound is really white noise, a hypnotic artifact]

  【Everyone who is sleeping, reflect on it, the heat in the live broadcast room is always not up, is it related to your inability to post barrage while sleeping】

  【But I am really happy to sleep well...】

  Everyone is noisy, chatting with each other and entertaining themselves.

   Soon, Qiao Qiao washed a basket of duck eggs, and then took them to the dustpan to dry:

   "How long will it take to dry?"

  He asked Seventh Cousin in a low voice.

  Seventh Cousin is not doing vibrato, and he didn't look up at the moment: "It's hot, just let the water dry, don't let it dry for too long—by the way, you can smash the yellow mud."

   "Look at your sister, the work is too rough. When you dig it out, there are big pieces. Can't you smash it while digging, and then put it in the bucket?"

   "Not at all!"

   Qiao Qiao disagreed: "Digging mud was originally my job. My sister helped me dig it because she loved me. She even helped me carry it down the mountain!"

  Seventh Cousin: ...All right, all right.

  Silly boy, just make yourself happy.

   "Go to mash. I'll boil some water first and cook some big ingredients."

  Jojo then moved away.

  Pour the mud into a large basin, and use a small shovel to break up the soil clods, which is not technically difficult.

And here, Seventh Cousin poured star anise, fragrant leaves, peppercorns and other aniseed ingredients into the boiling water, while sighing: "Tan Tan, I remember you have an star anise tree and two pepper trees? During this time I didn't bother to look, how do you look?"

   "Very vigorous."

   There are only three trees, and I still want to come back, and no one in the family cares. Song Tan reckoned: "Anyway, we can harvest a lot this year, enough for our family."

   "Okay," Seventh Cousin couldn't help thinking about the taste: "When the time comes, save two big fish, let's make pickled fish, and use that green pepper. Red pepper for spicy fish."

  Song Tan: ...How about going to catch two fish today!

  …

   Wait until Qiao Qiao smashed the mud, then the Seventh Cousin took out the big ingredients in the pot, poured a bag of salt into it and stirred vigorously, and waited until everything melted before scooping it out and mixing it into the cold water.

   Then he took out a bottle of cheap Erguotou.

   "Pour it all in and mix well. You can add water according to your estimation. Don't make it too thin to cover the duck eggs."

   Whatever he said, Jojo would execute it exactly.

  So everyone in the live broadcast room saw him smashing the soil here, humming and carrying the bucket again, and then slowly started to mix with the mud...

  【It’s fun to talk about it】

  【This is now, when I was a child, it was all mud and urine】

  【In front, what are you talking about?】

  【Is it strange? Then you must be very young, like my big brother, when I was young, I used to **** myself and play with mud]

  【The shameful childhood memories are attacking me again】

  [I like to dig a hole on the dirt road on rainy days to soften the muddy water]

  【I am different, I like to smell car exhaust, but I am motion sick now】

  【I also like car exhaust, chasing the rear of the car...】

   No updates tonight! There is one more.

   The next day I tried to adjust my schedule.

  (end of this chapter)