Song Tan Jishi

  Jojo's hot live broadcast continued until the phone ran out of battery, and the audience in the live broadcast room once again saw a black screen and used their self-management skills to disperse silently.

   On the other hand, Song Tan and others, who watched the live broadcast the whole time, had much more subtle expressions.

  She counted: "I don't think their tour will last long."

Ulan was just biting a tender water chestnut, and she glanced at her when she heard the words: "You still put on that gesture of pinching your fingers? It's not clear that the things I brought are finished, and I don't have anything to eat right now... I won't come back and wait." I'm going to suffer!"

   No way!

   Everyone watched helplessly as Xin Jun didn't hold back his cheeks and surrounded him. The three elders finally divided out the soybeans one by one! In the end, just pour the sauce directly into the bowl of the buffet, and let's... let's taste it per person!

   The whole buffet is full of hearty food, with three to five bowls of rice per capita, and there is no food left in the cliff restaurant...

  Not to mention anything else, one hundred yuan must be enough to eat.

  And Song Sancheng ate a piece of watermelon, still holding a happy and honest face: "Tan Tan, don't you want to see our Tao Tao Bao store? Yan Ping is really caring, and he doesn't forget to solicit business for us when he travels!"

  When people asked him, he said that the Taotaobao store was very distracted by the advertisement.

  Song Tan: …

  She didn't want to click on the backstage at all, she just said badly:

   "What else is there to sell in the store?"

  Song Sancheng:…

  Okay...the ad was a bit lonely, anyway, there was nothing in the store.

  Professor Song watched the whole live broadcast, and now there is only one question—

   "Is this fried soybean... for sale?"

   Isn’t this a waste of a question! Yanran grabbed a handful of beans and was eating them, they were crunchy and crispy:

   "It's definitely not for sale, teacher, didn't you just plant two or three acres, which might not be enough for the whole family!"

  Professor Song heaved a long sigh: "Then you soya bean...do you need to plan more places for next year?"

   "That's for sure!"

  Song Tan has already snapped his fingers and calculated: "Soybeans and mung beans can be dried in the sun. They are easy to sell, processed, and convenient for express delivery. There are many ways to eat them. I will definitely plan more places next year!"

  Professor Song silently wrote this down.

   Turned to look at the water chestnut again—I really can’t eat it anymore, I really can’t!

   "What about aquatic products? Lotus root, water chestnut, fish, shrimp, duck and goose?"

  Song Tan thought for a while: "Don't worry about the water chestnut, let's just eat it fresh."

   "You can have lotus root! At present, there are two ponds, one big and one small, and the river beach. They can be arranged."

   "There must be fish and shrimp. Let's raise more ducks. The salted duck eggs are also easy to sell!" Although the salted duck eggs in yellow mud at home take a long time to get good, I haven't tasted the taste yet, but the taste is confident, it is still full.

   "As for the goose..."

   "Forget about the goose." Song Tan sighed: "Dabai is noisy enough..."

   But it’s not impossible to raise two more, because Dabai’s duck herding skills have risen in a straight line since he mixed the ducks in the pond in hot weather. When he raises his voice in the duck flock, all the hundreds of ducks have to quack in line!

   It can be seen that management has a bright future.

When it comes to pickled duck eggs, Grandpa Seven also has something to say: "The last time I used that Erguotou to roll over a basket of duck eggs to marinate, it's been a week, and I guess it can be eaten—how about it? How do you want to eat it at night? Just cut it open, or Squeeze some mashed garlic and mix it with egg yolk?”

  Duck eggs marinated in white wine and salt water will come out faster than those marinated in yellow mud. It is indeed about the same in a week.

   "How about fried potato shreds with salted egg yolk? Or grind beans tonight, and stew tofu with egg yolk tomorrow? Surely it's for dinner?"

  He thought about it, and the menu diverged: "Then don't do anything else tomorrow morning, cook a white porridge, steamed rice cakes, and salted duck eggs to make do with it."

   Make do?

  Who makes do?

  Which one is okay?

   Obviously, I can't wait to grow ten or eight stomachs now!

   Suck!

Professor Song was getting old and couldn't bear to eat and eat like this, so he had to try his best to turn his thinking to the profession: "I have seen the two ponds in your family. The ecology by the bamboo forest is very good. The place is not big, just Let the water chestnut go according to your ideas."

   "The back mountain is very big. It is recommended to plant field roots, which would be more appropriate—by the way, do you focus on planting lotus roots or lotus seeds?"

  Song Tan said "ah": "Aren't they all the same? The lotus root growing on the bottom won't affect the flowering and bearing lotus seeds on the top, right?"

  Professor Song:…

  If you want to say that, it's really okay.

  But the large-scale planting of others must have a focus—forget it, this one doesn’t follow the focus! It is true that there is nothing to eat.

   "Let's focus on lotus seeds! Lotus seeds are easy to collect, transport, and store, which is more convenient than lotus roots. They can also be sold together with your white fungus."

  Professor Song was thinking about the problem, and the three students began to organize the records: "In this case, the pond and river beach need to be cleaned up during the dry season in winter, and this can be put aside."

   "For lotus seeds, white lotus should be the better variety, right? The yield of red-skinned lotus seeds is too low."

   "What about the lotus root? You can't just look at the lotus seeds, but bring some rich ingredients. The big pond is the field lotus root. Deep water is more convenient—safflower lotus root?"

   "Look back at the water level on the river beach. The white lotus root is crispy. When the time comes, let the lotus root sprouts be mixed with vinegar and pepper..."

   Suck!

  When the topic was off topic, everyone couldn't continue talking immediately.

   And here, Song Sancheng finally dropped the water chestnut vine in his hand: "It can be regarded as finished picking!"

  He had been sitting for noon, and now he was free. Regardless of the sun outside, he carried a rake and went to turn over the old tea leaves outside the yard.

   asked Ulan: "What did the village say? When will the old tea branches cut from the mountain be brought back?"

   "What's the rush!" Ulan is now very calm: "It's so hot, the sun must go down! Don't worry, it's just five acres of land, and Tan Tan can just drive up the mountain a few times by then."

   "Pick off the leaves tomorrow, nothing will be delayed."

   Isn't Song Sancheng in a hurry!

   "People in Yanping still don't forget to advertise for their family when they travel, but there is nothing to sell in the store. This is not... this is not..."

  Where has the Taotaobao store been so empty until now? With no sustainable income of tens of thousands of dollars per day, Song Sancheng was inevitably panicked when he was building mountains, planning and talking about river beaches!

   Having said that, Ulan panicked a little.

  Because she remembered, because it was too hot to supply the vegetables, the business of selling vegetables here also stopped.

  Now the family can sell, except for a few straw mats every day, there are only a few watermelons left on the mountain. Other than that, there is really nothing else!

   The couple pondered under the sun for a while, and suddenly realized that there was another thing they had missed——

   "Tan Tan, the fish in the pond are almost grown, right? Can you sell them online?"

In the spring, the fish fries were released, and a few ground cages were placed to catch the black fish. They have no natural enemies in the pond. Fishermen pulled weeds one by one for two months. They spent a lot of money, but they didn’t cheat a few. fish…

  Based on this calculation, the pond should be full now, right?

  The old lady in the same ward had a tossing all night, and the boss with a vigorous voice always had to chat passionately with her daughter at night. My feeling... I don’t want to mention it^.

  Cough got worse today.

  The doctor said that the late stage of inflammation is like this, and it will take a long time to repair...

   But it’s still an early day! satisfy!

   Keep up the good work, there should be an update tonight.