Song Tan Jishi

  Master Qian really wants to eat sweet potato vines!

  He ate this at Song Tan's house last night.

  Song Youliang is an old thing, the older he gets, the more his cooking skills return to basics. Choose tender sweet potato vines and break them into small pieces, stir-fry with garlic and chili, it is refreshing and spicy, don't mention eating more!

  As for the old ones, there is no waste at all, they are really fed to pigs!

  Those green vines were chopped up in front of him, as if they were chopping his heart!

  How could Master Qian bear it!

He almost yelled that he could pickle sweet potato vines, but that black guy named Zhang Yanping was not a good person either. When he heard that the old vines had to be cut and peeled to taste, he immediately said that they had no shortage of vegetables, only good ones. pork.

  In short, the final destination of those vines is the pigsty.

  Master Qian wanted to ask the workers to taste it, so he could have another meal by the way.

   I didn't expect this group of people...

well!

  He sighed, and finally went out for a walk with his hands behind his back. Seeing that the radish seedlings nearby were as long as the palm of his hand, he couldn't help but want to eat fried radish sprouts.

   Walking forward, I saw that the cabbage had several leaves, and I couldn't help thinking about what it would be like to stir-fry it.

   Going a little further, spinach, celery, lettuce, and Chinese cabbage... are all grown up.

   Looking at the low-lying places with more stable temperatures, the autumn cowpeas and peppers are already quite large.

   "We'll have to build a greenhouse next month... It's a new cold-resistant product, so I don't know if it will work..."

  Master Qian stared quietly for a while, and then his mood gradually calmed down. He looked towards another place, and saw that the strong chestnut tree was overturned by the wind, with white leaves on the back, heavy thorns on the branches, and it was about to mature.

   There are also golden rice fields at the bottom of the mountain farther away...

Golden! !

   It's time to harvest rice! new rice!

  He was excited all over, and now he only felt light and healthy, and his feet were nimble, so he rushed directly down the mountain after a while:

   "Song Tan, when will your rice be harvested? Sell me some rice! I want it for myself, not for restaurants."

  Song Tan was stunned: "Master Qian, the rice can't be sold. There are only two plots of land in total, and the output is only enough for the family to eat."

   This is enough, I have to do something else alternately in my daily life. But there is no way, who said that everyone in the family is a fool!

  Master Qian's old face collapsed, pitifully: "My wife is getting old and weak, so I usually like to drink some white porridge...this rice..."

  Song Tan: ...I really can't! Master Qian, you also said yesterday that your family members wear high-heeled leather shoes to dance in the square every day!

   In the morning, I even lead everyone to do Baduanjin in the park!

  She smiled helplessly: "Okay, Master Qian... When you leave, I will pack ten catties of rice for you alone!"

   Seeing what Master Qian wanted to say, she quickly stopped her: "No matter how much you have, you will be gone! Ten catties of rice can be eaten for a long time, so you can't just eat plain porridge every day, right?"

  Master Qian's old face was not red, and now he went up the mountain contentedly.

   Before leaving, he turned his head and yelled at Seventh Cousin: "Old Song, I think the chestnuts on the mountain are ripe, when are you going to make chestnut stewed chicken?"

  The angry seventh cousin yelled at his back: "When you are old, you have to show some face, and you want to eat whatever you see. You are still a master, why are you so greedy?!"

   "Uh..." Wang Xiaoshun said weakly at the side: "I can peel chestnuts..."

   Seventh Cousin: …

   "Eat, eat, eat! A group of eaters! Eat it at night! Tantan, good chestnuts must be matched with meat, how about picking a small hen from Houshan?"

   It’s time for the meat to be tender!

   Before Song Tan could speak, Qiao Qiao disagreed: "Seventh Cousin, why are you like this!"

   "My sister already said that the chick costs a few dollars to buy. Now that we have eaten so much food from our family, it hasn't laid eggs properly for a few years. How can it just eat like this?"

He shook his head and sighed, as Ulan usually sighs about a prodigal son: "Seventh Cousin, you really don't know how to do business!"    Seventh Cousin was silent for a moment, and then said: "Qiao Qiao, is it possible that I am a cook? ?”

  Jojo was dumbfounded.

  …

   But speaking of rice harvesting...

  Ulan also just hung up the phone: "It's still the same, the agricultural machinery has harvested 451 acres, let's hire someone to do it."

  In the plains, it is estimated that two or three hundred yuan can be collected per mu, but here they are in the mountains.

   Moreover, my family is the only one who needs to harvest in this area. They opened a machine specially for these two lands, and the asking price of four hundred and five is really not much to say.

But the two pieces of land add up to three or four acres. Ulan thought about it: Anyway, the excavator on the mountain is still digging the fruit tree pits, and the new strong laborers from the village will continue to dig the pits carefully when the fruit trees come. Tree…

  Since this is the case, for three hundred yuan a day, it is better to let them help harvest. The two lands can be cleaned up by three people in less than two days.

  The only difference now is—

   "Didn't my sister say that you can hold a class reunion for me when the rice is harvested?"

   Qiao Qiao looked at Song Tan expectantly.

  Song Tan: …

  Just... When coaxing the child, what words don't come out of your mouth?

   But... Even if people come, there is nothing to sell, and the economic benefits are not high!

   But Qiao Qiao has been taught so well now, if he doesn’t fulfill it...

  Song Tan thought for a while, and seriously discussed with him: "If no one is watching to cut the rice, it will be easy to get hurt. The last time my sister held a class reunion, they were all watching from the side. It was very hard."

   "Qiao Qiao, I can't hold a class reunion for you this year when you cut the rice, but when the pig is killed before the Chinese New Year, can I invite five of you to hold a class reunion?"

   "You can invite them to watch the slaughter of pigs, and you can also ask them to help pull the legs of the pigs, and finally invite them to eat the slaughtered pigs."

  I can still sell them some big bags and small bags when I leave... After all, the Chinese New Year is almost here, and no matter how stingy they are, they will be willing to give up some.

   Qiao Qiao thought about it, but she wasn't particularly persistent.

  He just emphasized very seriously: "Then when the pig is slaughtered, you must invite it, and it can't be delayed until next year."

   "Definitely!" Song Tan also heaved a sigh of relief.

  Ulan was busy answering everyone's questions, and she was very happy at the moment: "It takes two days to harvest rice, and several days to plant fruit trees, and then it's time to sow winter wheat."

  The land has already been plowed, and only need to raise some more ridges to sow seeds. The temperature is still a little high these days, and the wheat is easy to grow too much if it is planted early. It is more suitable to wait until the end of the month.

  Based on this calculation, the next half a month will be busy, and none of the active labor in the village will be wasted, and everyone will have an income...

  Ulan thought to herself, after working in farm work all her life, it is only this year that she feels hopeful in life.

   Ah, thank you Ruthless Demon Cat for your reward.

   Let me talk about a very desperate thing. I used to be a night shift madman, but at night I was full of passion, inspiration, and hand speed soared.

  Now my mind is blank at night, sleepy like a dog.