Chapter 275 274. Harvest of Melon Seeds
After eating, Zhou Qian drove to the hillside they had climbed before to collect tree trunks - if they didn't collect enough, I'm afraid they would have to go to Jinyuan Community to find out. No one knows how to make mushroom buns.
And Huaiyu carried the basket and got into the vegetable field - after three or four days of cleaning up, another batch of vegetables was already ripe! In the past, she would have been busy picking vegetables early in the morning and then carrying them to the market.
But now that I have a car, I can go anywhere and anytime, and the pace of life has immediately become more relaxed.
By the way, she also wanted to bring two ginseng to Boss Tang and Uncle Zaozi - of course, the ordinary ginseng she had given birth to.
As for whether Uncle Zaozi will find out that she sold these ginseng...the two are so different that they should be invisible.
It doesn’t matter even if you see it! Uncle Zaozi knew that she lived in the Rose Corridor, and the ability of the wood element to induce the growth of ginseng was not a rare thing.
You must know that in plantations everywhere, 70% of the wood-type abilities are concentrated there, which is not worth mentioning.
She thought about her plan, and then thought that she and Zhou Qian together could not collect 4,000 points in savings, and decided that she still had to sell vegetables well! Everything else is a surprise. Only selling vegetables is a stable job.
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The whole summer passed in such a leisurely manner, and when the autumn leaves withered and turned yellow, and the frosty sky turned white, Huaiyu's home was completely different again.
Nothing has changed inside the house, except that the big hole in the corner where Kuangbiao once drilled out the bamboo shoots is now occupied by a layer of large elm and yellow mushrooms.
Huaiyu was very unhappy about this. She even said that she could bring a bag of cement back to cover it, but Yuhuanggu promised to give them more native spore powder in the future...< br>
In short, for the sake of Zhou Qian's combat effectiveness and fear that the elm yellow mushroom itself would not survive the winter at the foot of the mountain, Huaiyu finally accepted it.
The only one injured was Kuang Biao——
"Why can it do it but I can't? My bamboo shoots grow up to the sky and the ground. They are obviously more supportive than it!"
Huaiyu got angry when he heard this: "Standing on the ground all day long? Yes! The ground! It’s all broken, and if you break the roof, you don’t need me to water it for you when it rains, right?”
“Also, you are a bamboo who knows how to talk to a girlfriend, I But girl, how can I let you watch me sleep? You’re such a shameless pervert!”
Hmph!
Kangbiao felt even more aggrieved: "We are not the same species...you are a human being...well, actually I don't feel like you are a human being, but you are indeed a human being. How could I treat a human being?" Interested? ”
Hurrah! Huaiyu became even more angry! A full pot of bamboo tube rice was steamed that day.
And outside——
The green vegetables have been replaced by vegetables suitable for autumn, and the peppers have gradually become sparse, but the red hot peppers and red hot peppers have become extra special. Eye-catching.
The cowpea vines that once looked like giant pythons are now gradually withering away, leaving only the young cowpeas sprouting sporadically on the vines that can be used to make a pot of vegetables every two or three days.
Soon, these will have to be pulled out and quickly transplanted with the vegetable seedlings cultivated by Qiubo.
The soybeans and mung beans on the other end have long been mature. When they were harvested by Zhou Qian and spread out to dry in the sun, the occasional crackling sound of the pods exploding was particularly pleasant...
After the weather turns cooler, the bamboo forest tunnel It is filled with a whole row of sauce jars, pickled vegetable jars, and various dried vegetables... Huaiyu has even made up his mind to make some bacon, bacon, steak, sausages and the like after the temperature drops again.
The rows will be hanging up here, it will be cool, dry and ventilated, the temperature will be relatively stable, and Kuangbiao and Qiangwei Corridor will be guarding it - wow! There is simply no safer place in the world. At this moment, she walked around outside and looked up at the roof. When she saw Zhou Qian carefully stepping on the ridge of the roof and holding a sunflower disk as big as a millstone in both hands, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief——
Sunflower seeds are finally ripe and dried!
The only bad thing is that I shouldn't have planted the sunflowers behind the house to save trouble and cover it up. Although the distance from the house does not affect the lighting, who made Kuangbiao so angry?
In short, Xiaokui is so beautiful that she refuses to fall in love.
Not only is he not in love, he also dislikes it very much - in fact, when the sunflower seeds are ripe, Huaiyu wants to ask if he can cut them down - because Xiaokui has not saved enough this year. The energy cannot survive the winter.
Huaiyu could give birth again, but it refused.
If you can't survive the winter, you can't survive the winter. This is the case for plants like them that bear a lot of seeds! As long as one seed takes root and sprouts in the coming year, it will be another one of itself, there is no difference.
It hasn't mutated too much, it's just growing strong and I'm satisfied with it.
So, if Huaiyu wants to eat melon seeds, you can, just leave a few seeds and plant them next year.
It doesn’t matter if you cut it down and dry it in the sun. The day the seed matures is the moment it falls into dormancy, and the plant itself has no vitality.
However, as Kuangbiao’s neighbor, it has put in so much effort to grow taller than the bamboo. Even if it is cut down to dry the flower tray, it cannot be placed lower than him!
This is Xiaokui’s dignity!
What can Huaiyu do about this?
She had no choice but to wave her hand: "Okay, I won't cut the flower plate. Don't let it supply nutrients after it is dormant, just dry it naturally."
It's a loss. Autumn is dry and there is no rain, otherwise even if Xiaokui is not happy, she will quickly cut off the flower disk.
In short, Zhou Qian now stood on the roof and struggled to hook the flower plate off. He also had to be trembling and careful not to let the dried melon seeds fall. It was really a big project.
But now after moving down, the two of them were pleasantly surprised when they stared at the flower disks as big as millstones.
I originally thought that if the melon seeds were too big, I might lose my soul when I smashed them. But it turns out that except for Xiaokui's flower plate, the others are the size of normal melon seeds.
Twenty or thirty flower disks as big as millstones were neatly placed at the door. The two of them found a piece of plastic film and spread it on the ground. They turned the flower disk upside down and tapped it gently with a wooden stick. Zhu Chang thought about it:
"Brother Zhou Qian, eating melon seeds after the New Year's Eve dinner must be very delicious!"
Zhou Qian originally had no feelings for melon seed snacks, but six years after the disaster, Bai Qian Steamed buns have also become a big meal, and melon seeds have not been encountered in several years.
He thought for a while, and then said deeply: "Fry the original one, and then fry the salty one. Can you make that kind of plum flavor?"
As he was talking, he heard two car horns on the roadside.
Zhou Qian raised his eyebrows: "Someone is coming."
Huaiyu was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Did Boss Tang send Gao Ming over? His house I I just cleaned it yesterday, and it’s even shabbier than Brother Zhou Qian’s house!”
Update 2, good night. The next door is writing a book!
That’s right, use the time method! Gao Ming settled down and set off for the wilderness without incident.