Chapter 98 98. Chickpea
“What kind of kiwi?”
Ulan asked: “Is it the kind of wild carambola in the mountains? It’s not as big as a table tennis ball. It’s edible. You still have to cover it, but it’s troublesome.”
“And when it’s not cooked, it’ll be hard no matter how you touch it. If you don’t eat it for two days, it will become rotten.”
She has also eaten kiwi fruits on the market, but she has never eaten any kiwi fruit. She only has a general understanding that they should look similar.
Zhang Yanping wanted to explain that it was not the same thing, and the fruit was sweet as soon as it was available.
But he was a fruit seller, not a fruit grower. He couldn't figure out how to harvest such fruits, so he simply put them aside.
"How about pomegranates? Pomegranates are fine and can last a long time. Those good pomegranates in the mature season can be sold for twenty yuan per kilogram."
Ulan nodded: "Pomegranates are fine. The pomegranates are in full bloom, how beautiful they are! Can the seedling seller give us some guidance then? He has to teach us.
Zhang Yanping thought for a while: "Otherwise, you can grow peaches. This year's high-end Lakeview peaches in my circle of friends cost more than 40 pounds per pound!"
"It's just that this thing is soft and rotten. , you have to be more careful.”
But the more he talked, the more excited he became: “Tantan, after you get the qualifications and certificates for your family farm, I will open an online store here and I will be your customer service. Come on!”
“I guarantee that all damaged orders will be handled properly.”
As long as he doesn’t have to work in the fields, he can go online to communicate with others for three days. Three nights!
It’s okay to be a close sister.
“Forty to fifty one catty? How can these peaches be sold at such a high price?”
Ulan said with emotion again:
“There are not many trees in the village. There are two peach trees. When we were young, there were two peach trees near the pond. The fruits were green and only matured in June and July. They were small and sweet, with a bit of sourness and a bit of bitterness. The seeds were still red. Not to mention how delicious it is.”
Later, when the pond was being built, the two peach trees were cut down, and no one in this area planted them again.
At most, there were two May peaches left, which were left unattended and tasted tasteless.
The more Wulan talked, the more emotional he became: "Now that life is getting better, eating is not as delicious as before. The peaches I bought on the street last year cost two yuan a pound. It was just like that. I don't like it now." Eat it.”
This description made Zhang Yanping, who was already tired after working for a long time, instantly salivate.
He thought for a while, and finally came up with something:
“Auntie, if you want to talk about a peach that looks a bit like a peach, I really know one.”
He pulled out the picture: "Look, it's still green when ripe, with a little red at the end. It tastes crispy and sweet, not sour or bitter, but it still has that peach flavor."
"Storage-resistant and transport-resistant, it can be kept in the refrigerator for several months."
He handed over the phone and saw a cyan peach as big as a fist, with only a few dots at the end. It is red, and the peach has a hook-like pointed mouth.
“Hickbill peach.”
“This was sold online last year. It seemed to cost ten yuan a pound. They all said it tasted like the hairy peach when I was a child.”
"Auntie, you are good at planting peach trees, right? If you listen to the guidance of professionals then, you will definitely not be far behind."
It happened that Song Sancheng also came back from outside. When he heard something about peaches, he subconsciously Asked: "Should we plant peach trees in the back mountain?"
"Okay, we all plant peach trees here, it's not wrong. I just don't know if they will sell well... Isn't it popular among young people nowadays to eat whatever they want? Cherry, blueberry or strawberry?" Zhang Yan said calmly: With the taste of your products, are you worried about selling them?
Anyway, he looked over expectantly:
"Tantan, farming is a big deal, and you can't just spend tens of thousands of dollars on saplings. Why don't I spend this afternoon doing it? Let’s check the information and we’ll be sure!”
Song Tan also smiled softly: "Brother Yanping, there is no foolproof way to farm. I can only say that we should learn more, listen more, watch more, and practice seriously - but you can't live up to your kindness. ...Let's do it this way. You can work as usual in the afternoon and come back to check the information in the evening. Brother Yanping, your transformation time can't be wasted."
Zhang Yanping: ...
His vicissitudes of life. He threw down the rake in his hand, and then pulled his collar down: "Tantan, it's April day, and I'm still wearing a straw hat! Just look at my skin color after these two days of torture. What’s the comparison?”
Actually, there’s really not much of a difference, just two days of rain, what kind of exposure can you show? Just a little bit of conflict and contrast.
Qiao Qiao smiled proudly: "Brother, you are tanned. Qiao Qiao is not afraid of being in the sun."
That is, no matter how much this silly boy tans, his skin will turn red and peel off at most. He is not black, then What can be done?
Zhang Yanping was isolated and helpless. Seeing that all the troops had returned, he had no choice but to wash his hands sadly and get ready to eat.
There were eleven people at a lively table, and everyone was eating a large bowl of fried pork with milkvetch in the center without even raising their heads.
Next to me, Wulan is not stingy, and has arranged everything for braised pork ribs and stewed meat. But judging from everyone's eating situation in the past two days, no one touched the rest of the pot of milkvetch until it was finished.
Song Sancheng enthusiastically handed over a bottle of beer. It was rare for a man in the village to work without drinking two glasses of beer. He also got a bottle for himself, and then said:
"Cangli, I have to go out if I have something to do in the afternoon. I won’t go to the mountains for a while. You can take care of things first.”
The man named Banli is Zhou, a brother of Zhou Maozhu, a tea fryer, and he is now in his forties or fifties.
Hearing this, he nodded: "Okay. It's just a matter of cleaning up the mountain. What else can happen? You should go about your business."
After saying that, he asked casually: "What are you doing? Huh?”
Song Sancheng sighed.
“It’s the family on the uphill corner of our back hill, next door to Daqiao Village. Do you know? I’ve been to my family before. In the morning, I heard a call from his family saying that the old lady was gone. "
People in the village are related to each other from all over the country. When he said this, everyone at the table reacted: "Oh, that's not that house! Who...the man’s name is Zhang Wangjia? I remember he seemed a little lame.”
Someone next to him answered: "It's just a little bit, it doesn't affect work, and it's very convenient. No, he gave birth to two sons and a daughter. His daughter seems to have married into the town, and his sons are all in the city."< br>
They are all about the same age, and it is a bit sad to talk about birth, old age, illness and death. I couldn't help but asked curiously:
"But I remember that both of us were in good health. Why did they suddenly say no and disappear?"
Song Sancheng was also puzzled: " I heard that Sister-in-law Zhang accidentally fell down two days ago and said she broke her leg or something."
"I was thinking that I should go to the hospital in town to take a look when I have time, but suddenly this happened. News, I don’t know what’s going on.”
There haven’t been many comments in the past few days...
Chickpea is my favorite fruit this year. It’s green, crisp, sweet and really delicious.
The character who is about to appear will be Tan Tan’s first long-term employee. It is also adapted from real events, so I will write more.
The first one, Old Man Li, doesn’t count. We only talked about that one this year and we’ll talk about it again next year.
(End of this chapter)