Chapter 458 458. Sorghum and sweet stalk
Guo Dong was so unwilling.
"I know, you haven't experienced my medical skills, so you don't want to believe it, right?"
Song Tan:...
No.
She thought expressionlessly: It's totally unnecessary.
How much wine can be produced from just planting so much sorghum?
That's it, her grandfather has even sorted out what kind of soy sauce flavor and what kind of strong flavor... How can he have time to mess with some medicinal wine?
What's more, the function of medicinal wine is nothing more than health care. They can also achieve this effect at home for a long time.
Guo Dong sighed when he saw that she didn't speak.
But she didn't give up, and kept the bottle of medicine:
"Don't refuse yet! You don't have a partner yet, man, can I understand you?"
She Winking: "Ask them when they come back... There's no harm in giving it a try, right? I'm serious about conditioning my body, not the kind of medicine in novels that will burn you out as soon as you take it..."
Song Tan: ...
There was no other way, so she had to reach out and take the jar of wax pills.
But Guo Dong asked again: "I heard that your grandpa is weaving straw mats. How much does it cost for a bed? I'll buy a bed first."
Her air conditioner was shipped back, but because of the rain The installation was delayed, and the appointment was fully booked today, so she had to wait until the day after tomorrow... She didn't even buy a fan on this hot day, and it was really hot at night.
Fortunately, the houses in the countryside are built tall and big, and are ventilated and cool. It is early July again, so it is not as difficult as in the city. It only takes two days, so I can persevere.
But straw mats are not a waste. There are still several months of summer left.
Song Tan didn't have any objections. He showed her the straw mat he had just brought and said, "It's tentatively priced at 999 per bed. If you want it, you can get free shipping."
Guo Dong: ...
Now it was her turn to quickly take back her hand: "Thank you. I don't deserve it." She might as well borrow the fan first.
......
In the field at the foot of Houshan Mountain, Qiaoqiao has started the live broadcast again.
“Children, today Teacher Qiaoqiao will teach you how to chop sorghum.”
"There are two acres of sorghum planted here. Grandpa said it is mature and can be cut down to make wine."
"It rained here a few days ago. We shouldn't have cut sorghum today, but the sunshine here is very good. The wind is also strong, and there is no water now."
After he finished speaking, he reached out and shook the sorghum stalk, and sure enough, there were no water drops.
【Good guy! There are more and more skills on the resume]
[In the previous section, I learned the theory, but where did you practice it? 】
【Sorghum rice and water rice! This diabetic’s favorite! 】
【Sorghum noodles stir-fry! ! ! 】
As soon as Zhang Yanping turned on his mobile phone to observe the barrage in the live broadcast room, he saw that everyone’s comments were about the food, which made him couldn’t help but raise his head:
“Sorghum rice Water rice, is it delicious?”
Xin Jun thought for a while: “It’s okay—it’s definitely not as delicious as rice, but you can still try it.”
He was eager to try: "I heard that sorghum stalks are very sweet. I want to try it later!"
"Is it true? Then I have to try it too." Zhang Yanping was also excited - this is not like chewing sugar cane. Of? How beautiful it is to eat such sweet things in July!
His eyes roamed the row of sorghum in front of him, deciding to find the most handsome one later.
The two adults were working hard behind the scenes, but the child Qiao Qiao worked very hard.
At this moment, I saw him reach out and grab the heavy sorghum ear, then select the sickle about thirty centimeters below the sorghum ear and pull it down——
The heavy red and dense sorghum ears were already in his hands.
"Children, have you seen it? It's very simple. Just reach it with your hand and use the sickle to cut it."
Barrage: ... [The anchor thinks highly of me, I Not that high. 】
【This sorghum must be more than two meters long, right? Isn’t there that kind of dwarf sorghum now? Why not plant it? 】
[This seems to be Northeastern glutinous sorghum...good for making wine! 】
While talking, Qiaoqiao was already aiming at the next tree:
“However, today we have to take back all the sorghum stalks, so we won’t cut it from the beginning today. But cut it from the root."
He said, holding the sorghum stalk in his left hand, and used the sickle in his right hand hard -
Whoosh!
The whole sorghum tree fell directly.
When Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun heard the noise, they looked over -
God-given sorghum stalks!
The two men excitedly held up their knives and neatly chopped off a section of sorghum Sui'er's stem from behind.
Xin Jun calmly put on his gloves, broke off all the leaves, and threw them into a basket nearby.
The leaves of sorghum can be fed to fish, and the crushed leaves can be fed to chickens, ducks, and pigs.
The sorghum stalks themselves can be eaten as sugar cane - of course it is certainly not that sweet. They can also feed the pigs.
Tsk, it seems weird to think about it this way...
The two of them chose the middle part, and after a few cuts, they had two sections of sorghum stalk each.
Just...
Xin Jun looked at the sorghum stalk in his hand and felt something was wrong. Zhang Yanping had already tilted his head and started chewing——
Eating sorghum stalks is like chewing sugar cane. First take off the skin and then chew it——
Hey, why isn’t it sweet?
He turned to look at Xin Jun.
Xin Jun thought for a while: "I also ate it when I was a child. Maybe my memory has a filter - in this way, you gnaw off the skin first, and then eat the core inside. After all, it is sorghum, it must be It’s not as sweet as sugar cane, it’s probably just slightly sweet.”
Zhang Yanping thought for a while: It makes sense.
He then gnawed and pulled the sorghum stalk until only a thin section of milky white core was left inside. Then he chewed and chewed...
Soon, he spit them out like dregs.
"Your childhood filter is too outrageous. How can there be any sweetness? There is not even much moisture."
Xin Jun stared at him for a while: "Okay then Well, since it’s not sweet, I won’t eat it.”
Zhang Yanping: ...
He looked at the remaining sorghum stalk in his hand, and then at the one that Xin Jun casually threw into the basket. He always felt that something was not right.
But I thought about it but didn't think of it. I turned my head and stared at the sorghum stalk again, wondering: Could it be that he didn't chew the middle part?
At this time, Qiao Qiao had already chopped many sorghum stalks. Seeing Zhang Yanping squatting on the ground, she couldn't help but wonder:
"Brother Yanping, why do you want to eat this? This is not sweet. It belongs to piglets, don’t eat it randomly.”
Then he pointed to a few thick and tall sorghum trees in the corner, which were three or four meters tall:
“That’s the sweet stalk.”
Zhang Yanping:...? ! !
The next moment, I saw Xin Jun walking over with a sickle: "Okay! Qiao Qiao knows so much! I heard that you have also planted sorghum, and today the teacher is here to taste the fruits of your labor!"< br>
"Well!" Qiao Qiao was really energetic: "Teacher, please eat slowly! Grandpa said these are specially reserved sweet stalk seeds, which are sweeter than sugar cane."
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Turning to look at Zhang Yanping, who had a unique taste, Qiao Qiao sighed heavily:
"Brother Yanping! Don't eat it! This is really meant to be fed to pigs... Come on, let's chop sorghum together. Grandpa said to dry it early, and when the sorghum is harvested, he can still find time to use the sorghum ears to weave a broom!” one time.
Sorghum stalk, here we call it Tianxuxu (that’s the pronunciation anyway, it’s also called Tiangan.)
Good night.
(End of this chapter)