Chapter 698 698. Worse than beans
“Really!” Ulan affirmed!
Aunt Lianhua was overjoyed.
Although I watch the food trucks carrying meat up the mountain every day, after eating at Tan Tan’s house for so many months, I know what a good taste is!
If she really wanted to eat in the mountains, no matter how great the cook was, she would not be able to part with it.
Zhang Yanping walked around and found that everyone had something to do and seemed out of place, so he took the initiative to find a topic:
"Auntie, where is Tantan?"
Ulan looked at him One glance: "Tan Tan is still cooking beans in the kitchen."
Zhang Yanping remembered this and hurried to the kitchen to take a look -
Ouch! In such a big three-pot pot, the beans are boiling full, and they are rolling one by one and still foaming.
Looking at the large iron bucket on the side, piles of cooked beans have been taken out - it can be seen that two hundred kilograms of beans need to be cooked several times!
And his good cousin was stirring there with a spoon, and asked the seventh cousin:
"Is this hardness good?"
Qi Cousin The master's ruthless iron hand pinched one off the spoon, and it took some strength to crush it - he nodded with satisfaction:
"Let's anneal and close the lid of the pot. Wait for the previous barrels to be processed. It's done, it's almost done. "The texture will be slightly softer, but still slightly hard, and the taste will be very good when making soy beans.
Seeing Zhang Yanping standing at the door, the seventh cousin had a kind face: "Yanping, how are you resting?"
Zhang Yanping hesitated for a moment - did he say yes or no?
At this moment, I could only smile perfunctorily, and then looked at Song Tan:
"Tan Tan, haven't you finished all the moxa sticks in the morning? There should be more, right?"
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"There should be." Song Tan thought for a while: I made a lot of moxa sticks in the morning, and there were more than fifty moxa sticks in total. Twenty of them were given to Guo Dong to help the villagers with moxibustion at the clinic——
After all, with such a long and thick moxa stick, you can never use up one at a time.
The remaining thirty sticks were at home, and I went back to learn moxibustion at home...
Zhang Yanping asked her: "I just looked at Qiao Qiao's background data, and I have been giving him Those who give rewards are all insomniacs.”
“I’m thinking, should I let Qiao Qiao do the live broadcast alone? Give two moxa sticks to each of the top three people on the list.”
He took out the screenshot of the backstage and showed it to Song Tan:
"Look, each of the top three rewards is more than 5,000 yuan."
And the ID names are also very interesting -
[I really want to sleep again Five hundred years]
[Wake up at five o’clock in the morning on Monday]
[Is it sinful to sleep for three hours]
Hiss...
Song Tan, who doesn't really need sleep, feels painful just looking at their IDs.
I thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's give one to each person."
It was really a matter of rubbing and hammering the moxa, it was too trivial and painful, and she was not willing to do it again. . Therefore, moxa sticks are very valuable.
But having said that, there seems to be nothing in the house that is not valuable.
"By the way, ask Dr. Guo, where can moxibustion cure insomnia? Let Qiao Qiao do a simple live broadcast and tell them about moxa sticks as a fan benefit." Last time, the MCN organization talked about sucking powder and solidifying powder, and broadcasting it to fans. Welfare and the like...it makes sense.
Thinking about this, she had another idea.
“If I’m going to give out gifts via live broadcast at the end of the year, let’s give a pound of our pickled beans to the first three people!”
Zhang Yanping:…
How to say it? It's generous, but something seems not quite right.
And...
"What was the name of the MCN organization I came to talk to you about last time? Let me look back and see what their anchors are doing? There are quite a lot of small tricks, so we can Learn from it."
"Indeed." Song Tanshen agreed: "It all makes sense."
It's just that the MCN organization, who is accustomed to making big mistakes, fainted in the toilet.
Zhang Yanping accomplished one more thing and felt at ease - isn't mental work just work? He is really not a freeloader!
At this moment, I was very happy: "Then I'll go and ask!"
In this way, it shouldn't appear that I am immobile, right?
Ulan, who was placing the dustpan, glanced at him and thought that the young man couldn't hold his breath anymore! No, as soon as Dr. Guo said it in the morning, he already thought of an excuse to see someone in the afternoon.
Here, Song Tan was about to agree when he saw Wang Xiaoshun coming down the mountain, calling her:
"Song Tan, my master said that he will ask you to buy another two hundred kilograms of soybeans tomorrow. He will make watermelon jam tomorrow and eat it in the canteen on the mountain."
What should I say? Master Qian is here, and he and Qi Cousin have to compete invisibly in everything they do - even if the ingredients are different in nature, they still try to let the other party see their various skills.
The result is-not to mention how happy the family is!
Wang Xiaoshun followed his seventh cousin and learned a lot about the craftsmanship of wild vegetables. At this time, he was very considerate when accompanying Master Qian to come up with ideas:
“Don’t worry about the watermelon, wait for the sauce. It’s not too late to buy the beans when they’re ready.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Yanping, who was obviously idle, standing in the corridor. He couldn't help but feel happy:
"That's right, Zhang Yanping, didn't the doctor say you should move more? Why don't you go to the mountain and give it to me tomorrow?" Master, please help!"
Zhang Yanping wanted to refuse immediately, but he saw Song Tanzheng looking at him expectantly: "Yes, Brother Yanping, there is nothing to do tomorrow, so just go and help me. One hundred pounds is much easier than today."
Zhang Yanping: ...Is it too late to say that his arms are still shaking now?
Before he could recover from this sadness, Song Tan looked at the seventh cousin again:
"How about we cook another five hundred catties of beans?"
"Make five hundred catties of soy beans, and then five hundred catties of watermelon jam."
Forget it, seventh cousin. Calculation: "For five hundred kilograms of soybeans, the amount of soybeans will be about two thousand kilograms. If you make watermelon sauce... it will be almost three thousand kilograms! You have to buy a few more large pottery jars first."
"Buy ! I'll buy it early tomorrow morning!" Song Tan was looking forward to it.
Oh, how much will a pound of sauce cost then? Making this is so labor-intensive, much more labor-intensive than the simple and straightforward green pepper beef sauce, and the storage time is so long... Is it too cheap to sell it for 100?
The seventh cousin chuckled: "Why are you so anxious? The dried chili peppers we have at home are enough to make the sauce this time. Let's make the five hundred kilograms slowly, otherwise the chili peppers and garlic in the field won't be able to catch up."
"Okay!" Song Tan was not in a hurry for this day or two. She just said casually: "Okay, I will ask Brother Yanping to help you later."
Zhang Yanping:...
No one cares about me?
Just after finishing five hundred kilograms, another two hundred kilograms were added to the mountain, and the seventh cousin's daily scattered work will definitely fall on him!
He was a little broken and thought:
At this pace, wouldn’t he have work to do every day? Moving the beans, washing the beans, cooking the beans, drying the beans...
It was obviously summer vacation, why was his life worse than that of the beans?
I'm sleepy... I'll make up for it tomorrow. Good night. I slept for nine hours last night (so happy, wow). If I hadn't had a cupping in the dog days of summer and had to go to bed early today, I would definitely be able to get better!
(End of this chapter)