Chapter 720 720. The cumbersomeness of winter melon candy
Professor Song said that he had a big fight, and he never left the room except for eating for the next day. The same was true for his students. Even Tian Tian did not leave when he saw this. Dare to go to class again.
In fact, the few words they revealed were very complicated. They discussed fish meal, fallen leaf fermentation, Tianhui green juice, fermented pepper extract, etc.
Sounds like They all know each other, and together they are obviously not something he can control.
The honest boy was silent and had no choice but to work.
The Houttuynia cordata by the pond was almost collected. He saw that there were not many pine hair leaves to light the fire in the kitchen, and then thought about the fallen leaves discussed by several teachers, so he simply went up the mountain with a rake and a sack.
Master Qian on the mountain was also embarking on a big fight at this time.
First of all——
He transported the 500 kilograms of beans he had covered previously to the mountain on a tricycle.
He is making watermelon jam from these beans. His personal habits are different, and the way he covers the beans is also different from that of his seventh cousin.
But the same thing is that after the white Aspergillus oryzae is fermented, it also needs to be dried.
It’s just that Lao Xu from the construction team on the mountain didn’t know what he had done. His temporary kitchen was placed in such a large flat area.
Although it is a bit remote, it will not be affected by the dust and dirt from the construction site, and it is also clean for cooking and eating.
But now it’s good. Just next to the kitchen, the excavator is digging a big hole, and there are people preparing cushions and laying concrete...
What the hell? Yes, there is always sand and dust, so the place where Master Qian makes sauce can only be moved down the mountain.
No, the beans that had been fermented and sun-dried for a long time were packed in sacks and transported on a tricycle.
He didn't start working immediately after he was moved. He took the time to tell Song Tan:
"Boss Song, the helper you hired is very hardworking. Let me see. You can talk to me later and keep her working here... She is really hard-working."
He was talking about Zhai Xiaofeng.
Master Qian observed for a period of time and found that although she was very well-dressed and wore a big skirt with gold and silver, she was crisp and neat in her work.
In comparison, that is really a hundred times better than the previous Zhai Xiao'e!
When she came here, the job content that Song Tan and Master Qian said was to cook for the workers on the mountain. She would do odd jobs, wash vegetables, wash pots and cook dishes.
But Master Qian showed his intention. At this time, he was both showing off the sauce and covering up the beans, so the workload increased a lot in vain.
Although there is no hard work, even if there is, it is not Xiaofeng’s turn. But packing the beans is tedious and meticulous, and requires a lot of effort... To be honest, it's quite hard when the weather is so hot.
But Zhai Xiaofeng did not complain at all, but did a very practical job!
Her idea is simple: there are so many people here, and her ex-husband is afraid to come, so she might as well perform well and make more money!
When her child goes to college, if she can stay in Song Tan's house and work... then what should she have to worry about?
Children can work hard on their own!
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Master Qian may not be able to fully understand this kind of complexity. But when it comes to vision, he is much better than his seventh cousin.
Song Tan also had a good impression of Zhai Xiaofeng. At this moment, he glanced at Zhai Xiaofeng, who was wearing a straw hat and pouring the beans out of the sack, and nodded silently.
Zhai Xiaofeng did not notice it.
While twisting the beans to check the dryness and humidity, she turned to ask: "Boss Song, please bring the watermelon here today. Then we can make the sauce early tomorrow morning. Without delay, it will be just right. Let it dry all day long.”
“I saw the weather forecast and said there won’t be any rain for half a month. It’s a good time to dry the sauce!”
Master Qian nodded: “ Okay. Please take the trouble." He turned to Song Tan and winked.
Song Tan also nodded: "Okay, I happened to order a few large vats for drying the sauce. Let's ask them to transport it together."
After all, there are five hundred kilograms of dried beans on the mountain, and at the bottom of the mountain... cover the beans and watermelon. More than a thousand kilograms of sauce was used before and after, and there were only a few large vats, so there was no room to put the beans. Nowadays, watermelon jam alone requires thousands of pounds of watermelon... This is a big business.
Song Tan asked someone who sells melon seedlings, and they can have melons delivered by car in minutes.
Luckily, she showed some conscience and bought a seedless watermelon. Although the price is quite ordinary, but making sauce...
Ordinary beans with ordinary watermelon, nothing wrong with it.
Today is the season when watermelons are in abundance, and it is also the least valuable season. These huge piles of watermelons were brought in, and they didn’t even have to be brought into the house!
You only need to find a shady place outside the yard to pile them up, and then cover them with sun protection cloth. They can be used directly tomorrow morning.
It’s the soy beans they covered, because the process is a bit reversed, so it’s not ready yet...
But there’s no rush.
The seventh cousin was concentrating on tossing those winter melon candies and couldn’t care less about it for the time being.
No, pots of winter melon strips were soaked in water, covered with plastic wrap, and placed in the corner of the kitchen. The air conditioner is blowing in front of me. In the summer, the basin feels cool and refreshing, just like a refrigerator.
In this way, the quality of this batch of winter melon candies should be better!
......
Early in the morning, Zhang Yanping was picked up again, guarding the stove to heat hot water, holding half of the leftover scallion oil rolls in his hand. Looks dull.
The hot stove in front of him had to keep adding firewood, but he couldn't complain because Wang Xiaoshun and Qi Cousin were guarding three large pots, blanching the soaked winter melon strips one by one and then taking them out... …
Everyone is working, there is nothing in the online store, he, he, he... he can’t say anything!
Those blanched winter melon strips are so pretty! It is white with a tender green color, hazy and translucent, with a natural poetry, and is fished into a simple stainless steel basin...
It makes people salivate at the first sight, and they can't help but fantasize about its deliciousness.
However, after the blanched winter melon strips were allowed to cool in the air-conditioned room, and I watched my seventh cousin put layers of sugar inside handful by handful, all the poetry turned into thorns in my teeth. pain.
Sweet, really too sweet! You don’t need to eat it to know it’s sweet!
If there is a live broadcast at this time, I am afraid that the three words [lethal dose] will fill the screen.
When these winter melon strips and sugar were laid out in layers, covered with plastic wrap again and pushed back to the corner, Zhang Yanping sighed:
“It’s really difficult!”
Isn’t it just a winter melon candy? I haven't put it away for three or four days. This process is too troublesome.
"That's right." The seventh cousin also murmured: "Tantan's character would have been impossible to cultivate at that time! What the wind means is rain."
"What does she know? She just Thinking about eating! This leader’s mouth is broken and his legs are broken... What should I do? I’m a working man!”
The old working man couldn’t help but think about it. :
"I haven't eaten bitter melon for a long time. I got a little angry after eating too much chili... Let's make bitter melon stuffed with meat for lunch."
Zhang Yanping: ...Look, at home, actually There are not many people who like bitter melon, but this is something you, the worker, can control.
But now that he is guarding the stove and has no say, he is obviously an even more pitiful long-term worker.
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Originally it was a two-in-one chapter, but I exceeded the word count but didn’t finish it. But I’m afraid some people didn’t read what I said in the last chapter and will wait at night, so I’ll update one chapter first.
The rest will be completed tomorrow morning. I was too sleepy to hold on.
(End of this chapter)