The most painful form was handed over to the most laid-back Yan Ran, and the old Song family returned to leisure.
Except for vegetables from the fields, there is really nothing to sell at the moment. The only people who eat every day on the mountain are those who pick vegetables. Master Jiang and his wife decorate their own nest, and they are happy every day. It doesn't feel deserted at all.
Daughter-in-law Du Mei is now chatting happily with the old Song family. Seeing that the sun is quite warm today, she came down the mountain early in the morning to help wash the radishes for her seventh cousin Aunt Lianhua.
This was a batch of green-skinned radishes that had just been pulled out in the morning. Not long after she and Aunt Lianhua had washed them, they couldn't help but use their nails to pick out a slightly thick layer of skin, and then "click" "One bite."
The thick skin of the radish can be peeled off by digging a little, but this obviously requires the radish itself to gain some energy. The one Du Mei is holding is easy to peel, but it tastes a bit spicy.
But... the spicy feeling comes afterward. Now I can’t stop eating it in my mouth. It’s really refreshing! It's watery and crispy, not to mention moisturizing under the warm sunshine of this dry winter day.
But her stomach wasn't very good either. She had eaten half of it and finally gave it to Master Jiang.
Jiang Xiaokang took it familiarly, chewed it, and then paused: "Master Song, let's make some shredded radish for lunch?"
"Okay!" The seventh cousin waved his hand: "Let Qiao Qiao cut it. He hasn't exercised during this period, and his hands are going to be raw."
"Qiao Qiao cut it?" Du Mei couldn't bear to part with it: "It's so dangerous to cut radishes! How can we let children do it?”
Master Jiang was stunned: "Our daughter is at home, and you still ask her to cut potatoes!"
"That's different!" Du Mei said: "Your daughter is not afraid of anything, and she can still find it difficult to cut potatoes. She's here? But how tired is Qiao Qiao when we have so many people eating together?"
There's no one on the mountain lately, so we can't just let Master Jiang and his wife eat in silence, so everyone sits together at noon. of.
When Qiaoqiao heard that she had a job, she was particularly confident: "Aunt Du, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! I cut very slowly! My seventh cousin taught me to put my knuckles against the back of the knife when cutting vegetables. Cut your fingers and step back... Don't worry!"
He said it in a convincing and reassuring way, so Du Mei didn't say anything.
However, Qiaoqiao came over and looked at the large pot full of radishes, wondering: "Are they all cut into shreds? Then I may not be able to finish cutting them at noon."
"No." Qi His cousin handed him the small pot next to him: "You cut the big radish in this pot. We are going to use the small ones here to pickle them whole."
No matter how big or small, these green and white radish are delicious It can be pickled whole, but it is too big and easy to not pickle thoroughly. So I went to the field early in the morning and pulled some about the same size.
Wait until the morning to wash and dry these radishes, and then they can be pickled directly in the afternoon.
The water from the well was warm when pumped up, not too cold. We all rubbed the radish with gloves and successfully washed out a big basin of mud.
This job is quite magical. Even Teacher Tang, who always only talks but does not do anything, can't help but sit there. He also found a pair of gloves and came to work together.
Of course, what she did was not wash the radish, but break off the radish leaves from the radish -
That "click" sounded particularly crisp and healing!
When the radish is finally rinsed, the preparation is complete.
Several large pottery jars for pickles have been prepared. The reason why we haven’t started yet is because the peppers in the greenhouse haven’t grown yet. Now I have finally matured a bit. Although it is still not enough, I can still get a taste of it.
Thinking of this, the seventh cousin called out again: "Tantan, can you take the time to go to the town to buy dozens of kilograms of peppers? All of them are large, small, thin-skinned, and thick-flesh. Pickle them. ”
The smaller ones are spicy, and the larger ones can be eaten by picking them up. They’re so delicious!
"Okay!" Song Tan took out his mobile phone: "I'll tell you to save some good ones for tomorrow."
And here, the broken radish leaves cannot be wasted. Although it is already long, tall and a little old, as long as you pick out the old and bad leaves, wash and dry the rest and pickle them with the water along with the radish, the taste will still be good!
There were many people, so the work didn't feel boring. It was done quickly while talking and laughing. But at this moment, a call came from the door:
"Ulan! Ulan!" But it was Li Lanhua was calling her:
"I heard that your house has a stone slope? Have you seen the orange trees over there? Are you free after lunch? Let's pick oranges!"
“Ah?” Wulan was stunned: “Are there orange trees on Shitoupopo?”
“Yes!” Li Lanhua was very sure: “Their village is so cute that they grow oranges. The three-wheel hawker sells their oranges for two yuan a pound.”
"Is it sour?" she asked cautiously, because few people in Yunqiao Village seemed to be planting orange trees.
“Not sour!” Li Lanhua vowed: “Our local oranges have thick skin, but they are quite flavorful and a little sour. You will definitely be able to eat them...Will you go? If so, I’ll call you after lunch.”
When Wulan turned around, he saw that everyone, whether it was Aunt Lianhua, Teacher Tang or Du Mei, had bright eyes!
Apparently picking oranges by hand is very interesting to them.
She responded decisively: "Go! We can finish eating at 12:30, and we will be together then!"
"Okay!" Li Lanhua successfully found a few companions, and she was also very happy now: "You can get a few more big bags, one yuan a pound, our family alone will have to pick thirty or forty pounds."< br>
“Thirty or forty pounds?!” Ulan was surprised: “Can you finish it all after picking so many?” I’m afraid it might go bad.
However, Li Lanhua is very confident: "Why can't you! Our local oranges are very durable, so they can be picked for the Chinese New Year. Besides, they only cost one yuan per catty. During the Chinese New Year, those sugar-coated oranges are all worth it. It’s sold for six or seven yuan!”
That’s right!
It’s only one yuan a pound. It seems like a big loss if you don’t take advantage of it. Ulan also nodded in agreement: “We have a lot of family members, so I will pick more and put them away.”
Song Tan was quite happy to hear it - she was going to plant orange trees on the mountain next year, but it was obviously not the same market as the one in Shitoupo, so she just wondered:
"With this dollar per catty, I can earn as much as "Money?"
"Hey!" Li Lanhua said casually: "It's not a serious orchard, even if there is an empty field in front of the house, spend a little money to plant some orange seedlings - you Don’t you think you can make money after just a few years of raising it?”
Then he talked about the specific situation: “This old lady is alone at home, and she can’t sell the oranges she picks, so let’s just give them to whoever wants them. Go pick it, it’s a dollar cheaper than what they sell at your door.”
Song Tan listened thoughtfully.
But the seventh cousin had an idea: "Pick more and make some rock candy oranges for Qiao Qiao when we get back! In the fall, he wanted to eat hawthorns, but he forgot to buy them."
Update 2, Good night! The oranges in the village next to us are at this price, they are quite delicious and they are really durable (I remember I said that)