Zhang Yanping has to deal with his own emotional problems, but the winter bamboo shoots of each family need to be sorted by the seventh cousin:
"The ones that are not broken, the ones with roots are picked out separately - Tantan, find a box Leave it for them and take it with you when you leave."
"Remember, these winter bamboo shoots can be buried in a pile of sand, just like radishes. They will last for a long time."
"If you don't have a pile of sand, try to get some sand. Find a bucket at home and store it for a long time... If nothing else, at least I can ensure that every meal you eat is fresh."
No matter how long it takes, I don’t believe I can’t eat it quickly when I get home.
Everyone wrote down these words, but Qi Lin shook his head: "I won't take it. I have to change trains when I go home. Because the trains are different, it will delay me for a whole night, and I have to walk a long way... it's inconvenient." "
His home is a standard loess land. Only an old grandfather is still in the village, and the place is poorer than Yunqiao Village because there are few mountain resources.
Not to mention transportation.
So it is really hard to move winter bamboo shoots around.
On the other hand, Yan Ran, even though she is a girl, her family is in good condition. No matter how much she carries, it will be harder at the station. When she leaves the station, her family members will come to help her.
Not to mention Tang Xiaodong, although he is a young man from a small town, the traffic in the small town is not bad.
Song Tan couldn't help but get entangled: "I've prepared radishes and cabbages for you. If you can't take them with you, it won't be cost-effective to send them by express delivery..."
This is basically the highlight of the year-end award. But it turned out that it couldn't be taken away due to traffic. What a pity.
Ulan asked, "Xiao Qi, your grandfather is old. Is it okay to stay alone in your hometown? Otherwise, you can bring him with you next year. Don't you have a dormitory? We can live together. "
"Yes, yes." Song Sancheng also nodded.
Qi Lin is a kid from an average background, but he has no choice. It is said that the children of poor people have already become the masters of their own business. He is sure-footed in everything he does, which is very in line with the preferences of the older generation.
Qi Lin shook his head helplessly: "My grandfather has an old idea. Fallen leaves return to their roots and cannot leave their hometown."
Before, he was thinking about learning some cattle-raising skills and going back to teach his grandfather. But transportation is inconvenient. If Niu feels uncomfortable and his grandfather gets angry and causes trouble, it is better to maintain the status quo.
In short, it’s difficult.
If it weren’t for making money, he might have returned to his hometown to work by now.
However, the seventh cousin is older and can sympathize with this idea. At this moment, he is thinking: "Then I will bring you some food back, so that the old man can eat more comfortably at home."
" Tan Tan, please give me some of the good vegetables prepared by Professor Song. This is convenient for you to take with you so that you can have a plan to eat at home next year."
Song Sancheng was still muttering beside him: " I'll go to the warehouse to have a look and pack more food that doesn't take up space. It's not easy for the children to go out..."
Qi Lin couldn't help but relax as he listened silently, his eye circles slightly red.
After experiencing such a simple atmosphere, how could he stay in the laboratory?
So Zhang Yanping's affairs were completely forgotten. After he dressed up carefully and went downstairs, he found that everyone was busy loading things into zip-keeping bags.
So I went over to take a look -
Dried fish pieces, dried fish, dried shrimps, dried tofu, salted duck eggs, bacon, marinated packets, ground tea leaves, and dried radishes Silk, dried cowpeas...
There are bits and pieces of it, there are only a few pieces of underwear in the 28-inch large suitcase, and the rest are all stuffed to the brim in zip-keeping bags, which can no longer hold it. No more.
Song Tan also emphasized: "This is your year-end bonus, there is nothing else..."
What else do you need if you have all these?
Qi Lin couldn't laugh or cry, he just felt that his heart was full of emotion.
After he took out his backpack and stuffed a bag of black fungus into it, the seventh cousin suddenly thought about it again:
"Ouch! I told you to make some spicy oil for you. I almost forgot—hurry up, Song Tan, clean up that stone mortar!”
“Qiaoqiao, take out all the dried chili peppers we have!” “Ulan, Ulan— Where do you put your gloves and masks?”
As soon as I said this, everyone sucked and salivated.
After all, Lao Song’s chili is paired with Lao Song’s sesame seeds, and several aniseed ingredients carefully selected and introduced by Professor Song. Control...
Don’t dare to think, don’t dare to think!
Professor Song was even the first to speak: "Don't use a bottle for me, it's too heavy. Use a plastic bag and put a few more bags in it. I'll put it in my backpack and carry it back."
Mrs. Tang is also a little eager to try it. Chili oil is really delicious, but hemorrhoids...
Oh, an elegant person like her, and someone as old as her and Lao Song, shouldn't mention this. of. But it is indeed...
"How about just two bottles."
"It means staying at home for 10 days and a half to celebrate the New Year, keeping one bottle for myself and one for the children. . ”
This chili oil is very spicy, so I don’t need to eat too much per meal. Two large bottles are enough.
But...
The seventh cousin suddenly turned his head: "This chili oil should be kept for a day. When do you want to buy it?"
Everyone looked at each other.
Just... everyone is basically there tomorrow, but there are mornings and evenings, but everyone must go to the station in advance.
In the end, Tang Xiaodong groaned: "I have to bring radishes and cabbages and a lot of things. I can't fit them in two suitcases... Can I make this red oil today? After we all leave tomorrow, Send it by express delivery?”
It should be able to survive bumps.
The important thing is that the express delivery fee is also very expensive.
"It just goes well with pork." Yan Ran couldn't agree more - no one is willing to eat the 20 kilograms of pork in the year-end bonus, and they have to take it home.
It’s just not convenient to pack, so I have to ship it back by Fengfeng Express.
As for the express delivery fee... Now I can only pray that Brother Zhang will give me a little discount for the sake of old customers...
After thinking about it, Yan Ran really wants to drive directly to work after the new year. Otherwise, if she encounters good things later, she can't rely on express delivery all the time!
There are more chili sauces sold this year and more chili peppers are grown. Today’s natural inventory of dried chili peppers is also sufficient. Song Tan was not reluctant to give up, but he gave many warnings:
"Be sure to wear glasses when pounding peppers!"
"And when washing peppers, be sure not to Take off your gloves.”
When making chili oil, you need to use bell peppers and wattle sticks because it will be very fragrant. But these two are also very spicy in Lao Song's family.
After she gave her instructions, she felt like something had been overlooked. Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around, I saw Zhang Yanping wearing decent clothes...
Okay! It turned out to be such a big deal!
Looking at Xin Jun again, I saw him put down the bamboo shoots in his hand, and then waved to Zhang Yanping:
"It's not even three o'clock yet, let me give you a few words..."
(End of this chapter)