Chapter 214: 214 Pumpkin and Cowpea

Chapter 214 214. Pumpkin and cowpea

Zhao Fangyuan wandered around the mountain for most of the day. He was satisfied, but his thoughts were still unfinished and he could not forget it.

After coming down the mountain, I was really embarrassed, so I buried myself in the house. It is worth mentioning that since there was really no place to live at home, Qiao Qiao slept with her grandparents, and Zhao Fangyuan slept in his bedroom.

At the moment, I am retreating to work on the design drawings. In a few days, I will quickly measure the data. If I continue to put it off, the house will really not be enough to live in!

However, when she wandered around the mountains, she also reminded Song Tan that it was really time to plant things on both sides of the protective net.

If you can’t keep up with the golden cherry blossoms, you can wait until next year. Plant some other vegetables and fruits this year first, so you can pay more attention to them.

Anyway, there are a few treasures here. They run all over the mountains and plains every day, so they can't make a difference.

She thought for a while and found Zhang Yanping after going down the mountain:

“Brother Yanping, if you really can’t find the golden cherry seeds, forget it. I’ll think about planting something else there.”

“Then what are you going to plant?”

Song Tan hesitated: "I haven't thought about it yet..."

Because it is filled with watermelon vines and peach trees, the best things to plant are creeping vines, which can be grown using protective nets.

It happened that the seventh cousin was walking by, and he thought about it for a moment: "You can grow any kind of cowpeas and pumpkins."

Coincidentally, Song Tan doesn’t like to eat either of these.

What's more, there are several pumpkins planted at the door, and almost half of the field is planted with cowpeas.

The seventh cousin was also happy: "Don't say you don't like to eat, it turns out that I don't like to eat either."

This is not because they are picky eaters, but because their past memories are too horrible to look at.

The cowpeas are ripe during the hot summer, and you will be sweating profusely even if you cook any dish. Naturally, you are not in the mood to play with other tricks.

At that time, there were very few mature vegetables in the vegetable field, and there was only one cowpea, which seemed to be endless.

So I ate cowpeas in the morning, cowpeas at noon, and cowpeas in the evening. I hated eating them every day.

How can anyone like it if we just eat it like this?

As for pumpkins, I don’t like them even more.

At that time, every household was not rich, and naturally there was no way to choose the taste of the food. Pumpkins were not just about picking tender pumpkins and frying them. I couldn’t bear to part with them!

After all, the old pumpkin grows very long, so it saves wheat bran and rice bran when feeding pigs.

If you feed people...

Wang Lifen used to be particularly good at making pumpkin rice. It is said that she learned this trick to fill her stomach when she was a child.

But it’s as big as a pumpkin, with a fat belly and a long neck. It’s not enough to stew the pumpkin rice in one pot, and it has to be eaten for two more days—

Just ask who can bear it?

Therefore, when Song Tan heard the seventh cousin’s suggestion, he was very resistant:

“Seventh cousin, I’ve already planted half of the field with cowpeas, so there’s no need to plant them again. This pumpkin... how about we replace it with winter melon?”

"It will be all right."

The seventh cousin who made the suggestion was very free and easy: "Pumpkin flowers, pumpkin tips and small pumpkins all taste delicious when stir-fried! Cowpeas can be used to make sour beans, dried beans, stir-fried sour beans, minced meat and fried rice. , dried beans, stewed pork ribs and beef stew in winter...the quality of your food is definitely in short supply.”

"The winter melon is also good. It's big and tender when stir-fried. It's good! You can cut it into slices and dry it in the sun, and you can eat it for a long time in winter stews. It only weighs a few dozen kilograms. If you want it to climb up, I'm afraid the vines won't be able to withstand its weight. …”

Song Tan:…

The vine has a large yield and is worry-free...

“Isn’t it good to grow small tomatoes? They can also be used as fruit.”

It’s her own land, and everything she grows is delicious. Of course, the seventh cousin doesn’t pick and choose, as if it’s whatever you say it is. But he was so reasonable, and he prepared the recipe first. The people who listened were drooling, so how could they think of sharing it with tomatoes?

Song Tan thought about it and finally decided to re-plan the long edge of the orchard. Then he whispered with Zhang Yanping and decided on a series of crops.

Of course I want them all!

Since the place is so big, ditches have been dug. Part of it will be used to grow vegetables that are not available at home. The other part will be given to those with large yields. We will make money first this year.

After all, you still need hundreds of thousands to build a house!

However, it was a little late to sow seeds this season, so without saying anything, she directly dialed the phone number of the store that sold watermelon seedlings before:

“Uncle, do you know any company that grows vegetable seedlings in many varieties and with good quality?”

What she wanted was not a small sum, and other families in the village could not afford it.

You can hear the other party’s surprised voice through the phone: “Cai Miao? I have them at home. Just come and pick whatever you want!”

These watermelon seedlings cannot be sold from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, right?

The uncle opposite was full of enthusiasm: "I also have two greenhouses growing the popular succulents. The little girl likes them a lot! Do you want to pick them out?"

Song Tan:…

“Forget it if it’s more meat.” Song Tan declined: “Now I just want something that I can eat and sell for money.”

"Hey," the uncle was unhappy: "Although you can't eat the succulents, you have grown them well. A pot of it is also very expensive! I planted a big pot of this kind, and I bought it for 500 yuan at the end of the year. No, Bad!”

The uncle tried his best to sell it. After all, the price of meat is much more expensive than that of vegetable sprouts.

Song Tan also laughed and gave a fatal blow: "Uncle, there is no money."

The other side was instantly stuck.

Then he laughed again:

“How can you, the boss, have no money? You are so humble!”

He looked like he had seen through it, but he never mentioned the meaty thing, for fear that even the vegetable seedling would run away.

He quickly urged her: "I think it will be cloudy tomorrow and it may rain. It is a good time to plant vegetables. Why don't you come and pick them now, and I will send them to you early tomorrow morning?"

Song Tan:…

What are you waiting for?

The weather waits for no one!

Song Tan immediately grabbed the car keys:

“Dad, I’m going to see the vegetable seedlings.”

Only the seventh cousin was in high spirits: "Are we going to burn dozens more people tomorrow? Oops! I said this job is not easy..."

Grandma Qi saw him eagerly circling in the yard and thought: Damn old man, I don’t know you yet? You just like it when people praise you.

Song Sancheng, on the other hand, rushed out of the house in a hurry:

"Tantan! Don't leave in a hurry. I'll call Master Zhang of the pig shop and bring him over when you come back."

Song Tan was curious: "Master Zhang? Are you a veterinarian? How much does it cost?"

Song Sancheng thought for a while: "What a veterinarian, a pig-cutter! Have you forgotten? He used to be the pig-cutter in our family."

It’s just that the piglets died when they were still young and can no longer be seen at home.

"As for how much it costs...I didn't ask him. I haven't invited him for many years. If you pick him up in the car, it's only ten or twenty yuan."

Song Tan:…! !

“Ten and twenty yuan? Is that enough for anesthesia?”

"What kind of anesthetic?" Song Sancheng laughed: "Are you using this precious thing? Just grab the four legs and pull them with a knife!"

My mother came to see me and brought some tender pumpkins... wow, even though I don’t like pumpkins, I thought they were delicious.

Sure enough, I was still too poor when I was a kid, and I didn’t like Lao Pumpkin’s cooking because it was either sweet or salty.

(End of this chapter)

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