Chapter 273 273. Grill and food expenses
The more Song Tan listened, the weirder he felt:
"etc."
“Grandpa, aren’t you building a stove?”
Song Youde then laughed: "The tobacco leaves are so big, how can you bake them in a stove? They can't be spread out."
“I’ll build a higher grill, let’s take our time, grandpa is not in a hurry.”
Good guy, after such a gesture, Song Tan knew that they wanted to build a two-meter-high small house!
It was sealed tightly in all directions, leaving only a hole for burning coal at the bottom.
That’s right. In order to ensure the temperature and meticulousness, even firewood was not used underneath. Song Youde even planned to pull coal.
Coal is resistant to burning, and the temperature does not fluctuate. It is stable.
Tie the tobacco leaves up by the roots in the curing room, put them on a shelf, burn piles of coal on both sides of the outside, and bake them for a few days. The tobacco leaves will be golden and bright, and of first-class quality!
And it is more convenient to store than sun-dried ones.
Song Youde thought about it so much, and he became more and more active. Now he got on the car again in a hurry, determined to get some more bricks -
Just for such a small brick house, the two of them spent a long time working together with all their strength!
Fortunately, because it is built against a wall, it saves the effort of one wall, and it is finished in the end.
After having a hasty lunch, the two little old men looked at the big sun in the sky, then looked at each other, and said in unison: "Go and have a look in the fields!"
Song Youde also hurriedly carried another basket: "Let's make a roof by the way. In the afternoon, you collect the leaves and I'll pull the coal to dry the house first."
The two of them have their own division of labor and cooperate with each other tacitly. At this moment, they really don’t feel any trouble at all.
Only Qiaoqiao stubbornly held a cigarette case and chanted loudly: "Smoking is harmful to health!"
However, at this moment, only the backs of the two little old men could be seen.
In just half an hour, the two of them came back with a heavy basketful of tobacco leaves, all still carrying the inflorescences on the tops.
At this moment, Song Youde couldn't wait to contact the coal seller, and he also set up firewood to grill the newly built house, as if every second counts.
The seventh cousin was sitting on the porch breaking leaves one by one—
He and Song Youde agreed to roast the young leaves picked from the topping for the first time.
The second time, the old yellow leaves at the roots of the tobacco were roasted.
The third time, let’s take a look at the best quality batch of flue-cured tobacco!
As for how to distribute it, the two of them did not discuss it. Anyway, whoever doesn't have it can just take it. There is no intention to sell this thing.
It is Zhang Yanping who is ready to make a move again.
He secretly asked Song Tan: "Smokers can't resist this. How about we plant more next year and prepare more to sell?"
It will definitely be priced high!
Sell?
Song Tan asked back: "Who are you selling to?"
Large-scale tobacco cultivation must be registered. At that time, tobacco companies will come to harvest the top-quality leaves and give you 58 cents per piece...
“I’m not doing this business.”
Zhang Yanping instantly felt depressed. Then I wondered:
“You didn’t even know how to pack tobacco leaves just now, why do you know so much now?
Of course there is a bad thing, that is, after she asked about tobacco leaves, some customers in the group seemed to smell the smell, and several people came to chat privately, wanting to buy a batch privately...
Looking at the appearance of the two little old men in the room, can there be a lot of tobacco leaves? Taking advantage of this free time, Song Tan also went to take a look at the two-meter-high brick house they had newly built.
The house is not big, about two meters long, two meters wide, and just over two meters high. There is also a passage specially filled with coal underneath, allowing the coal to burn hot gas in the masonry and evenly transmit it to the baking room, so that The tobacco leaves inside are evenly heated and roasted more thoroughly.
The seventh cousin broke off the tobacco leaves, holding a bamboo pole in front of him, and then carefully wrapped the tobacco leaves on the bamboo pole tightly and tightly with a hemp rope.
A shelf is densely packed and neatly stacked with green tobacco leaves.
However, compared with other companies that specialize in large-scale flue-curing tobacco leaves, his shelf appears to be much sparse, piece by piece, and even fully unfolded.
There is no way, after all, they are picked from the top, and the quantity is limited. This is my first time, so let’s try it on a small scale first!
While working, the seventh cousin was still thinking: he started smoking cigarettes many years ago, and when the tobacco leaves are roasted, he will have to bring the entire cigarette pot!
Nowadays, online shopping is popular, so I asked a few young people to look for a good one online...
Song Youde's pipe pot has been used for who knows how many years. The pole is made of bamboo, and the bamboo joints on it are all red and shiny because of his coiling. He can't lose!
…
In the evening, Wu Lan, who had taken time to go to the mountain to pick two handfuls of tea leaves, just came back. At this moment, he saw an extra room in the small courtyard filled with white fungus racks. He couldn't help but wonder: "What is this built for? Is it a toilet?"
No matter what, the yard of my grandparents’ house has the same problem as Song Tan’s house, that is, there are not enough toilets.
There is no way, who made it possible for more and more people to live in the house now?
Even if Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun both live with their seventh cousin, a family of six with only one toilet is clearly struggling.
However, when Ulan poked his head inside, he discovered that there was no toilet here, and there wasn't even a window! The ground was smoothed and a decent flue was built!
Looking at Song Tan again, she gave the answer as expected: "My grandfather is here to bake tobacco leaves."
Ulan:…
Alright.
She was unexpectedly happy this time: "It's free to grow tobacco leaves at home. It's much cheaper than buying cigarettes all year round. Just bake them."
Look at the bricks used again: "These are all ripped from our house over there, right? Oh, let me tell you, Tantan, the engineering team you hired is really meticulous in their work!"
“When I was laying bricks in the morning, I took a look and saw that every bit of cement that had seeped out was smoothed off. It was a beautiful job!”
…
At this moment.
The excavator guy got off the car and rested for a while. He endured it again and again, but finally he couldn't hold it back anymore and went to the person in charge.
He didn’t mean anything else, just one question that he had been thinking about for several days:
“Boss, why don’t we eat with this family?”
The boss’s reason was also very simple: “If others want to provide meals, wouldn’t we get less money? For the same money, wouldn’t it be good to do it ourselves?”
“What do you mean? You don’t think the food is good? I’m not like others, giving you a three-piece set at the construction site every day!”
The so-called three-piece construction site package is cabbage, potatoes and radish. Because the engineering team often takes on this kind of villa work, most of their employers are happy, and the food is really good.
For example, at lunch, there are large pieces of meat and ribs in the dishes, but...
The dark young man glanced at him aggrievedly:
“Have you never eaten their home-cooked food?”
“If I can eat with others at home, I am willing to pay for another meal every day!”
Good night!
(End of this chapter)