Chapter 62: 62 Dongchuang incident happened

Chapter 62 62. The incident happened

Ulan gets angry when he mentions this!

“Ask your dad! Take everything out of my refrigerator and don’t put it back!”

“I just took the time to pick more than a pound of tea leaves. When I came back, the dumplings had melted and were all stuck together!”

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't still eat dumplings at noon - these things are easy to cook and are suitable for eating in the morning during busy farming days.

Song Sancheng buried his head deeply and said nonchalantly: "I didn't want to stuff a tea leaf, but I took it out and couldn't stuff it back..."

Finally, I forgot to have breakfast.

Ah this…

Song Tan was helpless: "Dad, the freezer area under our refrigerator is just a little bigger. Do you still want to put tea? Just tell me, can I just bring a freezer back when I go to the city tomorrow?"

She was also negligent. There are more and more things at home, and a freezer is indispensable.

Nowadays, freezers are not expensive. You can buy one that is beautiful and can be installed for more than 1,000 yuan.

Song Sancheng was even more embarrassed when he heard this: "Didn't I...didn't I not expect that? Who knew that dumplings would turn so fast..."

Zhang Yanping watched from the side and burst into laughter without holding back:

“It’s okay, uncle, I just like eating dumplings. We eat them as our own family, so what’s the big deal if the skin is broken?”

Listen to it, how could you say that Zhang Yanping is so popular in the eyes of his family? He is so talkative!

Logically speaking, Song Sancheng should breathe a sigh of relief.

But after hearing this and looking at Zhang Yanping, who was tall, strong and capable of eating, his face suddenly became even more bitter:

“There are only a few shepherd’s purse dumplings left…”

This plaintiveness made Zhang Yanping confused.

But soon, he became interested again: "Uncle, did our family pick tea leaves this year? It must be delicious!"

Song Sancheng was so excited when he mentioned this that he was no longer depressed. He threw the seeds into the basin and pulled the other person directly into the house.

Then he carefully dug out the bag of tea leaves that had nowhere to put them, and carefully grabbed a small handful and placed them safely in the cup.

He didn’t pour any water, he just left the cup like that: “Yan Ping, smell it! If you hadn’t come here, I wouldn’t have poured this tea!”

But this is dry tea! The fragrance is quite fragrant. Uncle, what do you mean by not pouring water?

Zhang Yanping was confused and had no choice but to lower his head and smell it -

“Hey, this smell is really different!”

Song Sancheng smiled brightly and quickly made him another tea.

How pitiful it is that after the tip of the hair is soaked, it only lightly covers the bottom of the cup.

Zhang Yanping was amused, so she picked up the cup and looked at it carefully. She saw that there was a small layer of velvet on the tea, and the tips and roots of the buds inside were clearly upright and green in color.

While the heat is steaming, the fragrant and fragrant breath lingers around, refreshing the heart and mind.

A little bit bitter, a little burnt aroma, more intense, but far more refreshing than usual.

He also opened his eyes wide in surprise and blurted out: "What a tea!"

No wonder my uncle tried his best to preserve it. Any loss of this kind of tea would be heartbreaking.

Then he blew it lightly, and then took a shallow sip.

Song Sancheng wrapped the tea leaves in layers again. He turned around and saw Yan Ping but there was no movement. He couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong?"

But I heard Zhang Yanping let out a long sigh of relief:

“Uncle, if a pound of tea is less than 6,000 yuan, you are wasting it!”

“What the hell?!”

Song Sancheng jumped up.

Just as Song Tan walked in, he couldn't help but feel happy when he heard the words:

“Brother Yanping, no wonder my aunt said you are naughty. You are really good at eating and drinking! I really plan to sell this tea for ten thousand or eight thousand.”

This kind of thing is not like vegetables. Vegetables sell for twenty yuan, and anyone with money or no money can try them.

But tea is not a necessity of life. Whoever likes to drink it and is willing to spend money, buy it!

"What?!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yanping nodded this time: "Indeed, do you have any connections? If not, get some trial equipment and I will find someone for you."

His eating and drinking in recent years has not come for free. The high-end fruits at home have a good reputation, and they are basically all through his channels.

It’s just that in the eyes of my parents, this kind of blind eating and drinking is really not considered a skill. Song Tan nodded: "Someone should want it. Don't worry, Brother Yanping, you'd better work hard."

Such a strong laborer will be used for a few days first, so there is no rush to sell tea.

However, when he turned around, he saw that Song Sancheng's face was even more bleak.

Song Tan couldn't help but ask: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Her eyes flicked over the bag of tea leaves, and then she was startled: "Have you already sold the tea leaves?"

Song Sancheng said with a sad face: "Sold, but not sold."

“That’s when your Uncle Zhou came over to deliver tea to me in the morning. I was so quick that I delivered eight kilograms…”

He desperately tried to make amends for himself: "It's not... It's not that we have more tea than planned. Your Uncle Zhou stayed up late at night... He is good at craftsmanship and our wages are low... Five pounds of summer tea..."

The wages are low, so we can raise them!

Song Tan's eyes turned black.

Even if the old rule in the village is to give something extra, it’s not like promising eight pounds at a time!

This is really my biological father!

She looked at Song Sancheng, who also looked miserable, and sighed: "Eighty thousand yuan, dad, I farm, and you only support 60,000 yuan in total."

Looking at Song Sancheng like this, his blood pressure was about to rise.

Song Tan was thinking about it at the moment. He was really not cultivating immortality well enough. He couldn't see through the 80,000 yuan and felt uncomfortable.

At this moment, I am in so much pain that I can only use my trump card—

"mom!"

Zhang Yanping was sitting in front of the dining table uneasily, looking at his uncle on the side.

“Tan Tan, it won’t happen.”

Song Tan also looked down and frowned:

“I just wanted my mom to tell my dad, don’t be so generous, but I didn’t expect that adding tea to the dumplings would add fuel to the fire..."

The two siblings looked at each other in confusion until Qiaoqiao came over holding a big bowl:

“Brother, mother said, I’ll give you the best dumplings.”

The next step is a bowl of broken version of dumpling wrappers and fillings for each person.

As soon as the dumpling wrapper was broken, the aroma in the air became stronger. Zhang Yanping took a deep breath:

“Auntie, your cooking skills are much better than my mother’s. These dumplings are so delicious!”

Ulan laughed: "You kid has such a sweet mouth! You haven't even eaten yet, do you know it's delicious?"

Zhang Yanping patted her chest: "As for eating, I can tell if it's good or not as soon as I smell it. These dumplings definitely taste good!"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

The taste of the dumplings burst into his mouth, and the perfect combination of shepherd's purse and meat made him gobble it up and take a second bite without even taking the time to chew.

With dumplings like this, let alone just one meal, he would never get tired of eating them every day!

If he had known that his aunt's food was so delicious, he should have come here long ago.

The wind was swirling around the clouds, and the piglet was in a daze. After eating a large bowl, he touched his belly with unfulfilled thoughts:

“Is there any more?”

Next to him, Song Sancheng was eating white noodles cooked in dumpling soup in a bowl, glaring at him secretly:

It is really delicious!

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