Chapter 98 98.Hickpea
“What kiwi fruit?”
Ulan then asked: "Is it the kind of wild star fruit in the mountains? It's not as big as a table tennis ball. You have to cover it when eating, which is troublesome."
“And this thing is not ripe when it is not ripe. It will be hard no matter how you bump it. If you don’t eat it for two days after it is ripe, it will rot.”
She has also eaten kiwi fruits on the market, but she has never eaten kiwi fruits. She only has a general understanding that they should look similar.
Zhang Yanping wanted to explain that it is not the same thing, and the fruit is sweet now.
But he was a fruit seller, not a fruit grower. He couldn't figure out how to harvest such fruits, so he simply put them aside.
“Let’s talk about pomegranates. Pomegranates are fine and can last a long time. Those good pomegranates in the mature season can be sold for twenty yuan per kilogram.”
Ulan nodded: "Pomegranate row, the pomegranates are red and bright when they bloom, how beautiful it is! Can the fruit seller give us some guidance then?"
“The pomegranates in front of our house look crooked and have split dates, and they are not tasty. He needs to teach us how to do it.
Zhang Yanping thought for a while: "Otherwise, you can grow peaches. The high-end Lakeview peaches in my circle of friends this year cost more than 40 pounds per pound!"
“It’s just that this thing is soft and rotten. We have to be careful when transporting it out.”
But the more he talked, the more excited he became: "Tantan, after you get the qualifications and certificates for your family farm, and you open an online store here, I will be your customer service!"
“I guarantee that all damaged orders will be handled properly for you.”
As long as he doesn’t have to work in the fields, he can go online and compete with others for three days and three nights!
It’s okay to be a close sister.
“Forty or fifty one catty? How can this peach be sold so expensively?”
Ulan felt a little emotional again:
"There are not many peach trees in the village. When we were young, there were two peach trees by the pond. The fruits were green and only matured in June and July. They were small in size. When you take a bite, they are sweet, a little sour and a little bitter. , the core is still red, not to mention it has a lot of flavor.”
Later, when the pond was being built, the two peach trees were cut down, and no one in the ten miles away planted them again.
At most there are two May peaches left, which are left unattended and taste tasteless.
The more Wulan talked, the more emotional he became: "Now that life is getting better, eating is not as delicious as before. The peaches I bought on the street last year cost two yuan a catty. It was just like that. Now I don't like to eat them."
This description made Zhang Yanping, who was already tired after working for a long time, instantly talk.
He thought about it for a while and finally came up with some ideas:
“Auntie, if you want to talk about a peach that looks a bit like peach, I actually know one.”
He pulled out the picture: "Look, it's green when ripe, with a little red at the end. It tastes crispy and sweet, not sour or bitter, but it still has that peach flavor."
“It is durable for storage and transportation, and can be stored in the refrigerator for several months.”
He handed over the mobile phone and saw a cyan peach as big as a fist, with a little bit of red at the end, and a hook-like pointed mouth on the top of the peach.
"Hickbill peach."
“This was sold online last year. It seemed to cost ten yuan a pound. They all said it tasted like the peach taste of my childhood.”
“Auntie, you know how to plant peach trees, right? If you listen to the guidance of professionals, you will definitely not be far behind.”
"Okay, we all grow peach trees here, it's not wrong. I just don't know if it will sell... Isn't it popular among young people nowadays to eat big cherries, blueberries and strawberries?" Zhang Yanping said sincerely: This is what you have. , are you worried about selling it?
In short, he looked over expectantly:
“Tantan, farming is a big deal, and you can’t spend tens of thousands of dollars on saplings. Why don’t I check the information this afternoon, and we’ll be foolproof!”
Song Tan also smiled softly: "Brother Yanping, there is nothing foolproof in farming. I can only say that we should learn more, listen more, watch more, and practice seriously - but you can't live up to your good intentions... Well, you can continue as usual in the afternoon Go to work and check the information when you come back at night. Brother Yanping, your transformation time cannot be wasted. "
Zhang Yanping:…
He threw down the rake in his hand, and then pulled his collar down: "Tantan, it's April day, and I'm still wearing a straw hat! Just look at it, after these two days of torture, I How does the skin color compare?"
Actually, there’s really not much contrast. It only took two days of rain. What kind of exposure can I get? Just a little bit of conflict and contrast.
Qiaoqiao smiled proudly: "Brother, you have a tan, Qiaoqiao is not afraid of it."
That is, no matter how much this silly boy tans himself, his skin will turn red and peel off at most, but he is not black, so what can be done?
Zhang Yanping was isolated and helpless. Seeing that all the troops had returned, he had no choice but to wash his hands sadly and get ready to eat.
Eleven people were at a lively table, and everyone was eating fried meat from a large bowl of milkvetch in the center without raising their heads.
Wulan next to me is not stingy, and has arranged everything for braised pork ribs and stewed meat. But judging from everyone's eating situation in the past two days, no one touched the rest of the pot of milkvetch until it was finished.
Song Sancheng enthusiastically handed over a bottle of beer. It was rare for a man in the village to work without drinking two glasses of beer. He also gave himself a bottle, and then said:
"Chestnut, I have to go out in the afternoon if I have something to do. I won't go to the mountains for now. You can take care of things first."
The man named Banli, whose surname is Zhou, is the brother of Zhou Maozhu, a tea fryer. He is now in his forties or fifties.
Hearing this, he nodded: "Okay. Just clean up the mountain, nothing else. You should go about your business."
After speaking, he asked casually: "What are you going to do?"
Song Sancheng sighed.
“It’s the family on the uphill corner of our back hill, next to Daqiao Village next door. Do you know? We went to my house before. In the morning, I heard a call from his family saying that the old lady was missing.”
As for the people in the village, they are related to each other from all over the country. When he said this, everyone at the table reacted:
“Ouch, that family! That family isn’t that one…the man’s name is Zhang Wang’s family, right? I remember he seemed a little lame.”
“Yes.”
Someone next to him answered: "It's just a little bit, it doesn't affect the work, it's very convenient. No, he has two sons and a daughter. His daughter seems to have married into the town, and his sons are all in the city."
They are all about the same age, and it’s a bit sad to talk about birth, old age, illness and death. Couldn't help but asked curiously:
"But I remember that both of us were in good health. Why did they suddenly disappear?"
Song Sancheng was also puzzled: "I heard that Sister-in-law Zhang accidentally fell down two days ago. She said she broke her leg or something."
“I was thinking that I should go to the hospital in town to take a look when I have time. But this news came out of the blue, and I don’t know what’s going on.”
There haven’t been many comments in the past few days…
Chickpea is my favorite fruit this year. It’s green, crispy, sweet and really delicious.
The character who is about to appear will be Tan Tan’s first long-term employee, and it is also adapted from real events, so I will write more about it.
The first one, Old Man Li, doesn’t count. We only talked about that one this year and we’ll talk about it again next year.
(End of this chapter)