What about wormwood buds? In fact, there are more than 300 acres of land on the stone slope, wormwood, wild chrysanthemums and sunflowers dominate the world.
At first, six or seven kilograms of seeds were sown on one acre of land. Now, just after the spring rain, a layer of velvety green has grown densely in the barren land, covering the land that still has some gravels like a thousand-mile green carpet. With a little bit of color, it looks great.
The camomile next to it is also lush.
However, those mugwort varieties have higher medicinal value and do not taste as good as wild mugwort.
So Lu Chuan said he wanted to taste the flavor of the mountains, so the seventh cousin handed him the basket neatly and pointed to the place.
They are both chefs, but the little old man's life is much more leisurely than that of Master Jiang. He spends a lot of time walking around the mountains and plains every day.
No, we have to arrange for everyone to pick shepherd's purse in the next two days. It's spring. Let's get some more shepherd's purses to make dumplings - it rained all the time and it was delayed. Now many of the shepherd's purses are old.
If we delay any longer, the shepherd's purse will all bear fruit.
As he was talking, the seventh cousin muttered: "Tan Tan, please take the time to go online and buy some seeds. Shepherd's purse, baby, mugwort, etc. Buy more for us to scatter on both sides of the road."
“Otherwise, the whole village would come here and pick wild vegetables that wouldn’t be enough for our family to eat.”
After all, there are so many people, and when you wander around, it’s like locusts passing through the border, and the weeds on the roadside are almost cleared.
That's it, what I got back is not enough to eat.
After all, there are so many people in the family, and cooking and cooking every day is like feeding pigs. A bag of noodles can’t even last two days.
Song Tan said "Oh!"
In fact, there is no shortage of these things in the mountain village, but last year there was a lot of digging and road construction, and the wild vegetables and weeds that were not in the way on both sides of the road disappeared without a trace.
"Seventh cousin, you reminded me well, I almost forgot - it happens to be the season now, I will buy more."
If nothing else, if the villagers want to cut wormwood during the Dragon Boat Festival, they won't have to go all the way to the mountains.
No, when the seventh cousin was walking back and forth, he saw a lot of mugwort buds on the edge of the old tea mountain, so he arranged for them to come over.
The entire mountain is more than 100 acres. It originally belonged to Old Man Li, but due to neglect, large areas of the mountain are wasteland. There are only a dozen acres of old tea trees that grow to two meters high and cannot be reached to pick tea.
After Song Tan took over, he took the time to prune all the old tea trees, then plowed and reorganized the land. This spring, they were all replanted with tea seedlings.
Just wait for a while, and various kinds of watermelons can be interplanted in the small tea seedling fields here.
The old tea tree, after a winter of cultivation and spring germination, has now produced a layer of shiny young leaves. Just wait for a few days for the fat new shoots to sprout, and then you can start to prepare for picking.
But now—
Lu Chuan held up the basket and asked, "Is that mugwort in front of you?"
It is tender green and grows in plump clusters close to the ground. The back of the leaves has a faint silvery white luster, which looks fresh and cute.
Song Tan nodded: "Yes! It's really tender!"
“However, this tastes a bit heavy, but my seventh cousin knows how to adjust it, so it should be okay.”
As she spoke, she squatted down and started picking directly: "Don't worry about picking. This one grows very fast. As long as it doesn't take root, it will be a big bush again in a few days this season."
She picked them very neatly and quickly. Seeing this, Lu Chuan also picked a handful, and then laughed: "The smell is really strong."
"Really?" Song Tan joked: "Pick the tender ones and give them to the young master in the city to eat well."
The young master in the city smiled helplessly: "Am I the only one who eats it? Don't you have to eat it too?"
"If it were my grandparents, they were hungry when they were young. Now, they don't like to touch these wild vegetables, including sweet potatoes." I ate a lot in the spring last year, but the wild vegetables were all produced by spiritual energy, so the taste is naturally different. .
Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's it, everyone will be wronged at noon."
"That's not the case." Song Tan had confidence in the seventh cousin: "Many wild vegetables require a lot of oil, and they must be paired with meat - probably wormwood stewed chicken, or fragrant fried diced pork."
After speaking, he became happy again: "Didn't you want to try mugwort buns before? What do you think mugwort is?"
She stretched out her hand and pointed forward: "There, the white wormwood is a bit similar to this one. You put it in your basket. Let's try two different ones at noon!"
To be honest, I have read all kinds of materials about Lu Chuan’s novels, and I am quite familiar with the wild vegetables and weeds. But now that I picked it myself, I realized that it was quite different to see it with my own eyes and practice it!
He also became interested: "Where? Does that one only pick the top leaves?"
While the two were talking and laughing, a yellow shadow suddenly passed in front of them. Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment when he suddenly heard a rustling sound in the tea field.
He raised his head and saw a dog's head sticking out from the pruned tea bushes, with a jute-colored rabbit in its mouth.
Look at the neck again, the dog tag is so big with two red letters—
“Seven treasures!”
Song Tan came over and looked at the rabbit first: "Qibao is out! It's so fast to catch rabbits!"
“Woof!”
Qibao was instantly proud. He opened his mouth and shouted. The rabbit, which had been stiff and pretending to be dead, instantly fell to the ground, and then flew away and entered the tea bushes again.
Qibao was dumbfounded and aggrieved. He wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Song Tan: "Forget it, let's catch him next time. Come on, help me hold the basket first."
As expected, Qibao stupidly came over to bite the basket.
Lu Chuan was curious: "Why not let him catch it?"
Song Tan glanced at Qibao carefully and said helplessly: "Those three brothers and sisters were picked up by me on the road. I guess..."
It’s really hard to put into words.
It’s not that he is unintelligent, but his personality is too clear.
Wuba loves to sleep and dig holes—Song Tan suspects that Qiao Qiao took him to plant corn in the first place.
Liu Bao likes to eat secretly and is poor at arithmetic. It's very embarrassing to be able to steal anything even if you are in jail.
The seven treasures are even more difficult to describe.
It is diligent, brave and obedient!
But, very reckless.
How reckless is that?
"As for the tea field in front of us, these big tea trees are okay, their branches are forked and strong, and they can't move. But if you switch to the recently transplanted tea saplings inside, they can catch a rabbit and plow the whole field. Again."
After thinking about it, Song Tan had no choice but to hesitate: "Maybe it's because we have never disciplined him."
At that time, the family was very busy, so the three puppies were handed over to a few mature treasures, and they were brought out...
Hmm, I can’t say that I am independent, I can only say that I don’t have any competitiveness in the workplace.
(End of this chapter)