Chapter 351 351. Sun-dried cowpeas
“Acid.”
Brother Zhang's wife sipped her saliva as she spoke: "But it's sour and delicious, I can't help it. By the way, I also want to eat fried rice noodles. Can you fry me a bowl now? Don't want too much." , just add two eggs, a piece of ham, and a handful of vegetables...let’s make a cushion first.”
“By the way, there is also braised goose. You can buy me one tomorrow—roast duck is also fine. Oops, I’m so hungry!”
"This thing is too appetizing. You can't eat it, otherwise your teeth will be sore tomorrow."
She spat out a peach core inarticulately, then touched a green peach and ate it, and finally made a vague comment:
"The sweet and sour ones are delicious, and the sour and salty ones are also delicious. You should buy both next time..."
However, when she raised her head, she saw Brother Zhang still standing there numbly. She couldn't help but be stunned: "Why don't you go cook?"
Brother Zhang was shocked: "No!"
He quickly got back into the bathroom: "I'll do it for you right after I take a shower!"
When Brother Zhang finished taking a five-minute shower, he saw that his wife had a green peach in her mouth and was slurping it, while not forgetting to turn on her mobile phone:
"I have to go talk to the group of mothers. In the past few days, many of them have said that they can't eat it. Sour plums, hot and sour noodles... are all useless. You can't miss this good thing - by the way, how much did you just say? How about a pound? Send me the link to the mini program and I’ll forward it.”
Brother Zhang:…
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Song Tan didn’t know yet that he was about to open up a huge customer base with considerable purchasing power.
At this moment, she was walking back from the vegetable field carrying a large basket full of slender cowpeas. The colors vary in shades, and the thickness and length are uneven.
Behind her, Song Youde and Wang Lifen were still picking in the vegetable garden - there was nothing they could do.
The cowpeas that were planted in a whole field are now ripe. The yield of this thing is really huge. It climbs quickly and grows in abundance. They absorb the best spiritual energy in the entire field. Now they are densely hanging down, just like a silk hole, and there is an endless supply. grow.
I asked the vegetable vendor Lao Zhao to look at it with a flashlight in the early morning. At that time, I was reluctant to leave. I just wanted to hug the unbearable bamboo shelf underneath.
However, Song Tan doesn’t particularly like it when it’s fried and eaten directly.
Nothing else. In the past, when we had no food in the summer, this was what we had every meal.
Not just her, Lao Zhao also said that many people are reluctant to buy ordinary cowpeas.
She knew it herself, so she only gave Lao Zhao 500 kilograms, and then went home directly with the basket—
She has other plans for these cowpeas!
The yard is busy and busy, and everyone has no time to spare every day. This is not because they are reluctant to pay for people now, but simply because the yard is too small and there will be no place to squeeze in more people.
If you want to hire people on a large scale, you can only wait until your new house is built. There is an extra large yard outside the yard, just to prepare for work.
The green peaches on the mountain are still being harvested continuously, and it will only end in about a week, but the online pre-sale orders have already sold more than 900 kilograms.
However, Qingtao is now very familiar with Qiaoqiao's work. She has a fixed amount every day and the work is simple and not tiring, so the seventh cousin doesn't get involved anymore.
Picking watermelons is Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun's favorite thing to do - because Song Tan's melons grow so standard, they have not picked any underripe ones so far.
Qiaoqiao stopped scrubbing and now raised her head to order: "Can I eat cowpea rice?"
“Okay! I like to eat too.”
The seventh cousin moved a stool and sat down and started to pick: "Wait for me to pick the old one. It will be fried for you at noon. It will be very fragrant."
While picking, he muttered: "There are quite a few old ones here."
Song Tan thought for a while: "How about asking two people to pick it quickly? Pick one crop every two days. This thing grows too fast."
Song Youde and Wang Lifen, who had just returned with baskets, were not happy: "Picking cowpeas is such a simple thing, why hire someone to do it? There is no room in the yard. Your grandma and I can do it."
It is not only simple, but also fast. You really don’t need to hire anyone.
Sir, when he was building the old house, he never thought that so many people could gather in the yard to work.
Aunt Lianhua had just finished rubbing a pot of green peaches. She came over and smiled when she saw it: "Who else are you inviting here?
“It’s so easy to pick cowpeas, my mother can do it here!”
The mother-in-law sitting in the wheelchair also nodded: "Simple, it's not worth inviting anyone."
Song Tan: ...Simple is simple, but she feels a little embarrassed to see the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law being squeezed by her, even if their wages are increased.
But looking at the expectant looks in their eyes, Song Tan had no choice but to give in: "How about I give this job to my mother-in-law? After this batch of cowpeas is processed, can I give her a 1,000-yuan red envelope alone?" "
Alright! Why doesn't that work?
Although the cycle of cowpeas takes several months, there is no physical work at all. Her mother-in-law only has to sit in a wheelchair and pick and choose—just for this, she can get another 1,000. Isn’t this a free pick?
What’s more, I usually help out with things!
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law happily agreed.
The yield of these cowpeas is so large that they are all sold out at once, and they can be sold from morning to night, but Song Tan doesn't think it is necessary.
You know, in winter when vegetables are scarce, dried cowpeas can do a lot of good. When I first planted it, I had already figured out how to deal with it.
So, here Aunt Lianhua assisted Qiao Qiao in packing the green peaches, and here her mother-in-law was sitting in a wheelchair, sorting out the cowpeas in the basket one by one.
The kind of tender green, slender, plump and heavy cowpeas are put aside alone, the tender green but not thin enough are also put aside, and the old cowpeas that are light in color and foamy to the touch should also be picked aside.
This kind of old cowpea is broken into small pieces and stir-fried in a hot pan, and the cowpea rice inside will be fried out. It is soft and fragrant, with soup, and is particularly delicious.
After picking up a basket, the water on Cousin Seventh's side was also boiled. He simply picked some young cowpeas, washed them briefly, blanched them in a pot, took them out after three minutes, washed them twice with cold water and hung them in the yard. On some long ropes I just pulled.
The forecast says there will be no rain in the next week, but with the bright sun now, there is not much hope of rain. It is a good time to dry the cowpeas.
Of course, with so many cowpeas, we must not only dry them all, but also make sour cowpeas.
Just to make sour cowpeas more delicious, pickled peppers are indispensable. However, pickled peppers cannot be pickled well for a while. The seventh cousin also wants to make them perfect, so he still needs to wait for another half month.
Hence, this can only be done later.
Dried cowpea beef stew is super delicious!
(End of this chapter)