Chapter 517 517. Pickled duck eggs (monthly ticket adds 9 updates)
When Zhang Yanping talked about making money, it was really a storm. At this moment, he was even thinking about the future.
For example, regarding this output, he feels that the level should be determined—
“Tan Tan, I think there is a lot of potential for golden cherry trees. Why don’t you plant more? There are too few of them now.”
“Planted.” Song Tan nodded and said, “Its protective effect is really strong. If nothing else, a lot of them will be planted along the edge!”
Not to mention the fairy spirit and protective power, dried fruits cost only 300 yuan per pound, and they can grow in any corner, so of course they have to be planted!
But it’s not cost-effective to buy seedlings, and she has to spend the 1.4 million carefully—
“When autumn comes, I will cut the cuttings directly from the old branches.”
This thing grows very fast. It only takes one winter to undergo vernalization, and when the temperature rises in spring, will it sprout branches and shoots?
As for the rest... let’s wait until someone makes the plans.
…
This is how the scrawled family meeting ended.
The seventh cousin looked at the sky and said: "Tantan, the ducks laid a lot of eggs, how about I make salted duck eggs? The duck eggs are used with porridge, or the egg yolks are used to press some garlic paste, they are delicious!"
"Okay!" Song Tan said nonchalantly: "Don't you, seventh cousin, have the final say in everything in the kitchen?"
"Yes." The seventh cousin said politely, "I make the decision. But first go to the mountain and dig a bucket of yellow mud for me."
Song Tan: ...Okay. She is just a coolie now.
Then he looked at the iron bucket in his hand: "Is it full?"
“Yes.” The seventh cousin pointed to the baskets of duck eggs placed in the corner of the kitchen:
"Ducks lay eggs earlier than chickens. There are so many eggs, so of course there will be more yellow mud. And it's hot, so we can't put them away. If we don't cook them, they won't be fresh anymore. By then, there will be no sand or oil."
“Besides, I’m strong enough to carry a bucket without any trouble.”
Song Tan:…
She took the bucket, took the **** and shovel and went up the mountain.
And Qiaoqiao thought for a while: "Do I want to learn new knowledge again? Do I want to teach the children?"
"You can teach me." Song Tan said nonchalantly, "Let's do it now. Follow me up the mountain. Let's start by digging the mud."
So—
【Pastoral Notes Live Broadcast Room】started again without any notice!
【Hey, this anchor didn't even give a preview before the show started? 】
【At first glance, it seems that he is from Xiao Jiang. It is rare for our anchor Qiao Qiao to be able to make a preview】
【I guess it’s temporary teaching again】
【Okay! If I learn another skill, my resume will be even richer when I’m recruited in the fall]
【Useless knowledge has increased again】
【You guys, do you have to learn something by watching the live broadcast? Can't you have a good sleep like me? 】
【Go and make the bed now. 】
【The anchor sister is carrying a bucket and a hoe. What are you trying to dig out? Digging sweet potatoes? 】
【How is it possible? The sweet potatoes are not yet ripe yet]
【Don't ask the anchor, we anchor Qiao Qiao never watch the barrages】
【Is this anchor so willful? 】
Zhang Yanping turned on her mobile phone habitually. As soon as she entered the live broadcast room, she found that the number of viewers had soared to 10,000!
Good boy, he gasped!
“We should really give anchor Xiao Jiang a banner, the traffic-draining effect would be great.”
Xiaojiang anchor also sent a private message asking if he could buy more peaches, but unfortunately...there is really no way to sell them.
Zhang Yanping thought of this and couldn't help but think: A big anchor with so many fans must be very rich, right? I wonder if you have a girlfriend?
If we talk about it, is the medicine...necessary?
…
Qiao Qiao held the stand and was teaching one by one: "Children, what I'm teaching you today is salted duck eggs, so we have to go up the mountain to dig some mud first. It must be very fine yellow mud. Sand is not good It’s okay, but it’s not sticky enough to wrap the duck eggs.”
【Digging mud for pickled duck eggs? Isn't it pickled in salt water? 】
【What the **** is mud? 】
【What a fuss, my hometown just uses yellow mud to pickle duck eggs】
【Yellow mud duck eggs are so fragrant! 】
【Anchor, do you sell duck eggs? 】
【I don’t like salted duck eggs, the egg whites are too salty】
【I love eating egg yolks so much! A duck egg paired with a bowl of white rice porridge is super fragrant. 】
【By the way, the Mid-Autumn Festival is in two months, salted egg yolk mooncakes yyds! 】
【Nonsense, fresh meat mooncakes are the most delicious】
【bean paste of bean paste】
【Am I the only one who likes old-fashioned five-nut mooncakes? 】
The barrage was lively, and the topic soon became wildly different.
Song Tan took Qiao Qiao up the mountain along the path, and soon found an open space.
She threw away the shovel and the bucket, picked up the **** and started building with a bang!
Soon, the top with white sand and grass roots was piled aside. Digging deeper, you will find reddish yellow soil - moist, fine-grained, and highly sticky.
The two of them started working together, and soon the bucket was full without much effort at all.
At this moment, Qiaoqiao said in confusion: "Sister, the children have been chatting a lot in class recently and they have not concentrated on studying."
What?
Song Tan was stunned for a moment, but she saw Qiao Qiao looking at the screen in distress. She also leaned over to take a look at the 159,000 viewers.
She was silent for a while, then patted Qiao Qiao on the shoulder: "It's okay, these are all poor students. Just ignore them and just teach well."
“Remember, don’t look at what they are saying, otherwise what if you get distracted too? You can’t do this as a teacher”
“Okay!” Qiaoqiao immediately clenched her fists.
He is very serious about being obedient. At this moment, he also sounded serious: "Children, you must study hard today's lesson! I will only teach it once. If you keep chatting like this, if the duck eggs are not marinated well, it will be a waste."
"Ducks have to work hard to lay their eggs, and if you don't pickle them, there may be ducklings inside."
Good guy!
Teacher Qiaoqiao understands guilt!
【Is it possible that even if I don't pickle it, this duck egg won't hatch】
【Teacher Qiaoqiao really thinks highly of me. I can buy duck eggs in the supermarket, but where can I buy the yellow mud? You can’t just buy a pack of yellow clay online]
【I think too much about the previous part, I only feel passionate when watching the live broadcast, and forget it after watching it】
【Stop making noise, put your phone next to the bed and sleep】
【How can you sleep at such a young age】
【Your ID is Xiangtian and sleep for another 500 years...Okay, please sleep】
When the siblings returned home, the seventh cousin prepared the ingredients and couldn't help laughing when he saw this:
“Look, I’m telling you that you are very energetic and can work quickly!”
“It’s such a big bucket, the two boys in the house will be groaning when you ask them to carry it back.”
Zhang Yanping was sitting on the porch staring at her phone. She raised her trembling hand: "Seventh cousin, I am a useless person. You must not count on me."
His hands were still sore and trembling after pushing the mill for a long time last time. From this point of view, his physique is really inferior to even Wu Lei's.
If I could do it all over again…
Alas, forget it! The fish head and tofu soup is really delicious! The tofu mixed with green onions is also really delicious! Even the stir-fried leeks with bean dregs have a particularly delicious aroma!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yanping swallowed his saliva without any hope.
Good night! I went to bed early last night and only slept for two hours... I looked like a useless person during the day today.
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