Chapter 591 591. The live broadcast is not long enough
Until then, everyone wiped away their sweat: "It's such a hot day, can we get some sunshine in two days?"
Song Tan is also full of expectations: "When the sweet potatoes are eaten as dried ones, they should be very sweet, right? How much can they be dried? Can they be sold?"
The seventh cousin took his time and said, "Why panic? After drying, we have to steam and dry again. We'll talk about it then."
It doesn’t matter, as long as the next meal isn’t pumpkin.
It was already past nine o'clock now, and it was hot and there was nothing much to do. Everyone tacitly went back to the living room and lay down on their backs.
Yan Ran opened her mouth and praised loudly: "Auntie, was it you who chose the sofa at home? The color is so bright."
“Really?” Wulan doesn’t like a home that doesn’t have flowers blooming, wealth, or a cross-stitch to display ambitious plans. Even the main color is white... so plain!
The rainbow-colored striped old coarse cloth sheets are used as sofa covers, look at it, how beautiful it is! It’s also stain-resistant and easy to wash. It’s not as practical as the Morandi or other cream-colored sofas down there!
Song Tan didn't say a word. She thought the sofa cover couldn't be removed and the seller didn't send a three-color replacement. Her mother was right. This old coarse cloth could be stuffed into the washing machine with just one pull. It was really convenient.
Since the colors at home are light, a rainbow-colored sofa may be a little bit abrupt, but it’s not ugly.
Qiaoqiao picked up her phone and said, "Sister, you sent me a message live."
In the absence of Zhang Yanping, Song Tan had to take over the live broadcast. At this moment, he took the phone and took a look -
Hello, your live broadcast time this month..."
In short, today is 7.31, and the live broadcast is still less than 2 hours long.
Qiaoqiao was annoyed: "I just peeled the pumpkin and forgot to sow it."
Song Tan comforted him: "It's okay. You go to the mountain, set up your phone, and broadcast the excavator. I think everyone likes watching it."
Qiaoqiao shook her head: "No, no, it's too hot on the mountain, and the phone is so hot."
This is true, the excavator is very efficient. It just started work yesterday. When I went up the mountain this morning, I found that a large area had been leveled. There was no shade nearby anyway, and the sun was shining directly, which was really unbearable for my mobile phone.
Ulan then remembered: "Aren't there still a lot of rotten pumpkins? It's been hot lately, and the pigs have eaten less. Qiao Qiao, why don't you feed them to the pigs? I don't think your fans can even pick them."
It’s really easier to raise than baby pigs. You can watch whatever you sow... ugh! Why doesn't she have many fans?
This makes sense...Song Tan didn't even know whether the pumpkin was being fed to pigs or fans.
“(⊙o⊙)Wow!” Qiaoqiao was pleasantly surprised: “Yes, yes! They love to watch the big pig eat!”
After saying that, he took the basket and went into the house to pack the pumpkins.
Across the room, I heard the seventh cousin complaining: "Do you need these hundred and ten pounds to feed the pigs? I plan to make pumpkin steamed buns and pumpkin cakes to freeze tomorrow..."
Qiaoqiao is no longer the same Qiaoqiao that she used to say. Now she is happily picking rotten pumpkins and putting them into the basket, while answering the seventh cousin:
"It doesn't matter, there are many more on the mountain. Seventh cousin, will you do it tomorrow? Then I will pick it tomorrow morning! Do you want young ones or old ones?"
Seventh Cousin:…
Forget it, there’s no rush for pumpkin pie or anything like that. The freezer is full, and no one is willing to eat lately.
“It’s better to stay on the vine.” He said sadly.
Qiao Qiao was really thinking that the big pigs were now several hundred kilograms in weight. It was hot today and they would sleep around in the woods every day, so she carried a basket full of pumpkins and some for her own use at home ( Kitchen Knife, who was now eliminated by his seventh cousin, happily went up the mountain under the sun.
“This silly boy…”
Ulan is helpless. It’s so hot, wouldn’t it be okay to feed pigs in the evening? But he turned around and remembered something: "Tan Tan, tell Xiao Zhang, can you bring two bags of radish seeds over the next two days? It's time to sow radish in autumn."
“Such a hot day?” Song Tan hesitated.
"Okay!" Song Tan took out his mobile phone: "I'll send him a message." Professor Song was listening, and suddenly he was excited:
“Don’t worry, don’t worry! I have carrot seeds!”
Of course, there isn’t one now, but he knows where it is!
Then the question is: "Do you want white radish or red radish? Spicy radish or sweet radish? Do you want a big radish or a smaller one?"
But the seventh cousin didn’t care about the pumpkins and rushed in: “I want them all! Song Tan, please plant more! I don’t know how delicious the radish pickles are!”
“There is also white arrow shaft, which is almost ready to be planted. Please plant more varieties! Pickled vegetables are indispensable!”
Song Tan: ...that makes sense! Everything is delicious when stewed with sauerkraut!
She slowly turned her head and looked at Professor Song.
Professor Song:…
After a moment of silence, he tentatively said: "Then cabbage, spinach, autumn cowpeas, black and white vegetables, tomatoes, yellow cabbage, leeks, autumn eggplant..."
“I want it all! I want everything, and I don’t want to choose any variety!”
Song Tan was overjoyed, and Wu Lan was laughing so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.
Hold on a moment!
Ulan suddenly remembered: "Then where do you plan to plant?"
“On the mountain!”
Song Tan was confident: There are hundreds of acres of mountains! Over here, excavators are plowing the ground, over here we are sowing what needs to be sown, and here we are raising seedlings!
“But didn’t you discuss planting fruit trees this autumn? It’s to let them adapt to growing roots one year, so that they can produce more yield next year.”
“That’s right.” Professor Song responded this time: “But it doesn’t matter, the planting time for autumn harvest vegetables is short—it’s the end of July, and doesn’t the temperature here only drop in mid-November every year? It’s enough for vegetable harvest.”
“Plant trees when the temperature drops. Although plant growth is slower, the mortality rate is not that high. It’s actually a good time!”
and…
Professor Song has one more thing to say.
Since Song Tan didn't mind the upfront cost, he actually inquired about some finished trees. It was too hot to transport them, so it would be more suitable when the temperature cooled down.
However, these things have not arrived yet, and secondly, they have not been completely negotiated. Let’s wait until they are negotiated.
…
On the mountain, Qiaoqiao happily carried the basket and stand to the side of the pig pen, and opened the live broadcast room -
As usual, don’t give fans any precautions.
“Children, since today’s live broadcast is still two hours short, let’s feed the pigs today. Once this has been taught, you don’t need to learn it. You can review it.”
However, when he looked down at the pumpkin in the basket, he hesitated: "Wouldn't it be a bit monotonous to just eat this? Your Majesty, let's pick a basket of sweet potato vines. It should be more delicious with some green vegetables."
The King: “Woof!”
So, before everyone who had just entered the live broadcast room had a chance to say hello, they watched the anchor pour the pumpkins out of the basket, and then started to go up the mountain again carrying the stand:
“There are some sweet potatoes planted in the back mountain, let’s go pinch the sweet potato vines!”
Barrage:…
【Thank God, the anchor still remembers to take his mobile phone! Didn’t throw me in a pig pen]
I ate some melon from Lujiang yesterday, but it’s not convenient to discuss it here, so I didn’t say anything about it... But I definitely didn’t really eat pumpkin! !
(End of this chapter)