Chapter 594 594. Butchery and wine cellar
While talking, Qiaoqiao had already cut up the two remaining pumpkins in the basket.
Looking at the pig pen at this moment, he said with a little regret:
“Originally, I wanted to invite the children to watch when the pig was being slaughtered, but my sister said it was too **** and wouldn’t scare the children. So I gave it up.”
Actually, there was too little meat and not enough portions.
atic !) [I sat up in shock , I heard that there was also pork-killing vegetables - I 'll eat the black one ! 】
【I eat free, the fattest one! I love grease! 】
【I don’t choose the anchor! Eat them all! 】
【I am a repeater, I am over thirty this year, and I am not afraid of blood】
【What bloody? I'm not afraid! Anchor, I grew up watching Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit! 】
【What's frightening? To be honest with the host, I was born with weak tendencies and have never been afraid of being scared]
【Zhuzhu is too pitiful, he doesn't know his own fate at all... The Qiuqiu anchor asked me to come, I can recite sutras, and I can cry and recite them while eating...】
If everyone could still stay sane about the pumpkin before, now that they heard about the butcher's vegetable, everyone in the live broadcast studio wanted to get mad.
Pork-killing vegetables, those are pig-killing vegetables!
The hot cauldron, the blazing firewood, the frost and snow all around, the breathing and mist...but it was accompanied by the roar of people.
There will be gradually solidified pig blood in the big basin, and the chubby chef will use a big shovel to turn over the sizzling oil residue in the pot. In the iron pot, pickled cabbage and pork ribs are tumbling, and there is a mess under the hot white mist. Stew everything…
As for these visitors from afar, they would rub their hands and squat in front of the stove, making themselves into **** while warming themselves up, stretching their necks with salivation, thinking in their minds, which dish they should eat first?
Suck it!
Suck yo yo!
Suck, suck, suck!
However, no matter how everyone fancied it, the innocent and kind-hearted education anchor who only wanted to be greedy and never finished, just carried the bracket in one hand and the basket in the other, happily said hello to the king and went down the mountain.
While still distressed, he turned his face to the camera to zoom in, and said distressedly: "How come it's not enough for two hours..."
…
However, when anchor Qiaoqiao came down the mountain happily and entered the yard, he found that the yard was quiet and there were not many people at all.
“Hey, where are the people?”
He was about to go into the house to take a look when he saw Song Tan coming out with a big juicy green peach in his mouth and a weird stainless steel machine in his arms.
When the machine was put aside, it looked like a still, nothing interesting to see, and everyone’s eyes were all on her mouth——
With a "click" sound, she ruthlessly nibbled on the tip of the peach, as if she also nibbled on the hearts of everyone in the live broadcast room!
It’s not a tremor—it’s a heartbreak!
And jealousy!
【Ah ah, Yunqiao Xiantao has been out of stock for a long time, why are you still eating it? 】
【that is! Why? Do you know how greedy the child is? 】
【I don’t care, I don’t care! There are peaches again, right? On the shelves, on the shelves! ! 】
However, Song Tan gnawed off half of it, and now he came over and asked:
“Is there enough time?”
Qiaoqiao shook his head: "No."
Song Tan was depressed: "Then it's really hard for you to sign this contract."
【Damn it, what's the point of hard work! Isn’t this the minimum live broadcast duration? 】
【As long as the anchor is diligent, one hour a day can be enough. 】
【I don't care, my Taotao! 】
【I want peaches too】
【Who is as miserable as me—there was once a sufficient inventory in front of me, but I didn't cherish it, and I just talked about it with others...] 【That's right, I'm talking about your fans, anchor Xiao Jiang! In the end, the quarrel was won, and there was only one box of peaches left. 】
Qiaoqiao shook her head: "It's not hard, the children are very well-behaved. Sister, I also want to eat peaches."
"Go and get it. The peaches we haven't picked yet on the mountain are a little riper. We just picked some and washed them in the basket."
When I picked peaches before, I left some green or too small peaches on the mountain. Now they are ripening one after another. I went up to the mountain today to pick up more than 20 peaches, which is just enough for daily consumption at home. The taste is very good. outstanding.
Before Qiao Qiao entered the house, Song Tan asked again: "Oh, by the way, they have a wine cellar in the backyard. Why don't you put your phone there and live broadcast it?"
Open a wine cellar? !
Wow, this is new knowledge that Qiaoqiao has never learned before!
He quickly put the basket aside, picked up the stand and left.
Only the cries of blood and blood are left in the barrage—
【Peach, my peach! 】
There is indeed a wine cellar in the backyard... To be precise, it's not really a wine cellar, it's just a makeshift vat buried in the soil.
However, it has been a month since we made wine. If we hadn't been chatting just now, the seventh cousin almost forgot about it again. At this moment, he quickly called everyone to dig it out and take a look.
This is newly harvested sorghum, newly brewed sorghum wine!
Good guy, let alone Song Sancheng who was full of passion, even Song Youde dropped the half-woven straw mat and came over to look at it.
There was also grandpa Wu Jianguo. He couldn't sit still and asked his grandma to push him over. The angry grandma was still muttering until Qiao Qiao passed by: "What's the value of wine? It delays me making money..."
And Qiaoqiao put the bracket aside and quickly moved over: "Have you dug it out?"
“Hurry, soon.”
The seventh cousin wiped his sweat and directed the strong laborers Song Sancheng and Tang Xiaodong Qilin: "Up - up, raise it higher... Put it this way... Ouch, slow down, slow down..."
So, everyone in the live broadcast room noticed that everyone was huddled together, and the back of their heads was clear. They couldn't see what the wine cellar looked like, and they couldn't help but become anxious -
【Where's the wine cellar? Let's take a look! 】
【The previous ones give way, give way -】
【Ahhhhhhh! I just want to ask, is it a crime to put the stent in front of others? 】
【Damn it, this angle is obviously looking at the back of the head, where is the wine cellar? 】
Fortunately, after a while, a cheer broke out from the crowd, and then everyone tacitly moved out of the way, and saw a large round vat with an unspectacular appearance being carried by everyone on a pole and carefully placed on the ground.
The large vat was sealed tightly, and it took a lot of effort for the seventh cousin to open it again and take a look.
The moment the tank was opened, all the men present took a deep breath, and then showed intoxicated looks.
As for Lao Lao and Wu Lan:…
They both tilted their heads back, with disgust on their backs, "Why is it so strong..."
Then he sniffed again: "It's quite fragrant... It smells like grain... It's also a little sweet..."
I can't tell you more, after all, they don't drink.
Looking at the old men around me, I already wanted to pull him up!
Cousin Seventh was still calm. Seeing the softened sorghum inside, he stretched out his hand and pinched a handful - the water came out easily.
Then the steady expression on his face suddenly cracked, and then burst into surprise and impatience, and even his shouts were trembling:
“Song Tan! Song Tan! Where is the wine steamer I asked you to buy? Hurry up and take it out!”
Ah, someone came to my house in the afternoon, and they just left after dinner... Good night first, I will try to update tomorrow!
Just finished writing about dried pumpkin yesterday, and I saw a video about drying pumpkin today. Big data is amazing...
(End of this chapter)