Chapter 701 701. Telling you to talk too much
When Zhang Yanping returned to the yard, he saw everyone slowly loading the flour-coated soybeans onto the dustpan.
This work is not tiring!
He hurried forward to actively try to help, but was stopped by Ulan:
“We have flour on our hands, so don’t touch it.”
Zhang Yanping was really interested. At this moment, he had forgotten the shadow of Douzi and said curiously:
“Are these going to be piled together for fermentation?”
The seventh cousin shook his head: "No, I want to dry it in the sun and put it in a dustpan so that it can be collected at night."
Just need to carry all the dustpans back to the warehouse.
"That's wrong..." Zhang Yanping wondered: "Why did I read on the Internet that it needs to be fermented first, so that it can grow aflatoxin or something else?"
Wang Xiaoshun laughed:
“The watermelon sauce you are talking about is made of watermelon sauce. The watermelon sauce is very humid and needs to be fermented first. I think Master Song makes the sauce beans drier and is going to cover them with mugwort, so the beans need to be dried.”
But Wang Xiaoshun is a considerate person, so he comforted him at this moment: "Don't worry, we will start making watermelon jam tomorrow, and you can learn it."
Zhang Yanping: ...calling you talkative! Tell you to talk too much!
It’s not yet five o’clock in the afternoon, and even wearing thinner shoes will burn your feet when walking on the ground. The soybeans coated in flour were placed in a dustpan to dry in the sun. When it got dark, it was obvious that all the moisture on the surface was gone.
Everyone carried the dustpan into the warehouse in twos and twos. There was no room to put it in such a big warehouse. I had no choice but to use every opportunity to find a way to do it, and there was so much that I almost had nowhere to start.
Song Sancheng looked at it and couldn't help frowning: "I'll see if the carpenter is still at home tomorrow, and ask him to quickly build a few multi-layer shelves. It's not a big deal that the dustpan is always placed like this."
Today it’s soy beans, and tomorrow I’m going to prepare soy beans for watermelon sauce. A dustpan is indispensable, but there’s really no place to put it.
Qiao Qiao learned this sauce-making skill, and for a while she just regretted that she couldn't teach it to the children... But my sister was right, I taught a lot of knowledge today, and they are stupid and can't learn so much -
Let’s wait until tomorrow.
When I came out again, I saw the big orange in the cat's nest in the corner. The big orange was nowhere to be seen. A few small oranges dug out two dry soybeans that rolled on the ground. They were jumping and jumping around, playing happily.
Are soybeans so fun?
He stared at it for a while, and couldn't help but want to play.
But I am an adult, wouldn't it be a little too childish to play with soybeans with a kitten?
So Qiaoqiao thought for a while, rushed out of the yard, and broke off a tall dogtail grass on the side of the road.
The green and fluffy foxtail grass was swaying in an S-shape on the concrete floor, making a subtle friction sound, which attracted several little oranges that didn't even want their beans, and became excited instantly!
Some jumped left and right, some lay down with their heads down and their buttocks stuck out, swinging back and forth like an ambush, and some were the most abominable!
He even tentatively stretched out his paws to touch the fluffy grass while meowing in a little milky voice!
Qiao Qiao's heart melted as she screamed, and she quietly asked Song Tan: "Sister, I have done a lot of work today, can I catch a kitten and put it into bed at night?"
Strictly speaking, there is no problem.
This cat has been dewormed. As for the sticky dust, as long as Qiao Qiao is willing to wash the four-piece suit frequently, it doesn't matter.
But today it’s a cat, maybe it’s been laid beside the pillow... Then what about the four dogs on the porch?
Now it is still in the stage of nourishing. Gao Ming'er can run and jump, walking in the field, watching cuteness and bringing back on the bed?
Song Tan then nodded cautiously: "You take it secretly, I won't tell mom."
“But, there are four kittens, each one is so cute, which one are you going to take?”
ah?
He originally looked at the soft meowing and squirting milk, and wanted to put it into bed. It would be very comfortable to sleep in his arms at night.
But now look at the one with its **** sticking out and swatting at the dogtail grass, it seems to be very lively and cute too!
And the one that jumped up just now and accidentally fell to the ground...
So he also panicked - yes, which one should I choose? Song Tan was still urging it: "Then you have to choose quickly, the kittens are so cute. If you only choose one, will the other kittens be sad?"
“Oh, maybe they are sad and sad, and they are worried that the one you caught will be beaten at night... They must be meowing in the middle of the night and unable to sleep.”
Don't tell me, there is indeed some secret deal between this big orange and the squirrels.
Song Tan practices at night and can often see them working together in confusion.
However, since the rats, snakes and insects on the mountain are consciously driven away, Daju always goes to the fields to dig out voles.
The squirrels dug their holes...
One is exterminating the clan, and the other is confiscating the family. The pairing is particularly tacit.
Thinking about it, Datian is probably the only one that is really easy to deceive.
And the kitten in the yard has lost its mother and is attracted by various movements outside. Isn't it normal to meow at night?
But Qiaoqiao didn’t know.
He just became more and more entangled - he really wanted to take the cat back to bed, but... but which one to choose? How should I tell the kittens so that they know that I don’t spank them?
Until the seventh cousin urged him: "Qiaoqiao, why don't you go to the mountain to help Master Qian!"
˜Qiaoqiao then reacted, and then looked at the time—
“Ah, it’s already past five o’clock!”
He hurriedly rode his colorful little three-wheeled big flower up the mountain quickly.
The person helping with the work on the mountain was the young woman who had applied for the job with Zhai Xiao'e before - yes, she was chosen in the end.
Because they are so quick at work!
Don’t look at the lack of rings, bracelets, necklaces, skirts, sandals and eyebrow makeup, but it doesn’t affect my efficiency at all!
Besides, working in the summer is quite difficult nowadays. Ulan asked several questions, and this is the job that he likes the most.
But she always felt a little worried, so it was the other party who took the initiative to tell Ulan:
“Sister, I actually want to find another man when I come back to work.”
These words shocked Ulan.
But then he said: "If you see me working neatly, I will polish it more myself during this time, and then I will ask Master Qian..."
In a project cycle, if the construction team is all men, you can always spot a good guy, right?
Why, why are you so direct? Wulan didn't even react. Although this Zhai Xiaofeng did divorce early, didn't the other party still have a daughter? Find another man...
“You have to think carefully!”
Ulan was sincerely trying to persuade her this time: "Your girl is a teenager. If you find another man, you say this...this..."
She wanted to say something profound, but she felt it was inappropriate to hold it in her mouth, so she could only say euphemistically: "It's inconvenient!"
Zhai Xiaofeng's eyes were red: "Sister! I know what you mean. To tell you the truth, the one who asked me to find another one is my daughter."
“She said she will take the proficiency test this year in her second year of high school, but her grades are not very good anyway. She will go out to find a job after the exam. She will come back to get her diploma after her third year of high school.”
"It's not that I can't stand up, it's just that...it's just that the man in front of me is back again!"
I am not a human being! I'll go first! Tomorrow comes tomorrow... I will make up for it tomorrow!
Ah, there will be an update tonight. It's late, let's see tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)