Chapter 796 796. Crispy radish leaves
It was not Qiaoqiao’s turn to take up the task of kneading radish leaves.
His hands are white, and although they are strong, they look tender. Not to mention that the seventh cousin is reluctant to part with them, even Aunt Lianhua is reluctant to part with them!
At this moment, the two of them were rubbing hard in their respective basins, and Qiaoqiao had to work hard to cut the radish leaves. The three of them divided the work smoothly.
Once vegetables see salt, water will come out quickly.
Not long after, in the big basin in front of the seventh cousin, the radish leaves were kneaded into a strange and unsightly dark green color, and the full pot was kneaded into about one-third of the weight.
Grandma Qi prepared another basin and spread a large layer of gauze inside.
The kneaded radish leaves were put on top one by one, and then the seventh cousin called Qiaoqiao: "Come on, if you are strong enough, tie the gauze tightly and squeeze out the juice from this radish leaf."
Qiaoqiao is a little afraid to use force.
The radish tassel has been kneaded into that shape. If he squeezes it harder, won't it end up turning into a big vegetable ball?
But the seventh cousin downplayed it: "The harder you use, the cleaner the juice will be squeezed out, and the crispier it will be when you marinate it later."
Qiaoqiao held the gauze ball in her hand and twisted it hard.
Green juice penetrated the layer of white gauze, and then dripped into the basin. As he twisted and squeezed several times, less and less juice leaked out.
When the gauze ball was opened again, it really became a dry vegetable ball inside.
Fortunately, these vegetable **** are not strong, and they quickly fall apart in the basin after a few pulls with your hands. Next, the gauze was spread again, and Aunt Lianhua's pot of radish leaves was kneaded.
He gradually stopped caring about the live broadcast.
But fans in the live broadcast room have obviously learned to help themselves. Now watching Qiao Qiao work, I feel quite happy to comment on it.
What else can we do? I can’t push things to be put on the shelves.
It's just a self-pua.
For example, at this moment, no one is calling out watermelon jam or linking in vain anymore. Instead, they are sighing:
【No wonder it's not enough after harvesting so many radish leaves, and the shrinkage is too serious. 】
【Seeing helplessly, I watched the full pot cut into a flat pot, and then kneaded from the flat pot into a small half pot. After squeezing it out, even the small half pot was not enough. 】
【I just want to know, how delicious does this have to be? 】
【It's useless to think about it, there's no chance to think about it, he won't sell it anyway. 】
【It doesn't matter, as long as others can't eat it, I'll be at ease. 】
They don’t have a strict division of labor in the assembly line when kneading radish leaves at home, and everything is done in a casual manner.
So after Qiaoqiao finished squeezing the pot of radish leaves, he stopped and went back to cutting the peppers. Before that, Aunt Lianhua was staring at her, so she just put on a pair of gloves.
The red wattle branches have just been picked, and the bright color almost burns the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room.
【You must wear gloves for this, the anchor's chili is really spicy】
【That’s it, that’s it! The chopped chili sauce was very spicy to me]
【Oh my God, how spicy this smells! It’s a pity it’s not for sale anymore! 】
【Spicy eaters are ecstatic, they can show off half a bottle at a time, and then have three bowls of rice】
【This is too spicy, I really can't stand it. The green pepper minced sauce with thicker meat is more delicious】
A small pot of bright red wattle sticks was neatly placed on the chopping board. Qiaoqiao deftly removed the stems and cut them into cubes. It didn't take long before half the pot was filled.
The half-pot of chili peppers was quickly poured into the pot of kneaded radish leaves, and then sprinkled with plenty of salt.
Cousin Seventh put his dark hands directly in and stirred it back and forth evenly. After mixing it thoroughly, he took the jar that had been prepared in advance, stuffed the radish tassels into it, and pressed it flat with a little force...hiss—
This is both salt and pepper. Ordinary people don’t know how painful it is to do this to their hands.
Everyone in the live broadcast room was grinning, they really couldn’t imagine it.
Some people rarely murmured a few words.
【Actually, it is better to wear gloves when doing this. Even if the elderly are not afraid of spicy food, they still have to pay attention to hygiene. 】
【That is, the ones we usually sell are also made in this way, right? 】
【Disposable gloves are not expensive, so anchors should stop being so stingy. 】
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【I just didn't notice for a moment, there are such high-end people in the live broadcast room? 】
【Don't worry, the ones selling them do the same thing, just don't rob them. 】
【Anchor, ignore them, I just like to eat like this. My family used to do this when I was a kid. 】
【Don't get excited, everyone, I'm not necessarily here to cause trouble, maybe I'm just making a suggestion. 】
【It's too dirty, so you didn't pay attention to the live broadcast, right? It was obvious that he had washed his hands in front of me just now. 】
【Don't say it, you really don't say it. Put your phone down now and test the bacteria on your hands. You may have more bacteria on your hands than others. 】
Zhang Yanping took a look and saw what a great opportunity it was!
He wanted to clear his name immediately, so he took this opportunity to explain:
“Don’t worry, everyone, the reason why the soy beans and watermelon jam we sold in our live broadcast room have not been linked for so long is also for hygienic reasons.”
He went into the house with his mobile phone and rummaged through a pile of licenses: "We have formal procedures and everything has been inspected. The reason why those sauces are not sold is because we haven't freed up manpower to fill them yet."
“We have a complete set of sterilization equipment and filling lines, but no one in the village has used them. It’s not practical to rely on just our family, so we have to wait.”
“The other thing is,” he turned around and showed everyone the row of sauce vats in the corner of the yard:
“Did you see? These sauce jars are still at the bottom of the mountain, and we haven’t had time to transport them up. It happened to be raining, so we opened the jars to fill the sauce at this time. The humidity is too high, which is not good.”
“So please be patient. Wait for the weather to clear up in two days and free up time to do things on the mountain. We will definitely link up.”
What else is going on on the mountain?
Sowing winter wheat, it’s time to irrigate the second-season rice, tidy up the vegetable plot a little, and then it’s time to go to the river bank...
There should be nothing wrong...right?
Zhang Yanping thought for a while and added:
“If everyone is willing to watch it, we will live broadcast the filling process to ensure peace of mind in terms of hygiene.”
Once you say this, who cares about hygiene and unsanitary things? They just want to use the time-travel method immediately and jump to the moment of the link:
【Ah ah ah, the male thunder and the female lightning listen to my command to stop the rain ah ah ah! 】
【Quickly take inventory of the small treasury, I must have a share of this sauce】
【radish tassel, radish tassel... I have no luck in this life, I will go to the vegetable market to buy it tomorrow morning! 】
I don’t mind, anchor. Can you bring out a jar now, fill it with sauce and send it directly? 】
Zhang Yanping finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dense barrage, and now he joked:
"That's not possible. Even if I agree, this food license won't agree."
There are still 73,000 words left before the goal...there is a long way to go, come on!
Update 1!
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