After the Waking of Insects, comes the spring rain.
The misty drizzle fell silently, and the entire fields and hills were covered with a layer of light blue mist, furry and wet.
Song Sancheng had just settled his wages to the villagers. Now he smelled the smell of rain and soil outside, and a smile appeared on his face.
"This rain came at the right time."
For more than half a month, they have been busy every day. Wu Lan has to cook for a large group of people and clean up at home and outside.
Song Sancheng had to take people to weed the fields, weed the hillsides, cut down trees, trim tree trunks, and take time to build pig pens, chicken coops, and duck sheds...
The person who delivered the strains just came here this afternoon, and I planned not to go out to order the strains at home tomorrow, so I settled the wages, which amounted to tens of thousands.
Look again, God takes care of everyone: it’s raining!
Wu Lan took the account book and sighed: "Tan Tan, your 60,000 yuan is gone."
"If you have to spend money next, it will be supported by me and your father. You have to follow our arrangements." Otherwise, I'm really afraid that if she loosens her grip, she will have to make arrangements again.
Song Tan thought about it in his mind——
The piglets haven't been brought back yet, but the pig pens have been set up, and her mother can afford the money even if she doesn't have to pay for them. She has to buy the ducklings, and she has to pay for them.
I won’t buy any chickens this year. They are being hatched at grandma’s house!
The woodland on the hillside has been cleared, and all the seeds have been purchased. Next, we need some labor to plant the strains, but there are no other expenses!
She nodded and asked the key question: "Mom, what should we eat?"
Wu Lan felt suffocated in his heart: "We have no money, what can we eat? Go, take Qiao Qiao and dig wild vegetables on the slope!"
"okay!"
There are too many slopes with wild vegetables in the countryside. Among other things, there are layers of depressions on the hillside behind their house.
However, the best season for digging wild vegetables has not yet arrived, and I am afraid that there is not much available now, just enough for them to eat one or two meals.
Song Tan went back to the room to tidy up, thought for a while, and took his mobile phone holder with him: "Qiao Qiao, go dig wild vegetables!"
Song Qiaoqiao couldn't wait to rush out of the yard: "Oh! It's raining! I'm going to tread water with Mummy Pig!"
However, the rain is foggy and the ground feels a little moist. Where did the rain come from?
Qiao Qiao was silent.
The two siblings ran into the forest like monkeys. Behind them, Wu Lan was still shouting: "Pull some wild onions and come back to scramble eggs for you!"
…
They both grew up in the mountains. The two siblings moved very quickly. In the middle, Song Tan even took another look at the rough pig pen in the back mountain——
It was a large shed made of wood, the top was tightly covered with tree branches and raincoats, and the inside was raised high with stones. The straw hadn't even been spread inside, but it already looked quite fresh and clean.
With so much activity in raising pigs, the pork must be delicious. But there is also a problem. The pigs must urinate randomly every day. The range of activities in the mountains is too large, and there is no way to build a manure tank for them. Song Sancheng thought about this for a long time.
However, he finally figured it out.
When the piglets are still young, don't let them run around, otherwise there will be grass, tree roots, and stones on the hillside, and they will easily fall and get injured.
At this time, make their pen smaller, dig a shallow pit, and slowly throw the pig manure in. Slowly, the pigs will know where to poop.
Once you get used to it, expand the scope step by step...
Will it work? This is Song Sancheng's first time raising pigs on the mountain, so let's give it a try! At most, it will take a little more effort and shovel the shit on the mountain every day, and it will be fermented and used as fertilizer.
After bypassing this forest, we reached a gentle slope halfway up the back mountain, where green grass had begun to sprout.
Qiao Qiao was already pointing to a large bush of green onions: "Sister! Scrambled eggs!"
Wild onions are also called wild onions and mountain garlic. They are much smaller than ordinary onions and garlic, and are not even as strong as leeks. Every time we eat this at home, Qiao Qiao’s job is to choose and wash it, so she is very impressed.
Song Tan looked at it and hesitated: "The wild onions grow so well. Should we have scrambled eggs for lunch? Or stewed crucian carp?"
But no matter what, let’s pull it out first.
Not only are there wild onions, but there is also a clump of freshly grown Malanthus on the edge of the woods next to it. They are a bit small, but they can definitely make up a plate.
Next comes the shepherd's purse, there are quite a lot of them, some are big and some are small, Qiao Qiao has already shoveled them happily with a shovel.
But... there were too few things in the end, and the mobile phone equipment was all in vain, so there was nothing worth taking pictures of.
She sighed and suddenly thought of another thing——
What are the prices of wild vegetables now?
…
The two siblings went out and worked for an hour or two. Ulan took the vegetable basket and asked in confusion: "You still went to the pond?"
"Yeah yeah!"
Most of Qiaoqiao's sleeves were wet, and you could tell she was having a lot of fun playing in the water.
Wulan turned over the wild vegetables he brought over: "This watercress is quite tender. Don't worry, you have to pinch it back just after it sprouted - how do you eat it?"
Song Tan thought for a while and made a decisive choice between shredded chicken and stewed fish soup: "Cold shredded chicken!"
Chicken shreds must be made from chicken breasts. Who in the village can’t sell chicken breasts alone?
Wu Lan ignored her: "Okay, I'm going to fry some peppercorn oil and make it cold for lunch. I've been entertaining a lot of people these days, so I just want something light."
"Why is there purslane here? Just a handful? We'll mix it together later."
There are quite a lot of wild onions. Looking at their neat appearance, Qiaoqiao must have cleaned them up while playing with the water by the pond.
Wu Lan looked basically satisfied:
"It just so happens that the crucian carp I caught last time has also thawed. Let's make some soup and stir-fry the rest into twice-cooked pork. Otherwise, it will be too cold to just eat cold dishes today."
Finally, there was a thick layer of shepherd's purse at the bottom, and Wulan made a decisive decision: "Just make dumplings for dinner tonight!"
Song Tan, who doesn't cook, has no right to be picky, not to mention she is looking forward to it.
Now let me mention another thing:
"Mom, the weather has been warm recently. I think after this rain, the wild vegetables will grow like crazy. How about I dig more tomorrow and take the shuttle bus to the city to sell them?"
This time, Wu Lan was really impressed: "Are you going to set up a street stall? Have you been to the vegetable market?"
Song Tan understood what she meant - if it were his old self, he would definitely be thin-skinned and unable to let her go.
Now...
After half a month of hard work, all the money has been spent. If I don’t make some achievements, I don’t know how much money I will have to waste next time when I apply for funding?
What's more, she took advantage of this spring rain to attract a lot of spiritual energy to the hillside pond, and she would have to collect dozens of kilograms tomorrow no matter what!
Why don't you test the market first?
So she patted her chest and said, "Don't worry! I'll definitely be able to do it tomorrow!"
Song Sancheng remained silent until he heard the words, but he answered: "The shuttle bus will leave at six in the morning, and it has to go around the town for a long time. It's almost nine o'clock when we get to the city. How many people are there to buy groceries?"
"Let's see, Tan Tan, you pack the vegetables tomorrow afternoon and leave early in the morning. I'll take you to the intersection on a motorcycle. You take a van at the intersection, just in time to catch the vegetable market selling vegetables in the morning."
Let me tell you what you like to hear: There is still one today.
In addition, the recipes in this chapter refer to "Shanye New Special Dishes"
I am so hungry to write, it is so difficult!
Tantan’s first pot of gold is coming!
[Those who actually go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables usually arrive early, and those who know how to eat wild vegetables will certainly arrive early.]