The more Song Tan listened, the more strange he felt:
"etc."
"Grandpa, aren't you building a stove?"
Song Youde then laughed: "The tobacco leaves are so big, how can you bake them in a stove? They can't be spread out."
"I'll build a higher grill. Let's take our time. Grandpa is not in a hurry."
Oh my god, after such a gesture, Song Tan knew that they wanted to build a two-meter-high small house!
The square was sealed tightly, leaving only a hole for burning coal at the bottom.
That's right. In order to ensure the temperature and meticulousness, even firewood is not used underneath. Song Youde even plans to pull coal.
Coal is resistant to burning, and the temperature does not fluctuate, making it stable.
In the curing room, the tobacco leaves are tied up one by one, placed on a shelf, and piles of coal are burned on both sides of the outside. After roasting for several days, the tobacco leaves must be golden and bright, with first-class quality!
And it’s easier to store than sun-dried ones.
After Song Youde thought about it like this, he became more and more active. Now he got on the car in a hurry and decided to get some more bricks——
For such a small brick house, the two of them spent a long time trying their best!
Fortunately, because it is against the wall, I saved the effort of one wall and finally finished it.
After having a hasty lunch, the two little old men looked at the big sun in the sky, then looked at each other and said in unison: "Go and have a look in the fields!"
Song Youde also hurriedly picked up another basket: "Let's put a roof on it. In the afternoon, you can collect the leaves while I go pull the coal and dry the house first."
The two of them have their own division of labor and cooperate with each other tacitly. At this moment, they really don't feel any trouble at all.
Only Qiao Qiao stubbornly held a cigarette case and chanted loudly: "Smoking is harmful to health!"
However, at this moment, only the backs of the two little old men could be seen.
Within half an hour, the two of them had picked a heavy basket of tobacco leaves and returned with the inflorescences on top.
At this moment, Song Youde couldn't wait to contact the coal seller, and he also set up firewood to grill the newly built house, as if every second counts.
The seventh cousin was sitting on the porch breaking leaves one by one——
He and Song Youde agreed to roast the young leaves picked from the topping for the first time.
The second time, I roasted the old yellow leaves at the roots of the tobacco.
For the third time, let’s take a closer look at the best quality batch of flue-cured tobacco!
As for how to distribute it, the two did not discuss it. Anyway, whoever doesn't have it can just take it. There is no intention to sell this thing.
But Zhang Yanping was ready to make a move again.
He secretly asked Song Tan: "Smokers can't resist this. How about we grow more crops next year and prepare more to sell?"
Definitely a high price!
Sell?
Song Tan asked back: "Who are you selling to?"
Large-scale tobacco cultivation must be registered. At that time, tobacco companies will come to harvest the top-quality leaves and pay you 58 cents each...
"I don't do this business."
Zhang Yanping felt depressed for a moment. Then he wondered:
"You didn't even know how to clean tobacco leaves just now, why do you know so much now?
Song Tan flashed her phone: "Thank you to the almighty friends, they know everything."
Of course, there is also a disadvantage. After she asked about the tobacco leaves, some customers in the group seemed to smell the smell, and several people came to chat privately, wanting to buy a batch privately...
Just look at the appearance of the two little old men in the room. How much tobacco can there be?
Taking this opportunity, Song Tan also went to take a look at the two-meter-high brick house they had newly built.
The house is not big, just two meters long, two meters wide, and just over two meters high. There is also a passage specially filled with coal at the bottom, allowing the coal to burn hot gas in the masonry and evenly transmit it to the baking room.
The tobacco leaves inside are evenly heated and roasted more thoroughly.
The seventh cousin broke off the tobacco leaves, held a bamboo pole in front of him, and then carefully tightened the tobacco leaves with a hemp rope.
Then wrap it tightly around the bamboo pole.
A shelf is densely packed and neatly stacked with green tobacco leaves.
However, compared to other companies that specialize in large-scale curing of tobacco leaves, his shelves appear much sparse, pieces, and even fully unfolded.
There is no way, after all, it is topping and the quantity is limited. It is the first time to do it, so let’s try it on a small scale first!
While working, the seventh cousin was still thinking: He started smoking cigarettes many years ago, and when the tobacco leaves are roasted, he will have to bring the entire cigarette pot!
Nowadays, online shopping is popular. I will ask a few young people to look for a good one online...
Song Youde's cigarette pot has been used for who knows how many years. The pole is made of bamboo, and the bamboo joints on it are all red and shiny because of his twists. He can't lose!
…
In the evening, Wu Lan, who took the time to go to the mountain to pick two handfuls of tea leaves, just came back. At this moment, he saw an extra room in the small courtyard filled with white fungus shelves. He couldn't help but wonder: "What is this building? A toilet?"
Unfortunately, the yard of my grandparents' house had the same problem as Song Tan's house, that is, there were not enough toilets.
There is no way, who made it possible for more and more people to live in the house now?
Even if Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun both live with their seventh cousin, a family of six with only one toilet is clearly struggling.
However, when Wulan poked his head inside, he discovered that there was no toilet here. There was not even a window! The floor had been smoothed and a decent flue had been built!
Looking at Song Tan again, she indeed gave the answer: "My grandfather is here to roast tobacco leaves."
Ulan:……
Fine.
She was unexpectedly happy this time: "It doesn't cost anything to grow tobacco leaves at home. It's much cheaper than buying cigarettes all year round. Just bake them."
Look at the bricks used: "These are all ripped from our house over there, right? Oh, let me tell you, Tantan, the engineering team you hired is really meticulous in their work!"
"When I was laying bricks in the morning, I took a look and saw that any bit of cement that seeped out was smoothed off. It was a beautiful job!"
…
And at this moment.
The excavator boy got off the car and rested for a while. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and went to the person in charge.
He didn't mean anything else, just one question that he had been thinking about for several days:
"Boss, why don't we eat with this family?"
The boss’s reason was also very simple: “If someone wants to provide meals, wouldn’t we get less money? For the same money, wouldn’t it be good to do it ourselves?”
"What do you mean? You think the food is not good? I'm not like others, giving you a three-piece set at the construction site every day!"
The so-called three-piece construction site package is cabbage, potatoes and radish. Because the construction team often takes on jobs like this in villas, most of their employers are happy and the food is pretty good.
For example, at noon, there are large pieces of meat and ribs in the dishes, but...
The swarthy young man looked at him aggrievedly:
"Have you never eaten their home-cooked food?"
"If I could eat with someone else's family, I would be willing to pay for another meal every day!"
