Zhang Yanping, a strong man with a black face, angrily carried a bundle of sorghum stalks up the mountain.
But this time, Song Tan lived up to his trust and found Jun Xin as expected.
“Mr.
Xin Jun:......
The smile on his face could hardly be maintained.
First of all, he didn't feel he needed the medicine.
Secondly, Dr. Guo dared to ask for such a thing, and Song Tan, a single girl, actually dared to ask him in front of him...
What went wrong? Lan
But soon, he whispered: "Thank you. But I am still a bachelor at the moment. I don't need it for the time being, so I won't let her down."
That's not necessarily the case...
Song Tan looked at him, thinking what if you were so passionate that you gave Qiao Qiao 10 papers overnight?
But if you don’t want to eat, just don’t eat. Anyway, she tried hard and didn’t force it.
But soon, Xin Jun stopped her again:
"Will your wine be sold then?"
He lowered his voice: "You name a price, and I will give you the money. It will be regarded as the processing fee entrusted to you." Lan
It is difficult to initiate a transaction without a certificate, so this is the only way.
Song Tan waved his hand: "If you want to drink, it's not a problem to give you two kilograms."
Apart from anything else, how lucky it is for Qiao Qiao to meet such a teacher!
Xin Jun smiled bitterly: "I'm not asking for myself, I'm asking for my family."
There is no profit from white fungus, watermelon cannot be delivered by express delivery, black fungus cannot be sold at high prices... except for tea, honey is not even in stock!
Just saying it’s not too far off?
Xin Jun originally took root here, but it was under the pretext of looking for sources of goods for his mother!
Nowadays, the food I eat is white and rosy, and I may send less and less food to my home...
If he doesn't find something good, he is really afraid that his mother will come and kill him one day...
At this moment, Xin Jun was extremely solemn and serious:
"As you know, our family always needs something special when we open a farmhouse. There is so much competition in the catering industry now, so I thought, if your family sells wine to me, I will get a cup for each person who spends as much as I want... It should be okay.
of."
If nothing else, Xin Jun really believes in the taste!
Not to mention anything else, although his skin used to be white, it was a bit rough. He was like the young people of today.
But since he came here, the skin on his face has become smooth and tender - if it is simply because of the good air in the countryside, or because of his regular work and rest schedule... Mr. Xin doesn't believe this.
It's not like he has no rules.
From this we can see that Song Tan’s family is really about nourishing people.
I just don’t know how to give ordinary crops such a unique flavor?
He was thinking subconsciously, but suddenly he remembered that he suddenly woke up from his dream in the early morning one morning. When he was lying on the terrace admiring the moon, he saw Song Tan coming down from the mountain wearing stars and the moon...
Xin Junruo realized something - that's right, whether it is a nutrient solution formula or something else, it is such an amazing and unique way to improve the taste. It is normal to do it secretly at night when no one is around.
She... probably secretly went to get the flavor-enhancing nutrients she prepared in advance at night?
Song Tan didn't know that Xin Jun's thoughts kept changing. She was just a little surprised: Lan
"Are you so confident in what you have at home? But, didn't you listen to what Qiao Qiao said? It's only a hundred pounds of wine. I'll give you 10 pounds and 8 pounds of wine. It's really not enough, so forget it."
Not to mention anything else, the daily customer flow of his farm restaurant during its heyday might have emptied the ten kilograms of wine. You can't use wine as a bait, right?
Xin Jun smiled implicitly: "We have a wine cup in our villa, specially prepared for those who don't want to drink but want to support it. It looks very big. In fact, you can barely make one or two by filling 10 cups. It's just right for drinking this wine.
"
Well, good fellow!
Song Tan gasped and looked at him with a very different look - what is a train of thought? This is a train of thought!
This is too calculating.
She quickly pointed out the important point: "What kind of wine cups can you send me? I'll pay for them."
Apart from anything else, this stipulates that her father, her grandfather, and the others can only drink so much in one meal, and if they don’t agree, they will be kicked out—just give them all away.
Humph, I can’t believe they disobey!
Xin Jun naturally agreed.
The two of them had just discussed this, and saw Zhang Yanping coming down from the mountain happily, holding something in his hand:
"Quick, quick, quick! Guess what treasure I found?"
When he returned to the courtyard, he opened his hands to look at Qiaoqiao's expectant eyes like a treasure:
"Ah!" Lan
Qiaoqiao shouted in surprise: "It's an egg!"
Zhang Yanping was also very excited:
"When I was feeding the pigs, I went to the nearby straw pile and saw eggs on the straw pile next to me. No, I picked them all up, 6 in total!"
"Let me see, let me see!"
Ulan also came over excitedly: "I'm telling you! A 4-month-old chicken should be able to lay eggs - these are newborn eggs, which are more nutritious than others. Let my cousin steam custard for you at noon!"
——Is there any other way to say this?
Everyone was stunned.
Then he saw Ulan take out one of the six eggs:
"Yan Ping, when you pick up eggs, you have to leave one in the haystack as a guide. Next time they will know where to lay their eggs. Where did you pick them up? Put another one back."
The egg in the palm is bright red, small, exquisite and cute, with a deep pink color.
When I think about it, I raised these chicks from the beginning when they were all fluffy and yellow, and when they were raised, the hairs faded and became very ugly.
Now... I can finally lay eggs, and Zhang Yanping feels particularly accomplished.
I wasn't tired at all at this moment, and I had even forgotten about Dr. Guo's aphrodisiac, and then I was focused on going back to the mountain.
But on this end, Wulan thought about it and told Song Tan: "When your Uncle Zhang comes to eat later, tell him that he thinks it's time to lay eggs in the duck shed and let him pay attention." Lan
She was still talking happily:
"This duck lays eggs irregularly. It always likes to lay by the pond. When I found them, many of the duck eggs were in the water and were about to be soaked... I also plan to pickle some salted duck eggs..."
She was chattering on and on, and now she couldn't help but want to go see it herself.
Song Tan quickly stopped her: "Mom, it's noon. The seventh cousin is going to cook. Don't go to the pond to bask in the sun. You'll get sunburned if you look back."
"Come on, there is no sun on this porch, and the fan is quite comfortable. Let's just clean up this pile of sorghum to save them both from working for so long."
This is true.
Continuously beating sorghum is laborious and tiring, and most people wouldn't be able to hold on for more than ten or twenty times.
Now, the sorghum in front of us has been beaten, but there is still a lot of sorghum left on top.
Ulan just couldn't take any time off. Now that she had work to do, she sat down comfortably, then put on her gloves and started to pluck down the sorghum——
