There is one more thing that Zhang Wang's family didn't say.
During this period, he was eating and drinking at Song Tan's house every day. Maybe it was because he had enough oil and water, or maybe it was because the food at home was so good that he accidentally ate more...
Rural people, as long as they eat well, they will be in good health sooner or later.
He now feels that his physical condition is much better than in the first half of the year. Apart from anything else, it is not so strenuous to carry a young man like Wu Lei around every day.
At this rate, there's no telling if he can live another ten or twenty years.
When he can do it, he looks after Taoyuan, and when he can't, he weaves straw mats for Song Tan's family... There is really nothing he can do. He has no place to spend money now. He has saved up his salary and capital, and will hire someone to serve him later.
…
If I really can't serve you well, then it will be over.
Nowadays, as long as they are open-minded in thinking, the Zhang Wang family feels that life cannot be more comfortable.
Therefore, he became more and more chic.
Song Tan didn't know that Uncle Zhang, who had always been honest and honest, could think so wildly now.
At this moment, he just rode on the tricycle: "Okay, Uncle Zhang, I would like you to keep an eye on Wu Lei."
"What is this nonsense?"
Zhang Wang's family laughed: "It's easier to have a young man to help me than it is to be alone. There's even someone to talk to."
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When Song Tan drove the tricycle to the edge of the chestnut garden, he was listening to Song Sancheng lamenting inside:
"The soybeans ripened so quickly this year, and I didn't even eat edamame a few times. I thought they could be eaten with wine."
Qiaoqiao opened his palms and said, "Dad, here, this pod is green, it's edamame."
Song Sancheng:......
There are yellow leaves and pods all over the ground, but this one is green... Why, can he prepare a cold dish for this pod?
Song Tan walked in and also laughed.
"It's okay. I'll plant them in batches next year, early-maturing and late-maturing..."
But I only eat it at home, not for sale. Fresh edamame has to be picked up by someone, and it’s not as easy as soybeans to come in all at once.
Look at Song Sancheng again. While cutting soybeans, he also picked up the pods and exploded beans that fell on the ground. He was really busy.
Song Tan looked at Dabao and Erbao who were gathered around excitedly:
"Dad, stop picking it up."
"Our beans are delicious, it would be a pity to keep them here."
Song Sancheng couldn't bear it.
"It's okay." Song Tan patted Dabao Erbao on the head: "Since they are here, can't you just leave them a snack?"
Not to mention, Song Sancheng would feel distressed at the thought of scattered beans scattered in the ground.
But once I thought about how the eldest and second eldest babies could eat, I was instantly satisfied again.
He became happy:
"Okay, our eldest and second treasure are so obedient, it will be great to see the Chestnut Garden! Eat, eat whatever you want!"
Okay, Dabao and Erbao can understand words now. When they talk about eating, the two dogs become energetic. They quickly poke their noses on the ground and can’t wait to find the scattered beans - roll them up with their tongues and directly
Chew the kacha kacha.
Although... I haven't tasted it while guarding the treasure mountain. It's really touching.
Song Sancheng obviously approved of it.
But Song Tan glanced at the two Bao'er and thought: If they are so skilled at eating, it's probably not like they haven't opened a small stove in their daily life.
As for the initiator...
She looked at Qiao Qiao, who was immersed in cutting soybeans in front of her without saying a word, and smiled helplessly.
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The family of three grabbed the branches and leaves of the soybean vine with their left hands, and stabbed them with the sickle in their right hand. The baskets were quickly filled with handfuls of soybean straw, and then poured into the tricycle.
Among them, Song Tan, who was the most efficient, saw that there was no grass growing wherever he went. Song Sancheng couldn't help but smack his lips:
"Tantan, when I was young, the whole village couldn't do this as well as you did."
"That's not true!" Song Tan also became proud: "Dad, don't even look at what kind of genes I have inherited."
For a moment, the sound of laughter and wind could be heard throughout the forest.
Before leaving, Song Tan conveniently broke off a branch with four or five chestnut packets on it - the branch was too thin and the chestnuts were too heavy, and they almost fell down under the weight.
By doing this, she was able to reduce the burden on the chestnut tree.
Qiaoqiao held the branch expectantly: "Let's go! Let's go home and eat chestnuts!"
…
Although the chestnut plant looks very defensive, it is actually very easy to eat.
For example, on an oval chestnut bag, there is actually a weak point of a cross. There are no thorns there, but they are protected by the cross of thorns on both sides. When ripe, they will explode into four pieces from this cross...
In short, the chestnut is still in a tender state. A skilled farmer only needs to step on the other half with one foot, then use the scissors to gently insert it along any vertical and horizontal traces, and then break it off——
The round chestnut bag was split in half, revealing the soft and white young chestnuts inside.
At this time, the chestnut shell is milky white and very soft because it has not aged yet. The skin inside is also moist and soft, making it especially easy to peel.
Put the pale yellow chestnut kernel into your mouth, and when Kacha bites it, you will be greeted by a puddle of fresh and tender water.
Sweet and extraordinarily delicious.
To be honest, it tastes a hundred times better than ripe chestnuts!
There were just these few chestnut buns, with three or four small chestnuts inside. The first person in the family got two, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. Qiao Qiao looked eagerly in the direction of the chestnut forest:
"I still want to eat..."
"Eat!" Song Tan was particularly happy: "You grow things to eat, but this chestnut is still a little small. In two days, when it grows bigger, it will be more cost-effective to eat."
"When you feed the dog then, just pick some and bring them back."
"But..." Qiaoqiao looked at Ulan hesitantly: "Didn't Mom say you can't eat chestnuts that are not ripe? It's a waste."
Wulan was also stunned, and then smiled and said: "You are talking about the old man's calendar many years ago. At that time, if you were counting on selling chestnuts for money, you would have to sell half a catty less to eat a small chestnut bun. I'm sure
I’m reluctant to give it up.”
"We don't rely on this now. You can eat whatever you want. You can eat all the mountains."
At that time, before and after the chestnuts matured, you had to go up the mountain every day to watch them, otherwise someone would steal them.
Nowadays, many chestnut groves in the entire village are deserted, and whoever likes to eat them will tear them off.
Times have changed!
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On this side, Song Sancheng spread the soybeans on the open space in front of the door. Many of the pods have fallen off, but some are still connected to the stems:
"Dry it first, then knock it again to make it easier to clean up."
The seventh cousin looked at it, looked inside to see if there was anything green, and took it off directly:
"Fried fresh soybeans for lunch."
Qiao Qiao came over and rummaged around curiously. It took a long time to find a small basin.
Peel the unripe soybeans until they are green, remove the shells, and then remove a layer of translucent membrane. Boil them in a pot, then add some green pepper sauce, minced meat and the like and stir-fry them. It also has a unique flavor...
