It was only then that everyone wiped away their sweat and said, "It's such a hot day, should we be able to get some sunshine in two days?"
Song Tan is also full of expectations: "When the sweet potatoes are eaten as dried ones, they should be very sweet, right? How much can they be dried? Can they be sold?"
The seventh cousin, however, took his time and said, "Why panic? After drying, you have to steam and dry again. We'll talk about it then."
It doesn't matter, as long as the next meal isn't pumpkin.
It was already past nine o'clock now, and it was hot and there was nothing much to do, so everyone tacitly went back to the living room and lay down.
Yan Ran opened her mouth and praised loudly: "Auntie, was it you who chose the sofa at home? The color is so bright."
"Really?" Wu Lan is not very fond of a home that does not have flowers blooming, riches, and grand cross-stitches. Even the main color is white... so plain!
Use the rainbow-colored striped old coarse cloth sheets as a sofa cover. Look, how beautiful it is! It’s also stain-resistant and easy to wash. It’s not as practical as the Morandi or other cream-colored sofa underneath!
Song Tan didn't say anything, thinking that the sofa cover couldn't be removed and the seller didn't send a three-color replacement - her mother was right, this old coarse cloth could be stuffed into the washing machine with just one pull, which was really convenient.
Anyway, the colors in my home are light, so although a rainbow-colored sofa is a little bit abrupt, it’s not ugly.
Instead, Qiaoqiao picked up her phone and said, "Sister, you sent me a message live."
Without Zhang Yanping, Song Tan had to take over the live broadcast. At this moment, he took over the phone and took a look -
"Hello, your live broadcast duration this month..."
In short, today is 7.31, and the live broadcast is still less than an hour long.
Qiao Qiao was annoyed: "I just peeled the pumpkin and forgot to sow it."
Song Tan comforted him: "It's okay. You go to the mountain, set up your phone, and broadcast the excavator. I think everyone really likes watching it."
Qiao Qiao shook her head: "No, no, it's too hot on the mountain, and the phone is so hot."
This is true. The excavator is very efficient. We just started working yesterday. When we went up the mountain this morning, we found that a large area had been flattened. There was no shade nearby and the sun was shining directly, so the phone couldn't stand it.
But Ulan remembered: "Aren't there still a lot of rotten pumpkins? It's been hot lately, and the pigs have eaten less. Qiao Qiao, why don't you feed them to the pigs? I don't think your fans can pick them."
It’s really easier to raise than a pig baby. You can watch whatever you want to watch... Sigh! Why doesn’t she have many fans?
That makes sense...Song Tan didn't even know whether the pumpkin was being fed to pigs or to fans.
"⊙o⊙Wow!" Qiaoqiao was pleasantly surprised: "Yes, yes! They love to watch the big pig eat!"
After saying that, he took the basket and went into the house to pack the pumpkins.
Across the room, I heard the seventh cousin complaining: "Do you need these hundred pounds to feed the pigs? I plan to make pumpkin buns and pumpkin cakes to freeze tomorrow..."
Qiaoqiao is no longer the Qiaoqiao who said what she used to say. Now she is happily picking rotten pumpkins and putting them into the basket, while answering the seventh cousin:
"It doesn't matter, there are many more on the mountain. Can you do it tomorrow, seventh cousin? Then I will pick it tomorrow morning! Do you want young ones or old ones?"
Seventh Cousin:......
Forget it, there's no rush for pumpkin pie or anything like that. There's no room in the freezer, and no one is willing to eat it lately.
"It's better to stay on Fujiko." He said sadly.
Qiao Qiao was really thinking that the big pigs were now several hundred kilograms in weight. It was hot today and they would sleep around in the woods every day, so she carried a basket full of pumpkins and some for her own use at home.
Kitchen Knife, who was now eliminated by his seventh cousin, happily went up the mountain under the sun.
"This silly boy..."
Wulan was helpless. It was so hot, wouldn't it be okay to feed the pigs in the evening? But he turned around and thought of another thing: "Tan Tan, tell Xiao Zhang if you can bring two packs of radishes when you come here in the next two days."
Seeds? It’s time to sow autumn radish.”
"Such a hot day?" Song Tan hesitated.
Wulan was also confused: "Yeah, it's too hot this year... I'd better sow it, it's the season, and it's already subdued. It might be even hotter next month."
"Okay!" Song Tan took out his cell phone: "I'll send him a message."
Professor Song was listening, and suddenly he was excited:
"Don't worry, don't worry! I have carrot seeds!"
Of course, there isn’t one now, but he knows where it is!
Then the question comes: "Do you want white radish or red radish? Spicy radish or sweet radish? Do you want a big radish or a smaller one?"
However, the seventh cousin didn't care about the pumpkins and rushed in: "I want them all! Song Tan, please plant more of them! I don't know how delicious the radish pickles are!"
"There is also white arrow shaft, which is almost ready to be planted. Please increase the variety! Pickled sauerkraut is indispensable!"
Song Tan: ...That makes sense! Everything tastes delicious when stewed with pickled cabbage!
She slowly turned her head and looked at Professor Song.
Professor Song:......
After a moment of silence, he tentatively said: "The cabbage, spinach, autumn cowpeas, black and white vegetables, tomatoes, yellow cabbage, leeks, autumn eggplant..."
"I want it all! I want everything, and I don't want to choose any variety!"
Song Tan was overjoyed, and Wu Lan was laughing so hard that her teeth couldn't even see her eyes.
Wait a minute!
Ulan suddenly remembered: "Then where are you going to plant it?"
"On the mountain!"
Song Tan was confident: There are hundreds of acres of mountains! Over here, excavators are plowing the ground, here we are sowing what needs to be sown, and here we are raising seedlings!
"But didn't you discuss planting fruit trees this autumn? You said you want them to adapt to growing roots in one year, so that they can produce more crops next year."
"That's right." Professor Song responded this time: "But it doesn't matter, the planting time for autumn harvest vegetables is short - it's the end of July, and doesn't the temperature here only drop in mid-November every year? It's enough for the vegetable harvest."
"Plant trees when the temperature is lowered. Although the plant growth is slower, the mortality rate is not that high. It is actually a good time!"
and……
Professor Song didn't say anything yet.
Since Song Tan didn't mind the upfront cost, he actually inquired about some finished trees. It was too hot to transport them, but it would be more suitable when the temperature cooled down.
However, first of all, these things have not arrived yet, and secondly, they have not been completely negotiated. Let’s wait until they are settled.
…
On the mountain, Qiao Qiao also happily carried the basket and stand to the side of the pig pen, and opened the live broadcast room——
As a rule, fans are not given any precautions.
"Children, since today's live broadcast is still two hours short, let's feed the pigs today. Once this has been taught, you don't need to learn it. You can review it."
However, when he looked down at the pumpkins in the basket, he hesitated: "Wouldn't it be a bit monotonous to just eat this? Your Majesty, let's pick a basket of sweet potato vines. It should be more delicious with some green vegetables."
King: "Wow!"
So, before everyone who had just entered the live broadcast room had time to say hello, they watched the anchor pour the pumpkins out of the basket, and then started to go up the mountain again carrying the stand:
"There are some sweet potatoes planted in the back mountain, let's go pinch the sweet potato vines!"
Barrage:……
[Thank God, the anchor still remembered to pick up his mobile phone! He didn’t throw me into the pig pen]
