Professor Song said that he was going to have a big fight, and he didn't leave the room for the next whole day except for eating. The same was true for his students. Even Tian Tian didn't dare to go to class after seeing this.
In fact, the few words they revealed were very complicated, such as fish meal, fermentation of fallen leaves, Tianhui green juice, fermented pepper extract, etc...
They all sounded familiar, but together they were obviously not something he could control.
The honest boy remained silent and had no choice but to work.
The Houttuynia cordata by the pond was almost collected. He saw that there were not many pine hair leaves to light the fire in the kitchen, and then thought about the fallen leaves discussed by several teachers, so he simply went up the mountain with a rake and sacks.
And Master Qian on the mountain was also embarking on a big fight at this time.
first--
He used a tricycle to transport the 500 kilograms of beans he had packed down the mountain.
He was making watermelon jam from these beans, but his personal habits were different, and the way he covered the beans was also different from that of his seventh cousin.
But the same thing is that after the white Aspergillus oryzae is fermented, it also needs to be dried.
It's just that Lao Xu from the construction team on the mountain didn't know what he had done. His temporary kitchen was set up in such a large flat area.
Although it's a bit remote, it won't be affected by the dust and dirt from the construction site, and it's clean for cooking and eating.
But now it's good, right next to the kitchen, the excavator is digging a big hole, and there are people preparing the cushion and laying concrete...
What happened was that there was so much dust and dirt that Master Qian had to move the place where he made sauce down the mountain.
No, the beans that had been fermented and sun-dried for a long time were packed in sacks and transported on a tricycle.
When they arrived, he didn't start working immediately. He took the time to tell Song Tan:
"Boss Song, the helper you hired is very hard-working. I see, if you talk to them later, you can keep them working here... They are really hard-working."
He was talking about Zhai Xiaofeng.
Master Qian observed for a period of time and found that although they were very well-dressed and wore gold and silver skirts, they were crisp and neat in their work.
In comparison, that is really a hundred times better than the previous Zhai Xiao'e!
When she came here, the job content that Song Tan and Master Qian said was to cook for the workers on the mountain. She would do odd jobs, wash vegetables, wash pots and cook dishes.
But Master Qian showed his intention, and now he was both drying the sauce and covering the beans, so the workload increased a lot in vain.
Although there is no strenuous labor work, even if there is, it would not be Xiaofeng's turn. But packing the beans is tedious and meticulous, and requires a lot of effort... To be honest, it is still a bit hard when the weather is so hot.
But Zhai Xiaofeng did not complain at all, but did a very practical job!
Her idea is also simple: there are so many people here, and her ex-husband is afraid to come, so she might as well perform well and make more money!
When her child goes to college, if she can stay in Song Tan's house and work... then what else does she have to worry about?
Children can work hard on their own!
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Master Qian may not be able to fully understand all these complexities. But when it comes to discernment, he is much better than the seventh cousin.
Song Tan also had a good impression of Zhai Xiaofeng. At this moment, he glanced at Zhai Xiaofeng, who was wearing a straw hat and pouring the beans out of the sack, and nodded silently.
Zhai Xiaofeng did not notice it.
While twisting the beans to check the dryness and humidity, she then asked: "Boss Song, please bring the watermelon here today. Then we can make the sauce early tomorrow morning. Without any delay, we can just dry it all day."
“I saw the weather forecast, it said there won’t be any rain for half a month, so it’s a good time to show off your sauce!”
Master Qian nodded: "Okay. Please take the trouble." He turned to Song Tan and winked.
Song Tan also nodded: "Okay, I happened to order a few large vats for drying the sauce. Let's ask someone to bring them over."
After all, there are five hundred kilograms of dried beans on the mountain, and more than a thousand kilograms of dried beans and watermelon jam are used down the mountain. There are only a few large vats, and there is no room for the beans.
Nowadays, watermelon jam alone requires thousands of pounds of watermelon... This is a big business.
Song Tan asked the melon seedling seller, and they could send melons and melons over in minutes.
Fortunately, she used her few conscience and bought a seedless watermelon. Although the price is quite ordinary, but for making sauce...
There's nothing wrong with ordinary beans and ordinary watermelon.
Now is the season when watermelons are in abundance, and it is also the season when they are the least valuable. These huge piles of watermelons are shipped here, and there is no need to even transport them to the house!
All you need to do is find a shady place outside the yard to pile them up, then cover them with a sun protection cloth, and you can use them directly tomorrow morning.
It's the soy beans they cover, because the process is a bit reversed, so it's not ready yet...
But don't be in a hurry.
The seventh cousin was concentrating on tossing those winter melon candies, so he couldn't take care of them for the time being.
No, pots of winter melon strips were soaked in water, covered with plastic wrap, and placed in the corner of the kitchen. The air conditioner was blowing on them. It was summer, and the pots were cool and refreshing when I touched them. It was no different from a refrigerator.
In this way, the quality of this batch of winter melon candy should be better!
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Early in the morning, Zhang Yanping was picked up again, guarding the stove to heat hot water, holding half of the leftover scallion rolls in his hand, his expression dull.
The hot stove in front of him had to keep adding firewood, but he couldn't complain because Wang Xiaoshun and Qi Cousin were guarding three large pots, blanching the soaked winter melon strips one by one and then taking them out...
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Everyone is working, and there is nothing in the online store. He, he, he...he can't say anything!
Those blanched winter melon strips, on the other hand, are so beautiful! They are white with a tender green color, hazy and translucent, with a natural poetry, and are fished into a simple stainless steel basin...
The sight of it makes people's mouths water, and they can't help but fantasize about its deliciousness.
However, after the blanched winter melon strips were allowed to cool in the air-conditioned room, I watched my seventh cousin put layers of sugar inside handful by handful, and all the poetry turned into a stinging pain in my teeth.
Sweet, really too sweet! You don’t need to eat it to know it’s very sweet!
If there was a live broadcast at this time, I'm afraid the words "lethal dose" would fill the screen.
When these winter melon strips and sugar were laid out in layers, covered with plastic wrap again and pushed back to the corner, Zhang Yanping sighed:
"It's so difficult!"
Isn't it just winter melon candy? It's been three or four days and I haven't put it away. This process is too troublesome.
"That's right." The seventh cousin also muttered: "Tantan's character would have been impossible for us to farm at that time! If you say wind, it will be rain."
"What does she know? She only thinks about eating! This leader opens his mouth and breaks his legs... What should I do? I am just a part-time worker!"
As the young working man said this, he couldn't help but think about it:
"I haven't eaten bitter melon for a long time. I got a little angry after eating too much chili... Let's make bitter melon stuffed with meat for lunch."
Zhang Yanping: ...You see, there are not many people in the family who like bitter melon, but this is the responsibility of you, the wage earner.
But now that he is guarding the stove and has no say, he is obviously an even more pitiful long-term worker.
