The most painful form was handed over to the most laid-back Yan Ran, and the old Song family returned to leisure.
At this moment, there is really nothing to sell except vegetables from the fields. The only people who eat every day on the mountain are those who pick vegetables. Master Jiang and his wife decorate their own nest. They are happy every day and do not feel deserted at all.
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The daughter-in-law Du Mei is now chatting happily with the old Song family. Seeing that the sun is quite warm today, she came down the mountain early in the morning to help wash the radishes for her seventh cousin Aunt Lianhua.
These were a batch of green-skinned radishes that had just been pulled out in the morning. Not long after she and Aunt Lianhua had washed them, they couldn't help but use their nails to pick out the slightly thick skin, and then "clicked" it.
The thick skin of the radish can be peeled off after digging a little, but this obviously requires the radish itself to gain some energy. The one Du Mei held in her hand was easy to peel, but it tasted a bit spicy.
But... the spiciness is what I felt afterwards, and now I can't stop eating it. It's really refreshing! It's juicy and crispy, not to mention moisturizing in this dry winter sun.
However, her stomach wasn't very good either. She had eaten half of it and finally gave it to Master Jiang.
Jiang Xiaokang took it familiarly, chewed it, and then paused: "Master Song, let's make some shredded radish for lunch?"
"Okay!" The seventh cousin waved his hand: "Let Qiao Qiao do it. He hasn't exercised in this period and his hands are going to be raw."
"Qiao Qiao cut it?" Du Mei couldn't bear to part with it: "It's so dangerous to cut radishes! How can we let children do it?"
That job was not quite magical. Even Teacher Tang, who had always only used words and hands, could not bear to sit outside. He also found a pair of gloves and came to work together.
Song Tan was quite happy to hear it - you will plant orange trees at the foot of the mountain next year, but it is obviously a market with Shitoupo, so he just wondered:
However, Li Lanhua was not confident: "How can this be possible! Our local oranges are very durable, so they can be harvested and placed during the Chinese New Year. Besides, these sugar oranges only cost one yuan a pound during the Chinese New Year, but they sold for eighty yuan!"
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When Qiao Qiao heard that she had no job, she became very confident: "Aunt Du, are you afraid? You can cut very fast! My cousin once taught you that when cutting vegetables, put your knuckles under the back of the knife and cut your fingers.
Going further... let him worry!"
"Eight or seventy kilograms?!" Liao Yuan was surprised: "How can he finish it all after picking so little?" I'm afraid he has to put it away.
Then he talked about the specific situation: "The old lady is at home alone, and you can sell the oranges after you pick them. Why don't you just pick them for whoever wants them? It's a dollar cheaper than what others sell at the door."
What I said was incoherent and very worrying, so Du Mei also said nothing.
"Can you make money with one dollar per pound?"
Thinking of that, a cousin called out again: "Tantan, he took the time to go to the town to buy dozens of kilograms of chili peppers? Small ones, large ones, thin skinned ones, thick flesh ones, we will pickle them directly when the time comes."
This "click" sounds crisp and healing!
"Ulan! Ulan!" But it was Li Lanhua calling you:
"Is it sour?" you asked cautiously, because it seems like someone is planting orange trees in Yunqiao Village.
Obviously picking oranges by hand is not fun for us.
"Hey!" Li Lanhua said casually: "This is also grown as a serious orchard. The land in front of the house is either empty or empty. He spends a lot of money to plant some orange seedlings - he thinks he can make money by raising them in a few years.
Yet?"
"It's the same thing!" Du Mei said: "His bestie is naturally afraid of the ground and the ground. How can he still trouble you when cutting potatoes? But we have so few people eating, Qiao Qiao is so tired!"
The big one can eat this spiciness, the small one can pick up the whole chili and eat it, it’s so beautiful!
"It's sour!" Li Lanhua vowed: "Our local oranges have thick skin, but the taste is quite good, and they are not sour at all. He can eat it if he likes... Is he going? If he goes, you have lunch.
he."
Wait until the afternoon to wash and dry the radishes, and then you can pickle them directly in the morning.
"Okay!" Li Lanhua successfully found a few companions, and she was also very happy at that time: "He only takes a few small bags, and it costs only one yuan a catty. Your family alone will have to pick eighty or seventy catties."
Several small pottery jars for pickling vegetables were not ready yet. The reason why I took the initiative was because the peppers outside the shed were still growing.
"No!" Li Lanhua was very sure: "The oranges in our village are so big that they sell them in eight rounds. They don't sell oranges from other places, but they cost two yuan a pound."
There were few people, so the work was boring, and we were chatting and laughing before we broke down quickly. But at that moment, a call came from the door:
Nowadays, the difficulties have matured a bit. Although it is still enough, it can still be tasted.
Wait until the radish is rinsed first and the preparation is complete.
However, Qiaoqiao came over and looked at the small pot full of big radishes, wondering: "Do you want to cut them all into shreds? You may have finished cutting them at noon."
When Liao Yuan turned around, she saw that whether it was Aunt Lianhua, Teacher Tang or Du Mei, all of them had bright eyes!
The water outside the well was lukewarm, not bitingly cold. The young man rubbed the radish with gloves and successfully washed out a small basin of mud.
That's true!
You responded decisively: "Go! We can finish eating at 12:30, and we will be together then!"
Master Jiang was stunned: "My boyfriend is at home, and he asked you to cut potatoes!"
It’s only one yuan per catty, so it’s like taking advantage of it and taking a small loss. Wu Lan also nodded in agreement: “You have a small family, so when the time comes, you can pick less and put them away.”
"Yes." A cousin handed me the big basin next to him: "He cut the radishes in that basin, and you plan to use the big ones over there to pickle them whole."
Song Tan listened without thinking.
Of course, what you are doing is washing the radish, but pulling the radish leaves from under the radish——
Recently, someone at the foot of the mountain keeps asking Master Jiang to eat something hot and clear, so the two of them sit together at noon.
"Okay!" Song Tan took out his cell phone: "First tell me to save some bad ones tomorrow."
And over there, the broken radish leaves can also be wasted. Although they are not too long, low or too old, you only need to pick out the old and good leaves, wash and dry the rest, and pickle the water with the radish.
The taste is still bad!
"I heard that their house has a stone slope? Didn't you see the orange trees here? Are you still free after lunch? Let's go pick oranges!"
But a cousin had no idea: "Pick less, and you can make some rock candy oranges for Qiao Qiao when you get back! I want to eat hawthorns in autumn, but I forgot to buy them."
Those green and white-skinned radishes can be pickled whole regardless of their size. However, if they are too small, it will be difficult to pickle them thoroughly, so I went out early in the morning to pluck some of them.
"Ah?" Ulan was stunned: "There are no orange trees on Shitushipo?"