Chapter 698 698 Worse than Beans

Chapter 698 698. Worse than beans

"Really!" Ulan affirmed!

Aunt Lianhua was overjoyed.

Although I watch the food trucks carrying meat up the mountain every day, after eating at Tantan's house for so many months, I know what a good taste is!

If she really had to eat in the mountains, no matter how great the cook was, she wouldn't be able to part with it.

Zhang Yanping walked around and found that everyone had something to do. He seemed out of place, so he took the initiative to find a topic:

"Auntie, where is Tantan?"

Wulan glanced at him: "Tantan is still cooking beans in the kitchen."

Zhang Yanping remembered this and hurried to the kitchen to take a look——

Oops! In such a big three-pot pot, the beans are boiling full, and they are rolling one by one and still foaming.

Looking at the large iron bucket on the side, piles of cooked beans have been taken out - it can be seen that two hundred kilograms of beans need to be cooked several times!

And his good cousin was stirring there with a spoon, and asked his seventh cousin:

"Is this hardness enough?"

The seventh cousin's ruthless iron hand pinched one off the spoon, and it took some strength to crush it - he nodded with satisfaction:

"Let's anneal it and put the lid on the pot. After the previous few barrels are processed, it will be almost covered." The taste will be slightly softer by then, but it still has a slight hardness. When making soy beans, the taste will be very good. good.

Seeing Zhang Yanping standing at the door, the seventh cousin looked even more kind: "Yanping, how are you resting?"

Zhang Yanping hesitated for a moment - did he say yes or no?

At this moment, he could only smile perfunctorily, and then looked at Song Tan again:

"Tan Tan, haven't you finished all the moxa sticks this morning? There should be more, right?"

"There should be." Song Tan thought for a while: I made a lot of moxa sticks in the morning, and there were more than fifty moxa sticks in total. Twenty of them were given to Guo Dong to help the villagers with moxibustion at the clinic——

After all, with such a long and thick moxa stick, you can never use up one at a time.

The remaining thirty sticks are at home, and I learned how to do moxibustion at home...

Zhang Yanping asked her: "I just looked at Qiao Qiao's background data, and the people who have been giving him rewards are all insomniacs."

"I'm thinking, should I let Qiao Qiao start the live broadcast alone? Give two moxa sticks to each of the top three on the list."

He pulled out a screenshot of the backstage and showed it to Song Tan:

"Look, the rewards for each of the top three are more than 5,000 yuan."

And the ID name is also very interesting——

【I really want to sleep for another five hundred years】

[Wake up at five o'clock in the morning on Monday]

[Is it sinful to sleep for three hours?]

hiss……

Even Song Tan, who didn't need much sleep, felt painful just looking at their IDs.

Now I thought about it and said, "Okay, let's give one to each person."

It was really a lot of rubbing and hammering. It was too trivial and painful, and she was not willing to do it again. Therefore, moxa sticks are very valuable.

But then again, there seems to be nothing in the house that is not valuable.

"By the way, ask Dr. Guo, where can moxibustion cure insomnia? Let Qiao Qiao hold a simple live broadcast and tell them about moxa sticks as a bonus for fans."

Last time, the MCN organization talked about attracting fans and keeping fans, and giving benefits to fans... which makes sense.

Thinking of this, she had another idea.

“If we’re going to broadcast gifts at the end of the year, let’s give a pound of our soy beans to the first three people!”

Zhang Yanping:......

how to say? It's generous, but something seems not quite right.

and……

"What's the name of the MCN organization I came to talk to you about last time? Let me look back and see what their anchors are doing? There are quite a lot of tricks like this. Let's learn from it."

"Indeed." Song Tan was convinced: "What he said makes sense."

It's just that the MCN organization, which is used to making big pie, fainted in the toilet.

Zhang Yanping accomplished one more thing and felt at ease - isn't mental work just work? He is really not a freeloader!

At this moment, he was very happy: "Then I'll go and ask!"

In this way, it shouldn't look like he's immobile, right?

Wu Lan, who was placing the dustpan, glanced at him and thought that the young man couldn't hold his breath anymore! No, as soon as Dr. Guo said it in the morning, he already thought of an excuse to see someone in the afternoon.

Here, Song Tan was about to agree when she saw Wang Xiaoshun coming down the mountain, calling her:

"Song Tan, my master said that he will ask you to buy another two hundred kilograms of soybeans tomorrow. He is going to make watermelon jam tomorrow and will stay in the canteen on the mountain to eat."

how to say? Master Qian is here, and he and Qi Cousin have to compete invisibly in everything they do - even if the ingredients are different in nature, they still try to let the other party see their various skills.

The result is that a bunch of losers in the family are so happy!

Wang Xiaoshun followed his seventh cousin and learned a lot about the craftsmanship of wild vegetables. Now he was very considerate when he came up with Master Qian's ideas:

"Don't worry about the watermelon. You can buy it when the soy beans are ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Yanping standing in the corridor, who was obviously idle. He couldn't help but feel happy:

"It's just right, Zhang Yanping, didn't the doctor tell you to move more? Why don't you go to the mountain to help my master tomorrow!"

Zhang Yanping wanted to refuse immediately, but he saw Song Tanzheng looking at him expectantly: "Yes, brother Yanping, there is nothing to do tomorrow, so just go and help me. Two hundred pounds is much easier than today."

Zhang Yanping: ...is it too late to say that his arms are still shaking?

Before he recovered from this sadness, Song Tan looked at his seventh cousin again:

"How about we cook another 500 kilograms of beans?"

"Make 500 kilograms of soybean sauce, and 500 kilograms of watermelon sauce."

The seventh cousin calculated: "500 kilograms of soybeans can produce about 2,000 kilograms of soybean sauce. If it's watermelon sauce... it can be about 3,000 kilograms! You have to buy a few more large pottery jars first."

"Buy! I'll buy them tomorrow morning!" Song Tan was looking forward to it.

Oh, how much should a kilogram of sauce be sold at that time? Making this is so laborious, much more troublesome than the simple and direct green pepper beef sauce, and the shelf life is so long... Wouldn't it be too cheap to sell it for 100?

And the seventh cousin snorted and laughed: "Why rush? The dried chili peppers stored at home are only enough to make the sauce this time. Let's slowly make the 500 kilograms later, otherwise the chili peppers and garlic in the field can't catch up."

"That's fine!" Song Tan was not in a hurry for one or two days. She just said casually: "Okay, let Brother Yanping help you later."

Zhang Yanping:...

Does no one care about me?

Just finished 500 kilograms, and the mountain added another 200 kilograms, and the seventh cousin's daily scattered work must also fall on him!

He thought a little collapsed:

At this pace, won't I have work to do every day? Move beans, wash beans, cook beans, dry beans...

It's obviously summer vacation, why is his life worse than beans?

I'm sleepy...I'll make up for it tomorrow. Good night. I slept for nine hours last night (so happy, woohoo), if it weren't for the dog days of summer, I would have to rest early after cupping, I would definitely be able to work again!