Guo Dong was very unwilling.
"I know you didn't feel my medical skills, so you didn't believe it, right?"
Song Tan: …
No.
She thought expressionlessly: It's totally unnecessary.
How much wine can be produced by growing such a small amount of sorghum
Even so, her grandfather had already classified the types of liquor into sauce-flavored liquor and strong-flavored liquor... How could he have the time to bother with medicinal liquor
What's more, the function of medicinal wine is nothing more than health care, and they can achieve the same effect if they stay at home for a long time.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Guo Dong sighed.
But she didn't give up and still kept the bottle of medicine:
"Don't refuse yet! You don't have a partner yet, man, can you understand me as well as I do?"
She winked and said, "Let's ask them when they come back... There's no harm in giving it a try, right? This is a serious way to regulate your body, not the kind of medicine in novels that makes you feel horny as soon as you take it..."
Song Tan: …
She had no choice but to reach out and take the can of wax pills.
Guo Dong then asked, "I heard your grandfather is making straw mats. How much is one? I want to buy one first."
Her air conditioner was delivered, but the installation was delayed due to the rain. Today's appointment was fully booked, so she has to wait until the day after tomorrow... It was so hot that she didn't even buy a fan, and it was really hot at night.
Fortunately, the houses in the countryside are tall and large, well ventilated and cool. Now it is early July, so it is not as hard to endure as in the city. It's only two days, and I can hold on.
But the straw mat is not a waste, as there are still several months of summer left.
Song Tan had no objection and took her to see the straw mat he had just brought: "It's 999 for now. If you want, we can also provide free shipping."
Guo Dong: …
Now it was her turn to quickly withdraw her hand: "Thank you. I don't deserve it." She should borrow a fan first.
…
And in the fields at the foot of the mountain, Qiao Qiao has started live streaming again.
"Children, today Teacher Qiao Qiao will teach you how to cut sorghum."
"We have two mu of sorghum planted here. Grandpa said that when it is ripe, we can cut it down and make wine."
"It was raining here a few days ago, so we weren't supposed to cut the sorghum today. But the sun is shining brightly and the wind is strong, so there's no water left."
After he finished speaking, he reached out and shook the sorghum stalks, and sure enough, there were no water droplets.
Wow! There are more and more skills on my resume
Earlier, you learned the theory, but where did you practice it
Sorghum rice porridge! This diabetic's favorite!
Sorghum flour dough!
!
Zhang Yanping just opened his phone to check the comments in the live broadcast room, and saw that everyone's comments were all about food, which made him look up:
"Is the sorghum rice porridge delicious?"
Xin Jun thought for a moment and said, "It's OK - definitely not as delicious as rice, but I can give it a try."
He was eager to try: "I heard that sorghum stalks are very sweet. I want to try it later!"
"Really? I have to try it, too." Zhang Yanping was also excited - isn't this like chewing sugar cane? Eating something this sweet in July, how wonderful!
His eyes wandered over the row of sorghum in front of him, and he decided to find the most beautiful one later.
The two adults were slacking off at the back, but little Qiao Qiao was working very hard.
At this moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the heavy sorghum ear, then moved the sickle about 30 centimeters below the sorghum ear and pulled it down.
The heavy, red, and densely packed ears of sorghum were already in his hands.
"Did you see it, kids? It's very simple. Just reach it with your hand and cut it with the sickle."
Barrage: …
The host thinks highly of me, I am not that high.
This sorghum must be more than two meters tall, right? Isn't there a kind of dwarf sorghum now? Why don't you plant it
This seems to be Northeastern glutinous sorghum... good for making wine!
As I was talking, I saw Qiao Qiao already aiming at the next tree:
"However, today we have to collect all the sorghum stalks, so we will not cut from the beginning, but from the root."
As he spoke, he held the sorghum stalk in his left hand and used the sickle in his right hand to exert great force—
Swish!
The whole sorghum plant fell down.
Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun heard the noise and looked over.
Sorghum stalks are a gift from heaven!
The two men excitedly held up their knives and chopped off the sorghum ears along with a piece of the stalk from behind.
Xin Jun calmly put on gloves, picked off all the leaves and threw them into a basket beside him.
Sorghum leaves can be fed to fish, and can be crushed and fed to chickens, ducks, and pigs.
They can eat sorghum stalks like sugarcane - of course they are not as sweet - and they can also be used to feed pigs.
Tsk, when I think about it this way, it seems weird...
The two men chose the middle part, and with a few cuts, each of them had two sections of sorghum stalks.
that is…
Xin Jun looked at the sorghum stalk in his hand and felt that something was wrong. Zhang Yanping had already tilted his head and started to chew it.
Gnawing on sorghum stalks is like gnawing on sugarcane. First, peel off the skin, then chew it.
Hey, why isn't it sweet
He turned and looked at Xin Jun.
Xin Jun thought for a moment and said, "I also ate it when I was a child. Maybe my memory is filtered. First, you chew off the skin, and then eat the core. After all, it is sorghum, so it is definitely not as sweet as sugarcane. I guess it is just slightly sweet."
Zhang Yanping thought about it and said: That makes sense.
He then chewed and pulled at the sorghum stalk until only a thin, milky white core was left. Then he bit it and chewed it again...
Soon, he spat them all out like spitting out dregs.
"Your childhood filter is too outrageous. How can it be sweet? It doesn't even have much moisture."
Xin Jun stared at him for a while and said, "Well, since it's not sweet, I won't eat it."
Zhang Yanping: …
He looked at the remaining piece of sorghum stalk in his hand, then looked at the one that Xin Jun casually threw into the basket, and always felt that something was wrong.
But he couldn't figure it out, so he turned his head and stared at the sorghum stalks, wondering: Could it be that he didn't bite the middle part
At this time, Qiao Qiao had already chopped a lot of sorghum. Seeing Zhang Yanping squatting on the ground, he couldn't help wondering:
"Brother Yanping, why do you want to eat this? This is not sweet and belongs to the piglet. Don't eat it carelessly."
Then he pointed to a few sorghum trees in the far corner that were thick and tall, about three or four meters tall:
“That’s the sweet one.”
Zhang Yanping: …?!
The next moment, Xin Jun came over with a sickle in hand: "Great! Qiao Qiao knows a lot! I heard that you also planted sorghum. Today, the teacher will come to taste the fruits of your labor!"
"Hmm!" Qiao Qiao was indeed cheered up: "Then teacher, you take your time to eat! Grandpa said that these are the seeds of the sweet stalks that were specially left, and they are sweeter than sugarcane."
Turning his head to look at Zhang Yanping, who had a unique taste, Qiao Qiao sighed heavily:
"Brother Yanping! Don't eat it! This is really for feeding pigs... Come on, let's cut the sorghum together. Grandpa said that we should process and dry it early. When the sorghum is harvested, he can find time to use the sorghum ears to weave brooms!"