Zhang Yanping, a dark-faced strong man, angrily carried a bundle of sorghum stalks up the mountain.
On the other hand, Song Tan lived up to people's trust and found Xin Jun as expected.
"Teacher Xin, Dr. Guo specially prepared some medicine for me. Would you like to help me try it? It can nourish the kidneys and strengthen the yang. There's no harm in taking some."
Xin Jun: …
He could hardly maintain the smile on his face.
First of all, he didn't think he needed the medicine.
Secondly, Dr. Guo dared to ask for this kind of thing, and Song Tan, a single girl, actually dared to ask in front of him...
What went wrong
But soon, he whispered, "Thank you. But I'm still a bachelor, so I don't need her for now, so I won't let her down."
That's not necessarily true...
Song Tan looked at him and wondered, what if you were so excited that you gave Qiao Qiao 10 papers overnight
But if she doesn’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it. She has tried her best anyway, so I won’t force her.
But soon, Xin Jun called her again:
"Will your wine be sold at that time?"
He lowered his voice and said, "You name a price and I'll pay you. It's the processing fee for entrusting you."
It’s hard to do business without a license, so this is the only way.
Song Tan waved his hand: "If you want to drink, it's no problem to give you two kilograms."
Apart from anything else, Qiao Qiao is so lucky to meet such a teacher!
Xin Jun smiled bitterly: "I'm not asking this for myself, I'm asking this for my family."
There is no profit in white fungus, watermelon is not delivered by express, black fungus is difficult to sell at a high price... In addition to tea, honey is not even in stock!
Just tell me if it’s outrageous or not
Xin Jun settled here in the beginning, but he was holding the excuse of looking for a source of goods for his mother!
Now, I eat a lot of delicious food, so I may send less and less food home...
If he doesn't find something good, he's really afraid that his own mother will come and kill him one day...
At this moment, Xin Jun was particularly solemn and serious:
"You know, we run a farmhouse, so we need something special. The competition in the restaurant industry is so fierce now, so I thought, if you sell me some wine, I can give each person a free cup if they spend a certain amount of money... That should be fine."
Apart from anything else, Xin Jun really believes in the taste!
Apart from anything else, although his skin used to be white, it was a bit rough. He looks like the young people of today.
But since coming here, the skin on his face has been so smooth and tender - if you say it's just because the air in the countryside is good, or because he has a regular schedule... Xin Jun doesn't believe it.
It’s not like he has no rules.
From this we can see that the things in Song Tan’s house are indeed nourishing.
I just don’t know how ordinary crops can have such a unique flavor
He was thinking subconsciously, but suddenly he remembered that one morning he suddenly woke up from a dream, and when he was lying on the terrace admiring the moon, he saw Song Tan coming down the mountain under the stars...
Xin Jun seemed to have realized something - that's right, no matter whether it is the nutrient solution formula or something else, it is such an amazing and unique method to improve the taste. It is normal to do it in secret at night when no one is around.
She... probably secretly went to get the flavor enhancers and nutrients she had prepared in advance at night
Song Tan didn't know what Xin Jun was thinking. She was just a little surprised.
"Are you so confident about the things at home? But didn't you hear what Qiao Qiao said? There's only 100 kilograms of wine. At most, I can give you 10 or 8 kilograms. It's really not enough. Let's forget it."
Not to mention anything else, the number of customers in his farm restaurant during its heyday might be enough to drink up the ten kilograms of wine. He couldn't use the wine as a bait, right
Xin Jun smiled reservedly: "We have a kind of wine cup in our villa, specially prepared for those who don't want to drink but want to show their support. It looks very big, but in fact, it takes 10 cups to barely make up one ounce, which is just right for drinking this wine."
Good, good guy!
Song Tan took a deep breath, and the way he looked at him was completely different—what is an idea? This is an idea!
This is too calculated.
She quickly got to the point: "What kind of wine cups are they? Send me a few. I'll pay for them."
Apart from anything else, according to this rule, her father and grandfather can only drink this much in one meal. If they don’t agree, then forget it - just give it all away.
Humph, I don’t believe they won’t obey!
Xin Jun naturally agreed.
Just as the two of them finished discussing, they saw Zhang Yanping coming down the mountain excitedly, holding something in his hand:
"Hurry, hurry! Guess what treasure I found?"
When he returned to the courtyard, he spread out his hands like offering a treasure in front of Qiao Qiao's expectant eyes:
"Ah!"
Qiao Qiao exclaimed in surprise: "It's an egg!"
Zhang Yanping was also very excited:
"I was feeding the pigs when I wandered over to the side and saw some eggs on the straw pile next to me. I picked them all up, six in total!"
"Let me see, let me see!"
Wulan also came over excitedly: "I told you! Four-month-old chickens should be able to lay eggs - these are first-laid eggs, more nutritious than other eggs. Let your uncle make steamed egg custard for you at noon!"
—Is there such a saying
Everyone was stunned.
Then Wulan took out one of the six eggs:
"Yan Ping, when you pick up eggs, you have to leave one in the haystack as a guide, so they will know where to lay eggs next time. Where did you pick this one? Put another one back."
The egg in the palm of my hand is bright red, small, cute and deep pink in colour.
When I think about the fact that these little chicks were raised by themselves from the time they were all furry and yellow, they became particularly ugly as their fur fell out.
Now... they can finally lay eggs, and Zhang Yanping feels a special sense of accomplishment.
At this moment, he didn't feel tired at all, and even forgot about Dr. Guo's aphrodisiac, and then he went back to the back mountain with all his heart.
Meanwhile, Wu Lan thought about it and told Song Tan, "When your uncle Zhang comes to eat later, tell him that the duck shed is expected to lay eggs soon, so ask him to keep an eye out for it."
She was still muttering happily:
"This duck doesn't lay eggs regularly. It always likes to lay eggs near the pond. When I found it, many of the eggs were in the water and were about to go bad... I was planning to pickle some salted duck eggs..."
She kept on talking, and now I couldn't help but want to go and see it myself.
Song Tan quickly stopped her: "Mom, it's noon now and Uncle Seventh is going to cook. Don't go out in the sun by the pond. You'll get sunburned later."
"Come on, there's no sun in this porch, and the fan is quite comfortable. Let's just clean up this pile of sorghum to save them the trouble of working so long."
That's true.
Beating the sorghum repeatedly is strenuous and tiring, and most people cannot last more than a dozen or twenty times.
Now, the sorghum in front of us has been threshed, but there is still a lot of sorghum left on it.
Wulan just couldn't sit still. Now that she had work to do, she sat down calmly, put on her gloves and began to pull the sorghum down.