Until then, everyone wiped their sweat and said, "It's so hot, it should take two days to get some sun, right?"
Song Tan was also looking forward to it: "When we eat sweet potato jerky, it should be very sweet, right? How many can we dry? Can we sell them?"
Uncle Seventh Cousin was not in a hurry: "Why are you in a hurry? After drying, we have to steam and dry again. We'll talk about it when the time comes."
It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, as long as the next meal is not pumpkin.
It was already past nine o'clock. It was hot and there was nothing much to do, so everyone went back to the living room and lay down tacitly.
Yan Ran was still praising: "Auntie, did you choose the sofa at home? The color is so bright."
“Really?” Wulan didn’t really like the idea of having no flowers in full bloom or cross-stitch hanging in the house, and even the main color was white... How plain!
Rainbow striped old coarse cloth sheets are used as sofa covers. Look, this is beautiful! It is also stain-resistant and easy to wash. It is not as practical as the cream-colored sofa below, Morandi!
Song Tan didn't say anything, just thinking that the sofa cover couldn't be removed and the seller didn't give away three colors of replacements - her mother was right, this old coarse cloth could be pulled out and put into the washing machine, which was really convenient.
Anyway, the colors in the house are relatively light, so although a rainbow-colored sofa may be a little bit abrupt, it is not ugly.
Instead, Qiao Qiao picked up the phone and said, "Sister, the live broadcast sent me a message."
Zhang Yanping was not around, so Song Tan had to take over the live broadcast. He took the phone and looked at it.
“Hello, your live broadcast time this month…”
In short, today is July 31st, and there are still 2 hours left for the live broadcast.
Qiao Qiao was annoyed: "I forgot to sow the seeds while peeling a pumpkin just now."
Song Tan comforted him: "It's okay, go to the mountain and set up your phone, and play the excavator. I think everyone likes to watch it."
Qiao Qiao shook her head: "No, no, it's too hot on the mountain, the phone is too hot."
That's right, the excavator is very efficient. We just started working yesterday, and when we went up the mountain again this morning, we found that a large area had been leveled. There is no shade nearby, and the sun is shining directly on our phones.
Wu Lan then remembered: "Aren't there still a lot of rotten pumpkins? It's been hot lately, and the pigs are eating less. Qiao Qiao, why don't you cut some and feed them to the pigs? I see your fans are not picky."
Zhenzhen is easier to raise than a piglet, she watches whatever is broadcast... Oh! Why doesn't she have so many fans
What's said... Song Tan didn't know whether to feed the pumpkin to the pigs or to the vermicelli.
"(⊙o⊙)Wow!" Qiao Qiao was pleasantly surprised: "Yes, yes, yes! They love to watch the big pigs eating!"
After saying that, he picked up the basket and went into the house to fill the pumpkins.
Across the room, I could hear my seventh cousin complaining, "Do you need these hundred pounds to feed the pigs? I'm planning to make pumpkin buns and pumpkin pie tomorrow and freeze them..."
Qiao Qiao is no longer the Qiao Qiao who always says whatever she wants. At this moment, she happily picks the rotten pumpkins and puts them in the basket while answering her seventh cousin:
"It doesn't matter. There are still plenty on the mountain. Uncle Seven, are you going to do it tomorrow? Then I'll pick them tomorrow morning! Do you want the tender ones or the old ones?"
Seventh cousin: …
Never mind, there's no rush for pumpkin pie or anything like that. The freezer is full, and no one wants to eat them these days.
"It's better to stay on Fujiko." He said unhappily.
Qiao Qiao was very realistic. Thinking about the big pigs that now weighed hundreds of pounds, and how they would sleep in the woods every day because it was so hot today, she picked up a full basket of pumpkins and a kitchen knife that her family used to use (now discarded by her seventh cousin), and happily went up the mountain under the scorching sun.
"This silly child..."
Wulan was helpless. It was so hot, couldn't she feed the pigs in the evening? Then she turned around and thought of something else: "Tantan, can you talk to Xiao Zhang and ask if he can bring two bags of radish seeds with him these two days? It's time to plant autumn radishes."
"It's so hot today?" Song Tan hesitated.
Wulan was also confused: "Yeah, it's too hot this year... Let's plant it. It's the season now, it's already the hottest time of the year, and it might be even hotter next month."
"Okay!" Song Tan took out his cell phone: "I'll send him a message."
Professor Song was listening and suddenly had an idea:
"Don't worry! I have carrot seeds!"
Of course, there isn't one now, but he knows where one is!
So here comes the question: "Do you want a white radish or a red radish? A spicy radish or a sweet radish? Do you want a big one or a small one?"
But the seventh cousin didn't care about the pumpkin and rushed in: "I want them all! Song Tan, plant more! I wonder how delicious pickled radish is!"
"There's also the arrowroot white, which is almost ready to be planted. Plant more! It's essential for pickling sauerkraut!"
Song Tan: … That makes sense! Everything tastes good when stewed with pickled cabbage!
She slowly turned her head and looked at Professor Song.
Professor Song: …
After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked, "Then cabbage, spinach, autumn cowpea, black and white cabbage, tomatoes, yellow cabbage, leeks, autumn eggplant..."
"I want them all! I want everything, no matter what the variety!"
Song Tan was very happy, and Wu Lan was smiling so hard that her teeth were showing.
Wait a minute!
Wulan suddenly remembered: "So where are you going to plant it?"
“On the mountain!”
Song Tan said confidently: There are hundreds of acres of mountains here! The excavators are turning the soil here, and the crops are being sown here, and the seedlings are being grown here!
"But didn't you guys discuss planting fruit trees this fall? You said you wanted to give them a year to grow their roots so they could produce a good yield next year."
"That's right." This time it was Professor Song who reacted: "But it doesn't matter. The planting period for autumn harvest vegetables is short. It's the end of July now, and doesn't the temperature here drop until mid-November every year? There's enough time to harvest vegetables."
"It's a good time to plant trees when the temperature drops. Although plant growth will be slower, the mortality rate won't be that high. It's actually a good time!"
and…
Professor Song didn’t say one more thing.
Since Song Tan didn't mind the initial cost, he actually inquired about some finished trees. They couldn't be transported in hot weather, so it would be perfect when the temperature dropped.
However, firstly, the time has not come yet, and secondly, these have not been completely discussed. Let's talk about them after they are discussed.
…
On the mountain, Qiao Qiao happily carried a basket and a stand to the pig pen and opened the live broadcast room.
As usual, fans are not given any defense.
"Children, since there are still two hours left in today's live broadcast, let's feed the pigs today. This has been taught before, so you don't need to learn it anymore. You can review it."
However, when he looked down at the pumpkin in the basket, he hesitated again: "Wouldn't it be a bit boring to eat only this? My king, let's go pick a basket of sweet potato vines. It should taste better with some green vegetables."
King: "Woof!"
So, before the people who had just entered the live broadcast room had time to say hello, they watched the anchor pour out the pumpkins in the basket, then carried the stand and started up the mountain again:
"There are some sweet potatoes planted in the back hill. Let's go and pluck the sweet potato vines!"
Barrage: …
Thank God, the anchor remembered to take his phone! He didn't leave me in the pigpen