After Wu Lan said this, Zhang Yanping instantly perked up: "Auntie, I'll wash the vegetables for you."
Song Tan glanced at Zhang Yanping with a half-smile:
"Mom, my aunt said that if my cousin doesn't work, he won't be allowed to eat."
"Nonsense." Wu Lan glared at her and said, "Yan Ping finally came here, how could this happen?"
Song Tan turned his head and saw Zhang Yanping raising his eyebrows and smiling smugly.
She was not angry, but changed her words:
"Well, Mom, you're tired too. I'll just use some chopped astragalus and chili peppers to stir-fry some minced meat for dinner."
"Let's stew the braised meat we collected earlier for Brother Yanping to eat. Otherwise, it would be inappropriate if we didn't cook a meat dish when he comes to visit us."
“But…” Wulan was a little hesitant—no one would like to eat the stew without adding some produce from their fields!
Because of those astragalus, the whole family is now almost becoming Buddhists.
But after a day's work, she was indeed tired and finally gave up the reins of the kitchen.
Zhang Yanping looked left and right, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find any evidence. He was very nervous at the moment.
As expected, Song Tan went into the kitchen to cook.
Her cooking skills are quite average, she can only cook well.
At this moment, under the guidance of Ulan, he solemnly stewed the braised pork with radish, then began to wash and chop the alfalfa, smashed a few cloves of garlic, cut a few pieces of chili peppers, and then heated the pan and boiled the lard.
After the whole kitchen is filled with fragrance, add the chili pepper and minced garlic and stir-fry for a while, followed by the minced meat, and finally the astragalus.
Just add some salt and the fragrance will come to you.
Zhang Yanping slipped to the kitchen door and smelled the meaty aroma of the braised pork in the pot, as well as the rich fragrance of astragalus. He suddenly realized:
OK!
Why did my aunt specially send a few bunches of Chinese astragalus to my home? It turns out that this vegetable is really amazing!
He has such a sharp nose that he can tell which one tastes better just by smelling it.
So he served the rice attentively, and then said to Wulan with a touching look on his face: "Aunt, uncle, you have worked really hard today. Come, eat more meat!"
However, he was fast, but Song Tan was even faster. He now held the plate and ate directly into the bowls of the family of four. Ninety-nine percent of the sweet vetch had been divided up.
There was only a small spoonful of food left on the plate, which was given to Zhang Yan at last.
She smiled kindly at her cousin: "Brother Yanping, it's rare for you to come here, how can I have the nerve to ask you to eat wild vegetables? This is the braised meat in a pot that my mother cooked by herself. I stewed it today. Try it. Isn't it very delicious?"
The white rice with a small ball of green vegetables on top looks particularly cold.
Zhang Yanping looked up at her, and the eyes of the brother and sister had already exchanged glances invisibly.
But the matter was done, and the meat smelled good, so Zhang Yanping could only snort and laugh in his heart:
Little girl, I may be a picky eater, but I'm not greedy enough to go to hell for a serving of vegetables!
He took a mouthful of rice and stuffed it directly into his mouth with the astragalus.
After a moment.
Zhang Yanping looked at the people at the table eating with gusto, then looked at the large piece of meat in his own bowl, and at this moment he shed sad tears:
Damn, why are green vegetables so delicious?!
…
Zhang Yanping finally finished the meal as he couldn't eat anymore.
He was upset and took the initiative to clean up the dishes quickly. He originally wanted to show off in front of his aunt, hoping that she would do well and take charge of the kitchen tomorrow.
However, Song Tan sent the video he had just taken to his aunt, and said worriedly: "Aunt, Brother Yanping is so picky about food."
Illustration: The family of four all ate vegetables, but his bowl was the only one that contained radishes and meat. However, his expression was still very dissatisfied.
My aunt was really furious.
How could she not know what her son was eating
Although she is picky, basically everything she eats tastes delicious. Her sister's cooking skills are much better than mine, but this child behaves strangely when he goes to his aunt's house!
He was clearly complaining that they had sent him to the countryside!
The couple huddled together and whispered for a while, thinking that Zhang Yanping's behavior was because going to the countryside was a useful punishment for him!
So I got more excited and called Wulan directly:
"Lan, I asked Yan Ping to go to the countryside to train him. You must not be reluctant to use him! Let him do everything from digging tea mountains to turning over fields. He's a young man, how can he get tired?"
The two sisters greeted each other. Zhang Yanping looked at his aunt's thoughtful face and felt that his future life would not be good.
But he really can't do any work. His hands are the hands of the Supreme Star. There is no way he can hold a hoe!
So he went up to Song Tan and said:
"Tan Tan, what do you think of the golden cherries I mentioned today?"
Song Tan had already done a detailed investigation on the various conditions and growth environment of the golden cherry, as well as its thorns, and was currently doing some accounting. He nodded when he heard this.
"That's fine, Brother Yanping. It's because of what you said about golden cherry that I gave you a bunch of vegetables tonight."
Zhang Yanping: …
Good man, it would be better not to give it!
It was gone after just one bite, and the rest of the food was simply impossible to swallow, it had no taste!
He sat a little closer and was about to speak when he accidentally saw Song Tan transferring money to a person with the note "Courier Brother Hua".
The transfer amount was not much, only more than 60 yuan.
But if you look at the account book again, there are two express delivery fees totaling fifteen hundred yuan!
He was shocked: "What did you buy? The express fee is so expensive, why don't you use logistics?"
Song Tan also sighed: "It's the Chinese astragalus you eat. Many people in Ningcheng want it, and it can't be preserved for a long time, so they just use ice to transport it.
When she first started sending express delivery, she transferred 500 yuan to the delivery man.
But because the mail was overweight several times, the money has been almost used up.
This time I transferred another thousand yuan in advance for the express delivery, but I didn’t expect it was still not enough and I had to pay more than sixty yuan more.
In fact, there were just over fifty orders, and the courier guy promptly gave me a 30% discount and also gave me the lowest price for the packaging fee. Logically, he shouldn't have had that much money.
However, the first weight of fresh food is 24, and ice packs are charged extra. Many people in those orders bought 10 kilograms, 8 kilograms, and 5 kilograms, which were all overweight.
Doesn't this mean we have to pay more money
Fortunately, Song Tan made it clear in advance, and the postage was included in the money transferred by everyone.
What she was calculating now was to return the excess money based on each person's postage.
Zhang Yanping was shocked—with just these vegetables, and shipped over on ice, were they the vegetables that needed to be eaten, or the delivery fee
But then I thought: good things are like this, no matter how expensive the shipping fee is, people are willing to pay for it. It's just like buying fruit at home.
He remembered the main point of his visit, and now he threw away Ziyunying and the courier fee, and asked with a smile:
"Well... since you think the golden rosa ovata is suitable, have you found a nursery that grows it?"