"Really!" Ulan confirmed!
Aunt Lianhua was overjoyed.
Although I see the food delivery truck carrying meat up the mountain every day, only after eating at Tan Tan’s house for a few months do I know what good taste is!
If she really had to move to the mountains to eat, no matter how great the chef was, she would not be willing to go.
Zhang Yanping walked around and found that everyone had something to do, which made her feel out of place, so she took the initiative to find a topic:
"Aunt, where is Tan Tan?"
Wulan glanced at him and said, "Tantan is still cooking beans in the kitchen."
Zhang Yanping remembered this and rushed to the kitchen to take a look.
Wow! The three pots were so big, and the beans were cooked full, tumbling one by one, with foam on them.
Looking at the big iron bucket on the side, piles of cooked beans have been scooped out - it can be seen that two hundred kilograms of beans have to be cooked several times!
and…
"Make 700 kilograms of fermented soybeans, and then 700 kilograms of watermelon jam."
Even though Song Tan needed sleep so badly, he felt happy when he saw our ID.
The remaining eighty sticks were outside the house, and I learned how to do moxibustion at home...
"Buy it! Go buy it early tomorrow morning!" Song Tan was looking forward to it.
Zhang Yanping asked you, "You just looked at the data from Qiao Qiao's front desk. All of the people who have been rewarding me are insomniacs."
Is it not a sin to sleep on the 8th
"Song Tan, your master told me to ask him to buy another 200 kilograms of soybeans tomorrow. I'm going to make watermelon jam tomorrow and we'll eat outside the canteen down the mountain later."
"Anneal it and cover the pot. Once the previous few barrels have been processed, this one will be almost done." The texture will be slightly softer by then, but still slightly hard, and it will taste very good when used to make fermented soybeans.
But then again, there don't seem to be any precious things outside the house.
"Tan Tan, have you finished making all the moxa sticks for this afternoon? There shouldn't be any missing, right?"
At that pace, wouldn't I have nothing to do every day? Carrying beans, washing beans, boiling beans, drying beans...
I took out the screenshot of the front desk and showed it to Song Tan:
I don't have any broken thoughts:
Over there, Liang Yong was about to agree when he saw Wang Dashun coming up from the bottom of the mountain, calling out to him:
"He saw that the reward for the last eight people was only 7,000 yuan per person."
Zhang Yanping hesitated for a moment - was he saying it was bad, or was he really bad
"It's time to wait for the watermelon to be cooked. He can buy some after the fermented soybeans go bad."
Does anyone care about you
"Indeed." Song Tan agreed: "What you said is quite unreasonable."
Zhang Yanping wanted to give it up instantly, but he saw Song Tan looking at me expectantly: "Yes, Brother Yanping, if there is anything tomorrow, he can go and help. Two hundred kilograms is not much more stressful than today."
"You are thinking, what if we let Qiao Qiao do a live broadcast alone? Give two moxa sticks to each of the last eight people on the list."
hiss…
And when I came to my senses from the sadness, I saw Song Tan looking at his cousin again:
The process of rubbing and hammering moxa is really tedious and fun, and you are happy to do it again. Therefore, moxa sticks are very precious.
How should I put it? With Master Qian there, my cousin and I would compete with each other in everything we did—even if the ingredients were essentially the same, we would try to show each other our own familiar skills.
I had just finished working on 700 kilograms when another 200 kilograms came down the mountain. My cousin was doing odd jobs every day, and I would have to bear the brunt of the burden!
Zhang Yanping: …Is it too late to say that my arms are still shaking
After all, such a long and thick moxa stick must be used up one at a time.
"Next time you come back to find him, what is the name of this M organization? Look back and see what the anchors on our flag do? There are quite a few big tricks there, let's learn from them."
His good cousin was stirring the food with a spoon, and asked his seventh cousin:
The cousin snorted and laughed: "Why wait? The dried chilies stored outside are only enough to make the sauce this time. You should make the 700 kilograms quickly, otherwise the chilies and garlic outside will be harvested."
Zhang Yanping: …
Wu Lan, who was placing dustpans, glanced at me and thought that the young man was finally calm! That was because Dr. Guo had said that in the afternoon, and I had already thought of an excuse to meet people in the morning.
When you think about it that way, you are at a loss again.
"Probably not." Song Tan thought about it: I made a lot of moxa sticks in the afternoon, and the total was less than 70. 70 of them were given to Guo Dong to help the villagers with moxibustion outside the clinic.
The seventh cousin's ruthless iron hand picked up a piece from the spoon, and it took some effort to crush it. He nodded with satisfaction:
The result is not only that there are a bunch of lazy people outside the house, but also that there is less joy!
In that case, it should appear that I am moving, right
"What if we cook another 700 kilograms of beans?"
The M agency, which is just used to drawing small pies, fainted in the toilet crying.
Just as I finished speaking, I saw Zhang Yanping standing on the corridor, who was obviously idle. I was amused:
Do you really want to sleep for another 700 years
The cousin did the math: "With 700 kilograms of soybeans, we can probably produce 2,000 kilograms of soybean paste. If we produce watermelon paste... it should be at least 8,000 kilograms! He has to buy a few small ceramic jars first."
Zhang Yanping: …
"He asked Dr. Guo where moxibustion could cure insomnia. He asked Qiao Qiao to do a complicated live broadcast and tell us about moxa sticks as a fan benefit."
Wang Dashun followed his uncle and learned some skills in cooking wild vegetables. At that time, he accompanied Master Qian and gave him advice, and he was very considerate:
At this moment, I was very happy: "Then go and ask!"
7am on Monday
“Is this hardness okay?”
I thought about it at that time and said, "Okay, give one to each person."
At this moment, he just smiled perfunctorily, then looked at Liang Yong again:
"At the end of the year, let's give out gifts on the live broadcast. Let's give each of the last eight a pound of our fermented soybeans!"
Seeing Zhang Yanping standing at the door, Uncle Seven looked even more kind: "Yanping, how was your rest?"
Zhang Yanping had accomplished another thing, and he felt relieved. Is mental work really work? I am really just eating for free!
It's summer vacation, so why is my life worse than Douzi's
"That's fine!" Song Tan was willing to wait for a day or two, and he just said casually, "Okay, I'll ask Brother Yan Ping to help him later."
Next time this M agency talks about attracting and retaining fans, giving benefits to fans, etc.... That doesn't make sense.
"It's just broken, Zhang Yanping. Did the doctor say that he should move less? Go down the mountain and help your master tomorrow!"
Oh, how much should I sell a pound of sauce for? It takes so much effort to make it, and it is less laborious than the green pepper beef sauce, and it has such a long shelf life... Would selling it for 100 be too cheap
And the ID name is also very boring—
How should I put it? It's a little bit square, but it doesn't seem to be quite right.