Song Tan stood up quickly:
"Okay, let's see whose land it is. I'll tell someone."
Coincidentally, this piece of wasteland belongs to Aunt Lianhua.
"Are you talking about the piece of land at the foot of the mountain?" Aunt Lianhua thought for a moment - that field hadn't been cultivated for many years.
Her husband is not around, her children are not around, and she has a paralyzed mother-in-law. How can she have time to take care of the land? It would be good enough if she could grow some vegetables.
At this moment, he waved his hand and said, "You can do whatever you want!"
I feel a little embarrassed after saying this:
"I wanted to ask, Tantan, when you lease the land this year, do you want to lease that piece of land..."
Although her land was at the foot of the mountain, there was another area separating it from the land leased by Song Tan, so she didn't feel comfortable asking.
Song Tan laughed out loud: "Don't worry, if there is a chance next year, I will definitely cover it!"
As she spoke, she quickly picked up the basket and said, "Master Wang, let's go pick basil now."
In the corner, Zhang Yanping, who was trying hard to reduce his presence, breathed a sigh of relief silently.
…
The strong sun at around nine o'clock is really hot.
Wang Xiaoshun was sweating profusely while wearing a straw hat. He glanced at Song Tan carefully:
"Well... Shiso can't escape either, how about picking it up in the evening?"
However, when Song Tan went to the field, he found that there were indeed a lot of them - the field was not big, only about two or three square meters. But the perilla was scattered here and there, and it actually occupied most of the field.
If we make this sauce once, it will be enough for the workers to eat for a year!
Song Tan was ecstatic.
If we don't hurry up, Master Qian and Wang Xiaoshun will leave and we will be short of two laborers. That won't do!
She then smiled very considerately and kindly: "It's okay, Master Wang, we won't pick too much today, just pick two baskets first and boil a pot when we get home."
It is not difficult to pick perilla leaves. You just need to pick the tender leaves above the stems. It is really quick to pick them.
Wang Xiaoshun thought about it and realized that two baskets were indeed not a lot. Who could blame Boss Song for being so generous
At this moment, he picked up the basket and said, "Okay, let's pick two baskets first."
The two of them stood in the grass, pulling the leaves of the perilla with their fingers, their movements quick and even.
Soon, Wang Xiaoshun saw that Song Tan’s basket was full.
Look at yourself again—only one-third of the basket is full. Is there something wrong
But it was really hot, and since there was only half of the basket left, the two of them would be able to pick them faster!
He instantly sped up again.
However, after a while, I was still the only one picking fruits in my basket... That's not right!
He raised his head again, and found that Song Tan's basket was now half full.
She quickly picked a handful of perilla leaves, pressed her palm directly into the basket, and then put the leaves in.
Wang Xiaoshun: …
By ten o'clock, the two baskets were filled to the brim, so heavy that it was difficult to lift them.
Wang Xiaoshun was still a little silent.
Because he only picked a small basket, and the rest was pressed and filled up again, all done by Song Tan.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes:
"You guys work in the fields every day, so your movements are quick and agile... I'm far behind you."
Song Tan just smiled and said nothing.
She turned her head and looked at the bald stalk of perilla that had just been picked, and asked casually:
"Brother Xiaoshun, will these basil grow again?"
“It will definitely grow.”
Wang Xiaoshun blurted out, and taught Song Tan:
"My master once told me when he was teaching me this that time flies by quickly. The word 'ren' refers to perilla. This combination of words means that perilla grows very quickly!"
He said casually, "But it's only these two days in August. By September, it should be flowering and producing seeds. Once it heads, its leaves can only be used for medicinal purposes and can no longer be eaten."
What? It can be used as medicine
Song Tan turned his head and his eyes suddenly became fiery.
This purple and green plant deserves the surname Song!
And it’s already the end of August!
Song Tan pondered over it in his heart, and went home to discuss with Wu Lan: "Mom, can you ask Aunt Zhang if they are still free?"
"If you have time, go to Aunt Lotus's field this afternoon and pick all the basil. The two chefs can make the sauce together."
I originally thought of doing it slowly and steadily, but since time is so tight, I might as well just do it now!
After picking them tonight, she will feed them some spiritual energy at night. If she is a little more diligent, maybe she can get another delicious crop in early September, which she can keep for making basil sauce at home!
If all else fails, I can sell it to Doctor Guo as medicine, that’s not a loss!
Song Tan took out his small notebook and solemnly wrote down the plants he wanted to plant next year.
…
Wang Xiaoshun didn't know what their activeness and initiative had brought them.
He got off the tricycle and excitedly came to the kitchen carrying two baskets: "Master, look at these basil leaves, they are so tender! They will be delicious when used to make rice rolls at noon."
"Then forget it."
Master Qian is very familiar with the differences in tastes among people. Some people cannot get used to the food, and he really cannot get used to it at all, and it has nothing to do with whether it tastes good or not.
For example, the coriander from Song Tan’s house, people who like it will scramble for it, but people who don’t like it won’t buy a single one.
At this moment, he looked at the two baskets of leaves that Wang Xiaoshun was carrying with difficulty, and he didn't take it seriously: "Look at you, why can't you lift them? Hurry up, find two large basins and soak them in salt water first, so that there won't be any bugs or anything like that on them."
Wang Xiaoshun worked hard and never complained.
However, when he pressed handfuls of basil leaves from the basket into the water, Master Qian couldn't sit still any longer.
"You silly boy! How come the basket is so solid? How many do you have to make at once?!"
Wang Xiaoshun was also innocent: "I went to pick the fruits with Boss Xiao Song, but she moved too fast for me to keep up. I couldn't just say I wouldn't pick them anymore..."
So, two baskets of basil leaves were used to soak four large basins. After the bags of salt were sprinkled into the water, Master Qian wiped his sweat and said thankfully:
"Fortunately it's in an air-conditioned room."
…
At this moment, Song Tan was also asking, "Seventh cousin, can you make basil sauce? If you can, I will add some fertilizer to Aunt Lianhua's field in the next two days so that the basil can grow well and we can make a more delicious crop."
"You're that fat?" Uncle Seven glanced at her and tapped his rice spoon calmly: "I definitely will."
There are many ways to make sauce in the world, but the basics remain the same. Even though he hasn't tried it, is there any way he can't learn how to make it
Let’s go find Lao Qian right away.
When Wu Lan heard this, she thought: Tan Tan is really tight-lipped. It’s been over half a year and I still don’t know what formula she’s using!
But it’s better this way, no one can take it away.
She turned around and discussed with Aunt Lianhua who was washing vegetables: "Lianhua, Tantan wants to fertilize your land. Why don't you hire someone to weed it in the fall and plant some vegetables at the same time?"
"You can sell it and eat it yourself, that's fine."
However, Aunt Lianhua smiled and shook her head: "Forget it."
"Sister, I eat here with my mother-in-law every day. It's been a long time since we cooked at home."
"Besides, we get paid well, and we don't have time to clean up."
What she didn't say was, if she had tidied up the fields beautifully and her children and husband came back during the New Year, could she insist on not paying them and could she stop them from picking vegetables from her fields
I would rather leave it barren than let them get away with it.