Song Tan Jishi

This time there was no melon rind, and everyone ate more heartily. It was a big pot full, and it was eaten up in a short while.

Seventh Cousin originally wanted to persuade them to take it easy, but before he could say anything, he saw that the basin was empty, so he could only turn in another direction——

"You guys can really eat."

Those who could eat were not satisfied at all, hiccupping and holding their stomachs, waiting for the cold watermelon rind at noon.

Seeing this, Seventh Cousin could only sigh helplessly:

"Why don't you prepare lunch at noon? Let's cook porridge. I see that you don't have much stomach to eat. This porridge is cooking now. It's just cold after taking a nap. It's also good with cold watermelon rind."

On a hot day, it is not easy to have an appetite, and it is not easy for them to squat in front of the stove to cook.

good idea!

As soon as this proposal came out, everyone agreed.

It's too hot at noon now, and everyone doesn't work. It's normal to sleep until 3:00 in the afternoon.

However, porridge can be eaten after lunch break, and cold watermelon rind must be tried now.

The Seventh Cousin was speechless when he heard the words.

At this moment, I simply put the melon skin in the basin, and then handed out two scrapers: "Since you want to eat it, scrape off the green skin on the outside."

With something to eat, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun, two strong young men, were extremely active.

But here, Seventh Cousin took Qiao Qiao with a kitchen knife in one hand, and pressed the skin of the melon with the other, letting it stick to the green skin, and cut it slowly and steadily.

Soon, a complete emerald green melon rind was separated. It's so thin that it's too bad for pigs to eat.

But... this technique is well practiced.

The Seventh Cousin sighed in admiration, and then ordered: "You and them slowly clean the skin of the melon."

"I'll prepare some ingredients first."

Cold melon rind is the simplest dish. He took out two red peppers from the vegetable basket, slapped a few cloves of garlic, chopped ginger and green onion, and everything was ready.

The melon rinds are almost cleaned up.

Seventh Cousin simply piled up the thin melon rinds, and then kept the kitchen knife——

Duo duo duo duo!

Soon, the red and white melon rind with a greenish tint was cut into thin and even strips, and then he sprinkled a handful of salt and marinated it in a basin.

And at this time, on the other stove, the rice in the pot had just turned into rice flakes.

It's not easy to stand in front of the stove on a hot day. There are beads of sweat on Qiaoqiao's fair face. Now he stirs the pot with a big spoon, and then looks down at the fire:

"Cousin, don't take care of the fire in the stove."

When the fire is extinguished, the porridge will be ready. Then cover the pot to prevent ash from falling, and eat it after everyone sleeps, just right.

After the melon rind was marinated for less than half an hour, the water inside was squeezed out.

This time there was no need for Seventh Cousin's order, Qiao Qiao, who was already good at several cold dishes, took it out and wrung it dry.

The seventh cousin took advantage of the situation and taught him to pour in salt, cooking wine, light soy sauce and chili.

It’s just as simple as stirring with chopsticks——

"Snapped!"

The basin was placed on the table: "Taste it."

The bright red peppers, the pink watermelon flesh, and the slightly blue white melon skin—this is really the most beautiful color in summer.

At this moment, it is so simple to mix and mix, and it immediately looks very delicious.

Everyone eagerly stretched out their chopsticks——

"Well!"

It's hard to say what it tastes like.

The moment it enters the mouth, the salty aroma of salt and sauce spreads in the mouth first, and then the pink melon flesh is bitten, and the sweet juice is mixed in the mouth.

Sweet and salty are intertwined, but it doesn't make people feel weird at all, but has distinct layers.

When the sweet aftertaste has not dissipated, the freshness and crispness of the white melon skin burst between the lips and teeth again. The more you chew, the more refreshing it becomes, and after you swallow it in one bite, the spiciness wrapped in red pepper slowly burns from your mouth...

Although it is such a simple dish, everyone feels extremely enjoyable and refreshing after eating it.

What else is there to say?

What porridge should it serve with? This kind of cold dish should be eaten empty-handed!

Not long after, everyone stared at the empty basin, and looked innocently at Seventh Cousin.

"That is to say... Cousin, when we wake up from the afternoon nap and eat porridge, what should we serve?"

The Seventh Cousin laughed angrily: "It's only worthy of you eating one by one!"

However, apart from laughing and cursing, he felt two points of complacency in his heart: Look! This family can't do without myself.

So he turned his head and ordered reservedly:

"I'll go to the vegetable garden to pick a few more cucumbers and put them in the refrigerator. Let's eat cold cucumbers when I wake up from a nap."

Thinking about the refreshing taste of cucumbers in the vegetable garden, it is not enough to eat 10 cucumbers a day, and everyone instantly salivates!

Hi! There are so many delicious things, why is my stomach still this one!

If it weren't for the fact that my stomach was so bloated that I couldn't help it, I might have to eat again now.

But when everyone was drooling collectively, Song Tan's face was serious and deep.

Zhang Yanping couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

She let out a long sigh: "Let me taste the taste of this cold melon rind earlier, this watermelon shouldn't be only 20 yuan a catty."

Everyone: ...be yourself!

A melon can cost a hundred or ten yuan for three or five catties!

...

After waking up in the afternoon, eating a warm porridge and chilled cold cucumber, everyone was really full of energy and ready to fight.

After finally waiting until the sun was not so strong, Song Tan looked at the time: "Let's go up the mountain to pick watermelons!"

"By the way, Qiao Qiao doesn't need to go yet, you go to the back mountain to bring a few more bundles of straw, and spread the back bucket of our car."

"Okay!" Qiao Qiao nodded solemnly, for the sake of Ultraman, he accepted this task!

Fortunately, it's only the end of May, and it's not that hot yet. Otherwise, even at four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature can still soar to thirty-seven or eighty-so what kind of melons are there to pick? Lie flat and pull down directly.

While picking melons, Zhang Yanping did not forget to take out his mobile phone to count:

"There are almost 150 orders placed in the mini program. I calculate it by five catties, and refund the excess. Our melons are expensive, so we don't need to pick too many...I reckon picking 200 today should be enough."

"OK."

The melons are well-ripe, and Song Tan doesn't plan to pile them up and press them firmly, otherwise the bottom ones will probably explode, so count between 230 and 250 and it will be enough.

After all, in addition to giving away, there are also 20 melons from Zhu Jun!

Everyone worked together, 200 melons are still very fast, and Zhang Wang’s family is responsible for driving a small three-wheeler to show off its power——

Who made it impossible for the pickup truck to go up the back mountain!

When he brought the car over to pick up the melons, Song Tan deliberately picked a few big ones and put them in the back seat first.

After thinking about it, it's not unreasonable to send only one to the uncle's house. She Tan Tan is not such an ignorant person!

So I picked three very small ones and put them aside alone.

In this way, the relatives will be leveled with a bowl of water!

However, whether to eat melons or not, when building a house for grandpa, the uncle must behave well.

Otherwise...she would be angry.

Finished! Good night! Well it's late, good morning!