Song Tan Jishi

When Zhang Yanping talked about making money, it was really a storm, and at this moment he was even thinking about the future.

For example, for this output, he thinks that the level should be grasped——

"Tan Tan, I feel that Jinyingzi has a lot to offer. Why don't you grow more? There are too few of these now."

"I planted it." Song Tan nodded and said, "Its protective effect is really strong, and if there is no accident, it will grow a lot along the edge!"

Not to mention the fairy air and protective power, only 300 yuan a catty of dried fruit can grow in any corner, of course it has to be planted!

But buying seedlings is not cost-effective, and she has to plan carefully for the 1.4 million——

"When it's autumn, I cut the cuttings directly from this old branch."

This thing grows fast, as long as it passes through the winter and undergoes vernalization, when the temperature rises in spring, will it sprout branches and shoot bamboo shoots?

As for the others... Let's talk about it after someone comes to make plans.

…

So the scribbled family meeting ended.

And Seven Cousin looked at the sky: "Tan Tan, the ducks have laid a lot of eggs, how about I make salted duck eggs? Use the duck eggs to serve with porridge, or use the egg yolks to press some mashed garlic. It's delicious!"

"Okay!" Song Tan said indifferently: "Aren't you the master of everything in the kitchen?"

"Yes." The Seventh Cousin was not polite: "I am the master. But first go to the mountain and dig a bucket of yellow mud for me."

Song Tan: ...All right. She's a coolie now.

Then he looked at the metal vat in his hand: "Is it full?"

"Yes." Cousin Seven pointed to a basket of duck eggs in the corner of the kitchen:

"Ducks lay eggs earlier than chickens, so there are so many, of course there is more yellow mud. And it's hot, you can't let it go, it won't be fresh if you don't cook it, and there will be no sand or oil."

"Besides, you have a lot of strength, and it doesn't take much trouble to carry a bucket."

Song Tan: ...

She took the bucket, took the hoe and shovel and went up the mountain.

And Qiao Qiao thought for a while: "Do I need to learn new knowledge again? Do I want to teach the children?"

"You teach me." Song Tan said indifferently: "Let's broadcast it now, follow me up the mountain, and start from digging mud."

then--

[Pastoral Notes Live Room] It started again without notice!

[Hey, this anchor didn't make a preview in advance? 】

[At first glance, it is from Xiao Jiang. It is rare for our anchor Qiao Qiao to make a preview]

[Estimated to be temporary teaching again]

【Great! Learn another technology, and my resume will be richer in the autumn recruitment】

[Useless knowledge has increased again]

[You people, do you have to learn something by watching the live broadcast? Can't you sleep well like me? 】

[Go make the bed now. 】

[The anchor sister is holding a bucket and a hoe, what are you going to dig? Digging for sweet potatoes? 】

【How can it be? Sweet potatoes are not yet ripe]

[Don't ask the anchor, our Qiao Qiao anchor never watches barrage]

[Is this anchor so capricious? 】

Zhang Yanping turned on his mobile phone habitually, and when he entered the live broadcast room, he found that the number of viewers had soared to 10,000!

Good guy, he gasped!

"We should really send a pennant to anchor Xiao Jiang, the drainage effect is really good."

The host Xiao Jiang also sent a private message asking if he could buy more peaches, but unfortunately... there is really nothing to sell.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yanping couldn't help thinking: A big anchor with so many fans must be very rich, right? I don't know if I have a girlfriend?

If we talk about it, that medicine...is it necessary?

…

And here, Song Tan has taken Qiao Qiao to the barren mountain.

Qiaoqiao is holding the bracket and teaching in detail:

"Children, what I'm teaching you today is salted duck eggs, so we have to go up the mountain to dig some mud first. It must be very fine yellow mud. Sand is not acceptable, it is not sticky enough to cover duck eggs."

[Dig mud to pickle duck eggs? Isn't it salted? 】

[What the hell is mud? 】

[What a fuss, my hometown is to use yellow mud to pickle duck eggs]

[Yellow mud duck eggs are so fragrant! 】

[Anchor, do you sell duck eggs? 】

[I don't like salted duck eggs, the egg whites are too salty]

[I love egg yolks so much! A duck egg with a bowl of white rice porridge, super fragrant. 】

[Speaking of which, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be two months away, salted egg yolk mooncakes yyds! 】

[Nonsense, fresh meat mooncakes are the best]

【The bean paste of bean paste】

[Is it just me who likes old-fashioned five-nut mooncakes? 】

The barrage was lively and lively, and the topic soon went awry.

And Song Tan took Qiao Qiao up the mountain along the path, and soon found an open space.

She threw aside the buckets with the shovel, picked up the hoe, bang bang!

Soon, the ones with white sand and grass roots piled directly to the side. Digging further down, it is the reddish yellow soil - moist, fine grained, and highly viscous.

The two worked together, and soon the bucket was full, without much effort at all.

But at this moment, Qiao Qiao wondered: "Sister, recently the children chatted a lot during class, and they didn't concentrate on their studies."

What?

Song Tan was taken aback, but seeing Qiao Qiao looking at the screen in distress, she also leaned over to take a look at the 159,000 viewers above.

She was silent for a while, and then patted Qiao Qiao on the shoulder: "It's okay, these are poor students. You don't care about them, just teach the class well."

"Remember, don't watch what they say, otherwise what if you are distracted? You can't do this when you are a teacher"

"Okay!" Jojo immediately clenched his fists.

In terms of obedience, he is still very serious. At this moment, the tone is also serious: "Kids, you must study hard in today's class! I will only teach it once. If you continue to chat like this, if the duck eggs are not well marinated, it will be a waste."

"Ducks have to work hard to lay eggs, and if you don't pickle them, ducklings can be born inside."

Good guy!

Teacher Qiao Qiao understands guilt!

【Is it possible, even if I don't pickle it, this duck egg can't hatch】

【Mr. Qiao Qiao really thinks highly of me. I can buy duck eggs in the supermarket, but where can I get the yellow mud? I can’t still buy a pack of yellow mud online]

[I think too much about the previous one, I only have passion when watching the live broadcast, and forget it after watching it]

[Stop making noise, put your phone by the bed and sleep]

【How can you sleep at such a young age】

[Your ID is Xiangtian and sleep for another 500 years...Okay, please sleep]

When the siblings returned home, Seventh Cousin was ready to prepare the material, and couldn't help laughing when he saw this:

"Look, I just said that you have great energy and work neatly!"

"It's such a big bucket, you made the two boys in the room hum when they brought it back."

Zhang Yanping was sitting on the porch staring at the phone, and now he raised his trembling hands: "Seventh Cousin, I'm a useless person, you must not rely on me."

After pushing the mill for a long time last time, his hands were still sore and trembling. From this point of view, his physique is really not as good as that of Wu Lei.

If I could do it all over again...

Oh, forget it! Fish head tofu soup is really delicious! Tofu with shallots is also really delicious! Even the stir-fried leeks with bean dregs have an extra delicious fragrance!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yanping gulped again hopelessly.

Good night! I went to bed early last night and only fell asleep for two hours... I looked like a useless person during the day today.

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