Song Tan Jishi

After all, it wasn't Qiaoqiao's turn to take up the task of kneading radish leaves.

His hands are white, and although he is strong, they look tender. Not to mention that the seventh cousin is reluctant to let go, even Aunt Lianhua is reluctant to let go!

At this moment, the two of them were rubbing hard in their own basins, and Qiao Qiao had to work hard to cut the radish leaves. The division of labor among the three was smooth.

Once vegetables see salt, water will come out quickly.

It didn't take long for the radish leaves in the big basin in front of the seventh cousin to be kneaded into a strange and unsightly dark green color. It was also kneaded from a full basin to about one-third of its size.

Grandma Qi prepared another basin and spread a large layer of gauze inside.

The kneaded radish leaves were put on top one by one, and then the seventh cousin called Qiao Qiao: "Come on, if you are strong enough, tie the gauze tightly and squeeze out the juice from the radish leaves."

Qiaoqiao didn't dare to use force.

The radish tassel has been kneaded into that shape. If he squeezes it harder, won't it end up turning into a big vegetable ball?

But the seventh cousin downplayed it: "The harder you use, the cleaner the juice will be squeezed out, and the crispier it will be when you marinate it later."

Qiaoqiao held the gauze ball in her hand and twisted it hard.

The green juice penetrated the layer of white gauze, and then dripped into the basin. As he twisted and squeezed several times, less and less juice leaked out.

When the gauze ball was opened again, it really became a dry vegetable ball inside.

Fortunately, the vegetable balls are not strong and they quickly fall apart in the basin after a few pulls with your hands. Next, the gauze was spread again, and Aunt Lianhua's pot of radish leaves was kneaded.

He gradually stopped caring about the live broadcast.

But fans in the live broadcast room have obviously learned to help themselves. Now watching Qiao Qiao work, I feel quite happy to comment on it.

What else can we do? I can’t push things to be put on the shelves.

It's just a self pua.

For example, at this moment, no one is shouting about watermelon jam or linking in vain anymore, but instead they are sighing:

[No wonder it’s not enough after harvesting so many radish leaves, the shrinkage is too serious. 】

[I watched helplessly as I watched the full bowl cut into a flat bowl, and then kneaded from the flat bowl into a small half bowl. After squeezing it out, even the small half bowl was not enough. 】

[I just want to know, how delicious does this have to be? 】

[It’s useless to think about it, there’s no chance to think about it, he won’t sell it anyway. 】

[It doesn’t matter, as long as others can’t eat it, I’ll be at ease. 】

There is no strict division of labor in their own production line for kneading radish leaves, and everything is done in a casual and smooth manner.

So after Qiao Qiao finished squeezing the pot of radish leaves, he stopped and went back to chopping peppers. Before that, Aunt Lianhua was staring at her, so she just put on a pair of gloves.

The red vitex branches had just been picked, and the bright color almost burned the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room.

[You must wear gloves for this, the anchor’s chili is really spicy]

[That’s it, that’s it! The chopped chili sauce was very spicy to me]

[Oh my god, this spicy flavor is so delicious! It’s a pity it’s not for sale anymore! 】

[Spicy eaters are ecstatic, they can show off half a bottle at a time, and then have three bowls of rice]

[This is too spicy, I really can’t stand it. The green pepper minced sauce with thicker meat is more delicious]

A small pot of bright red wattle sticks was neatly placed on the chopping board. Qiaoqiao deftly removed the stems and cut them into cubes. It didn't take long for the pot to be half full.

And the half pot of chili peppers was quickly poured into the pot of kneaded radish leaves, and then sprinkled with plenty of salt.

The seventh cousin inserted his dark hands directly into it and stirred it back and forth evenly. After mixing it thoroughly, he took the jar that had been prepared in advance, stuffed the radish tassels into it, and pressed it flat with a little force...

hiss--

This process seems to be very decompressive, but the content of this decompression makes people can't help but think about it.

This is both salt and pepper. Ordinary people don’t know how painful it is to do this to their hands.

Everyone in the live broadcast room grinned, they really couldn't imagine it.

However, some people rarely murmured a few words.

[Actually, it is better to wear gloves when doing this. Even if the elderly are not afraid of spicy food, they still have to pay attention to hygiene. 】

[That is, the ones we usually sell are not made in this way, right? 】

[Disposable gloves are not expensive, so anchors should not be so stingy. 】

【? ? ? 】

[I just didn’t notice for a moment that there are such high-end people in the live broadcast room? 】

[Don’t worry about the previous ones, the ones they sell are done in the same way, so just don’t rob them. 】

[Anchor, ignore them, I like to eat like this. My family used to do this when I was a kid. 】

[Don’t get excited, everyone, I’m not necessarily here to cause trouble, maybe I’m just making a suggestion. 】

[It’s too dirty. You didn’t pay attention to the live broadcast, did you? It was obvious that he had washed his hands in front of me just now. 】

[Don’t say it, you really don’t say it. Put your phone down now and test the bacteria on your hands. There might be more bacteria on your hands than others. 】

Zhang Yanping took a look and saw what a great opportunity it was!

He couldn't wait to clear his name as a pigeon immediately, so he took this opportunity to explain quickly:

"Don't worry, everyone, the reason why the soy beans and watermelon jam we sold before in our live broadcast room have not been linked for so long is also for hygienic reasons."

He went into the house with his mobile phone and rummaged through a pile of licenses: "We have formal procedures and everything has been inspected. The reason why those sauces are not sold is because we haven't freed up manpower to fill them yet."

"We have a complete set of sterilization equipment and filling lines, but no one in the village has used them. It is not practical to rely on just our family, so we have to wait."

"The other thing is," he turned around and showed everyone the row of sauce vats in the corner of the yard:

"Did you see? These sauce jars are still down the mountain, and we haven't had time to transport them up. It happened to be raining, so we opened the jars to fill the sauce at this time. The humidity is too high, which is not good."

"So please be patient. When the weather clears up in two days and we are free to do things on the mountain, we will definitely connect."

What else is going on on the mountain?

Winter wheat is sown, it’s time to water the second-season rice, the vegetable plot is tidied up a bit, and then there’s the riverbank…

There should be nothing wrong... right?

After Zhang Yanping finished speaking, he thought for a moment and added:

"If everyone is willing to watch it, we will live broadcast the filling process to ensure peace of mind in terms of hygiene."

After saying this, who cares about hygiene and unsanitary things? They just want to use the time travel method immediately and jump to the moment of the link:

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh listening to me commanding the rain to stop! 】

[Quickly take inventory of the small treasury, I must have a share of this sauce]

[Carrot tassel, radish tassel... I have no luck in this life, I will go to the vegetable market to buy it tomorrow morning! 】

[Anchor, I don’t mind. Can you bring out a jar now, fill it with sauce and send it directly? 】

Zhang Yanping finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dense barrage, and now he joked:

"That's not okay. Even if I agree, the food license won't agree."

There are still 73,000 words left before the goal...there is a long way to go, come on!

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