Song Tan Jishi

Yu Yan wanted to speak immediately, but Song Tan waved his hand:

"Farewell, I took them up the mountain just to eat. They ate too much at home, and I'm afraid they'll burst."

Yu Yan's expression froze, and he was staring at Song Tan with a look of disbelief on his face——

Do you also know that you took us up the mountain to eat?

You just asked me if I would eat radishes! Do you have any heart?

But Master Jiang understood it very well, and quickly put the rice bowl back: "Oh, it's the first time to eat, right? It was the same when I first came here, and when my wife first came here, she couldn't walk anymore. "

He kindly put the leftover rice in the pot to bake, while he took a bottle of sesame oil and poured it into the freshly mixed red oil spicy radish. Originally, the taste of spicy radish was good enough, but now it is combined with sesame oil...

The assistant couldn't help it at first and blushed: "I... I'll go and stand at the door."

The cold wind outside the door blew, and the hot and red cheeks gradually cooled down, and the strong appetite gradually calmed down.

The next moment, I saw movement coming from the side, and it was obvious that everyone was coming out.

Yu Yan still held on: "The rice balls are nothing special. I think they are almost baked into rice balls. It's easy to damage your teeth when you bite them."

"That's right!" The cameraman also looked serious, with an expression like an expert in a health column: "This kind of pickles is not nutritious, and eating too much is not good."

Only Brother Li is a real person. He sighed at this moment: "I'm not afraid of anything, I just want to taste it. This smells so delicious!"

In the kitchen, Master Jiang glanced at the figures standing outside and asked Song Tan in a low voice:

"Don't you usually like to torment people like this?"

Song Tan also smiled innocently and kindly: "I didn't bother, didn't I just walk here... Besides, I asked in advance, and they said that the daily newspaper really wants performance now, Qiao Qiao In this way, writing it will naturally attract traffic."

This is more attractive than cute pets and delicious food.

"I don't let them know how good and precious things are. What if I use this to gain attention later?"

People from all over the city saw that because they were too close to me, they were not as tolerant as the fans online.

Master Jiang also understands this truth. I watched someone win 1 million in lottery tickets online. When people in a certain village win 1 million, the feeling is completely different.

At this moment, he nodded: "Okay! You can take them to the river for a walk later and let them see that not only do we have vegetarian food, but we may also have meat."

Song Tan also laughed: "That's exactly what I had in mind. It's a long proposition, and it's better if the water flows slowly."

…

Song Tan did what he said. He held a crispy, soft and sweet rice ball in his hand, with the crunchy dried radish inside. While eating, he led everyone along the hillside to the playground. .

At the same time, he asked kindly: "We have to walk for ten or twenty minutes in the next step. Will you feel tired?"

Then, without waiting for anyone to answer, he said to himself: "Just try to hold on. After all, the food for lunch is really delicious. It would be a shame if you lose your appetite."

Everyone watched her eating, and looked at the rice ball in her hand with gritted teeth. At this moment, even the young assistant with the weakest constitution could not say no.

And when she slowly finished the rice ball, a large reedy riverbank appeared in front of her.

It's winter, and there are only a few handfuls of green grass scattered on the river beach. The tender tips at the top have long been gnawed bare by the cattle and sheep that occasionally come out for a walk.

The withered yellow reeds in the river beach were swaying with their leaves and flying catkins, and when the steamy river breeze blew, it really created a bleak atmosphere.

The cameraman was the first to murmur: "This would be particularly nice for a wedding photo shoot."

Song Tan laughed: "It's been cold recently, and the cattle and sheep haven't gone out much. If I really caught up with the green grass to take pictures, I would see a pile of cow dung in three steps, and a pile of sheep dung in two steps, who would Are you willing to come here in a wedding dress?"

The cameraman didn't take it seriously: "Then you are wrong. People are happy to be in the water in winter just to take pictures." However, the large area of ​​land in front of the reed beach seems to have been cultivated, and it does not look so natural. .

He was curious: "What is grown here?"

"They are growing several types of grass."

Song Tan went from area to area and said, "This is the royal bamboo grass and this is the sweet elephant grass. What has been plowed over there but not yet planted are other species that we plan to prepare for next spring."

And everyone walked along the river, looking at the large house deep in the fence, and asked: "Is that the place where the cattle and sheep are kept?"

"Yes." Song Tan nodded.

"There is also a row of dormitories in the area where the cattle and sheep are, and there are also a few shorter buildings that are fermentation tanks. The reason why the food in our mountains is delicious is because it is all natural, without any chemical fertilizers or pesticides. Even the manure is fermented in-house.”

This means you can go out and listen to it.

Anyone who has really planted the land knows that if no technological fertilizer is provided, no matter how purely natural it is, no matter how various methods are used, the yield will not rise as much as it should - this is still the result of intensive farming!

Otherwise, why would Professor Song be so excited? Is it just because the food is delicious?

However, most people actually don’t know much about it, so it is easy to be convinced by this propaganda concept.

For example, at this moment, Yu Yan was surprised: "Is there really no chemical pesticide residue at all?"

"No." Song Tan vowed.

"We don't even use chemical fertilizers."

Everyone carefully inquired about a few recipes for preparing natural fertilizers. They were amazed at this moment, and then turned their attention to the young man who was working hard on the fermentation tank wielding a shovel.

"Is this a hired villager?"

Song Tan paused, and then replied: "No, this is also my cousin. He is a serious university graduate, and he stays in the village to help me."

"Isn't it?"

Yu Yan looked at her in confusion: "How charming is this to persuade college students to give up living in the city and come back to shovel cow dung!"

Has social involution really reached this point?

But the cameraman muttered: "I think it must be your food that tempts people."

But no matter how tempting you are, you can’t give up on life, right?

Just as he was talking, he saw a couple walking out of the room nearby. Apparently they had just heard everyone's discussion. They glanced at Song Tan and couldn't help but laugh again:

"Don't listen to Tantan trying to put money on her cousin's face. That person who works is my son. How can I not know what he is like? With his IQ, if he goes out to work and has some money, he will probably be defrauded. It’s better to work down-to-earth in my hometown.”