Song Tan Jishi

After lunch, Song Tan carried a basket and planned to dig wild vegetables.

The sky is still gloomy, and the temperature is more than ten degrees. Without the sun, it is really not warm. On this day, every family is warming up at home, and few people go out.

Ulan glanced at the big basket she was carrying, and felt sorry for her daughter's hard work during this time: "You don't have to go digging wild vegetables so early, and go in the evening, so as not to be stale tomorrow. What's more, there are not many in this weather, and it is quick to pack up." very."

Song Tan thought of the dense green by the pond on the sloping land, and thought that if there was no aura, then there was really no need to be so active.

But at this moment she brought Qiao Qiao: "It's okay, Mom, you can make dumplings first, I think today's shepherd's purse is very fresh."

Seeing that her daughter insisted on going, Ulan didn't stop her, she just muttered, "They're all the same shepherd's purse, what's the difference between yesterday and today..."

She was sitting by the stove, planning to choose the shepherd's purse she had dug in the morning, but when she picked it up, she felt something was wrong——

"Why does this look so good?"

...

Qiao Qiao is really a good helper, one basket of vegetables is exchanged for one episode of Page, and he came back with a big basket full of shepherd's purse in a short time.

Green and oily, fresh and tender, no matter how delicious it is, no matter how exaggerated it is.

Song Sancheng was helping to pick the vegetables, but he was taken aback when he took the basket: "Didn't you say there were not many yesterday? Why is it raining so fast?"

This is a big basket, and the shepherd's purse is a small one, densely piled up, and the basket is piled high and trembling, as if a few of them are about to fall if you are not careful.

Qiao Qiao didn't understand these things, but was very proud: "There are so many more—"

He thought to himself: Although my sister is not very good at farming, it doesn't matter, Qiao Qiao can dig vegetables now!

Jojo raised her!

For a moment, he was full of pride, and Peppa Pig couldn't care less, and went out again with two empty baskets.

At home, Song Sancheng poured out the shepherd's purse and weighed it: "Oh, it weighs more than ten catties!"

Ulan was also very surprised, but: "It just rained, and this dish is dripping with water, and there is some mud on it, so it probably weighs only ten catties."

That's not a lot.

This basket is ten catties, and it is bought and sold without money. Based on the price of ten yuan per catty, it is one hundred yuan.

...

This trip to dig wild vegetables took a full three hours. When Song Tan came back, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Coincidentally, just after I came back, it was raining again.

A family of four can't take care of making dumplings anymore, so hurry up and pack wild vegetables!

This aura-generated wild vegetable is green and crunchy just by looking at it, full of appetite. Song Tan doesn't believe that no one will cheer for ten yuan a catty, so the nature of a profiteer sprouts:

"Mom, pick it up a little bit, rinse it with mud, remove all the roots, and just take a few straw bales. One bale weighs two ounces a catty, so you won't lose your weight tomorrow."

Ulan was just preparing to pick and clean each one, thinking that this would probably take a long time.

Unexpectedly, Song Tan said this, and she couldn't help wondering: "Then you can only eat seven or eight taels of this catty? Can you still sell it for ten yuan?"

Why not?

Song Tan opened the mobile phone app, and the vegetables delivered in the local urban area cost 14.8 catties of lettuce!

"Wild vegetables! Fresh, fresh wild vegetables with some soil and water, ten yuan is cheap, okay?"

"You forgot the Chinese toon that came out in the spring last year. It weighed five or sixty-one catties! They were all sold as taels."

That's right.

Ulan thought for a while: "Okay, I don't have much capital anyway, so you can sell it. Don't panic if you can't sell it all. I'll take it back and dry it in the freezer. You can still eat it during the New Year."

A family of four has its own division of labor.

Song Sancheng was in charge of clearing the mud, Ulan was in charge of picking, Song Tan was in charge of weighing, and Qiao Qiao was in charge of using long grass to tie up each pile neatly.

The pile of wild vegetables will not be cleaned up until it is completely dark. Weigh again—

Whoa!

Malantou, purslane, shepherd's purse, watercress, wild onion, a total of 80 small handfuls, which weighs a hundred and ten catties!

Song Sancheng immediately changed his mind: "Why don't you charter a car tomorrow, although 200 yuan for a round trip is expensive, but they will pick you up at the door. Otherwise, there are so many dishes, where can I take the car?"

The cost just went up all of a sudden.

Song Tan made a decisive decision: "Bao!"

"By the way, Dad, I'll bring Jojo with me tomorrow."

Song Sancheng objected subconsciously: "What are you doing with Qiaoqiao? You are in business, and he will make a fuss..."

However, before the words finished, Qiao Qiao protested loudly: "Qiao Qiao is going to sell vegetables!"

"Jojo don't make trouble!"

"Jojo is going out!"

Ulan thought for a while and sighed: "It's fine, take it with you, and let him see the unfamiliar environment. Otherwise, he would not even have anyone to play with in the village every day."

Occasionally, I would take him to the city, and I would have to accept the scrutiny of others... Ulan felt sad.

Song Tan pretended not to hear the pain inside.

She tried it that night when she had aura, Qiao Qiao, he... He was not fully developed in the womb, even if she succeeded in cultivation, there was still nothing she could do.

All I can say is, make sure he stays healthy and less likely to get sick. Lots of exercise, by the way—what happened to the IQ of a six-year-old? Are six-year-olds less sensible?

So at this moment, she happily patted Qiao Qiao: "Good boy, Qiao Qiao! I knew you were the smartest! Be sure to help me tomorrow."

Qiao Qiao complied proudly, very loudly.

The family tossed and tossed for a long time, and finally felt hungry at this moment, but the waist and back ached from picking vegetables, chef Ulan sighed perfunctorily:

"Okay, it just happened that the dumplings were made in the afternoon and I haven't had time to put them in the refrigerator, so let's eat this."

Coincidentally, Song Tan also wanted to taste the taste of today's shepherd's purse: "Mom, cook more."

Ulan originally planned to cook the same as in the morning. When Song Tan said this, she muttered that the whole family could eat too much, but at the same time, she still cooked an extra bowl.

However, when the dumplings came out of the pan, everyone's eyes widened as soon as they took the first bite.

Qiao Qiao began to kick his legs: "It's delicious! It's delicious, mom!"

While talking, he grinned his teeth from being burned, but even so he was not willing to spit it out, still holding the bowl firmly:

“The best food in the world!”

Song Sancheng even wolfed down half a bowl, and then sighed in satisfaction: "Exactly, why are these dumplings so delicious today?"

Song Tan even cried with joy: It's been so many days since I came back, and I finally had a normal meal without impurities today, my God, she can also show off three bowls!

Only Ulan was thinking while eating——

The stuffing of dumplings this afternoon is the same as usual!

Could it be that shepherd's purse has become so delicious after a spring rain?

After eating in twos and threes in a hurry, she put down the bowl, picked a handful from the bundled wild vegetables, and then went into the kitchen to tidy up again. When she came out with the plate again, the dumplings had been eaten clean.

Only Song Sancheng looked at her flatteringly: "I'm not full either...how about we eat more?"

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