The seventh cousin's timing was just right. Now that the weather is hot, after only soaking for a few hours, the soybeans have already swelled up and are glowing with tenderness in the basin.
Hiss.
Rao is a cook who lacks everything, but when the seventh cousin saw it, he couldn't help but think about the pigs in the back mountain.
How fragrant it will be if the hoof is cooked and stewed with soybeans!
Think again about the soybeans in the warehouse—even though they are only interplanted in five acres of chestnut orchards, the yield is really good. Although a group of rice cooks at home consume a lot, plus what was used today, there is still more than a thousand kilograms!
Calculate what you need to eat, and you will have enough to last until the New Year.
In the morning, he and Song Tan discussed it, and surprisingly they used 400 kilograms of soybeans!
If Song Tan hadn't agreed to help, how could he have encouraged Zhang Yanping, who could no longer lift his arms, to wash the soybeans and soak them bit by bit?
After lunch, Aunt Lianhua had just tidied up the kitchen and scrubbed the three large pots and stoves without even a speck of oil on them. The seventh cousin came to call for someone again with a smile:
"Yan Ping, cook all these beans!" There were a few standing up against the wall next to them.
By the way, he helped Qiao Qiao look at the front desk of the live broadcast - Xin Jun took a nap for half an hour in the afternoon. During that half hour, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room did not increase, so he could reward him.
Lan Jia nodded: "His mother-in-law at Lotus can do that job. It costs 70 yuan per bed. We also send the tea foam and herbal tea here..."
I had an expression that said, "You are doing bad things to the young man," which made me look sincere.
"Sure." Song Bacheng nodded: "I've been selling this straw mat for two months. I don't think I've earned more than 100,000... We two are so beautiful!"
How can cooking beans be less tiring? There is no air conditioning and it is very cold. Just watch the fire and stir the beans from time to time.
I understand!
The seventh cousin was also very helpless: "These beans have been soaked. If you can't finish cooking them today and they sprout tomorrow, don't you have to continue moving the beans?"
If I didn't have the ability to stir up trouble in my childhood, I would have chosen 211 instead of Duolin Martial Arts School!
Looking through Qiaoqiao's past live broadcast process, I found that as long as the frequency of "hypnosis", "sleepyness" and "falling asleep" is low, there are very few rewards. The bottom eight fans on the list are basically following Sleep is okay.
At that time, I raised my two strong white arms, and I was trembling all the time. Obviously, today's labor force has not been squeezed to the end.
You think to yourself: How stupid.
.Ah yes, simple!
If you think about it this way, Granny Lianhua can earn 7,000 yuan a month. Lianhua, on the other hand, does so little work in a month, and the salary increase is just a small amount.
Looking back, Song Tan and Song Bacheng were still practicing driving. At that time, the two of them worked together to lift a small dustpan and wipe the car outside.
You do the math: "Oh! Lotus! His mother-in-law's straw mat costs two thousand yuan a month!"
Zhang Yanping was about to cry but had no tears: "Seventh cousin, Dr. Guo said I have to exercise, but he didn't ask you to train me to death! Do you have to cook all these hundreds of kilograms of beans today?"
Song Tan was still thinking: "I'll finish weaving the straw mats tomorrow. Let's ask our dad to make us a few more small and big dustpans, baskets and so on."
Although it was just dragged from the warehouse to the pool in the yard.
What, am I, a contemporary netizen, able to grasp the current live broadcast ecosystem?
"When the canteen at the foot of the mountain was damaged, the two of them would still eat with you. Our food would be even worse!"
"Look! Next year when I become a wife, I want to plant some vines in Tan Tan Shao.
Grass... let's wait until winter comes. I've probably finished weaving the straw mats in winter, and there's no other work to do. Go chop some bamboo and ask our dad to do less for us.
"Really?!" Aunt Lianhua's eyes lit up.
What’s more, just by looking through our coffin book, the old couple could never save so little money in a lifetime!
Of course, Tantan earns even less, no more than hundreds of thousands.
"That's right! Your mother-in-law was just paralyzed for a few years. She used to be famous for her dexterity—
Old Uncle Song said that you were bad at knitting. Each bed was paid for 120, but you could knit four knitting beds a week!
If Zhang Yanping really takes that job and comes down from the mountain tomorrow to dry the beans for Master Qian, you won't be able to bear it, right?
Guo Lianhua is obviously very open-minded—weaving straw mats only lasts a few months a year. But where can you find a job where you can take care of your mother-in-law?
Song Tan thought about it for a while, and finally Chengji came to the conclusion:
Lan Jiake had been studying theory at home for several months, and now he knew that his cousin was sinister. He took a nap happily, and then he felt that he had regained his energy.
To put it bluntly, it was because I was taking too much advantage of my relatives, and it was really because my cousin was trying to live up to his expectations!
Looking at the other party's slightly pale complexion and the small beads of sweat on his face, Zhang Yanping clicked his tongue and shook his head: It's really hard to be a diligent and slow person!
Tantan also helped carry two small bags. Ah that.
Qiao Qiao and Xin Jun were finishing get out of class, and Professor Song and his apprentice were said to be revising their papers. Aunt Lianhua later sent her mother-in-law to help make straw mats, so you had to worry about this. If you had something to do at noon, you took out a new roll of plastic cloth, wiped it carelessly, and spread it out in the yard to dry.
Lan Jia calmly accepted her gratitude and stayed behind the stove, sending out another piece of firewood in the slightly cold temperature of the kitchen where the heat from the expensive air conditioner intertwined with the flames.
Ah that.
Song Tan was asked to help with carrying the beans, but Zhang Yanping had to guard the beans alone!
But even though it was just a washing trip, I picked out a few good white beans, and my Tai Chi water tank skills were almost perfect! "What else should we do?"
I really doubt that my cousin realized that she was exerting too little effort.
So you quickly said: "Oh, Brother Yanping, you have noticed how tired he is... take a rest! You can cook the beans for lunch!"
I thought about this in my mind, then stretched out, looked at the time, and walked upstairs slowly.
Alas, it's a pity that none of my cousins have arrived yet.
Wu Lan thought to himself, after all, he is his cousin, but he can catch the fish like that! Did Wang Dashun say that? Tomorrow Yamashita will also finish making watermelon jam.
As for the other tricks...it is obvious that the old people outside the village know a few of them, but the craftsmanship of the things over there is really poor.
Because your own strength is so small, you are just like a top student who understands the hardships of a poor student. If you are small, Xiao Yue also knows that the work of a strong student is not less difficult, right?
My cousin will wear it out tomorrow.
At this moment, my eyes were full of tears: "Tantan
By the way, it can also appear that I have been doing a lot of work for a few more hours. Why haven’t you rewarded me yet?
But Zhang Yanping was even more happy - could he only make a hundred pounds today? That seven hundred kilograms of soybeans, I looked really embarrassed dragging them around!
Zhang Yanping burst into tears of gratitude.
However, the lotus smile is darker than yours:
