Uncle Ye's house took off, and in the next few days, You Yu's house and the villagers' houses also found sprouting sprouts one after another.
When it first appears, it is indeed at least twice as thick as ordinary red rapeseed.
The outer layer of the flower buds and the body of the vegetable sprouts are both ink-colored.
It looks quite different and quite noble.
The old man no longer warmed himself by the fire in the house. As soon as he put down his bowl after breakfast and lunch, he went to wander in the fields.
It's not grown yet, it's not that I'm afraid of others stealing it, it's just that I'm curious about it.
The heat of the new house has finally cooled down, and it's time for the villagers to kill the New Year pig.
You Yu originally asked her to make ten pounds of cured meat with her milk.
Her father called and said that they would not be home for the New Year this year. Yourui's grades had improved a lot and he would continue to make up classes during the winter vacation.
Uncle Ye's family gave You Yu half of the grain pigs he raised this year.
Grandma You looked at more than a hundred kilograms of meat and planned to make most of it into sausages and send them to Beijing by post to her sons and granddaughters.
Elderly people always feel that children who leave their hometown will miss the specialties of their hometown.
He wanted to give pork money to his in-law nephew, but Uncle Ye wouldn't accept anything he said, and he became impatient no matter how hard he pushed.
If he had the mentality of helping his niece with her orders at the beginning, now he is so proud that he just wants to smile up to the sky.
With the good looks of his Mo Song, he was already confident that he would win!
What happened to eating half of his pig? He would be willing to give ten pigs as a gift.
You Yu: That’s not necessary, we don’t have a big freezer!
The twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month is You Yu's 20th birthday. Even You Lijun and Ye Guimei don't have the habit of celebrating birthdays, let alone children.
In the morning, I ate a bowl of brown sugar fermented fermented poached eggs made by Grandma You herself, and today was just like normal.
You Yu made a special call to Ye Guimei after finishing lunch.
The day a child is born is also the day the mother suffers.
Not only did he call her, but he also sent her a big red envelope worth 2,000 yuan.
"Mom, don't be too diligent! Rensu's family has a nanny. If you take away the nanny's job, they will hate you for cutting off her wealth. Don't people care about grandsons of Zhe Zhe's biological grandparents? ? It would also be good for you to go to the farm to help my dad cook and wash clothes on weekends..."
It was a rare occasion when the mother and daughter chatted calmly for half an hour. You Yu said that she would pay tribute to her suffering mother on her birthdays from now on.
The stabbing daughter suddenly woke up, and Ye Guimei was quite uncomfortable with it.
After thinking about it for half the night, she still had to admit that it was her parents-in-law who could teach the children, which made her feel warm in her heart.
There were indeed several times when Sister Hong looked at her and hesitated to speak.
Otherwise, let Sister Hong make breakfast in the future?
You Yu didn't care whether her mother could wake up or not, she was busy going to the city with her grandma to buy new year's goods.
Like a squirrel, it takes inventory of the house one by one.
New clothes, many for each person.
The red lanterns and couplets were designated by her grandfather and must be posted in the new house!
She wants to set off as many fireworks as she can. Who said only boys like to play?
Pistachios, pine nuts, almonds and other dry goods cost five kilograms each.
Grandpa asked what the price was?
Almost like melon seeds!
Old man: Do you think I’m stupid?
How can we celebrate the Chinese New Year without having sugar oranges? Thirty or fifty pounds is not enough for her to show off by herself.
Candy is used to coax the child, and her best friend’s favorite chocolate can be had!
meat? Buy and eat as you like during hospitality days!
Not only her family buys without restraint, but even the poorest families are buying goods at this time.
On this day of the New Year, Uncle Ye’s first crop of moss finally grew.
How come the growers from Yougoubian Village are missing from such a grand event?
Early in the morning, more than a dozen motorcycles climbed to the highest peak of Lianhe Village in the cold wind.
Jiang Wenmei drove her minivan with You Yu and Grandpa You in the car.
"Sister Jiang, in Jiangcheng, they sell it for fifty yuan a pound. What price can we give for our mossong?"
"I can't make the decision this time. Let me bring the food back to our general manager for evaluation and pricing!"
"The price is too low and I need to recruit new investors."
"I know, I know, we can't finish the thirty acres of food in our hotel, but we have to give it to us."
"If you have enough money, you can talk about anything!"
"..."
In Uncle Ye's orchard, vegetable farmers from Yougoubian Village, plus people from Lianhe Village, gathered around a hundred people.
There are three floors inside and three floors outside.
"Let it go, let it go..."
Seeing his niece, the goddess of wealth, arriving, Uncle Ye hurriedly came to pick her up and handed her the knife for cutting vegetable sprouts.
"Xiaoyu, it's up to you to pick the first sprout!"
Under the scorching gazes of more than a hundred people, You Yu took the knife and found the thickest one to start with.
The first crop of vegetable sprouts is as black as ink, and its body is as thick as a dime coin, about 40 centimeters high.
The blooming cauliflower on the top gradually turned from golden to orange.
Double concentrate, does this mutate the native species?
You Yu's heart was trembling and his hands were moving slowly.
When you touch the cold vegetable sprouts, there is still a layer of wax powder on the sprouts.
"Crack!" She raised the knife and held up the cabbage and handed it to her uncle.
If you want to try something new, the host will invite you first!
Uncle Ye quickly took it and tore open the skin of the cabbage in a few clicks.
Under the dark coat, the whole body of the sprouts is azure green.
One was broken into about a dozen small pieces as long as a little finger.
From You Yu, Jiang Wenmei, Grandpa You to Uncle Ye, Fa Xiao and the vegetable farmers in Yougoubian Village, each person got a portion.
When it comes to the courage to eat raw, it has to be You Yu himself.
I put it in my mouth without thinking.
"Crack...Crack..."
It's tender when you take a bite, it's watery when you chew it, and it's sweet on the tip of your tongue.
How sweet is it? Just ask sugar cane!
What's even better than sugar cane is that it also melts into dregs in your mouth.
There is only a fragrance left on the lips and teeth, as fresh as chewing mint gum.
Before swallowing, he continued to put it into his mouth...
"Secretary, what does it taste like?" The people who eat melons are not convinced. You can't even describe it.
Neither cherry radish nor strawberry tomatoes shocked Uncle Ye as much as mossong.
From now on, he will believe it if he says lemons are sweet!
With so many people, it was impossible to divide one person into one. Jiang Wenmei had already started moving.
Just like picking tomatoes, she also has to cut the sprouts herself.
Why is it cold?
She is a hot-blooded and good young man, and she can work overtime until the tenth day of the new year!
It's a pity that there are not many head sprouts.
Uncle Ye’s family’s fourteen acres of vegetable land have all been cut, which is just a small bundle.
Sixteen vegetable sprouts weigh more than three kilograms, and a single sprout weighs about two and a half.
As if holding a family heirloom, Jiang Wenmei quickly started the van and ran away.
The more than 100 people who were left in the cold wind looked at each other in confusion. They grabbed a few people who had eaten cabbage and asked them non-stop.
"It's amazing, mosong is really amazing! Why should it be fried? It's so delicious when eaten raw!"
Uncle Ye's voice was like a bell, and he laughed so wildly.
Uncle Ye's children and the vegetable farmers in Yougoubian Village are still thinking about the small half of the vegetable sprouts just now.
He, are they going to get rich?
