Chapter 268 What to Eat in the Evening

Chapter 268 268. What to eat in the evening

Xin Jun's suggestion is just right.

Everyone who has bought tea knows the benefits, and everyone who has bought tea knows whether it is worth the price.

But 10,000 yuan is not a small amount.

Most people are millionaires on the Internet, but in reality, even if they have 10,000 yuan, they probably won't spend it on tea.

Song Tan counted his sales records and found that except for the wealthy young secretary in the village, there was no female customer who bought tea.

It can be seen that except for the big-spending old men, most girls are more frugal.

But if you can't afford 10,000 yuan of tea, can you afford 50 yuan of aromatherapy bags? If one is not enough, you can buy five, six, seven or eight at most. Compared with 10,000 yuan, it immediately seems that you can afford it.

Therefore, when Zhang Yanping put the one-gram simple tea bag on the shelf separately, the sales in the store were soaring!

Not long after, the backstage showed that the sales volume was more than 1,700!

There were few who only bought one, and the most they bought was 20!

Even so, many people didn't place an order because they didn't receive the goods or didn't experience the goodness of the tea, or didn't know about the online store.

Song Tan was very happy watching from the side.

That is to say, if this goes on, the budget for building a house can be increased again!

Fortunately, Zhao Fangyuan made a complete plan at the beginning, and she wanted to make money while building. Unexpectedly, the initial budget has increased so much just after the construction started. It can be seen that God can't bear her to live in a shabby house!

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun took turns to act as customer service. At this time, they were busy typing on the keyboard, and they didn't forget to ask her: "Just now, someone gave us a proposal to sell aromatherapy bags. Do you want to give her a separate gift?"

"Okay!"

Song Tan, who made money, was also very generous: "Send her 5 tea bags separately."

I hope that such proposals that can help her make money, the more the better, the more the better.

Song Tan, who had made money, began to stroll around the yard.

Worrying about what to eat in the evening, the seventh cousin knocked the edge of the pot with a spoon. The action was very similar to the way Wu Lan prepared to feed the pigs before, as if he was going to call "La La La..." next!

Song Tan's eyebrows jumped, and as expected, the seventh cousin pondered for a moment: "I remember there is a field planted with sesame seeds by the pond at the foot of your mountain, right?"

Song Tan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was nothing, the sesame seeds had not grown yet, but the leaves were thriving and green.

However, the seventh cousin nodded: "If you have nothing to do, take a basket and pick a basket of leaves back. You need tender leaves, and don't take the old leaves at the lower half of the root."

"It hasn't bloomed and produced sesame seeds yet, so you should pinch them carefully, and don't pull them out when you catch one."

Song Tan was dumbfounded.

She picked up the worn-out basket and asked humbly:

"What do you need sesame leaves for?"

The seventh cousin said impatiently: "You are still a country kid, have you ever eaten hutu noodles? Add some sesame leaves, let's have hutu noodles for lunch."

Turning his head and sighing: "Every day, I just worry about what to eat. If it doesn't work, you can just make a menu for me in the future."

"No, no." Song Tan shook his head quickly, took the basket and ran out-who can make a menu? Everyone has difficulty making choices, okay?

What's more, the seventh cousin's craftsmanship is so good that the things he made have never failed. Eating every day is like opening a blind box, so delicious!

She doesn't want a standard menu!

...

To get to the three acres of land at the foot of the back mountain, you must first climb the back mountain, then go around the peach forest, and finally pass half of the pond...

Looking at the chicks and ducks chirping, swimming in the water, running in the grass, and digging on the ground, it's so prosperous.

It's a pity that no matter chickens or ducks, they have only just lost their down and are not yet ready to be eaten.

Even if they wait for eggs to lay, they have to wait another two months.

Song Tan sighed sadly, and now lightly pushed aside the sweet potato vines on the edge, watching Qiao Qiao and Song Sancheng in the distance planting corn seriously along the corners of the road, and couldn't help but smile again.

This corn is ordinary corn, the kind that can produce 2 to 4 corns on a stalk, and it is usually planted to feed pigs, chickens and ducks.

This year, Song Tan is thinking about feeding them with the stalks, or saving the corn for corn grits or cornmeal?

Thinking of this, there is one more good thing to eat!

Looking forward to it!

She then became more confident in the sesame leaves, and at this moment, she turned around and went directly into the half-person-high sesame field.

There are not many sesame plants, only half an acre at most, mainly for grinding sesame oil.

Since the seventh cousin wanted tender leaves, Song Tan picked them up quickly, plucking three or four leaves from each sesame plant without damaging the roots, and it could also be sustainable, which was perfect!

Soon, the basket was full.

She stood there admiring the fruits of her labor, and found that after becoming a fairy, her hands and feet were indeed agile and light. At her current speed, if she didn't pick five, six, seven or eight kilograms of tea leaves a day, she would be unworthy of her ability, right?

The proud fairy Tan carried the rustic big basket and went back again.

Aunt Lianhua had already prepared a large stainless steel basin, and now she poured the sesame leaves in the basket into the pool, and then began to rinse them skillfully.

After rinsing each basin, the seventh cousin would boil hot water and pour it in -

The novice cook Song Tan discovered that everything can be blanched.

Seventh cousin glanced at her and said, "You don't know the sufferings of the world."

"When we were in the food crisis, we had to eat everything. If we couldn't eat some food, we had to cook it."

"A few decades ago, everyone had to eat bitter rice!" "These things are made by people who are starving and forced to eat them to know the taste."

Song Tan's face was gloomy.

She stood by the stove and had only one question:

"Then...are sesame leaves delicious?"

Seventh grandma helped with the seventh cousin every day. During this period, her face became ruddy and shiny. Hearing this, she couldn't wait to answer:

"It's delicious! It's so delicious that I wouldn't trade it for meat."

Well, look at her expectant look.

Song Tan looked at the seventh cousin again and thought: No wonder this old man wants to eat at noon today. It seems that Seventh grandma is greedy.

But she didn't reveal it, just pondered for a while:

"Can this leaf be sold for money?"

The seventh cousin paused while waving the big spoon, and Aunt Lianhua beside him laughed:

"Tan Tan, don't think about selling it for money, it's troublesome to make."

"How troublesome?"

Aunt Lianhua thought for a while: "If you want to sell sesame leaves, most of them are dried sesame leaves. How to make dried sesame leaves? First blanch them in water, then dry them, and then knead them when they are half dry. 10 pounds of sesame leaves can't even make 1 pound, how do you set the price?"

She knew the price of things in Song Tan's family, but Aunt Lianhua was tight-lipped. No matter how shocked she was, she didn't reveal a word when she went back.

Song Tan:...

Forget it, there are so many people in their family, and they can't afford anything. What can half an acre of sesame do?

Some money, forget it if you can't make it.

Update before 12 o'clock every night.

If not, then... maybe there will be 12 o'clock next night.

12 o'clock in the middle of the night, a magical time...