Chapter 351 351 Dried Cowpeas

Chapter 351 351. Dried cowpeas

"Sour."

Zhang's wife said, drooling: "But it's sour and delicious, I can't help it-by the way, I want to eat fried rice noodles, can you make me a bowl now? Not too much, just add two eggs, a ham sausage, and a handful of green vegetables... Let's eat first."

"By the way, there is also braised goose. Buy me one tomorrow-roast duck is also fine, oh, I'm so hungry!"

"This thing is too appetizing, I can't eat it, otherwise my teeth will be sour tomorrow."

She spit out a peach pit with a slurred voice, then touched a green peach and ate it, and finally commented vaguely:

"This is delicious with sweet and sour taste, and sour and salty taste is also delicious. You should buy both next time..."

But when she raised her head, But she saw Xiao Zhang still standing there numbly, and she couldn't help but be stunned: "Why don't you cook?"

Xiao Zhang shuddered: "No!"

He quickly went back to the bathroom: "Wait for me to take a shower and make it for you right away!"

When Xiao Zhang finished his five-minute shower, he saw his wife already sucking on a green peach in her mouth, and she didn't forget to open her phone:

"I have to tell the mothers in the group that they can't eat these days. Sour plums, hot and sour noodles... are useless. I can't miss this good thing-by the way, how much did you just say per pound? Send me the link to the mini program and I'll forward it."

Xiao Zhang: ...

...

Song Tan didn't know that she was about to open up a huge customer base with considerable purchasing power.

At this moment, she was walking back from the vegetable field with a large basket full of slender cowpeas. The colors were different, and the thickness and length were uneven.

Behind her, Song Youde and Wang Lifen were still picking in the vegetable garden - there was no other way.

The cowpeas that had been planted in the entire field were now ripe. The yield of this thing was really too large, the vines climbed quickly, and they grew a lot. They were the best in absorbing spiritual energy in the whole field. Now they were densely hanging down, just like the Pansi Cave, and they were growing endlessly.

When the vegetable vendor Lao Zhao came to see it with a flashlight in the early morning, he was reluctant to leave at that time, and he just wanted to hug the unbearable bamboo rack below.

However, Song Tan didn't particularly like this thing to be fried directly.

It was nothing, when there was nothing to eat in the summer before, every meal was this.

Not only her, Lao Zhao also said that many people were not willing to buy ordinary cowpeas.

She herself had a deep understanding of this, so she only gave Lao Zhao 500 kilograms, and then went home directly with the basket -

She had other plans for these cowpeas!

The yard was busy and lively, and everyone was busy every day - it was not that they were reluctant to hire people now, but simply because the yard was too small, and if more people squeezed in, there would be no place to stand.

If they wanted to hire more people on a large scale, they could only wait until their new house was built. There was an extra large yard outside the yard, just for work preparation.

The green peaches on the mountain were still being harvested continuously, and it would take about a week to end, but the online pre-sale orders had already sold more than 900 kilograms.

However, Qiao Qiao was now familiar with the green peaches, with a fixed amount every day, and the work was simple and not tiring, so the seventh cousin did not get involved.

Picking watermelons was Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun's favorite thing to do - because the melons of Song Tan's family grew too standard, so they had not picked a single unripe one until now.

They were the annual melon picking experts, which greatly inspired the hearts of the two passionate young people.

Now, when the seventh cousin saw Song Tan bringing back so many cowpeas, he took a look and said, "Not bad, let's stir-fry some shredded pork for lunch."

Qiao Qiao stopped scrubbing and looked up to order dishes: "Can I eat cowpea rice?"

"Sure! I like it too."

The seventh cousin moved a stool and sat down to pick: "Wait for me to pick the old ones, and stir-fry them for you at noon. They will definitely be very fragrant if stir-fried."

While picking, he muttered, "There are quite a few old ones."

Song Tan thought for a while and said, "Why don't we ask two people to pick them quickly? Pick one crop every two days. This thing grows too fast."

Song Youde and Wang Lifen, who had just returned with baskets, were unhappy: "Picking cowpeas is such a simple thing. Why ask people? There is no room in the yard. Your grandmother and I can do it."

Not only is it simple, but it is also fast. There is really no need to ask people.

God, when he built the old house, he never thought that there would be so many people working in the yard.

Aunt Lianhua had just finished rubbing a basin of green peaches, and she came over and smiled: "Who else do we need to hire?"

"It's so easy to pick cowpeas, my mother can do it here!"

The mother-in-law in the wheelchair also nodded: "It's easy, it's not worth hiring someone."

Song Tan: ...It's easy, but she saw that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were being exploited by her, and she felt a little embarrassed even if her salary increased.

But looking at their eager eyes, Song Tan had to give in: "Then why don't we give this job to mother-in-law? After this batch of cowpeas is processed, I will give her a red envelope of 1,000 yuan, okay?"

Okay! Why not!

Although the cycle of cowpeas takes several months, there is no physical work at all. Her mother-in-law only needs to sit in a wheelchair to pick and choose - just for this, she can get another 1,000 yuan, isn't this a free gift?

What's more, she usually helps and takes a lot of things!

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law happily agreed.

The yield of these cowpeas is too large. If they are all sold out at once, they can be sold from morning to night, but Song Tan thinks it is unnecessary.

You know, in winter when there are few vegetables, dried cowpeas can do a lot. When they were planted, they had already figured out how to deal with them.

So, Aunt Lianhua assisted Qiao Qiao in picking up the green peaches, while her mother-in-law sat in a wheelchair and sorted out the cowpeas in the basket one by one.

The tender green, slender, plump and heavy cowpeas were placed aside, and the tender green but not thin enough ones were also placed aside, and the light-colored, foamy old cowpeas were also picked aside.

These old cowpeas were broken into small pieces and fried in a hot pan, and the cowpea rice inside would be fried out, soft and fragrant, with soup, especially fresh and fragrant.

After picking a basket, the water was boiled. He picked a handful of tender cowpeas and washed them briefly, put them into the pot and blanched them. After three minutes, he took them out, rinsed them twice with cold water, and hung them on the long ropes that had just been pulled in the yard.

The forecast said that it would not rain in the next week. Looking at the big sun now, there was little hope of rain. It was a good time to dry the cowpeas.

Of course, there must be more than all dried cowpeas, so they had to be made into sour cowpeas.

But if the sour cowpeas want to taste better, pickled peppers are indispensable. But pickled peppers can't be pickled well in a short time. The seventh cousin wants to make it perfect, so he needs to wait for another half a month.

Therefore, this can only be done later.

Dried cowpea stewed with beef is super delicious!