Chapter 697 Cousin

Chapter 697 697. Cousin and cousin

The seventh cousin's timing was just right. It's a hot day, and after only a few hours of soaking, 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.

When the hoof is burned and stewed with soybeans, how fragrant it will be!

Think about the soybeans in the warehouse again - even though it is only an interplanting of five acres in the chestnut garden, 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 it will be more than 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!"

Song Tan was asked to help with carrying the beans, but Zhang Yanping had to guard the beans alone!

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 do it to death! Do you have to cook all these hundreds of kilograms of beans today?"

"What else should we do?"

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?"

He had an expression that said, "Young man, I am doing this for my own good." He looked particularly sincere.

But Zhang Yanping was in even more pain - couldn't he just do a hundred pounds today? He looked really embarrassed dragging these four hundred kilograms of soybeans!

Although it was just dragged from the warehouse to the pool in the yard.

Tantan also helped carry two big bags.

But even if he only picked out a few black beans and bad beans through simple washing, his Tai Chi water tank skill was almost perfect!

If he had had the ability to stir up trouble when he was a child, he would have gone to Shaolin Martial Arts School instead of 211!

At this moment, he raised his two strong black arms and was trembling all the time. It was obvious that today's labor force had been squeezed to the end.

Ah this.

Song Tan thought to himself, he is his cousin after all, but he can't be squandering all the benefits like this! Didn’t Wang Xiaoshun say that? Tomorrow we will start making watermelon jam on the mountain.

My cousin will use it tomorrow.

She then quickly said: "Oh, Brother Yanping, I didn't even notice you were so tired... Take a rest! I'll cook the beans for lunch!"

Zhang Yanping burst into tears of gratitude.

He really believed that his cousin didn't notice that he was exerting too much force.

Because she is so strong, it's like a top student doesn't understand the hardships of a low-achieving student. A person with strong strength probably doesn't know how difficult it is for a weak person to work, right?

At this moment, my eyes were full of tears: "Tantan..."

Song Tan calmly accepted his gratitude and stood in front of the stove. Under the slight heat created by the free air conditioner and the flame in the kitchen, he put another piece of firewood in.

She thought to herself: How silly...ah no, it's so simple!

What can be so tiring about cooking beans? There is air conditioning but not too much heat. Just watch the fire and stir the beans from time to time.

By the way, it can also appear that I have been working for a few more hours.

If Zhang Yanping really took over this job and went up to the mountain to dry the beans for Master Qian tomorrow, she wouldn't be able to bear it, would she?

After all, it's not that I exploit my relatives too much, it's just that my cousin doesn't live up to expectations!

Hey, what a pity, there is still a cousin who is not on duty.

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Zhang Yanping had been studying theory at home for several months. At this moment, he had no idea that his cousin was sinister. At this moment, he took a pleasant nap, and then he felt that he had regained his energy.

By the way, he helped Qiao Qiao look at the live broadcast backstage competently - Xin Jun took a nap for half an hour in the morning. During this half hour, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room dropped, so you can reward...

Why are there still rewards?

He doesn't understand!

What, is it that even a contemporary netizen can’t grasp the current live broadcast ecosystem?

Looking through Qiaoqiao's past live broadcasts, he found that as long as the frequency of "hypnosis", "so sleepy" and "falling asleep" is high, there will be a lot of rewards. The top three fans on the list are basically related to sleep. related.

Ah this.

He pondered this in his mind, then stretched himself, looked at the time, and slowly went downstairs.

Qiao Qiao was in class with Xin Jun, and Professor Song and his apprentice were said to be revising their papers. Aunt Lianhua had sent her mother-in-law to help weave straw mats before, so she didn't have to worry about that. She had nothing to do at noon, so she took out a new roll of plastic cloth and wiped it carefully, and spread it out in the yard to dry.

Looking at the other party's slightly dark complexion and the large beads of sweat on his face, Zhang Yanping clicked his tongue and shook his head: It's so hard to be a hard-working person!

Looking further ahead, Wu Lan and Song Sancheng saw that it was not yet time for driving practice. At this moment, the two of them worked together to lift a big dustpan and wipe the cars there.

There are several placed vertically against the wall next to it.

Ulan was still thinking: "When I finish weaving this straw mat tomorrow, I'll ask my dad to make us some more large and small dustpans, baskets and so on."

"Sure." Song Sancheng nodded: "His straw mat has been sold for two months, and he probably earned a hundred thousand... They are so beautiful!"

Not to mention anything else, the old couple just looked through their coffin books, and they have never saved so much money in their entire lives!

Of course, Tantan earns more, a few hundred thousand.

"I think! Next year, Tan Tan must plant more rushes... Let's wait until winter comes. By then, the straw mats will probably be finished and there will be no work. I'll go cut some bamboo and ask my dad to do more for us."

Ulan nodded: "You see, Lianhua's grandmother can do this job. She earns 70 yuan per mat. We also send our tea foam and herbal tea there..."

She calculated: "Oh! Lianhua! Your grandmother earns 2,000 yuan a month for weaving straw mats!"

Little did she know that Lianhua smiled brighter than her:

"More than that! My grandmother was delayed by paralysis in the past few years. She was originally famous for her ingenuity - Uncle Song said that she was good at weaving in various patterns. She was paid 120 yuan per mat and could weave eight mats a week!"

As for other patterns... The old people in the village may not know many big characters, but their weaving skills are really good.

If you calculate it this way, Lianhua's grandmother can earn 4,000 yuan a month. Lianhua, on the other hand, does so much work a month, so the salary increase is about the same.

But Lianhua is obviously very open-minded - the work of weaving straw mats is only done for a few months a year, but where can she find a job like this that can also support her mother-in-law?

Wulan thought about it and gave her a hint in advance:

"When the canteen on the mountain is built, you two should eat with us. Our food is better!"

"Really?!" Aunt Lianhua's eyes lit up.

The yield of soybeans per mu is 200 to 800 kilograms.

This is to make up for yesterday's.