Chapter 90 90 Honey and Growth

Chapter 90 90. Honey and Growth

"No."

Song Tan said confidently and confidently: "You forgot that we bought these bees from the beekeeper uncle, and they work for our family."

"This is the pollen picked from our fields and the nectar brewed. Sister will keep some for them to feed their children later, and the rest will be shaken away."

"This is very normal, just like Qiao Qiao works for the family and sister pays Qiao Qiao a salary."

Qiao Qiao seemed to understand what he heard, and at this moment, she said "Oh" and carefully used a brush to gently sweep away the bees.

His movements were extremely gentle, slow and light.

Song Tan stood there with the honeycomb, not urging at all. After ten minutes, the bees were brushed away, leaving flat honeycombs of different shades of yellow.

Putting the honeycomb on the basin, Song Tan took the knife and carefully pointed it out to Qiao Qiao:

"Look, the white part here is the bee's children, and their larvae are hatching inside."

"So they leave a lot of honey for their children to eat. These sisters don't move. Let's cut the half without the pupae."

"Didn't you just ask why we cut the honey? Because we have to use the knife to scrape off the top layer of white beeswax..."

"The knife must be kept as flat as possible, and you can't use force. Do it gently, a little bit at a time..."

Song Tan started, and the movement was actually fast and steady, but for Qiao Qiao, she still proceeded slowly.

When the whole piece was cut, the honey had lost the protection of the beeswax and had slowly begun to flow out.

She turned the honeycomb over again: "Come on, Qiao Qiao, try the remaining half."

Qiao Qiao took the knife, hesitated and didn't dare to step forward: "I'm afraid I'll cut it wrong and cut their children."

This problem is unsolvable.

Even the most skilled beekeepers will inevitably cut the pupae if they are quick.

Song Tan gave up his usual way of coaxing the child and said seriously: "But if you don't do it, you can't get the honey, and these bees have no economic value, which means they are raised in vain."

"Over time, no one will take care of them. It's so cold in winter, and they may freeze to death in a heavy snow."

"If Qiao Qiao is braver and more careful at this time, take it slowly. You may make mistakes and feel sad at the beginning, but when you become proficient later, this situation will not happen again."

This paragraph is long and complicated, but Qiao Qiao actually understood the overall meaning.

He stood there, hesitating for a long time, and finally tightened the knife.

Song Tan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just like this, slowly, little by little, be careful not to cut your hands."

"Look, the little bees are waiting next to them. When we are done, they can go back home again."

She instructed Qiao Qiao to put the knife as flat as possible and move forward little by little--

"Ah!"

Qiao Qiao suddenly screamed.

Song Tan looked again, and saw that his blade moved forward and directly shoveled out the three bee larvae on top. The white larvae were cut in half, obviously dead.

He stood there, holding the knife, and Song Tan clearly saw tears in his eyes, but this time, he didn't cry.

He just sniffed, carefully picked out the larvae, and continued to work.

Song Tan also breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that she would definitely live longer than Qiao Qiao, but her parents didn't know.

And they didn't want to put this responsibility on their daughter. If Qiao Qiao could support herself by beekeeping in the future, they would be very happy.

It took Qiao Qiao twenty minutes to scrape the beeswax clean on one side of such a small honeycomb.

Then, Song Tan put the honeycomb into the shaking honey bucket beside him.

There are two plywoods in the middle of the honey bucket. Put the honeycombs in like files, one on each side, and then turn the handle to quickly shake the flowing honey out.

The function is similar to the spin drying of a washing machine.

There are five honeycombs in a box, and there are five boxes here.

Qiao Qiao became more and more skilled. From half an hour to ten minutes, he made great progress this afternoon.

However, by the time he got used to it, it was almost dark.

The two of them reorganized the beehives, Qiao Qiao held the basin, and Song Tan held the heavy honey bucket, and they came down from the mountain again.

It was dark and tea leaves could not be seen. In addition, they had to pick tea leaves tonight, so Wu Lan had almost finished cooking.

Now she came back with a bucket, her steps were relaxed, her expression was comfortable, and she smiled and said, "I said how could honey come out so quickly? It takes several days to brew the pollen?"

Who knew that when he turned his head and took a look, hey! There was actually quite a lot in this cylindrical bucket.

Wulan cried out "Ouch" and could not help complaining to her daughter: "Why didn't you tell me there was so much honey? We haven't washed all the jars we prepared yet."

Now she hurriedly set up a pot to boil water and quickly put all the glass jars prepared in advance into the pot to boil.

Qiaoqiao carefully covered the honey bucket with a gauze net, then straightened her chest and said loudly: "Today's honey was shaken down by Qiaoqiao!"

"Ah!" Wulan praised halfheartedly: "Qiaoqiao is great!"

She thought Qiaoqiao was responsible for turning the crank.

If it were usual, Qiaoqiao would definitely not notice her perfunctory, but today he really worked so hard, bending over and working for several hours.

Now his waist hurts and his hands hurt.

Now he said aggrievedly: "Mom, I did it all." Wulan was stunned for a moment.

Song Tan hurriedly explained: "Yes. From taking the honeycomb to cutting the beeswax, and finally shaking the honey, Qiao Qiao did it all, and I was responsible for helping."

"Really?" Wu Lan was also shocked.

Really, Qiao Qiao can do it by himself, so what can't he do?"

She said as a matter of course.

A six-year-old child already knows a lot of things, not to mention that Qiao Qiao has been able to control his body and strength very well for so many years.

It's just that he lacks someone to teach him so carefully and patiently.

After all, there are so many things to do at home, and his parents can't be around him every day.

I saw Wu Lan's eyes red in an instant, and then he looked at the honey bucket, full of pride:

"Good! Good! Qiao Qiao is really good! Really good!"

At the same time, he hurriedly shouted: "Old Song! Old Song, come and see, your son is back from cutting honey!"

At the same time, he smiled happily: "After bottling it later, leave the first bottle for mom to soak in water, and let me taste our Qiao Qiao's skills. "

Qiao Qiao was very proud: "Okay! Leave it to mom! The rest will be sold to my sister to raise bees. "

Song Sancheng has already trotted out of the house. He asked about the process again. Seeing Qiao Qiao dancing and gesticulating, he still felt sore at his age.

Looking at Song Tan again, he said with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, you two are fine, that's better than anything else."

Song Tan was really afraid that they would cry.

But, parents are pitiful.

She was really afraid that the two would cry, so she quickly reminded them: "Mom, have you boiled all the bottles?"

I have been busy all morning. I got up at six o'clock.

I am getting sleepy now... I will take a nap first and update when I wake up.

I will still work hard today! I will write as much as I can.