Song Tan's Notes

The two watermelons were neither too big nor too small. With just a light punch, the green rind cracked open, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

Yang Zheng was filled with grief and anger because he had already eaten enough water and now he just wanted to burp when he saw the watermelon. How could he beat them in eating?

The young boy sighed helplessly.

His expression was so vivid that Song Tan couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Don't worry, we'll look for more and pick a few more to leave one for you."

The resentment in the lamb's heart was instantly soothed.

Lu Chuan stared at his phone again and again, and at this moment, he gently held a watermelon and hesitated, "Is this one ripe?"

Song Tan looked down and said, "Hey, you're quite good at picking!" She grabbed it without hesitation.

Lu Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm reviewing my knowledge on picking melons. Although I can't completely distinguish the melon stems, I can still tell the difference between those with the melon skin patterns spread out."

Yang Zhengxin came over silently, his face wrinkled at this moment: Picking melons, doesn’t it mean just patting them and then testing your luck?

Everyone in the live broadcast room also fell silent.

After a long while, someone sighed:

[It’s over. These days, there are also thresholds for being a farmer]

[I can’t imagine if I owned a melon field, I would cut the melons open one by one before they are ripe]

[Xiao Yang, you have a dark face but a generous person. For example, I like this melon. Do you want to buy it? ]

[Yes, draw one? ]

……

The melon field was bustling with activity. Tourists, scattered like dandelions in the ridges and depressions, came back one after another, carrying bags and baskets.

They were in high spirits and returned home with great success.

Master Jiang had just finished roasting a pot of soybeans. He quickly scooped out a plate for everyone to eat as a snack, and said, "There are too many dishes for everyone, and we don't have enough people here. Let's line up in an orderly manner. There's no rush. Put the dishes aside while you line up and have some snacks."

What's the matter?

The cheerful aunt even called out, "Come on, come on, there's no rush, let's sit here and chat, add a friend, let's look at the photos - give me a like."

After she said that, more than ten aunties gathered around.

There were also a few old men who looked at their cell phones, which they couldn't figure out, and walked over as if nothing had happened.

In this way, Master Jiang, with the three kitchen helpers and Yanran and the others, can handle the task with ease.

This is the wild vegetable that everyone picked...

He looked at the pile of green weeds that fell out of the small basket and sighed deeply.

"What's the matter?"

The young girl was curious but confident: "Could it be that I picked them too old? I picked them very carefully."

"Yeah, it's quite tender." Master Jiang grabbed most of the weeds in the bag and said, "This is what you think? This is something that our locals can't get used to eating. It was used to feed pigs, but pigs didn't like it very much. It's called Xiaodong. What's its scientific name?"

Tang Xiaodong picked up some wild vegetables from the pile in front of him and took a look: "Amaranthus chinensis, edible, not poisonous."

How could Master Jiang not know that it is not poisonous?

但这玩儏儿… …

He put the pile of weeds back with a sad heart: "Look, you have a basket and a shovel, and you cleaned them up very well. It would be a pity to throw them away. Blanch the vegetables first when you get home, and then soak them in cold water before using them for other things!"

Confident girl: ... "It's edible, right?" she confirmed again.

"can!"

"Okay! As long as it's not embarrassing to post it on WeChat Moments! I can't cook either!" The other party happily carried a basket to the edge of the field, then raised his phone and changed his posture...

Master Jiang: ...Then what are you doing bending over and squatting all afternoon?

Meanwhile, Qi Lin was also puzzled as he looked at the pile of wild vegetables in front of him: "Auntie, the dandelions in the wild are different from the cultivated dandelions sold in the market. These are more bitter and not very tasty when cooked in vegetables."

This bag is full of dandelions.

"Oh, you don't understand! Experts say that this dandelion root can reduce internal heat, clear the heart and improve eyesight. I have to drink more."

Qi Lin was helpless: "Auntie, you can't drink too much of this, be careful of diarrhea, some people are allergic to it - have you drunk it before?"

Auntie's silence was deafening.

But it's okay.

The hardworking and simple Chinese people will not waste!

"I'll go back and give it to my husband. He's thick-skinned and he's not afraid."

If you just pick and choose without washing, the progress is still very fast. But at this moment, Master Jiang still witnessed the diversity of species. Because even if they took videos and posted pictures of all the edible and delicious ones, there would always be people who brought back a basket of weeds.

Of course, there are no real weeds in the countryside, as long as they are not poisonous, they can be eaten. But the problem is that some of them are not on the table because they are unpalatable!

What's the point of coming all this way?

Master Jiang didn't understand, but the tourists were all very happy. Even if they were carrying a basket of weeds, they would squat aside and hold up the flowers happily. There were also tourists nearby who praised: "Hey, your dandelion stems are really long, beautiful!"

"Really? My daughter made this for me. Do you want to take a picture? I'll lend it to you to take a picture..."

Some people were crunching the crispy soybeans and kept asking, "Your fried soybeans are really delicious. Do you sell them?"

"Yeah, I can chew it with my teeth, it's not hard at all, the chef's cooking skills are really good."

"How much is this per pound?"

"Hey, young man, if I come again tomorrow, can I bring some soybeans for you to fry?"

As dusk falls and weary birds return home, the quiet countryside is surrounded by the hustle and bustle of life.

Secretary Zhu arrived at the mountain just in time at the last minute and said to everyone politely: "Thank you for your support for our rural cause. If you have fun, can you please go back and promote it to your relatives and friends?"

She said sincerely, "You get what you pay for here. We never cheat you. If you eat well, please come here more often to buy vegetables."

This is a must!

Everyone who came today posted a circle of friends with a nine-square grid picture. Big players like Chen Yunyun even had two vibratos with over 10,000 likes, and it’s only been half a day!

Secretary Zhu was very excited. He just happened to see Song Tan and his friends coming back with baskets. He begged and pleaded to buy a small watermelon. Now that he had found out who it was, and saw Chen Yunyun was about to leave, he hurriedly and carefully stuffed a watermelon into her when she got on the car:

"Thank you so much!"

She said sincerely: "We live in the countryside, and the villagers have no other income all year round. Now with more exposure and more publicity, if tourists come more often in the future, it will also be an income... Thank you so much! You took great pictures of our place!"

"This is a small token of our collective appreciation from our village. Please don't hesitate!"

How could Chen Yunyun feel comfortable accepting this?

But just as she was about to refuse, she saw her grandmother already holding onto the seat with both hands, looking very eager.

Hey!

She sighed: "Grandma has been talking about it since we ate watermelon last summer. It's been almost a year now. I can eat something sweet so she won't have to think about it all the time."

OK! I'll take it! (End of this chapter)