Song Tan's Notes

Qiao Qiao's words were not unfounded.

Because among the dogs that came to find partners, there was one with smelly feet, like the princess's potential match.

Da Bao also has one among her partners.

In short, he rejected the suggestion during the live stream, leaving everyone wanting to watch but also unable to resist imagining themselves eating dog-foot potatoes...

Well, it's rather complicated.

I want to see it, but I can't bear to look at it.

However, some long-time fans who have been following the live stream remain cautious:
Whether or not the dog is allowed to do this job, Liu Bao is no good at it; he's a habitual thief.

Good guy!
Upon hearing this, everyone recalled how he had previously stolen soybeans, chestnuts, and everything else, and had even stolen and eaten chili peppers.

If a dog can stomach chili peppers, who knows if it won't sneak a bite out of a potato?

No no no.

Everyone agreed with Qiaoqiao's idea:

Listen to me, honey, you're on a winning streak, so you'll have to be the one to snag my order.

Song Tan glanced at the live stream and thought, "Alright, let's have Qiao Qiao dig then!"

Teacher Qiao is having a blast and getting really into it all in order to give his students some perks!
Selling potatoes via livestream is too time-consuming, and there aren't many potatoes piled up on the side now.

Brother Zhang was deftly wrapping the potatoes in foam netting, and seeing that he had caught up with Qiaoqiao's progress, he boldly asked when he noticed that the two of them were silent, "Your potatoes are quite even, aren't they?"

"I went to the supermarket in our town to buy potatoes the day before yesterday. Those big yellow potatoes, each one must weigh about a pound."

"Hmm." Song Tan nodded: "The large yellow-skinned potatoes have a high starch content, so they are very soft and fragrant when stewed or steamed."

"The smaller ones, if they are also yellow-skinned, are mostly crispier. Some people like the crispy texture when stir-frying shredded potatoes."

As they were talking, Qiaoqiao dug up another nest of potatoes.

The fans in the live stream, listening to the conversation between the two and glancing at the potatoes in his hand, also realized—

To be honest, although there is a slight difference between the large and small ones, the overall quality is quite uniform.

Is this a crispy potato or a mealy potato?

[Didn't the host just say? It all comes down to cooking skills; you can make it crispy or soft as you like.]

I don't have any skills; all I know is how to mix shredded potatoes with batter and then make potato pancakes.

[Oh, why are you asking this? It's like sweet or savory tofu pudding, as long as it tastes good, it's fine, right?]

That's true. Most people argue about whether something is salty or sweet, but they still eat it anyway.

After all, we're a nation of foodies!

[Remember these nine key words: Is it edible? How to eat it? Is it delicious?]

Song Tan glanced at the comments section.

The only sounds in the mountain forest at dawn were birdsong, their conversations, and Qiaoqiao's laborious digging of potatoes.

A gentle breeze blew by, and my slightly sweaty body instantly felt refreshed.

Then she laughed too:
"Our potatoes were carefully selected by experts from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, so they are not very large, but they are generally uniform in size."

"If we have to say whether it's crispy or soft, for most culinary skills, it's probably softer."

Of course, Seventh Uncle had the skill to make the shredded potatoes just the right amount of crispy and cooked through—but this skill is clearly something that very few young people today can master.

Therefore, Song Tan simply smiled and said, "As for why I chose the side dish... it's because I love to eat it."

"Stir-fried shredded potatoes with pork cracklings, stir-fried potato slices with pork belly, stewed potatoes with braised pork... Except for stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar, I like to use lard to stir-fry other dishes. It's oily, high in calories, and tastes wonderful."

Starch and oil combined make it fragrant and delicious; it's hard not to be happy with that!

Saying this so early in the morning, many people in the live stream haven't even had breakfast yet!

He suddenly turned over in bed and silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Of course, Song Tan only slightly favored it; in fact, she ate the crisp potatoes just the same.

"My seventh uncle can make cold potato salad. It's especially delicious to have with porridge for breakfast or dinner in the summer."

“Qiaoqiao can drink three bowls at a time! But the porridge isn’t enough to fill her up, so she needs to have another meal in between.”

"There's also a simple dish of shredded green peppers and potatoes. It's not easy to make this dish bad, but it's very difficult to make it delicious and refreshing. It really tests your cooking skills. It's making my mouth water. How about we have this for lunch?"

I must say, sometimes it's quite amusing to chatter on and on with people and watch them get all worked up.

Song Tan then maliciously added:

"Also, for stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar, Seventh Uncle doesn't like to use vinegar; he prefers to stir-fry them with pickled peppers instead."

"The pickled pepper shredded potatoes are sour, spicy, and refreshing, and they go perfectly with rice. However, our pickled peppers are also very spicy, and we can't handle too much of them."

It wasn't that she couldn't stand it, but rather that Qiaoqiao had to jump around and suffer while holding ice water in her mouth.

Upon hearing this, Qiaoqiao, who was digging in the ground nearby, suddenly looked up and said, "Sister, I want to eat pickled pepper shredded potatoes."

"Do them all."

Song Tan replied without hesitation: "The potatoes are from our own family, and Seventh Uncle is also from our family. We can make whatever we want to eat."

If you weren't so tired of it, you could even have a whole potato feast for lunch.

Both of them were satisfied.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments about Jinshan Temple.

Little Zhang, who had nothing, silently covered the precious potatoes with foam netting, no longer wanting to say anything.

He came to help out early in the morning, and he did indeed have a bit of a free meal in mind.

However, during the busy farming season, everyone usually starts working at four or five o'clock and doesn't go back to eat breakfast until after nine o'clock.

Now his stomach was empty, and he could hear Song Tan and Qiao Qiao singing in unison...

He didn't know how the viewers in the live stream managed to keep watching. All he knew was that he was staring at the raw potatoes, practically drooling with envy!
I really want to take a bite!

Just then, Qiaoqiao suddenly cried out, "Ouch!"

He held up a potato:

"Sister, this potato is sticking out a little bit; it got sunburned, and now its skin is green. What should we do?"

Potatoes that have been sun-dried like this, if they have a large area of ​​green, are basically inedible.

However, if there's only a little green, soaking it in water and boiling it shouldn't be a big problem.

But after all, it's about doing business.

Song Tan glanced at the quail egg-sized piece of greenish material and said, "Let's put this aside; we'll feed it to the pigs later."

When pig feed is mixed together in a large pot, how can you talk about toxicity without considering dosage?
They even sometimes eat it at home.

This was a very efficient solution, but the live stream audience wasn't happy about it.

Right now, the owner of this blind box is frantically scrolling through comments and bullet screens, with heartbreaking words practically leaping off the screen!

It was as if he would have missed out on the million-dollar prize if he had been a step later!
I don't mind!

Don't leave it aside, give it to me!

I swear I won't eat it!

I swear I won't hold you responsible if I have any problems after eating it.

I've taken a screenshot; you can record it yourself. Everyone, please help me record it!

I want this, don't just leave it aside...

[Waaaaah, my blind boxes!]

[The green potatoes they're selling are a limited edition, why can't I have them?! ugh!]

Seeing that the other party had gone mad, Song Tan finally looked up and saw him.

After a moment of bewilderment, she was speechless.

It wasn't that serious, she told Qiaoqiao to put it aside. It's just that some cooking novices mind this, and she wanted to save herself the trouble.

But since they've decided to take it, and they're opening blind boxes, not selling potatoes, we'll just send it to them.

Just for safety reasons—

She added solemnly, "We definitely won't send potatoes that have a larger green skin."

"Food safety is our top priority right now, please understand."

“Furthermore,” she laughed again:
"Isn't the thrill of opening blind boxes all about the excitement? Who says big green boxes aren't exciting too?"

Barrage:……

【Fine! Fine! You're just toying with us unlucky folks, aren't you?】

I was hoping for at least 3 pounds of potatoes this time! But there was this huge variable!

[Damn! This is even more exciting!]

[Oh no! I missed out on the first batch! Here's the link!]

[You guys are all after the potatoes, but I'm different; I'm just doing this for the blind boxes...]

No green skin, no green skin!

Everyone performed a series of rituals.

If it's a blind box, then it really doesn't matter. It's not a big deal if it's a little short.

These potatoes are so delicious, it would be heartbreaking to lose even a little bit of them.

Those potatoes were so disobedient; sometimes they rebelled and grew so much that they reached the surface of the soil...

Who can control this?
With such a large mountain, they can't possibly check every single tree and then re-cover them with soil, can they?
In short, despite the chatter, people were posting more comments on the screen, which boosted the popularity of the live stream.

Qiaoqiao had no idea that the little bit of green skin on the potato would attract so many comments.

He simply and happily dug up the next plant, and then said:

"This was buried so deep, there's no green!"

As we were talking, we heard another rustling sound.

Song Tan looked over upon hearing the sound and saw that Tie Lian, the full-time employee of the farm who could hold her ex-husband down with one hand, was also driving over in a tricycle.

"Huh? Didn't I hear it's been streaming for a while already? Why aren't there many potatoes?"

She watched as Qiaoqiao, wearing gloves, dug at the ground and couldn't help but laugh.
"Qiaoqiao, these potatoes were all planted on raised beds. If you're worried about scratching the potatoes, just gently run a hoe along the edge of the bed a couple of times. Isn't that much faster than digging them by hand?"

Song Tan laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, he's just imitating a puppy."

The puppy's actions, the puppy's happiness.

Qiaoqiao nodded, "That's a good way to dig. I'll dig slowly like this."

At the same time, she was also a little curious: "Auntie Tie, what are you doing up the mountain so early in the morning?"

Nowadays, with the hot weather, the employees' working hours are basically the same as those of the villagers.

At this moment, Tielian pointed to the tricycle: "I heard from Chen Chi this morning that you were live-streaming the sale of potatoes today. I thought there were quite a few people in the field, so I came over to collect the potato stalks and leaves."

Potato stalks and leaves contain some toxins, so they can't even be used to feed pigs.

They have so many large composting ponds on the other side of the riverbank, they won't even leave the wild grass on the mountain untouched, let alone these vast stretches of potato stalks.

But I never expected—

Tielian looked around, then at her empty tricycle, and then at the few lonely potato stalks scattered on the grass beside her...

"Forget it, I'll go weed the orchard instead." (End of Chapter)