Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 547 Buying Drawings

Yu Youkang asked, looking at the vegetables hanging alone in a dustpan.

"The third uncle took a jar and put it in a separate jar. That's the pickled cabbage we eat at home."

Seeing that they were already getting started, she stopped waiting for them and started to prepare the water for soaking the sour bamboo shoots.

Two large buckets of Jade Yao separated them. One bucket contained water with spiritual spring water added, and the other contained just well water.

"Mom, scoop the water from this bucket into the jar and cover the young bamboos by three or four inches."

When Yuyao saw that the water was filled, she immediately covered the altar with a lid, and then added water to the edge of the altar.

Now just wait for it to ferment well inside, and you can open it when the time is up.

"Yao Yao, why do you need to pour a circle of water outside?"

Yu Youshou asked curiously as he watched Yu Yao pour water to the side.

"This has a sealing effect, so that the outside air cannot enter and affect the changes of the young bamboos inside."

In fact, bamboo shoots can not only be eaten fresh and made into sour bamboo shoots, but can also be sliced ​​and dried to make dried bamboo shoots, so that when you want to eat them, you can soak them in water and fry them directly.

But now I’m going to finish the sour bamboo shoots first and do the rest slowly.

"Where to put these jars?"

"Put them all under the eaves of the kitchen, and then put them inside the house after we've all moved there."

Now there is no place at home that can put these jars, so I have to put them there temporarily.

"Yao Yao, you said you wanted this old house just to house these jars, right?"

Mr. Yu said with certainty.

Before, he couldn't figure out what his granddaughter wanted in this old house, but now he understood that she had already planned it.

"There really is nothing I can hide from Grandpa's discerning eyes. Yes, I want the old house just to house these jars. It takes some time to soak these sour bamboo shoots. You can't just put them all in the yard. This is also a precaution. It’s not like some people come in and peek in the middle of the night.”

Although she doesn't care, because it seems that they won't do it at the moment. Even if they accidentally find out, if they don't have a jar and don't have the amount of salt, they will only fail if they do it.

"Grandpa, if these sour bamboo shoots can be sold, I'm afraid we will be very busy by then, and our family will definitely not be able to handle it, so you can discuss this with the village chief. Just say that our family collects young bamboo. As for the price Let’s wait until we sell the first batch before making a decision.”

Mr. Yu thinks this is feasible. If it is true as the little granddaughter said, then they can use this money to make money for them.

"Okay, I'll just go to the village chief and talk to him then."

She actually wasn't worried about the sales of sour bamboo shoots, so she told her grandfather about it in advance.

"There is one more thing about Yaoyao. I met Grandpa Zhao yesterday when I went out. He told me something. Let me ask you what you mean."

Grandpa Zhao?
Yuyao went through her mind about who Grandpa Zhao was, and found some impressions.

"Grandpa, are you talking about Grandpa Zhao who made the stone mill for our family before?"

What did he want her for?
"it's him."

Mr. Yu glanced at his granddaughter and said directly: "He thought the furniture you drew were good and practical, so he asked if he could sell those drawings to him?"

Those furniture drawings he wants to buy?
I have to say that Grandpa Zhao really has some eyesight.

(End of this chapter)