Chapter 275 274. A bumper harvest of melon seeds
After dinner, Zhou Qian drove to the hillside they had climbed before to collect tree trunks - if the collection was not enough, he would probably have to go to Jinyuan Community to ask if there was anyone who could make mushroom buns.
Huaiyu went into the vegetable field with a basket in hand. After three or four days of not picking them up, another batch of vegetables had already matured! In the past, she would have hurriedly picked the vegetables early in the morning and then hurriedly transported them to the market.
But now that I have a car, I can go anywhere and anytime, and my pace of life has immediately become more relaxed.
By the way, she also wanted to bring two ginsengs to Boss Tang and Uncle Zaozi - of course, they were the ordinary ginsengs that she had helped to produce.
As for whether Uncle Zaozi would find out that he was the one who sold these ginsengs...the difference between the two is so huge that it should be impossible to tell.
Even if he saw it, it didn't matter! Uncle Zaozi knew that she lived in the Rose Corridor, and the wood-type ability to stimulate ginseng growth was not a rare ability.
You have to know that 70% of the wood-related abilities are concentrated in plantations across the country, which is not worth mentioning.
She thought about her plan, and then thought about how she and Zhou Qian together could not even save 4,000 points, so she decided to sell vegetables! Everything else was a surprise, only selling vegetables was a stable job.
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The whole summer passed slowly like this, and by the time the autumn leaves turned yellow and the sky turned frosty and dewy, Huaiyu's home had become very different.
There was no change inside the house, except that the big hole in the corner where Kuang Biao had once drilled out of the bamboo shoots was now occupied by a layer of large elm yellow mushrooms.
Huaiyu was very unhappy about this, and she even said that she could go get a bag of cement to cover it up, but the elm mushroom promised to give them more native spore powder in the future...
In short, for Zhou Qian's combat effectiveness and also because he was worried that the elm yellow mushroom itself would have a hard time surviving the winter at the foot of the mountain, Huai Yu finally accepted it.
The only one injured was Kuang Biao——
"Why can it do it but I can't? My bamboo shoots grow tall and straight, they are obviously more supportive than this one!"
Huaiyu got angry when he heard this: "Standing tall and straight? Yes! The ground is broken, and if you break the roof, you won't need me to water the plants when it rains, right?"
"Also, you are a bamboo who knows how to date a girlfriend, but I am a girl, how can I let you watch me sleep? You are shameless! Perverted and stinky kid!"
Humph! Kuang Biao felt even more aggrieved: "We are not of the same species... You are a person... Well, actually I don't think you are a person, but you are indeed a person. How can I be interested in a person?"
Great! Huaiyu got even angrier! He steamed a whole pot of bamboo tube rice that day.
And outside——
The green vegetables have already been replaced by vegetables suitable for autumn, and the peppers have gradually become sparse, but the bright red chili peppers and red pointed peppers have become particularly eye-catching.
The cowpea vines that were once as big as pythons are now gradually withering, with only a few young cowpeas sprouting from the vines to make a pot of dish every two or three days.
It won’t be long before these have to be pulled out and replaced with the seedlings grown by Qiubo.
The soybeans and mung beans on the other side had already matured. When Zhou Qian harvested them and laid them out to dry, the occasional crackling sound of the pods bursting was particularly pleasant to the ear...
After the weather turned cooler, the bamboo tunnel was filled with a whole row of jars of sauces, pickled vegetables, and various dried vegetables... Huaiyu had even made up his mind to make some bacon, cured pork chops, sausages, etc. after the temperature dropped again.
When the time comes, they will be hung in rows above, cool, dry and ventilated, with a relatively stable temperature, and there will be Kuang Biao and Qiangwei Corridor to guard them together - wow! There is simply no place in the world safer than this.
At this moment, she walked around outside and looked up at the roof. When she saw Zhou Qian carefully stepping on the roof ridge, holding up a sunflower disk as big as a millstone in both hands, she couldn't help but hold her breath -
The sunflower seeds are finally ripe and dried!
The only bad thing is that I shouldn't have planted the sunflowers behind the house to save trouble and cover them up. Although it is a little distance away from the house and does not affect the lighting, who can blame Kuang Biao for making him so angry?
In short, Xiaokui is beautiful and refuses to fall in love.
Not only was he not in love with it, he also despised it - in fact, when the sunflower seeds were ripe, Huaiyu wanted to ask if he could just cut them off - because the sunflower had not accumulated enough energy this year and would not be able to survive the winter.
Huaiyu could have been induced to give birth again, but it refused.
If they can't survive the winter, they can't survive the winter. This is the case with plants that produce many seeds! As long as one seed takes root and sprouts next year, it will be another version of itself. There is no difference.
It hasn't mutated too much, it's just growing vigorously, which is satisfying enough.
So, if Huaiyu wants to eat melon seeds, he can. Just save a few seeds and plant them next year.
It doesn’t matter if you cut it down and dry it. The day the seeds mature is the day it falls into dormancy, and the plant itself no longer has any vitality.
However, as Kuang Biao's neighbor, it took so much effort to grow taller than the bamboo. Even if it is cut down to dry the flower disk, it cannot be placed lower than it!
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
This is Xiaokui's dignity! What can Huaiyu do about this? She had to wave her hand and said, "Okay, I won't cut the flower head. Don't let it supply nutrients after it goes dormant. Just let it dry naturally."
Fortunately, the autumn was dry and there was no rain, otherwise even if Xiaokui was unwilling, she would have quickly cut down the flower disk.
In short, Zhou Qian now stood on the roof and took great pains to hook the flower disc down. He also had to be very careful not to let the dried melon seeds fall. It was indeed a big project.
But now that they have moved down, the two of them are surprised when they stare at the flower plates as big as millstones.
I originally thought that if the seeds were particularly large, they would lose their souls when I cracked them. But it turned out that except for the flower disk of Xiaokui, the others were all normal size.
Twenty or thirty flower plates as big as millstones were neatly placed at the door. The two men found a piece of plastic film and spread it on the ground. They turned the flower plates upside down and tapped them gently with wooden sticks. At the same time, they couldn't help but fantasize: "Brother Zhou Qian, eating melon seeds after the New Year's Eve dinner must be especially delicious!"
Zhou Qian originally had no interest in melon seeds as snacks, but six years after the disaster, white steamed buns became a staple food, and he hadn't seen melon seeds in several years.
He thought for a while, then said solemnly: "Stir-fry the original flavor, and then stir-fry the salty flavor. Do you know how to make the black plum flavor?"
As I was speaking, I heard two car horns honking on the side of the road.
Zhou Qian raised his eyebrows: "Someone is coming."
Huai Yu was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "Did Boss Tang send Gao Ming over? I just cleaned his house yesterday, and it's even more shabby than yours, Brother Zhou Qian!"
Update 2, good night. Writing furiously next door!
That's right, I used the time magic! Gao Ming settled down and set off for the wilderness as expected.