Chapter 203: 202 Vegetable Picking Preparation [Please vote]
Chapter 203: 202 Vegetable Picking Preparation [Please vote]
Chapter 203 202. Preparation for Picking Vegetables [Please vote for me]
Huaiyu stood in the vegetable field with a basket and shouted to Zhou Qian who was still digging in the ground, "How many people are coming tonight?"
Zhou Qian stamped his feet and once again reminded the ivy to be honest, and then he finally said: "Twelve!"
Huaiyu thought about his appetite, then turned around and silently returned to the utility shed, replacing two large baskets.
For potatoes, dig out two holes first. I dug 14 potatoes as big as two fists.
For sweet potatoes, first plow the vines, cut off the overgrown and old vines, pick out the tender ones, tie them into five bundles with grass, and put the rest on the ground. Big and two cubs will take them with them. The chickens are here to eat.
If the soybeans are not yet ripe, there is no need to rush to induce the birth. After all, everyone knows that the soybeans nowadays are unpalatable, so there is no need to be too conspicuous.
Half a basket of red and green peppers.
Cucumbers also have to be packed into half a basket, and five old bright yellow cucumbers as thick as calves have to be picked. Whether they are stir-fried with peppers or stewed, they are delicious.
She also has to pack a dozen eggplants. The eggplants she grows are plump purple eggplants that are not big in size but have good meat quality. Huaiyu thought about producing a batch of pickled eggplants in two days, which should be put into winter.
tomato! This one is not completely red on the branches, but red with greenish yellow, but it does not affect eating at all. Anyway, Huaiyu is eaten as a fruit.
Otherwise there is no other hope. Nowadays, in the whole land, only the row of small peach trees not far from the pond are considered fruit trees, but even if Huaiyu works hard to promote them, they can only grow 1m high branches.
When it bears fruit, the year of the monkey and the month of the horse have passed.
However, Zhou Qian is now her neighbor. If she is bolder and uses her powers more, it should be fine, right?
Well, I’ll remind you again tomorrow.
After picking twenty or thirty tomatoes, the two baskets were already full.
Huaiyu stared at it for a long time, then finally turned back and picked up another basket. If you were a big eater like Zhou Qian, two baskets might not be enough.
Then they dug out more than a dozen iron rods of yams. I wonder if they brought any meat. These were stewed in the broth. They were stewed until they were soft and crumbled when touched. After melting, the soup should be delicious.
A pile of peanuts was also pulled out. The moist soil was carrying tender and creamy yellow peanuts. Huaiyu skillfully pulled the branches and leaves of the peanuts on the ground and knocked the mud off. Then he sat on the ridge of the field and pulled and pulled, and harvested again. A small half basket of peanuts.
"Hemp house, red tent, and a fat white man living inside..."
While I was patting the mud, I suddenly saw a field mouse looking over with a stern look:
"Oda!"
Huaiyu was pleasantly surprised: "I haven't seen you for a long time."
But considering that she used to go out early and come back late, Xiaotian wouldn't come to see her at night. It's normal if he didn't see her, but he was at home every day during this period...
"Oh, are you afraid to show up when you see a stranger?"
Last time I met Lin Xuefeng at night, the other party made a hamster wheel for it with water, trapped it in it and ran around, and it took a long time for the water curtain to disperse.
I don’t know whether Oda was happy or not, but Huaiyu later found a pink plastic running roller in the junk pile and put it in the hole where it used to be.
There is no other way, Xiaotian is shy, and her new family still refuses to take her to see it.
Huaiyu generously grabbed a handful of tender peanuts from the basket and handed them out: "Do you want me to dry them for you?"
"By the way, Zhou Qian is not a bad person. I told him that I have a vole friend and he won't stop talking."
"But don't go to his house to steal anything! Otherwise, if he beats you to death, then I can only forgive him!"
Xiaotian stood up on the spot, his round eyes widening even further. "Zhizhizhi" he yelled indiscriminately, as if he was scolding someone very dirty.
But Huaiyu doesn’t understand!
So she grabbed another handful of peanuts and handed them over: "Do you want me to shell them for you? This one won't be dried in the sun, so don't put it in your nest."
Xiaotian was really angry, but there were too many peanuts in front of him! And it's still so fresh, and the mutation value is so low, it's a hundred times better than the ones he kept in his nest before!
Of course, it doesn't know that what is in front of it is all created by the two handfuls in its nest. But in short, Xiaotian, who had seen the world, was comforted. Now he looked at the two big handfuls of peanuts in front of him and was instantly dumbfounded.
After a while, he quickly left with one in his mouth. Not long after, another group of voles, one large, two small, and three followed behind.
Huaiyu blinked: "Did you solve your rat problem so quickly?"
"But only two children are born at one time. Isn't it strange that your family is useless?"
This is such a heart-wrenching word!
Oda yelled angrily again.
Sometimes it acts very smart and understands human speech, but most of the time it acts stupid. Huaiyu doesn't know whether it has mutated or what it has mutated into.
But looking at the two little voles that were obviously curious, she thought to herself that this was probably a mutation in fertility.
After all, how can a field mouse work so hard for a living and yet only give birth to two in a litter?
The Xiaotian family began to carry the goods busily, while Huaiyu patted the mud on his hands and went to the field to pick a large handful of vegetables.
Finally, a layer of cowpeas is piled on top of the basket, and there are three baskets of outstanding vegetables. It should be enough for a dozen big eaters, right?
By the time she finished cleaning up the sweet potato vines that had been overturned, it was already 4:00 in the afternoon. With the arrival of summer, the days had become longer. The sun was still bright and dazzling. When Zhou Qian came over to take a look, he couldn't help but Stunned.
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"So many dishes?"
"yes!"
Huaiyu said helplessly: "You can eat a big pot full of it by yourself."
Zhou Qian couldn't laugh or cry: "That's because I have a biological prosthesis, which requires a lot of energy supply. Ordinary people..."
He shut his mouth.
Because of high-intensity training and the lack of nutrients in today's food, each of them actually eats an amazing amount of food. Huaiyu prepares so many dishes, but it should be able to fill everyone's stomach.
So he said nothing more. Huaiyu needed two hands to exert strength, and he stumbled around carrying the big basket while holding back his red face, grunting, and carrying one in each hand:
"I'll take these back by bike first."
A bracket was tied to the back seat, a basket was hung on both ends, and I rode to my home naturally and smoothly.
—The long legs are really amazing.
Huaiyu was full of envy.
And she went back to the house to tidy up, thinking about the dried pheasant meat she had saved, and after struggling for a long time, she brought another half of the pot.
There are only three pots in total. Half of the pots have been eaten during this period. Now I can only give half of the pots. More!
But it still hurts to give it away!
If she hadn't thought about other opportunities on the highway in the future, she really couldn't be so generous.
When Zhou Qian came to pick her up again on his bicycle, he looked at the meat in the stainless steel basin and couldn't help crying or laughing:
"I told you they would bring meat..."
Update 1: After sleeping for ten minutes, I got up with difficulty.
It’s the last day of the month, please give me a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
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