Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 411 Chapter 410 : Kick Fly Out

Dried radishes that have been blown by the wind are more crisp. Song Qiu gathers them up and puts them in a large pottery basin. He is ready to knead and mix the seasonings to make delicious and refreshing dried radishes.

The seasoning required is also simple, but in this year, only her son can have it here, and that is chili noodles.

Song Qiu first used a small pair of nests to grind the peppercorns and dried chilies into powder, then added some sugar and salt, estimated the amount, put them together in a clay pot, and then used a pair of big wooden chopsticks to stir vigorously to let the seasoning and radish dry full and even.

After mixing it well, Song Qiu took a piece and gave it to the old Yuan who had been watching, "Taste the milk, how does it taste?"

Old Yuan's teeth are fine, and when she bit into a dried radish, it made a crunchy sound. Immediately, she gestured with her thumb, "It's delicious! This is really made of radish? Why is it so crispy? It's sweet and delicious. Spicy and delicious!"

Usually, the radishes they ate were cooked until they were soft and tasted like water. Why did they make the radishes so crispy and delicious when they were dried?
Old Yuan looked and looked, but still couldn't understand how this dried radish could do this?She can't think of it!

Song Qiu heard her grandma say it was delicious, so he picked up a piece and tasted it himself, um, the original radish these days, the dried radish is even more delicious!
Give her a chopstick, and she can fill a bowl full of rice!
Song Qiu was very satisfied with the dried radishes, and then put the seasoning on the dried radishes that had been spread out to dry, and mixed them out.

Turning around here, I decided to collect some more radishes to make dried radishes. The first one to be harvested, let's stick to the village first.

Therefore, when the villagers heard that Song Qiu was going to harvest radishes for food, let alone peppers and sweet potatoes, everyone was not surprised. Hearing that five cents was a basket, they hurried into their vegetable gardens. Started to pull the radishes.

Cabbage is also growing well this year, it’s okay to sell all the radishes, and cabbage can be eaten as a vegetable!
All of a sudden, the village was full of enthusiasm for pulling radishes, and they were busy all afternoon pulling them out, washing them, and sending them to the Song family before it was dark.

The vegetable garden of the Cao family also planted a lot of radishes. There is no other way. Radishes and cabbages are the cheapest and easy to grow. What to eat?

The vegetable garden was cleaned by Miao Xiang earlier, and the vegetables grew well, and the radishes were too much to eat. Did their family feed pigs and chickens?

Especially Mrs. Cao now has a few taels of silver in her hands. She has gone to Daji to buy a lot of rice and these back, and bought a large piece of meat and rubbed it with salt. I really don't want to eat this radish that I've been tired of eating for a long time.

Seeing that the villagers were harvesting radishes in full swing, she was also excited. Although she looked down on the price of only five yuan for a basket, she still kept it when she thought about it.

But if she had to wash it and send it to the Song family, she would be a little unhappy.

Hmph, now that the village is full, the Song family is the one she hates the most.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Cao asked Xiaocao to pull out all the radishes, wash them, and send them to the Song family with the villagers.

Xiaocao had been in the village for a few days and hadn't been out of Cao's yard. But with the villagers, she was able to find the way, and she pushed the cart and pulled a basket of radishes up the gentle slope.

Others in the village saw that she was too small to see her pushing a scooter, so they kindly helped her push it to Song's house.

All the way to Song's house, Song Qiu gave money in baskets, as long as the mud was cleaned, it didn't matter whether the basket was piled up or just appeared.

Fortunately, they are all from the same village, and everyone feels that if they say it is a basket, they are all full.

The ones from the Cao family were only half of the basket, compared to other people's, it really needed to be packed, at least it could hold a dozen or so radishes.

But Song Qiu saw Xiaocao coming alone, and didn't say much, and counted five cents to her.

Xiaocao took it and took it home carefully, but after a long time, she pushed another basket with great effort, it was the same as before, only more than half of the basket was not full, and there seemed to be a little less.

Song Qiu looked at it and asked, "How many baskets do you have at home? Why don't you send them all together?"

Xiaocao had never been in contact with Song Qiu, and in fact hadn’t had much contact with the villagers, so she was a little shy when she spoke, so she whispered, “There are still four or five baskets. I’m weak, and I can only push Come get a basket."

At this moment, Song Qiu has finished harvesting the radishes of other people in the village, and there are quite a few piled up in the yard. Hearing Xiaocao's words, Song Qiu doesn't think it's because of her weak strength that the basket is not full.

If Mrs. Cao doesn't show her face, how do you know she's not playing tricks.

This basket is less than the first basket, and her five cents are not money.

Song Qiu thought about it, and counted five cents to Xiaocao as usual, but said: "I have collected enough, I don't need it, and you don't need to send it to your house."

Xiaocao listened and didn't think too much about it. She honestly took the copper and went back to tell Mrs. Cao.

When Mrs. Cao heard this, she blew up, "No more? I still have four or five baskets here! She won't accept them, so I'll pile them all up, so let them rot!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and ran to Song's house angrily.

"I said girl of the Song family, I pulled out all the radishes in the vegetable garden because you said you wanted to harvest them! You must harvest them all! Otherwise, how would I put them away? The radishes will grow long in the soil, so pull them out! It can be kept for a few days! I can't eat it! You are so stupid, I will take it all!"

This tone, as if someone owed her.

Song Qiu had long seen Granny Cao's nose and eyes, and she didn't want to respect her as an elder for such a person.

"My yard is full of piles. I've collected enough. I won't accept it. Who told you not to order it together? Now it's not accepted anyway, so you can keep it and eat slowly!"

"Hey! I'll eat slowly? I can't resist the fact that it rots so quickly after eating it all! Anyway, I don't care! I've pulled out everything you said you wanted to collect, and you have to take it if you don't!" It looks like it's settled.

"I still have five baskets, a total of 25 Wen. If you give me the money, I'll send you all right away!" He spread his hands and asked Song Qiu for money.

Seeing her posture, Song Qiu couldn't help laughing, "Why? I accept it if I like it, and I don't accept it if I don't want it. I'm still busy and I don't have time to brag about you."

As he said that, he was about to carry the small box containing the copper plates into the house.

"You have to give me the money if you don't accept it!" Unexpectedly, Mrs. Cao rushed up, pretending to grab her money box.

Ah Ling on the side reacted quickly. Seeing that Mrs. Cao was going to bully her sister Ah Qiu, she kicked Mrs. Cao away subconsciously.

"Ouch!"

There was only a scream, and Mrs. Cao soared into the air, flew directly out of the gate of Song's courtyard, and smashed heavily on a pile of sheep dung like a dead dog.

It was pulled by the little grandson of the Zhao family just after herding the sheep on the mountain and leading the sheep home, and it was still warm!
Lihua covered her mouth in shock: Ah Ling is a Lianjiazi, so this won't kick old Mrs. Cao away, right?

A Ling: ... She has a sense of proportion, okay?

Song Qiu: Shouldn't the key point be that Mrs. Cao's face just hit the sheep dung?

Old Yuan and old Deng's faces were wrinkled in shock: ...

(End of this chapter)