slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 120
The villagers went home one after another. Before leaving, every household brought a watermelon back. Cang Hai, Ping An, and Shi Wei started to clean up the kitchen.

Pingan led the ugly donkey back to the barn, while Canghai took out the melon seeds, put them in a basin and began to wash the melon seeds, preparing to wash the soil and sticky melon juice on the melon seeds Take it off, wash it and cook it with the ingredients, take it out and dry it and prepare it for frying.

Shi Wei was holding a plate, and put all the watermelon rinds thrown down by the big guy on the table into the basin.

"What about the melon rinds?" Shi Wei held a big basin full of melon rinds, firstly, she didn't know where to throw it, and secondly, it was a bit difficult to carry such a big basin with her strength.

Cang Hai turned his head and took a look, took his hands out of the basin, grabbed a towel and wiped his hands, then walked to the edge of the table and picked up the melon skin basin: "I'm going to use this to feed chickens and pigs. Yes, it would be a pity to throw it away for nothing.”

Seeing Cang Hai holding the basin alone, Shi Wei reached out and grabbed one side of the basin, so the basin changed from Cang Hai carrying it alone to two people carrying it.

The two carried the melon basin to the side of the chicken coop, Cang Hai signaled Shi Wei to let go, and took the melon basin and threw the melon rind in it forward.

"Du... Duh... Duh!" Shi Wei gently aroused the chickens.

The chickens of Cang Hai’s family are all free-range now, and the door of the chicken coop is not closed even at night, so now the chickens can be said to be running all over the ground, but when they heard Shi Wei’s aggressive call, they immediately rushed to Shi Wei ran over here.

The nearest chicken arrived first, and immediately found the watermelon rind on the ground, and quickly pecked it up. In the blink of an eye, the entire watermelon rind was surrounded by chickens.

"Chickens seem to like watermelon rinds very much." Shi Wei saw that every chicken was full of food, so she turned her head and said to Cang Hai.

Cang Hai smiled and said, "That's for sure!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at his own chicken, and said with satisfaction: "These chickens will be ready to eat in a few days, so as not to have to go to the town to buy a chicken in the future."

While Cang Hai was talking, a few pigs in the family ran over with a trot, and while humming, the black earth pigs squeezed the chickens away with their heads, and snatched them with their big bodies. The best position is to hang your head and mix with the chickens, gnawing on the melon rind.

Chickens eat melon rinds by pecking them, but pigs just bite. One piece of melon rind enters their mouths before they take a few mouthfuls.

At this moment, the geese in Cang Hai's family appeared out of nowhere and joined the food grabbing team. The whole door of the chicken coop suddenly became lively. A strong pastoral atmosphere came out.

"Wow, they are too edible." Shi Wei went down with a large bowl of watermelon, and within a short while, one-third of them were eaten by these things, and she couldn't help but sighed.

Cang Hai smiled and said: "If you don't eat fast, you will be hungry. How could these guys not rush to eat?"

These poultry in Cang Hai’s family are hardly fed food now, only once a day, this is because Cang Hai is not happy to eat the food that has been harmed by rats in the circle, if there is no such crop, Cang Hai will not be able to feed it. Hello.

"I don't feed enough, I can't get enough to eat every day." Shi Wei also thought of this, so she said to Cang Hai: "You are so petty, you are reluctant to feed food. Uncle Wei feeds you twice a day. Every time it’s a small pot, you only have two or three bowls here, look how hungry they are all!”

"You don't understand this. If I used to be sure to feed you, but this year is different. Look at the mountains and plains are full of grass, and the grass is full of insects. As long as you work hard, you can't get enough. These things, you If you feed them all the time, they will not look for food. I feed them this way to save food and exercise them. This is not to save food, but to make their meat more delicious. It is said that free-range chickens are expensive.”

As soon as Cang Hai opened his mouth, he found a good reason for himself.

Shi Wei didn't believe it, she really knew Cang Hai too well, she curled her lips when she heard this, and didn't answer Cang Huo's words.

Cang Hai picked up the basin and patted it, and patted all the pieces of melon rind in the basin on the ground, and then said to Shi Wei: "Let's go, let's go back and eat fried watermelon seeds tomorrow."

"Why is this thing going to be fried for a day tomorrow?" Shi Wei turned around and followed Cang Hai up the slope.

"This thing has to be boiled first, and then dried in the sun after cooking, and then it can be fried after drying the water outside. The process is quite time-consuming. Forget it, it's useless to tell you now, wait. You'll know when I fry it..." Cang Hai said while walking home with a basin.

When he arrived at the kitchen at home, Ping An was already standing by the sink and took over washing the melon seeds. It seemed that his melon seeds were almost washed.

Cang Hai likes peace, there is life in his eyes, unlike many people who belong to the donkey, they don’t know how to do the work in front of them, and they have to open their mouths to know.

Pingan washes the melon seeds, while Canghai prepares the ingredients for cooking the melon seeds, such as Chinese prickly ash, star anise, cinnamon, etc., are all put into a small bowl. Cang Hai poured the washed melon seeds and spices into the pot, added some water, covered the pot and started to cook the melon seeds.

"How about the melons in the melon field?" Cang Hai asked with his mouth open.

There were so many people Cang Hai didn't come to ask urgently, now there are only three people left, so Cang Hai opened his mouth to ask about the situation of the melon fields.

While cooking the pot, Ping An said: "The melons are not too ripe now, but the melons will be half cooked in at most ten days."

Shi Wei listened to it, and asked casually, "Is the watermelon sold when it's ripe?"

"This melon will only be sold when it is ripe, as long as it is not cut open, it can last for a month," Cang Hai said.

These things are not introduced by Cang Hai, but the words given by the tree of life. The tree of life is like an encyclopedia for the plants within its own control range, and the watermelon is not yet qualified to escape its control.

"Then when are you going to sell melons?" Shi Wei asked.

Cang Hai replied directly without thinking: "Next week, like next Thursday, pick melons, and then transport them to Shanghai to sell. By the way, it may take two, three weeks or even a month to go to Shanghai next week. , you are at home safe and sound, helping to take care of these things at home is also very simple, just don’t let wild beasts steal the chickens at home, and the rest doesn’t matter.”

After thinking about it again, Cang Hai said to Shi Wei: "I forgot, there is one more thing to trouble you, you can also help me to keep an eye on the two kilns and two newly opened bathrooms at home, the materials are just right , you have to let them be more precise in construction."

Shi Wei smiled and said: "Don't worry, I know, I have been paying attention to the decoration, anyway, don't you have a layout plan, I will just follow the above requirements to see it, if it is not possible, I will let Li Fang came over to take a look, he knows what he does in this line of work.”

"Okay!" Cang Hai nodded in satisfaction after hearing what Shi Wei said.

"Will our melons be easy to sell when it arrives?" Ping An was a little worried.

Cang Hai said confidently, "What's not to sell? Our melons don't taste good?"

"Delicious is delicious, but one of our melons is too big for a family to eat. Even two families have to eat together. For a family of three or four in the city, this melon has to be eaten." Don't eat for three days," Ping An said.

Cang Hai smiled and said, "Boy, can you think of all of this?"

Hearing this, Pingan scratched his cheeks embarrassedly: "Second brother, I didn't say that, I heard third grandma say it when I came back."

Cang Hai laughed and said: "It's okay, if we can't eat one, can we cut it up and sell it? I'm going to contact the supermarket after I go to Shanghai. I guess they will be interested in such a good melon. I'm going to set up a stall on the street to sell, I don't believe we can't sell such good melons!"

Now I am full of confidence in my own watermelon Canghai. It is a trivial matter to think that my own watermelon is more than ten yuan more expensive than ordinary melons.

Shi Wei looked at Cang Hai and said, "How many melons are you planning to bring to the capital at the beginning?"

"Take away the ripe ones. What are you doing at home? If you want to eat them, wait until there are ripe ones in the field for two days and pick them yourself. I can't let all the villagers pick them up. I won't let you eat them?" Cang Hai said cheerfully.

The three of them were chatting in the kitchen when suddenly a chicken flapped its wings and flew past the kitchen.

Cang Hai raised his head inadvertently, and swallowed when he saw the chicken flying past: "Second Grandma Li's chicken is really fat!"

Shi Wei asked: "How do you know this is the chicken from Second Grandma Li's house?"

The chicken flew over very fast, before Shi Wei could see the chicken clearly, it flew past her eyes.

The boy Pingan also saw it clearly, and opened his mouth and said: "Every family's chickens have marks, and the second grandma Li's family has red potion on their backs, so you can tell it at a glance."

"Fat chicken, I really want to kill it and fry it." Cang Hai said while watching the back of the chicken flying past.

A small part of Cang Hai’s chickens was removed, and most of them were killed last year. The rest are old hens and a few big roosters. Although Cang Hai wants to eat, he can’t.The families of the villagers are different. They have many adult chickens in their homes, and almost every family has hatched some chickens in autumn. Now this is the time when those chickens grow up. Cang Hai drools.

Could it be that Cang Hai’s family doesn’t have any chickens? These days Cang Hai also bought chickens from the town, but those chickens tasted different from the chickens in the village. In Canghai's feeling, it is always worse than the chickens in the village, let alone compared with Canghai's own chickens.

Cang Hai looked at the chicken and sighed, but he didn't notice a small figure sneaking out.

(End of this chapter)