Her Farming Life With A Bandit

Into the early summer, the day will be hot up, fortunately, the peach Bay is also cool. However, because it's late in the evening, and the lotus leaves on the other side of the river bank are so beautiful, people in the village often like to take their children to the other side of the river bank for a stroll after lunch.

There are also old people who will chatter and gossip in the past. The whole village is leisurely and comfortable.

Last year, several families who planted tea fields with Lin Baozhu got good results. A whole season of winter tea has been picked, and the potato eggs under the tea tree have been sold to Zhang Ji's food workshop. There are also a few hanging beans, also got a good price. Compared with previous years, farming without day or night is much stronger.

Some people think that those beans are not worth money. They don't accept Zhang Ji's copperplate. You know, in previous years, those beans were just ground tofu. Even if they were boiled soybean milk, few people were rare. Let alone to sell to the grain industry, it is a cheap sale at all.

Now it's different. Since Zhang Ji began to buy the grain in the village, no matter which is the same, they have never suffered a loss.

The rest of the family, looking forward to it, soon found Lin Baozhu in front of them, thinking to say, also let their own follow the planting of tea trees. Lin Baozhu naturally had to. Thinking that she was not well enough now, she left the rest to master Dong of the tea garden.

Now, even the most stubborn people in the village who feel Lin Baozhu's playfulness are not making any sarcastic remarks. Instead, they follow master Dong closely and study hard. No one can get by with silver. Growing grain, no matter whether it's rice or wheat, can't make up for a season a year. The income of tea is high. They can still calculate this account clearly.

Not to mention how the village is now in full swing to plant tea, but outside, people in those villages with all kinds of fruits and vegetables are beginning to remember Zhang Ji of taoshuwan. You know, in the past years, when they sold vegetables, fruits and vegetables, they mostly sent them to restaurants. If they could sell the rest in the market, they would sell them. If they could not sell them, they would rot at home.

But since Zhang Ji's eating workshop began to harvest fruits and vegetables, their life has improved a lot. By the end of the year, everyone will be happy and happy. I wish I could say more good words from Zhang Ji.

And those things, Lin Baozhu is now basically not care about. Now, if she had nothing to do, in the evening, she would often go for a stroll over the lotus pond on the beach, not only to pass the time, but also to her baby. I'm just worried that the villagers are not used to it, so every time I go out, I only take Mama Liu and Daya qingqinghongmei. One is to play, and the other is not to stir up the crowd. The rest of the girls, if they like to play, just go alone. Now taoshuwan knows that they are with Lin Baozhu, so naturally they won't refuse to go.

Fortunately, several servant girls looked at the rules, but they were all from poor families, and they were not lonely or arrogant. In addition, what they said was rare outside, so the villagers, especially the women, liked to talk with several servant girls.

Looking at the budding lotus, feeling the slight cool wind blowing, the sound of the lotus leaves brushing, somehow, Lin Baozhu suddenly thought of the hot and sour lotus tip. In other words, the lotus root is also called the lotus root tip. Some people call it the lotus root belt. It's the stem where the lotus root is connected with the tender lotus leaf. When she ate it in her previous life, she felt crispy, watery and delicious. It can be said that it has endless aftertaste.

In the summer of last year, she also asked about it, but she didn't find anyone to sell lotus roots. Later, after asking sister-in-law Cui, I realized that even if they had grown lotus roots in the puddle, they had never been willing to pick lotus shoots. First, I haven't heard of it. Second, even if I know, I'm reluctant to give up. You know, if you pick the lotus root tip, the lotus root harvest will be less. Which lotus root farmer is willing to do such a bad job? Who doesn't know that if you go to the stem, the lotus root will not grow.

At that time, she also felt some regret, but looking at how many lotus flowers are blooming in the distance, it must be the right time to pick lotus shoots today. With this thought, she would go back and ask Wang Dakui to pick some lotus roots the next day. After thinking about it, I feel that if I go to play in such a large lotus pond, I have to be happy. I just go back and ask shi Dayong to help me buy a boat. If I have nothing to do in my spare time, I also go to pick lotus to enjoy the flowers. It must be a good taste.

Now it's getting hot, so the old men are not afraid of the cold water in the lotus pond. As soon as Lin Baozhu wanted to eat lotus root tips, Wang Dakui asked several people to dig them up. Thinking that his wife seldom spoke, and the doctor in the village said lotus root tips were also good for pregnancy, Wang Dakui dug out a basket.

Looking at the side of the villagers, looking at that section of tender white has not yet grown into the lotus root tip, but very distressed. It would be wonderful if it grew up. But they think it's a pity, but the people waiting on the side are still busy sending a basket of lotus root tips to the Zhangjia kitchen.

Originally, Lin Baozhu wanted to cook by herself. Many times, she didn't practice. She felt that her cooking skills were unfamiliar. However, seeing her sharp posture of washing vegetables and washing pots is really frightening. Qiuniang and sister Cui quickly persuade people to the side and repeatedly say that they will do it.Fortunately, both sisters in law are used to cooking. They have cooked with Lin Baozhu before. They also know Lin Baozhu's taste and habits. In addition, with Lin Baozhu at the edge of the guidance, not for a while spicy lotus root tip out of the pot.

Since her pregnancy, Lin Baozhu likes to eat both sour and spicy food, and has a strong taste. If it was just a normal meal, she would find it hard to swallow. Looking at the spicy lotus root tip, she instructed them to make fried meat and stir fry. Compared with that, the taste was a little lighter. She also heard aunt Ma say that if she only ate heavy food, she was afraid that the child would be angry in the future.

Anyway, no matter whether it's reasonable or not, it's about children. She still keeps some in mind.

"Qiuniang, there are a lot of lotus shoots. We can't finish them. You can leave some to make a cold lotus shoot. I'll send the rest to Li Zhengshu's house for a taste... "Lin Baozhu glanced at the lotus root tip in the basket. If it's out of water and there's no place to refrigerate, it won't take long to eat. At the moment, taoshuwan doesn't even have an icehouse. It doesn't have the conditions to refrigerate at all. It's better to send it to every family to have a taste. It's also personal at that time.

Autumn Niang asked clear practice, ah should next. Although madam is young, her cooking skills are excellent. The dishes made according to the way she said are different from those made by her own family.

Thinking about this, she couldn't help laughing with her sister-in-law Cui, who naturally agreed with her.

Looking at the lotus root tip in the boiling water slightly changed color, qiuniang quickly fished it out, then poured some special pickled peppers into it, and finally put sesame oil to add color to the vegetables. Think of just the madam specially enjoin, want to put some white sugar slightly to taste son, naturally she also followed to do.

Sure enough, when the sugar was stirred in, the lotus root tip, which was just spicy and slightly pickled, was more delicious. Besides, the color is better.

Lin Baozhu began to ponder whether he could sell the lotus shoots. Although it will reduce the yield of lotus root, but more importantly, everyone thinks so, so now no matter whether it is in the market or in the pub, there is no lotus root tip.

After thinking about it, she mentioned it when she asked Shi Dayong to help find a boat. Zhang xiuniang listened to this, a face of meat pain, so many lotus root do not let good long, how much loss ah. What's more, she hasn't heard of it. Some people eat lotus root tips. Although they taste good, can they be sold?

However, although she felt that it was impossible, she didn't say anything discouraging. Baozhu has seen and read more than herself. She has seen the world in the capital. She can do business more than herself. Looking at the past, she thought it was impossible. Didn't renbaozhu make everything?

"Maybe it can be done. Let's talk about it first. If it's done, let's go into the water and dig the lotus roots. If we don't reach an agreement, it won't hinder us. At most, we have lost several lotus roots. " Shi Dayong, after all, is running more outside. His mind is more flexible and his vision is wider than when he first came out of the Yamen. So as soon as Lin Baozhu said it, he felt sensitively that this business could be tried.

Seeing Shi Dayong's reply, Lin Baozhu said with a smile: "lotus root tip is really rare, and its price is naturally more expensive than ordinary lotus root. I calculated it carefully at that time. According to the weight, a kilo of lotus root tip is at least three times more expensive than lotus root." After a pause, she said with a smile, "I calculated the price of lotus root sold occasionally in the market in autumn and winter in the past few years. On average, it costs as much as 30 Wen per kilo. Naturally, it must include the boat and horse expenses of those lotus root vendors, as well as those rotten after the lack of mud and water along the way, so we can put down some of the prices appropriately... "

As early as when he decided to grow lotus, Lin Baozhu made it clear that there was no lotus in Taoxi county or even Beiqi Prefecture. Occasionally, there are lotus root vendors, who also send them from the south. In autumn and winter, fresh things are rare. In addition, there are no fresh lotus roots here, so they sell them all the way. Naturally, the price is raised again and again.

But now Zhangjia has its own lotus pond, and there is a lot of land per mu. In addition, it is supplied nearby, so whether it is from the fare or to share the rotten losses, it is much better than those lotus peddlers.

Several people had a detailed discussion. The cashier and Daya took an abacus in their hands. They saw their fingers flying and their abacus beads rattling. Finally, they got the reserve price of lotus root tip and lotus root. As long as the lotus root tip can guarantee 30 Wen per Jin, Zhang Ji can make a profit.