Chapter 552: Livestream Time Not Enough

It wasn't until then that everyone wiped their sweat: "It's such a hot day, it should be dried in two days, right?"

Song Tan was also full of expectation: "When the time comes, it should be very sweet to eat as dried sweet potatoes, right? How much can be dried? Can it be sold?"

Seventh Uncle was unhurried: "What's the rush, it has to be steamed and dried again after being dried. We'll talk about it when the time comes."

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as the next meal isn't pumpkin.

It was already past nine o'clock, it was too hot to do anything, everyone tacitly returned to the living room to lie flat.

Yan Ran's mouth was still chattering with praise: "Aunt, did you choose the sofa at home? The color is so bright."

"Is it?" Wu Lan didn't quite like the ones without flowers blooming and wealth, and couldn't hang the cross-stitch of grand exhibition, and the main color was white... so plain!

Rainbow-colored striped old coarse cloth bed sheets as sofa covers, look, this is bright! And it's dirt-resistant and easy to wash, isn't it more practical than the Morandi or cream-colored sofa underneath!

Song Tan didn't say anything either, just assuming the sofa cover couldn't be removed and the sofa seller didn't give three-color replacements—her mother was right, this old coarse cloth could be thrown into the washing machine with a pull, it was indeed convenient.

Anyway, the colors at home were light, and although a rainbow-colored sofa was a little abrupt, it wasn't ugly.

It was Qiao Qiao who picked up his phone: "Sister, the livestream sent me a message."

Zhang Yanping wasn't there, so Song Tan had to take over the livestream, at this moment taking the phone and looking—

"Hello, your livestream time this month..."

In short, today is 7.31, and the livestream time is still 2 hours short.

Qiao Qiao was annoyed: "Forgot to broadcast when peeling pumpkins just now."

Song Tan comforted him: "It's okay, you go to the mountain and set up the phone, just broadcast the excavator, I think everyone still loves watching."

Qiao Qiao shook his head: "No, no, it's too hot on the mountain, the phone is so hot."

That's true, the excavator's efficiency was top-notch, it started working yesterday, and going up the mountain this morning, it was found that a large piece had been leveled, there was no shade nearby, the sun was shining directly, the phone was really unbearable.

It was Wu Lan who remembered: "Aren't there many rotten pumpkins? It's hot recently, the pigs eat less, Qiao Qiao, why don't you cut them to feed the pigs, I think your fans are not picky."

Really better to raise than piglets, broadcast whatever they watch... sigh! Why didn't she have more fans?

This was said... Song Tan didn't know if this pumpkin was to feed the pigs or the fans.

"(⊙o⊙) Wow!" It was Qiao Qiao who was pleasantly surprised: "Right, right! Big pigs eating, they love watching!"

After speaking, he carried the basket and went into the house to load pumpkins.

Across the room, he could still hear Seventh Uncle's complaint: "You use a hundred jin to feed the pigs? I was planning to make pumpkin buns and pumpkin cakes to freeze tomorrow..."

Qiao Qiao was no longer the Qiao Qiao who said whatever he was told, at this moment, while happily picking rotten pumpkins to load into the basket, he answered Seventh Uncle:

"It doesn't matter, there are many on the mountain. Seventh Uncle, are you making them tomorrow? Then I'll pick them early tomorrow morning! Do you want tender ones or old ones?"

Seventh Uncle:...

Forget it, pumpkin cakes and such aren't urgent. The freezer is full, and everyone hasn't been willing to eat them recently.

"Leave them on the vine." He said listlessly.

Qiao Qiao was truly realistic, thinking that the big pigs were several hundred jin now, and it was hot, they were all arching and sleeping in the forest every day, so he carried a full basket of pumpkins, took the kitchen knife that was used at home (now eliminated by Seventh Uncle), and happily went up the mountain in the sun.

"This silly child..."

Wu Lan was also helpless, it's so hot, wouldn't it be fine to feed the pigs in the evening? Instead, she turned her head and remembered one thing: "Tan Tan, tell Xiao Zhang, can you bring two packets of radish seeds when you come over in these two days? It's time to sow autumn radishes."

"On such a hot day?" Song Tan hesitated.

Wu Lan was also tangled: "Yes, it's too hot this year... still sow them, it's the season, it's already into the dog days, maybe it will be hotter next month."

"Okay!" Song Tan took out her phone: "I'll send him a message."

Professor Song was listening on the side, suddenly startled:

"Don't rush, don't rush! I have radish seeds!"

Of course, there are none now, but he knows where there are!

Then the question comes: "Do you want white radishes or red radishes? Spicy radishes or sweet radishes? Do you want those big radishes, or smaller ones?"

Seventh Uncle also couldn't care about the pumpkins, hurriedly rushed in: "All want, all want! Song Tan, you plant more! Radish greens are so delicious when pickled!"

"And arrow-stem white, it's almost time to plant, plant more! Pickled sour cabbage can't be without it!"

Song Tan:... It makes so much sense! Sour cabbage stewed with everything is delicious!

She slowly turned her head and looked at Professor Song.

Professor Song:...

After a moment of silence, he tentatively said: "Then cabbage, spinach, autumn cowpeas, black and white cabbage, tomatoes, yellow-heart cabbage, chives, autumn eggplants..."

"All want, all want! Everything wants, no variety is picky!"

Song Tan was happy, and Wu Lan laughed until she couldn't see her teeth.

Wait!

Wu Lan suddenly remembered: "Then where do you plan to plant them?"

"On the mountain!"

Song Tan was righteous: There are hundreds of acres of mountains! Here the excavator is rumbling to turn the ground, here should be sown, should be raised seedlings!

"But didn't you discuss planting fruit trees this autumn? Said to let them adapt for a year and grow roots, so that they can produce yield next year."

"That's right." This time it was Professor Song who reacted: "But it doesn't matter, autumn vegetables have a short planting time—it's late July now, doesn't it cool down in our place every year until mid-November? It's enough for vegetables to be harvested."

"Cooling down to plant trees, although plant growth is slow, the mortality rate isn't that high, actually it's also a good time!"

And...

Professor Song had one more thing he didn't say.

Since Song Tan didn't mind the upfront cost, he actually inquired about some finished trees, it's impossible to transport them in hot weather, but it's just right when it cools down.

But these haven't reached the time, and they haven't been thoroughly negotiated, let's talk about it when they are negotiated.

And on the mountain, Qiao Qiao also happily carried the basket and took the stand to the pigsty, and opened the livestream room—

Routine, don't give fans any defense.

"Children, because the livestream time is still two hours short today, so let's feed the pigs today. This has been taught, everyone doesn't need to learn, you can review it."

However, looking down at the pumpkins in the basket, he hesitated again: "Will it be a bit monotonous to just eat this? Da Wang, let's go pick a basket of sweet potato vines. Pairing with some green vegetables should be better to eat."

Da Wang: "Wang!"

So, the people who just entered the livestream room didn't have time to say hello, and watched the streamer pour out the pumpkins in the basket, and then carried the stand and started going up the mountain again:

"There are sweet potatoes planted in the back mountain, let's go pick sweet potato vines!"

Barrage:...

【Thank God, the streamer still remembers to take the phone! Didn't throw me into the pigsty】 ===== CHAPTER 553 =====