Chapter 658: Even more miserable than the beans

"Really!" Until Wu Lan affirmed!

Aunt Lianhua was overjoyed.

Although she saw the vegetable delivery truck carrying meat up the mountain every day, it was only after eating at Tantan's house for a few months that she knew what good taste was!

If she really had to go down the mountain to eat, no matter how amazing the cook was, she wouldn't be able to bear it.

And Zhang Yanping strolled around, finding that everyone had something to do, making himself feel very out of place, so he took the initiative to find a topic:

"Aunt, where's Tantan?"

Until Wu Lan glanced at him: "Tantan is still boiling beans in the kitchen."

Zhang Yanping remembered this and hurried to the kitchen to take a look—

Whoa! Those three large pots were filled to the brim with beans, rolling one by one, still carrying foam.

Looking at the large iron bucket on the side, piles of boiled beans had already been scooped out—it was evident that two hundred jin of beans had to be boiled in several batches!

Even Wei Rou, who didn't really need to sleep, felt sleepy looking at their IDs.

Before he could recover from this sadness, he saw Song Tan looking at Seventh Cousin again:

"That works too!" Song Tan wasn't in a hurry for a day or two, she just said casually: "Okay, let Brother Yanping lend you a hand later."

Zhang Yanping hesitated instantly—was that a good thing, or not a good thing?

Thinking this way, she had another idea.

"Tantan, aren't the moxa sticks from the afternoon all finished? There should be plenty, right?"

And...

Just as she finished speaking, she saw Zhang Yanping, who was clearly free, standing in the corridor. She couldn't help but be amused:

"When livestreaming to send gifts at the end of the year, let's just send a jin of our fermented bean sauce to each of the top three!"

"There should be." Song Tan thought for a moment: The moxa sticks made in the afternoon were quite a few, adding up to over seventy sticks. Twenty of them were given to Guo Dong to help the villagers with moxibustion at the clinic—

How should one put it? It was generous, but it seemed like something was not quite right somewhere.

"What was the name of that MCN agency that came to find you last time? I'll take a look later at what the streamers under them are doing. They have quite a few little tricks; we should learn a bit too."

The remaining thirty sticks were at home, and later they would learn to do moxibustion themselves...

Only the MCN agency that was used to painting big pictures cried and fainted in the toilet.

Does no one care about her?

"Song Tan, my master said, ask you to buy another two hundred jin of soybeans tomorrow. He's preparing to make watermelon sauce tomorrow, and will leave some in the cafeteria on the mountain to eat."

Zhang Yanping finished another task, and only then did his heart settle—isn't mental work work? I'm really not eating for free!

How should one put it? Master Qian was here, and he and Seventh Cousin were in a silent competition in everything they did—even if the ingredients were essentially different, they still tried to make the other see their own proficiency in various crafts.

"Look, the top three, each person's tips alone are over seven thousand."

Until Wu Lan, who was placing the winnowing baskets, glanced at him twice, thinking that the young man could finally no longer sit still! That's it, after Guo Yi said it in the afternoon, he had already thought of an excuse to see people in the afternoon.

Seeing Zhang Yanping standing at the door, Seventh Cousin was even more kind: "Yanping, how was your rest?"

It was just that the moxa wool had to be rolled and hammered, which was too trivial and painful, and she wasn't willing to do it anymore. Therefore, the moxa sticks seemed very precious.

"Is that hardness okay?"

Seventh Cousin's ruthless iron hand pinched one from the spoon, and it took some effort to crush it—he nodded with satisfaction:

"Put it in the fire, cover the pot lid. Once the last few buckets are processed, it will be about right after being covered." At that time, the texture would be slightly softer, yet still carry a slight hardness, which would make the fermented bean sauce taste very good.

"Don't be in a hurry for the watermelon; you can buy it after the fermented beans are made."

【I really want to sleep for another five hundred years】

And the ID names were also quite interesting—

If following this rhythm, wouldn't he have work to do every day from now on? Moving beans, washing beans, boiling beans, drying beans...

Zhang Yanping:...

"Indeed." Song Tan deeply agreed: "Everything said makes a lot of sense."

Zhang Yanping:... Is it too late to say my arms are still trembling?

At this moment, he could only smile perfunctorily, and then looked at Song Tan again:

【Is it a crime to sleep for three hours】

Oh my, how much money is appropriate to sell a jin of sauce? Making this is so strenuous, much more troublesome than simple and direct green pepper beef sauce, and the storage time is so long... Would selling it for 100 be too cheap?

"Buy! I'll go buy it first thing tomorrow morning!" Song Tan was extremely expectant.

Clearly it's summer vacation, why is my life even more miserable than the beans?

"How about we boil another five hundred jin of beans?"

But come to think of it, it seems there's nothing at home that isn't precious.

Thinking about it now: "Okay, let's send one stick to each."

He took out the backend screenshot to show Song Tan:

Wei Rouli asked her: "I just checked the backend data for Qiao Qiao, and the few people who have been tipping him have all been insomnia patients."

At this moment, she was happy: "Then I'll go ask!"

And his good cousin was stirring with a spoon there, while asking Seventh Cousin:

Seventh Cousin calculated: "Seven hundred jin of soybeans, fermented bean sauce can probably yield two thousand jin. If making watermelon sauce... it should be about three thousand jin! You need to buy a few more large ceramic vats first."

"I'm thinking, should we let Qiao Qiao livestream separately? Send two moxa sticks to each of the top three on the leaderboard."

In this way, it shouldn't look like he's not moving, right?

"While you're at it, ask Guo Yi where to do moxibustion to cure insomnia? Let Qiao Qiao open a simple livestream and tell them about the moxa sticks as a fan benefit."

The result brought about was—the group of gluttons at home couldn't be happier!

【Monday's clear-headed 5:00 AM】

"Make five hundred jin of fermented bean sauce, and another five hundred jin of watermelon sauce."

After all, such a long and thick moxa stick definitely couldn't be used up in one go.

"It just so happens, Zhang Yanping, didn't the doctor say you need to move around more? Why don't you go up the mountain tomorrow to help my master!"

Hiss...

The MCN agency last time talked about attracting and retaining fans, giving fans benefits, etc... it actually made quite a lot of sense.

He thought with some breakdown:

Zhang Yanping instantly wanted to refuse, but saw Wei Rou looking at him with expectation: "Yeah, Brother Yanping, there's nothing to do tomorrow, just go lend a hand. Two hundred jin is much easier than today."

And Seventh Cousin snorted: "What's the hurry? The dried chili peppers at home are only enough for this batch of sauce. Let's make the other five hundred jin slowly later, otherwise, the chili peppers and garlic in the field won't be ready in time."

Having just finished five hundred jin, another two hundred jin were added on the mountain, and Seventh Cousin's daily scattered work would definitely fall on him!

Zhang Yanping:...

And over here, just as Song Tan was about to agree, she saw Wang Xiaoshun coming down from the mountain, calling her:

Wang Xiaoshun had learned quite a few skills for wild vegetables from Seventh Cousin, and at this moment, accompanying Master Qian to offer ideas was exceptionally considerate: ===== CHAPTER 659 =====