Chapter 684: No Perilla!

Zhang Yanping's despair was understood by no one.

Even Song Tan thought: Isn't it? He works little, eats a lot, so his body needs more.

Once the demand increases, the scattered spiritual energy in these ingredients, and the tiny bit every morning and evening, can also play a role.

But at this moment, she just looked at Zhang Yanping with difficulty, and sighed: "Brother Yanping, my mom is right, your body is the most important."

"Picking a few winter melons isn't hard work, why don't you go pick them..."

Is this about picking winter melons? This is clearly a never-ending cycle of daily labor! He is about to fall into a damn labor cycle!

Yanping Yanping, every morning you wake up.

Yanping Yanping, there is a job waiting.

After picking winter melons, come to burn the fire, after burning, hurry up and wash the vegetables...

Zhang Yanping went out numbly and snatched Qiao Qiao's colorful Da Duo.

From today on, I will continue my previous work, moving dozens of jin of winter melons back and forth.

After all, I'm at that age, money is not that important.

How should I put it? Ever since I had this client Song Tan, I wish I could add meat to every meal!

"It will save estrangement when your senior brother comes later."

When Brother Zhang drove over with a roar, the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

And at this moment, Master Qian and Zhang Yanping sat opposite each other, each holding a cup of freshly brewed green tea, feeling beautiful in their hearts.

Master Qian glanced at him, thinking if I weren't the head chef in the store, I would want to stay here too!

Song Tan thought for a moment, and answered decisively: "I can eat, I can! Isn't perilla often used to wrap grilled meat? I can eat it."

"If you feel it's too sweet and can't get used to it, you can use it to boil some white fungus soup or something, it's the same."

Bao Jingbei thought for a moment: "You see, professors study and guide every day, we don't have that path. But this perilla shouldn't be Song Tan's land. The taste might just be a little better than... it's just right to eat on the mountain."

"Perilla sauce?"

Wang Xiaoshun was instantly terrified.

When we came here, Old Song said our host was stingy, where is it stingy? Nonsense!

The air-conditioned wind was blowing quietly, and the workers outside were already finishing work in twos and threes.

On the side, he couldn't help but wring his hands: "You said our store often goes to the countryside to find this kind of wild vegetable, why don't we have such good flavor?"

The working people Wang Xiaoshun were squatting by the water pool scrubbing winter melons.

By the way, he also got a portion of winter

He thought for a moment then: "Master, you walked by this side of the mountain the past two days. Did you see that the perilla in the wasteland is growing quite well? Should we pick some to come back and make perilla sauce?"

At the very least, once the air conditioning is on, the people working won't suffer.

I just arrived, and besides helping the workers make some sauce, I haven't done anything else, yet that big boss Song Tan just handed over a jin of tea leaves...

To be honest, although the wages are low, we eat two or three bowls each at Song Tan's place, and it's quite embarrassing to eat so much.

……

Bao Jingbei had already been captivated by the aroma of the green tea; at that moment, her eyes couldn't move away from the cup, and she couldn't help but feel envious: "If I weren't retired, I'd want to come too."

When Master Qian heard this, he immediately got excited: "Why didn't you say so earlier?! The perilla in August and September is just tender! Where is it?"

But today, except for Zhang Yanping, everyone was very happy.

However, it's no wonder that someone as stubborn as Old Song can stay here so securely, doing this and that every day; it is indeed worth it.

There's plenty to eat here, but the money is little, and I have a family to support; I can't leave a high-paying job.

Big Boss Song Tan is quite generous.

Ah, this, should I eat one first?

Zhang Yanping was quite confident: "As long as you can get used to the taste of perilla, this sauce is quite delicious. It's great with steamed buns or noodles!"

The cooling tea was piping hot. Master Qian took a deep breath, resisted the urge to drink it, and just sighed:

And just at that moment, Zhang Yanping came up the mountain, full of excitement:

Although I don't know how long it will take to pack 10,000 orders, this state of having work to do every day is truly wonderful.

Actually, even if Until Wu Lan didn't say so much, Brother Zhang would still be overjoyed. Now that she described it as suitable for pregnant women, his hand, which was tearing open the bag, paused—

Zhang Yanping had the same intention.

Song Tan was surprised: "I haven't eaten it. Is it delicious?"

Making meals for the workers here requires using these things. Won't eating watermelon sauce all the time get tiresome?

If...

"Big Boss Song Tan, I saw a patch of perilla in someone else's wasteland earlier. See if you want to talk to them about picking it, and we'll come back and make some perilla sauce!"

In our area, not many people eat perilla, and most are quite unfamiliar with it. Seeing that regional tastes differ, Zhang Yanping nodded calmly at this moment:

He looked at Zhang Yanping: "When you're free, walk around the fields and mountains more. See what else can be eaten or made, and we'll show our worth a bit more."

"Dashun, the place I found for your senior brother is alright, isn't it!"

Brother Zhang nodded repeatedly as he listened—this is all the experience of someone who has been there!

Fortunately, cleaning the winter melons wasn't difficult. By the time they were finally moved into the kitchen, Qiao Qiao stretched and acted as if nothing had happened, but he had to hold his waist and stand up with difficulty, feeling as if he had been beaten up.

The iron shed in front of him was just built on the construction site, and the air conditioner was just installed. Finally, he didn't have to work outside, covered in dust and sweltering in the heat.

That tiny township express station of yours is even busier than some stations in the city.

Qiao Qiao:???

Although the windows were opened too low and it needed exhaust ventilation, and it was hotter than other places because of the sun, it was still much better than before!

"Brother Yanping, I'm going with you! Don't ride too fast! Da Duo is still a baby—"

After receiving such good things, is it really appropriate to just honestly cook for the workers?

"Pregnant women are prone to irritability; this is cooling and reduces internal heat, so you can eat a little. But don't eat too much, in case your blood sugar is high..."

After all, Bao Jingbei had witnessed with her own eyes how their winter melon candy was sold. What she ate were all high-priced ingredients!

…

At this moment, he was squatting there, and the expression on his usually fierce face became increasingly ferocious.

Honestly, it's not as good as me stirring beans and practicing Tai Chi.

Master Qian nodded: "Go, hurry and tell Big Boss Song Tan, let's take the initiative to show our worth again."

Tsk tsk tsk, ten thousand! That's twenty thousand for the master and apprentice!

……

Isn't that right? Today there's another pile of small express boxes prepared in advance!

Master Qian had prepared plenty of cooling tea and mung bean soup. Seeing the guys drinking it happily in big gulps, he glanced at the ingredients in the freshness cabinet next to him and pondered in his heart—

"Fine, then we can make it."

Of course, not right now.

Until Wu Lan now likes this diligent young man more and more. At this moment, she said with a smile: "Zhang, this winter melon candy isn't cloying. I tasted it and liked it too. Take it back for your wife to try."