Chapter 685

Song Tan stood up quickly:

"Fine, let's see whose land it is, and I'll talk to them."

It just so happened that this wasteland belonged to Aunt Lianhua.

"You mean that piece at the foot of the mountain?" Aunt Lianhua thought for a moment—that field hadn't been planted for many years.

Her husband wasn't there, her children weren't there, and she had a paralyzed mother-in-law; where would she find the time to tend to that land? It was good enough if she could grow a few vegetables.

At this moment, she waved her hand: "Do whatever you want with it!"

After finishing, she felt a bit embarrassed:

"I originally wanted to ask, Tan Tan, when you were leasing land this year, did you want to lease that piece..."

Although her land was at the foot of the mountain, it was separated by another area, so it wasn't connected to the land Song Tan had leased, and she hadn't felt comfortable asking.

Song Tan laughed: "No rush, if there's a chance next year, I'll definitely lease it!"

As she spoke, she quickly picked up the basket: "Master Wang, let's go, we'll go pick the perilla now."

After picking it tonight, I'll go feed it some spiritual energy at night. If I'm a bit more diligent, maybe we can get another batch of good-tasting ones in early September to keep for making perilla sauce!

"You silly child! Why did you pack the basket so tightly? How much will this take to make?!"

Wang Xiaoshun was still a bit silent.

She turned her head and discussed with Aunt Lianhua, who was washing vegetables: "Lianhua, Tan Tan is going to fertilize your land. Why don't you ask someone to clear the weeds in the autumn and plant some vegetables or something?"

Wang Xiaoshun: ……

Wang Xiaoshun blurted out, while also teaching Song Tan:

By ten o'clock, the two baskets were already stuffed full, pressed down again and again. They were heavy when lifted, and it was hard to even lift their legs.

"Miss, I eat with my mother-in-law every day; it's been so long since I've even lit the stove at home."

If we don't hurry, once Master Qian and Wang Xiaoshun leave, we'll lose two laborers for nothing, and that won't do!

……

Song Tan pondered in her heart, and when she got home, she discussed it with Until Wu Lan: "Mom, ask Aunt Zhang and the others if they are free?"

If that doesn't work, selling it to Doctor Xiao Guo for medicinal use won't be a loss!

Wang Xiaoshun worked without complaint and didn't say a word.

And it's already the end of August!

She turned her head and looked at the perilla stalks that had just been picked bald, and asked casually:

Thus, two baskets of perilla leaves ended up soaking in four large basins. When bags of salt were sprinkled into the water, Master Qian wiped his sweat and said with relief:

The big sun at nine o'clock was really quite scorching.

But it was really hot, and since there was only half a basket left, we would pick even faster!

"If they are free, go to Aunt Lianhua's land this afternoon and pick all the perilla. The masters on both sides will make the sauce together."

He looked up again, only to find that Song Tan's basket had now become half a basket.

Wang Xiaoshun was also innocent: "I went to pick with Big Boss Song Tan, but she moved too fast and I couldn't keep up. I couldn't just say I wouldn't pick anymore..."

Until Wu Lan heard this and thought: Tan Tan is really tight-lipped. It's been half a year, and I still don't know what formula she uses!

Song Tan just smiled without saying a word.

He immediately increased his speed again.

"It will definitely grow."

She then smiled very considerately and kindly: "It's okay, Master Wang. We won't pick too much today, just two baskets first, and we'll go back and boil one pot first."

"It's good that we're in the air-conditioned room."

Song Tan took out her little notebook and solemnly wrote down the plants she wanted to grow next year.

At this moment, she picked up the basket: "Fine, let's pick two baskets first."

At this moment, she got off the tricycle and excitedly brought two baskets to the kitchen: "Master, look at these perilla leaves, they're tender! They'll definitely be delicious in the steamed rice rolls at noon."

…

"Take them to sell or eat yourself, both are fine."

This purple and green plant should belong to the Song family!

"Come again, we get paid well, and we can't spare the time to tidy it up."

"Then forget it."

The methods for boiling sauce under heaven all lead to the same destination. Although I haven't boiled it, how could I not know how?

At this moment, he glanced at the two baskets of leaves that Wang Xiaoshun was struggling to carry, and didn't take it to heart: "Look at you, why can't you even lift it? Hurry up, find two large basins, soak them in salt water first, to avoid any bugs or anything on them."

Master Qian understood the differences in people's tastes very well. Some people aren't used to eating it; I really am not used to eating it at all, and it has nothing to do with whether it's delicious or not.

He said casually: "But it's only these few days in August. By September, it will start to bolt and grow seeds. Once it bolts, its leaves can only be used for medicine and can no longer be eaten."

I originally thought about working slowly and steadily, but since time is so tight, I'd better do it first!

……

Picking perilla leaves isn't difficult; you only need to pick the tender leaves at the bottom of the stalks, and it's indeed very fast to pick.

Wang Xiaoshun was sweating profusely under his straw hat, while carefully glancing at Song Tan:

The two stood in the grass, their fingers "dodo-do" pulling the perilla leaves, their movements nimble and uniform.

Because he only picked a loose basket, and the rest were pressed and pressed again until full, it was all Song Tan's doing.

What she didn't say was, what if she tidied up the field beautifully, and her children and husband came back for the New Year? Could she insist on not giving them money, and could she stop them from picking vegetables in their own field?

However, Song Tan went to the field to look and found that there was really quite a lot—the field wasn't big, maybe about two or three fen. But the perilla was here and there, and sporadically it actually occupied more than half of the field.

"It's still you who work in the fields every day, your movements are nimble and fast... I'm far behind."

I'd rather let it go to waste than let them take advantage of it.

For example, Song Tan's cilantro; those who like it will scramble for it, and those who don't won't buy a single stalk.

"Your fertilizer?" Master Qian glanced at her and calmly tapped his rice spoon: "I definitely will."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes:

"My master taught me this before and told me that time flies (renran); this 'ren' refers to perilla. The word is paired like this, meaning perilla grows very well and grows fast!"

However, after a while, his basket was still only being picked by himself... That's not right!

However, Aunt Lianhua pursed her lips and smiled, then shook her head: "Forget it."

Very soon, Wang Xiaoshun saw that Song Tan's basket was full.

And she quickly picked a handful of perilla leaves, pressed her palm directly into the basket, and then put the leaves in.

"This... perilla won't run away, why don't we come back and pick it at night?"

Look at myself again—only one-third of a basket; is there something wrong somewhere?

Song Tan was overjoyed.

But this is also good, no one can snatch it away.

If we make a batch of sauce, that's enough for the workers to eat for a year!

And at this moment, Song Tan was also asking: "Master Qian, do you know how to make that perilla sauce? If you do, I'll fertilize Aunt Lianhua's field these two days so that the perilla can grow better, and we'll get a batch of even better-tasting ones."

Master Qian turned his head, his eyes suddenly burning.

Song Tan didn't know what their initiative had earned.

However, when he pressed the perilla leaves from the basket into the water handful by handful, Master Qian couldn't sit still anymore—

In the corner, Zhang Yanping, who was trying to minimize his presence, breathed a silent sigh of relief.

What? It can also be used for medicine?

I'll go find Old Qian for that.

"Brother Xiaoshun, will these perilla plants grow again?"

Wang Xiaoshun thought about it, and two baskets were indeed not much; who told Big Boss Song Tan to be so generous?