Chapter 804: Zhou Laotai's thoughts

Qiao Qiao the teacher irresponsibly broke necklaces, hanging them one by one on grandma's head and neck, making the old lady with gray hair look gorgeous and swaying, which in the eyes of this group of old men and women was not a thing at all.

Children, they love to play like this.

It was they who sat together, chatting, seemingly old and frail, but their hands were extremely agile.

The intertwined sweet potato vines were quickly dismantled and straightened out. The old men and women took one look and knew which stems were tender enough to eat and which old ones could only be fed to pigs.

By the time the long vines were picked and thrown aside, they attacked the neat sweet potato stems in their hands, neatly pinching off the leaves at the top.

"Pa, pa, pa, pa," they broke them off, the movements were agile and rhythmic, quickly bringing this group of distracted students in the live broadcast room into the rhythm.

Not to mention, the clicking sound was actually quite pleasant.

Only the netizens in the live broadcast room were heartbroken—

【Leaves! Leaves!】

【Don't pinch off the leaves, they can be eaten too!】

【Give me the leaves, woo woo, I know how to make them, rub them, pickle them, and make them sour and spicy, woo woo】

【Picky eaters! The anchor's family is too picky... Why is everything good given to pigs?】

【What are you talking about... I already feel it's incredible that the anchor says to eat sweet potato vines, you even want the pinched leaves】

【Yeah, yeah... not necessary, right...】

【Woo woo, the child's saliva is flowing all over the floor and I haven't bought pickled sweet potato vines】

【I have sworn to heaven, set three alarm clocks, and decided to go to the vegetable market to hunt for treasure tomorrow morning!】

【The takeaway software switched from yellow to blue, and there isn't a single shop selling these sour and spicy sweet potato vines!!!】

【Am I the only one who came to watch after being full, is it a first-level cure for obsessive-compulsive disorder?】

That's for sure. The trimmed sweet potato stems, all with a similar curve, were placed into clean baskets, handful by handful. Everyone's movements were rhythmic and melodic, and they chatted easily in their dialect about things that were hard to understand, while their hands kept working, handful after handful...

Not only cures obsessive-compulsive disorder, but is also quite hypnotic!

Don't look at the sweet potato vines piled into a small hill, but with a group of old men and women sitting together, they were neatly packed before dark.

The straightened, pinched, and neatly packed sweet potato stems lay obediently in the basket with natural arcs, which was a feast for the eyes!

The picked leaves were not wasted either. Some agile old ladies gathered them into a pile, picked up a broken large vegetable board, "duo, duo, duo" chopped them up and put them in a basket, and handed the basket to Qiao Qiao:

"Good boy, take it to feed your chickens, ducks, and geese."

As for those sweet potato vines that were not chosen and the old stems and leaves on them, they couldn't be wasted either, right?

Song Youde found an old man as a partner and dragged a gate knife out from the corner—to be honest, the farm tools in the factory on the mountain are really many!

The two of them, one straightening and one cutting, matched extremely smoothly, and soon cut a basket of fragments. However, this time it was not handed to Qiao Qiao, but moved to the tricycle, and Song Youde arranged:

"Give half to our pigs, and half to the cattle and sheep on the river beach."

After all, the pigs are in the pen every day, not eating grass as happily as the cattle and sheep on the river beach.

As for the basket of sweet potatoes dug by Qiao Qiao, it had now been scrubbed clean by Zhai Xiaofeng in the canteen with a steel brush, red-skinned ones in one pile, white-skinned ones in another, and she neatly peeled one for Qiao Qiao first.

Qiao Qiao happily took it, took a bite, and his eyes lit up. The "crunch, crunch" sound was collected by the microphone at the collar, making the netizens in the live broadcast room blue with envy—

【Ah ah ah ah I want to eat too!!!】

【Humph, what's so great, I'll go to the supermarket and buy a box first, woo woo!】

【Good guy, Teacher Qiao taught us another new skill, and when I open my offer later, there will be one more skill in the skill column: eating raw sweet potatoes】

【Am I the only one who found that these sweet potatoes are planted, and not a single bit is wasted from top to bottom!】

【Just kidding! Didn't you hear Teacher Qiao say? The weeds cleared from the vegetable garden have to be thrown into the fermentation tank!】

【Mainly one thing is used to the fullest... this is too fully used!】

However, they could only say so much, because the new mobile phone held on until this time and finally ran out of power.

And the old men and women on the mountain were not idle either. After finishing their work, they went into the kitchen to help Zhai Xiaofeng clean up the vegetable and meat trays, tables, and chairs. While marveling at the disinfection cabinet, they looked at the stainless steel trays that were shining brightly...

And smelled the aroma of the big pot of food carefully cooked by Chef Jiang—

Oh my god! This is better than eating noodles with pickles at home!

However, the village is not all harmonious.

For example, among the old men and women hired by the old Song family, there is definitely no Zhou Laotai who is notorious.

Why?

Why do others go to lick the old Song family's feet and get money and food, while her own unfilial son Zhou Maozhu just puts rice and flour at the door every month and ignores everything...

What did she eat today?

Old cowpeas stir-fried casually, eaten from yesterday to today, and the rice is leftovers.

She doesn't clean up the vegetable garden herself, this cowpea was plucked from other people's vegetable gardens in front!

It's just that the season is wrong, she searched for a long time and only found this handful, and all the tendons had to be peeled off for a long time, and two fat meat worms were pinched out in the middle.

Fortunately, when stir-frying cowpeas, add half a ladle of water, and the cowpea beans inside are cooked thoroughly and quite fragrant.

As a result, she was eating, and heard the old lady on the big road raising her voice saying that tonight she was eating winter melon braised pork belly, stewed loofah egg drop soup, and a stir-fried pumpkin shreds...

In contrast, the old cowpeas in front of Zhou Laotai were too miserable!

But the big white goose of the old Song family was too fierce, and it pecked her painfully for several days last time, so she didn't have the courage to toss it again. At this moment, hearing people discussing cleaning up sweet potato vines on the side of the road, the old lady's eyes rolled, and she had an idea in her heart.

Zhou Laotai then stayed up all night at home, and finally took a flashlight and sneaked out at midnight.

It was dark, and there were scary big dogs in the back mountain, so she didn't dare to drill through the woods, so she had to walk on the big road.

But there was quite a distance from the big road to the hillside. Usually, the old Song family rode electric tricycles, which made the little old lady panting.

But before she arrived, she heard the sound of people talking. When she approached quietly again—

Hey, the mountain was brightly lit, and there were quite a few people!

Zhou Laotai:...???

No one in the village talked to her, and she was poorly informed, so she naturally didn't know that vegetables were picked on the mountain every midnight!

But it was already midnight, and she was unwilling to give up just like that. She couldn't walk if she came back again. The old lady looked at the watery vegetables, and she was very greedy.

At this moment, she gritted her teeth and sat on the side of the road waiting! ===== CHAPTER 805 =====