Song Tan Jishi

The two children were murmuring and had their own thoughts, but Song Tan laid out the things one by one in a leisurely manner, then took two steps back and said, "Qiaoqiao, come and cut the strawberries."

Yang Zhengxin watched Song Tan open the box, and now he volunteered: "I'll do it, I'll do it! In fact, you don't have to be so meticulous. I saw that the people in the strawberry exhibition area didn't remove the stems...ah? Really?"

Qiaoqiao already held the small fruit knife in her hand.

Hearing this, the child looked at him in confusion: "You have to cut it. Our white strawberry is so big that it won't be enough to eat without cutting it."

I only brought four boxes in total. Those teachers must have eaten more than one. It might not be enough if they didn’t cut everything. Qiao Qiao looked worriedly at the large group of people in front of her——

Is it okay if the teacher doesn’t forbid eating?

Yang Zhengxin stopped talking.

The brothers are good brothers, but they are really not generous when doing things. However, Dad said that other people's stinginess may not necessarily be due to stingy nature, but may be due to poor family background... Alas, it seems that Qiaoqiao's family is indeed in trouble!

But since I can pass this primary election, it proves that farming is still of a good standard. Maybe I should buy some for the New Year this year...

Just as he was thinking this, a wisp of rich and sweet fragrance, like strawberry and yellow peach, was like a small hand, gently and softly placed on his nose.

Well, it smells so good!

Yang Zhengxin took two deep breaths subconsciously, and then turned his gaze to Qiao Qiao, with a face full of shock: "My dear! Why are your strawberries so fragrant? The aroma alone is enough to win a prize!"

This is not an exaggeration, but he really feels this way. After all, what kind of strawberries have you never tasted at home? But there has never been any kind of fruit, just a wisp of fragrance that can instantly stick to all his thoughts.

Qiao Qiao became proud and glanced at Song Tan who was packing away the pile of staple food. Then he quickly picked one from the box and handed it to Yang Zhengxin:

"It will taste better!"

Yang Zhengxin stretched out his hands almost piously to hold the big strawberry. It was a white strawberry with red seeds, and the whole strawberry had a slight pink luster. And he gently pinched the green leaf stem, and was willing to use his front teeth to carefully bite off the tip...

Then……

Then there is no more.

Why is it so delicious!

Yang Zhengxin is going crazy! He held the pitiful strawberry leaves in his hand and walked up to Song Tan:

"Sister, what do you think of the market research I just did?"

Song Tan smiled and deliberately teased him: "Is that market research? Didn't you go begging for food?"

"It's for research!" Yang Zhengxin pointed to the steamed buns and pancakes she put in the box, with a very sincere expression: "These are the most delicious among their flours, really!"

"Oh..." Song Tan drawled: "Thank you, Xiao Yang."

Yang Zhengxin almost stamped his feet anxiously!

There was once a super delicious strawberry promised to him, but he didn't cherish it! If God gives him another chance, he will say——

"Sister! Dear sister! Please! I really want to eat this strawberry!"

Now it was Qiaoqiao's turn to become anxious: "That's my sister! I can't share it with you!"

He stopped cutting the fruits and planned to protect Song Tan, but Song Tan pushed him back with a smile: "Cover the cut strawberries with plastic wrap."

The exhibition area closest to them has not participated in the judging yet, so don't affect other people's scoring.

Yang Zhengxin was not happy either: "I just said you were my brother and you still agreed - sister, it's a joke!"

Qiao Qiao was stunned when he held the knife. He was either a cousin or a teacher in his family. He had never seen anyone call her sister so humble.

How strange.

Take another look.

Song Tan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Okay, okay! I know, I will send you a box of strawberries when we get home."

After Qiao Qiao finished cutting the Saga Snow Rabbit, she looked at the red Meiling with a full circle on her head and hesitated: "Should this be cut?"

Song Tan looked at it and said, "Can't we just cut it? If we cut it any further, it would be too small. It would be outrageous."

The size of the real red Meiling is much smaller than the snow rabbit which can weigh up to 50g. Nowadays, one of them only weighs 20 or 30 grams, but the color is so red that it is black, and it is packed in a special strawberry box, which makes it look particularly special. Classy.

And his pure strawberry aroma obviously made Yang Zhengxing unable to move.

But Qiaoqiao had already begun to be wary of him. At this moment, the box was closed: "You can't eat this, don't cut this, it won't be enough."

Then he looked at the things on the table and then asked: "Do you want to cut the sweet potatoes? Do you want to break off the leaves of the vegetables? Do you want to cut the peppers?"

Song Tan thought for a while: "Let's cut the sweet potatoes. After they finish judging, we can cook the sweet potatoes and the small bowl of rice again and drink porridge."

After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Cut the peppers as you should. Wait a moment, pat some garlic, mix it with the vegetable leaves, roll it into pancakes and stuff it with steamed buns."

"Okay!" Qiao Qiao geared up: "I cut the radish first - can I shred it now?" I want to fry the shredded radish at noon.

"No." Song Tan quickly stopped: "Peel the radish and cut it in circles. It doesn't taste good when shredded."

The chopped radish was covered with plastic wrap one by one, while Yang Zhengxin was walking around on the edge, stretching his hands again and again, trying to get a piece of radish to eat, but Qiao Qiao wouldn't give it to him.

——This brotherhood betrayed too quickly.

He lamented and finally waited until the judges came to the exhibition area.

…

At this moment, several judges are still commenting on the one in area 8: "That little celery is good, straight, long and thin, with enough water and less fiber, very good."

"Yes, I remember their seed company. Didn't they take pictures of our No. 3 Golden Potato last year? They are quite confident in highlighting their advantages."

"Celery is good, but its advantages are not obvious. It is best to optimize it in two or three years before looking at it."

"The winter melon they cultivate is also good. It's small but has a lot of yields. It's easy to store and trade..."

"It's not convenient to go anywhere, so it's better to cut it into circles and sell it. Once the skin of the winter melon is damaged, it will deteriorate too quickly, and it will inevitably be bumped during long-distance transportation... It's not cost-effective at this price..."

"One by one, I asked you to taste it, but who told you to sell it!"

"What you're saying is that the top picks selected in the past two years failed to pass the auction. Who was the one who cursed me in the end?"

"Exactly! Cash crops, cash crops, the economy is still before the crops! If there is no market, why do farmers grow them?"

"Okay, okay, don't forget our original intention of setting up this award. Sales can be considered, but it should not be taken into account in your ratings."

"How can a layman talk about sales? Aren't other professional companies better than us?"

As they chatted, the district leaders and staff who were following them outside, as well as the major media, all walked around surrounded by them.

But after this morning's tossing and tasting of all kinds of raw ingredients, they all withered like yellow leaves in a basket.

Wow, it’s chapter 999! Not only is the monthly pass a breakthrough, the chapters are also a breakthrough!

Previous readers have said what the name of this chapter should be? I forgot. I can't remember anything in my mind right now.

Update for the Gregorian calendar year!

good night!