Chapter 121 Reorganized family oil bottle (16)

  Xu Yin also thought he was joking.

   Unexpectedly, when she finished her work in the strawberry garden and went down the mountain with a small bamboo basket, there would actually be a car parked at the village crossing.

  The village chief was leading a young man towards her house, saw her, and greeted her from a distance:

   "Yinyin, this gentleman is here to buy strawberries. You are the only one who grows them in our village. I'll bring him up to ask."

  Xu Yin: "..."

  Okay, I know without asking, it must be the student of Professor Wang mentioned by the man who "developed agriculture with science and technology".

   Sure enough, the other party handed her a business card, saying that she was here to buy organic strawberries for the teacher. It doesn’t matter if they are not ripe, and they will be ordered today, and they will be shipped after they are ripe.

  I didn't even ask about the price, and after adding her as a friend, I transferred 5,000 to her directly.

  The village chief was dumbfounded: "Are strawberries expensive this year?"

  He also thought that the other party came to buy a few catties to taste, but he didn't expect that the price was five thousand, which can almost round up the strawberries in the greenhouse, darling!

  Liu Yan said: "It depends on the quality, organic strawberries are still cheap at 100 yuan a catty."

  The village chief was puzzled: "What are organic strawberries? New varieties?"

  Liu Yan: "..."

Xu Yin directly handed a strawberry in the basket to the village head: "Uncle, the strawberries I planted are organic strawberries, without pesticides, pesticides, chemical fertilizers, and hormones. You can try the ones bought outside." What's the difference."

  The village chief ate one and pursed his lips happily: "The taste is really good. I have eaten the strawberries sold on the street. They are indeed not as good as the strawberries you planted. They are not as big as this. They don't taste as satisfying as yours."

   I added a sentence in my heart: the price is also really expensive! One hundred yuan a catty, it feels like eating money.

  Liu Yan also tasted a few, and nodded again and again: "The teacher is right, you are really good at growing fruits, and this strawberry is really good."

  Sweet, but still retains the unique sourness of strawberries. It can be said that there is sourness in sweetness, and sweetness in sourness.

   One bite, the juice is full, and the mouth is full of the rich sweet and sour taste of strawberries, which makes people want to eat one more.

   To be honest, before coming here, he was quite disapproving. If the teacher hadn't asked him to buy it, he wouldn't have made the trip.

   When it comes to organic fruits, which one can grow better than the fruit gardens under Science and Technology?

  Especially the organic strawberries, are the high-quality products of Kenong Base not enough for the teacher?

  But after eating the strawberries planted by Xu Yin, I realized that there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.

The strawberries in the Kenong base, with the capital expansion in recent years, have long lost their original quality. They are certainly better than those ripened strawberries with a weak taste on the market, but compared with Xu Yin’s, they taste immediately. Compete.

  Liu Yan had to go back to his relatives in the county to pay respects to his early years. After eating a few strawberries, he recognized the door and left first.

  The village chief followed Xu Yin to her house, and asked as he walked with his hands behind his back, "Yin Yin, if we build a greenhouse like you to grow strawberries next year, do you think anyone will come to buy them?"

  Xu Yin: "..."

  How did she know? She first built a greenhouse to grow strawberries for her own consumption.

  It’s so fresh that I can’t finish it, thinking about making strawberry wine. If there are many, it can also be made into freeze-dried strawberries and strawberry jam.

  Store it in the system warehouse, it won’t break in the next small world, I never thought about selling it, okay?

  But since the village chief asked this question, she thought carefully and said:

   "The logistics are very convenient now. Fruits and vegetables that are not easy to preserve can be pre-sold in advance, and it is still feasible to ship when the harvest period is over."

  The village chief nodded, but after thinking about it carefully: "Look at how meticulous you are in serving strawberries, the money is actually not easy to earn."

   Then he shook his head. He was getting older, and his two sons, one working in the county government and the other setting up a stall in the ancient town of the town, would definitely not want to go back to the countryside to farm.

  No one to help, how can he be a little old man, and he doesn't have the strength of Xu Yin.

   Speaking of strength, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He really couldn't understand: How could Xu Yin have such great strength. Obviously old man Xu and his son are not so strong.

  When Xu Yin got home, she brought out five yards of rice cakes and a jug of wine.

  The wine was taken from the system warehouse, presumably it was sent by a classmate from Hengcheng.

  The village chief liked this, and Xu Yin's gift was sent to his heart. He went back happily, and brought a can of maltose over after a while.

   "Have you made rice **** candies at home? If not, these are enough for two pots."

  Not to mention the village chief, Xu Yin really didn't think about it, there is another must-have food for Chinese New Year in the countryside, which is rice **** candy.

  So, there was another thing to do that afternoon: making rice **** candy live.

  However, her family didn’t make any preparations in advance, and she didn’t have any frozen rice to dry herself, but fortunately, someone set up a cannonball popcorn at the entrance of the town. She brought five catties of rice over and popped a few barrels of rice popcorn back.

  Grandma Xu washed the peanuts at home, dried them, and fried them with sesame seeds. When her granddaughter returned from popping the rice crackers, she could make rice **** candies at any time.

  Xu Yin got ready, set up her mobile phone and started the live broadcast.

  Maltose, rice crackers, and fried peanuts are put into a large pot and stir well, then poured into a mold and flattened, sprinkled with sesame seeds, rolled with a rolling pin, removed the mold and cut into slices, it is the traditional rice **** candy.

   Five catties of popped rice crackers, plus bits and pieces of nuts and maltose, yielded almost twenty catties of rice crackers.

   Taking advantage of the hot pot and the ingredients at home, Xu Yin made two more pots of snowflake crisps in one go.

  The rice **** candy is very crispy when it is cold, and it will break when touched, so it is not convenient for express delivery.

  She planned to use half of the snowflake crisps to give fans a lottery as a New Year benefit.

   Unexpectedly, fans posted barrages saying they wanted to eat rice **** candies.

  [I can also make snowflake crisps. I want to eat rice crispy candies made of maltose. This is only eaten when I was a child. Many of the rice crispy candies I buy now are brown and white sugar pretending to be maltose, but in fact there is not even a drop of maltose. ]

  [Miss, please give us rice **** candies, I’m tired of eating snowflake crisps! ]

  [That's it! Snowflake crisps became popular last year. I made several pots, and I didn’t finish eating them until the beginning of spring. They were all damp and I didn’t want to eat them anymore. ]

  Xu Yin: "...Okay, then I'll pack ten pieces into a pack, and draw another fifty fans to give away rice **** candies."

  [A pack of five pieces, draw a hundred fans! The odds of winning are higher. ]

  [Then it’s better to take a pack of slices, let’s smoke 500 of them! I'm afraid I'm a non-chief, and I won't be able to turn a hundred. ]

  [The ones in front, don’t join in the fun if you’re not a chief. ]

  [I got the special prize at the just-concluded annual meeting of the company, and I feel that Ou Huang is still in my hand. I hope that the young lady comes in packs of 100 tablets and only draws one! (dog head)]

[roll! ]

  […]

  There was joy on the barrage.

In the end, Xu Yin still packed 50 servings of Rice Krispies and 100 servings of Snowflake Cakes, drew a total of 150 fans, packed and sent them to the courier station in the town, and hoped that the lucky fans could receive this set before New Year's Eve. Small handmade gifts.

   There is nothing I can do if I can't receive her.

   It’s Chinese New Year, the express delivery timeliness is unpredictable, everyone can understand.

  (end of this chapter)