Chapter 805: 795. Pickled Radish Tops

Wu Lei grudgingly agreed to the job transfer, while Zhang Yanping called out to Qiaoqiao:

“Come on, if you’re free, think about what to teach the kids next? You’re still two hours shy of your live streaming quota for this month!”

It was already the end of the month.

Qiaoqiao was taken aback, ready to speak, when he saw Aunt Lianhua carrying a big basin of radish seedlings passing by. He instantly had an idea for a lesson!

“Today, I’ll teach the kids how to pickle radish greens!”

There were quite a lot of thick radish seedlings from the 15 acres of land. Compared to them, the villagers who came to help with a basket each were mere drops in the ocean.

And since those leftover radish seedlings couldn’t be finished in one or two meals, Aunt Lianhua and her family washed them clean and hung them on bamboo poles to dry.

But because it was busy yesterday and there was no sunshine, it was delayed a bit, which wasn’t a major problem.

Now, with the rain pouring and no farmwork to do, what better time to pickle radish greens at home!

Zhang Yanping remembered the delicious dripping radish greens fried with Pork Lard Residue, and without another word, he started his live stream–

If it’s unexpected, then let it be unexpected.

However, he forgot that he promised his hundreds of thousands of fans watermelon sauce and fermented beans, and failed to deliver time after time. As soon as the live stream started, instead of greeting the host, the barrage of comments flooding in was full of reproaches:

[Dog thief! If I call you ‘Brother,’ do you dare to put the fermented beans up for sale?]

[Someday with the knife in my hand, I’ll kill all the dog thieves who have pigeon-ed me!]

[Watermelon sauce! Watermelon sauce! Watermelon sauce!]

[Fermented beans! Fermented beans! Fermented beans!]

[Sell them! Sell them! I have money now, I have money, so sell them!]

[As an old fan and big boss of the underworld, don’t ignore me–I’ll kneel down and beg you…]

Zhang Yanping: …

Awkward.

Too busy with too many things, today he had time and it was the right time to start work, but he forgot.

The rain curtain outside showed no sign of stopping, and it was impossible to open the sauce jars! In that case…

Ahem.

He stepped back to make sure his live stream wouldn’t capture himself, then helped set up Qiaoqiao’s phone:

“Qiaoqiao, go ahead! Tell everyone about the gifts we prepared for the kids.”

Qiaoqiao uttered an “Oh,” completely oblivious to the fervor in the live stream. He just diligently took out a cutting board and knife to sit in the corridor:

“Kids, today I’m going to teach you how to pickle radish greens!”

As he spoke, he pulled over the basin and explained, “Originally, these radish greens were to be sent to the top three on the leaderboard, and I’ve already private messaged them for addresses.”

“But Brother Xiaozhang said–do you know Brother Xiaozhang? He’s the Xiaozhang who delivers packages super fast. Brother Xiaozhang said these radish seedlings are too tender and wilt easily. If we use refrigerated shipping, it’s very expensive…”

He hadn’t finished talking when the barrage in the stream went wild.

[What? There are such perks? Can I still make a donation in time?]

[The addresses are already private messaged? I didn’t see it, you must have missed me!]

[I don’t care, I don’t care, I just want to eat!! Can I do cash on delivery for the shipping?]

[Exactly! Cash on delivery, I can do that.]

[Host, look at me! I’m in the top three, I’ll pay for the delivery, aaah!]

[I don’t know why, but I feel a faint sense of glee in my heart.]

[I understand you, the one ahead. Since I can’t eat it anyways, better if no one can.]

[If there is a top three, I would really be driven mad with jealousy.]

Qiaoqiao, however, gathered a handful of wilted dried radish greens, placed them on the cutting board, and with knife in hand, chop chop chop, swiftly minced them into fine pieces.

Meanwhile, she continued to explain: “So I said, I won’t send radish greens anymore, I’ll send pickled radish greens instead… Would you guys like that? It’s really delicious!”

Danmaku: …

[Burst into tears]

[Why? Why haven’t I even seen a radish leaf, while others can eat the pickled radish greens made by the host herself?]

[Just one question, are you selling it?]

[Don’t stop me, I want to equally resent everyone who got it]

[I’m going to be furious! I’m going to rage against those who snatched my radish greens!]

[Post the link! Post the link!!!]

Qiaoqiao didn’t stop what she was doing; she sat face to face with Aunt Lianhua, and handful after handful of radish greens became evenly chopped under their knives.

Seventh Uncle, seeing that there weren’t many radish greens left in the basket, took down a large basin from another shelf:

“Make some room for me, I’ll rub them.”

“Okay.” Qiaoqiao promptly stood up, hooking the stool with her foot to change places, and as she saw Seventh Uncle wash his hands next to her, she didn’t forget to explain:

“The process of pickling radish greens is like this: first, wash them clean and let them dry for half a day or a day. Then cut them into tiny pieces… Kids can buy them and practice at home. We don’t sell ours because my sister said that after rubbing, the amount becomes very small, just enough for our own family to eat.”

At this, the crying in the danmaku became even more intense than before.

Who could stand this, watching delicious food right before their eyes, but they stubbornly refuse to sell it?!

[It’s maddening!]

[So frustrated! I didn’t drink a single cup of milk tea last month, just so I could spend money here. Why won’t you give me a chance?]

[Please, please… You guys have so much here, you must have more… Selling a little would still leave enough to eat.]

[Shame on you, making such a fuss over some radish greens! I’m different, I’m begging you on my knees, okay?]

[The top three silently rejoice]

[Listen to me, host. The top three patrons who donate so much definitely don’t lack these small country dishes like radish greens! But I’m different, I need it]

Good heavens, the deal seems to be set yet someone is trying to cut in line?!

As soon as this danmaku was sent, two of the top three immediately began to donate rapidly.

But Qiaoqiao paid no attention to it. She only turned the camera to Seventh Uncle, who was pouring salt over the minced radish greens in the basin in front of him and saying to Qiaoqiao: “Watch carefully. The better you rub it, the crisper and more refreshing it will be when you eat it.”

Qiaoqiao nodded “uh-huh” continuously while also diligently playing the role of a teacher:

“Kids, when you rub the radish greens, you need to sprinkle some salt on top, then rub hard, just like you would knead dough, to squeeze out all the juice.”

As he spoke, his pale hand holding the camera waved back and forth in front of Seventh Uncle, who frowned and still added:

“I’m old and used to manual labor; my hands can take the salt and the chili. If you’re going to rub it, remember to wear gloves.”

Otherwise, later on, you’ll have a hard time with the salt and the chili.

“Oh, oh, oh.” Qiaoqiao kept nodding.

“Did you kids hear that? You need to wear gloves!”

[The kids don’t want to learn, they just want to spend money]

[Host, if you sell it to me, I won’t need to wear gloves]

[I’m not listening, I’m not listening, I’m not listening!]

[I want to buy, I want to buy, I want to buy!!]

[What’s the big deal? It’s just radish greens. Sooner or later, I’ll find out where the host lives!]

[Am I the only one who still remembers the watermelon sauce?]

[Damn you for changing the subject. Ah, my bean paste!!!]

[I’ve said it! I must spend this money!]