"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Cheng Yangyang panted and apologized to everyone in front of her, she was not late for class this time, she went to class with Cheng Qingqing early today, and she was not late.

She is now apologizing to the people in the duck factory, she came to the duck factory after class, and while there was still a little time before lunch, she hurriedly taught them how to cured duck.

"Ouch, look at the girl's run, it's okay, you sit down and drink saliva first. ”

Everyone knew that she had a class this morning, so they didn't blame her.

After they came to the duck factory, Wang Hai had already let them work first, without delay at all.

In one morning, almost a hundred ducks had been killed, and the ducks that had been plucked had been disemboweled, and were waiting for her to tell them how to pickle them.

"The duck has already been slaughtered, right?" Cheng Yangyang gasped and walked to the bamboo bed where the duck was drying, "Where is the bamboo strip?

"It's all shaved, and it's not about how much we need to use, we can cut as much as we want," said the worker in charge of pickling and drying this morning, so he went to cut the bamboo strips.

Cheng Yangyang saw that the tools and ducks were almost ready, she took out a bag of spices from the back basket she brought, asked people to find a clean basin, and prepared to explain to them the pickling method.

"When the duck is slaughtered, it must be rinsed, and then dried with a clean towel", Cheng Yangyang took a duck from the bamboo bed and explained.

"Then spread the salt on the duck, be sure to spread it evenly, don't be reluctant to use salt, you know?" she specially explained this, she was worried that they would be reluctant, and the duck meat would be spoiled at that time.

Everyone nodded, watching her movements seriously.

"After smearing the salt, then smear the five-spice powder on the duck, but also evenly spread, and finally, carefully smear a layer of wine, leave it for half a day, and then use bamboo strips to prop up the duck and put it in a ventilated place to dry. ”

"This duck, with salt and wine, is not expensive!"

Seeing her so reluctant, everyone was distressed and looking forward to the day when she could sell well, and they were full of contradictions.

"The duck will be dried for about half a month, remember to send someone to check the drying situation of the duck every day, and the rotten ones must be dealt with in time, not left!"

What she is most worried about now is that most of the people who come to work are relatively old in the village, and she is afraid that they will be used to being thrifty and reluctant to use materials, and then they will be in trouble.

So she repeatedly emphasized to them that she must be willing to give up, and asked Wang Hai to start these days and take a look more.

"We get it," they nodded.

"Then let's take one to practice first, I'll see if you've learned it", Cheng Yangyang didn't hear anyone at the gate of the duck factory asking them to go back to eat, so he asked them to do it in front of her.

"Done!"

The people in charge of pickling went to find pots one after another, and according to what Cheng Yangyang said just now, they did it carefully.

"You have to wipe more salt, if it's not enough, tell Brother Wang Tong, let him come back after sending the goods and buy a few more bags of salt", Cheng Yangyang saw that someone hesitated, and she immediately stepped forward to remind.

In the end, everyone made their first duck, which has not yet been dried, but Cheng Yangyang has already spoken, "This is the first one you made, this one will be kept for yourself in the future and taken back to eat." ”

"Huh? really?"

Hearing this, some people seemed to put it in the basin with some regret and aggravated the taste again.

"Don't be reluctant, if you are pickled, not only the cost of salt and wine will not be recovered, but it may also affect a piece of duck meat around, and it will not be as simple as feeling sorry for salt at that time. ”

Cheng Yangyang saw a few re-pickled ones, she didn't name them and say anything, but kept emphasizing them to make them pay attention to this issue.

When she went back, she also specially found Wang Hai and asked him to be ruthless, he must keep an eye on the pickling link, and don't condone the workers to cut corners.

......

The Wednesday of the second week coincided with the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, and Cheng Yangyang set off for Liujia Village after class, and the first thing he did when he arrived at Liujia Village was, of course, to visit the watermelon field that she had been thinking about.

When she arrived at the melon field, it was already afternoon, the sun was hot, and there was no one in the melon field at this time, she walked in the melon field, looking for something.

"That's you!"

Finding the target, she quickly pounced, a big green-skinned watermelon, the pattern was already very obvious and beautiful, turned over and looked, the side touching the ground was already slightly yellow.

Slightly slapping, the dull "bang" sound is surprising, this is it!

Cheng Yangyang pinched the melon vine, put a slightly smaller melon into the back basket, and another large watermelon of more than ten catties was held in her arms and went to Village Chief Liu's house.

Liujia Village's estimation that Cheng Yangyang was almost here, so they were all waiting at Village Chief Liu's house, and after a while, they saw her figure appear on the path of the village.

"Brother Liu, come and pick me up!" Cheng Yangyang shouted at the people on the mountain.

With a copper plate and watermelon behind her back, and one in her arms, she couldn't walk for a long time, but the villagers in the village were not at home, and she didn't even have anyone to help, until she saw Village Chief Liu's house, she could call someone for help.

Liu Xiqing and Liu Wei heard her voice, and they didn't see what she was holding in their arms, and the two rushed down the mountain with one arrow step.

"Huh, isn't this a watermelon in the field?"

Liu Wei saw that she was holding a watermelon in her arms, he was a little surprised, his father had been reluctant to touch the watermelons in the field, and he didn't let others touch them, why did she pick them first now.

"Hurry up, it's so heavy!" Cheng Yangyang's hands were shaking, and if Liu Wei didn't take the watermelon again, the melon would fall to the ground.

Liu Wei saw her shouting again, and quickly knotted the watermelon in her arms, he held a watermelon in his hand for the first time, that heavy feeling, he inexplicably had a sense of achievement.

Seeing this, Liu Xiqing helped her remove the back basket behind her, and saw that there was also a melon in the back basket, and both of them were stunned.

"Sister Cheng, didn't you say that this melon won't be ripe until the end of the month? Why are you picking it now?"

"Almost", Cheng Yangyang responded, she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed when she unloaded the things, she rubbed her sour arm, "I finally came here, and I will open a melon for you by the way, so that you will not be reluctant." ”

The three of them climbed the small slope together and came to the villagers of Liujia Village.

Sure enough, seeing the watermelon in Liu Wei's arms, Liu Wei's father immediately ran over, "Ouch, this is not the melon in my field, why did you pick it!"

He wanted to snatch his beloved watermelon from Liu Wei's arms, but he was afraid that he would accidentally drop the melon, so the father and son held the melon together, carefully not daring to move.

"Uncle Liu Wei, you don't need to be so nervous", Cheng Yangyang couldn't help but smile when he saw it, "There are still so many melons in the ground." ”

She said simply, this melon is so big that he has carefully cared for it, and the watermelon in the village is ripe this year, and this melon is related to her annual income, so he can not be nervous.