Chapter 2148: Chapter 1833: Look! Daylily! (3)
After getting in the car, he leaned back into the seat, his head snapping forward: "Qiaoqiao, I’m going to take a nap. Wake me up when we get there."
Qiaoqiao was also a bit sleepy, so she nudged him over: "Let’s sleep leaning together."
Amid the subtle sound of insects in the villa area, the car engine started faintly. The two teens in the back seat leaned against each other with closed eyes, slowly drifting towards the middle unconsciously.
The driver saw this in the rearview mirror and couldn’t help but reflect:
I still haven’t been thorough enough in my work.
In such situations, I should have brought a nanny car.
...
When the car came to a smooth and steady stop, Yang Zhengxi woke up without needing anyone to call him.
Looking ahead, the factory gate was slowly opening. He nudged Qiaoqiao beside him:
"Time to get to work."
The sky had already lightened up, though it still showed a faint misty blue. However, it was now clearly visible.
The hot temperature in the air had dropped a bit, and there was no sunlight scorching enough to burn the skin overhead; it was the ideal time for work during the day.
Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, equally groggy, and stared out of the car window, suddenly annoyed:
"Xiaoyang, we should have brought a cup of tea."
"Who says it’s not true?" Xiaoyang also thought, "But we couldn’t bring it; all the tea at home is hidden by my dad."
It’s not really hidden, just openly kept in his room or taken to his office.
In any case, Xiaoyang, who doesn’t drink tea, can’t sneak any.
The two teens looked at each other, then each unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and gulped down a mouthful—
"Let’s go! I had the changing room stocked with clothes and shoes ahead of time, let’s change into them."
He asked Qiaoqiao again: "Did you bring your livestream equipment?"
Qiaoqiao quietly checked the bag beside her: "I brought it."
Qiaoqiao also crammed a lot of information about picking daylilies last night, and now she seriously put on her equipment upon entering the changing room:
Hat, raincoat, rainboots.
The raincoat even thoughtfully prepared two types, one was the traditional full wrap design; the other was one-piece rain pants.
Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and chose the one-piece rain pants: "I don’t like the feeling of wet legs."
Especially as he was wearing long pants.
If he wore that kind of traditional raincoat, branches and stems would sneak in from the hem, quickly making the pants wet and sticky against the legs.
Opting for the one-piece rain pants offers more complete protection.
"My mom picks tea on the mountain, my sister bought this for her."
In the scorching summer, the sunlight is intense but it is also the rainy season, making the humidity particularly heavy.
In the morning when working, the dew is as thick as if it rained overnight. Before, Wu Lan used a simple plastic sheet for tea picking, but Song Tan saw it and directly arranged rain gear.
Later, with dense and deep tea bushes, and wild grass underneath, she simply switched to a full set of rain boots and pants.
Now Qiaoqiao wore it with great familiarity and earnestly said:
"When we get to the field, I’ll remind the kids to wear it properly. Seventh Uncle said staying wet like this over time could lead to rheumatism when old."
Fully equipped, the two went to the field. Though it wasn’t yet five o’clock, it was considered late.
By now, the large field of lush green daylilies was already populated by quite a few local farmers.
And Qiaoqiao opened the livestream, Yang Zhengxi helped set the angle, and put on the microphone. They tied bags around their waists and started picking.
Daylilies, like honeysuckle and chrysanthemums, are best picked in bud form.
Too small won’t do; they should be at the perfect, plump stage.
On one hand, economically speaking, they’re heavier; on the other hand, at this degree of maturity, the nutrients are more complete and the taste is better.
Too small and tender, once blanched, they turn to nothing, eating a big bite feels like nothing.
The livestream was on.
Qiaoqiao prepared her lines: "Kids, today I’m going to teach you how to pick daylilies."
Early in the morning, just past four o’clock, night owls almost asleep were suddenly roused by the live broadcast alert, flocking eagerly into the stream.
Yang Zhengxi glanced and saw only seven or eight hundred viewers joined at the start—seems this time slot is even more challenging than dead of night!
But even with low numbers, they were steadily increasing.
He knew Qiaoqiao didn’t mind whether there were many or few viewers, though things are more lively said to a bigger audience!
So he suggested saving the next part for later, for now, just showing the kids the daylilies would be good.
Qiaoqiao listened well, and then picked a plump daylily with yellow peeking through the green, and held it up to the camera:
"Look! Daylily!"
