Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 154 - . Various ways to consume goji berries_1

Chapter 154: 154. Various ways to consume goji berries_1 Chapter 154: 154. Various ways to consume goji berries_1 Seventh Uncle felt satisfied in his heart and had also moved a stool to sit beside Qiaoqiao, taking out a branch of goji berries from the basket to ask him about it.

Qiaoqiao blinked in confusion:

“I don’t recognize it.”

He truly didn’t recognize it.

For one thing, because he was a bit simple-minded, he was rarely allowed to play outside by himself when he was little, let alone run around in the mountains.

Secondly, this goji plant was just sprouting new leaves. Qiaoqiao might recognize it if it had berries on it, but now it only had leaves—and just a few tender ones at that. So it was normal that he didn’t recognize them.

Seventh Uncle wasn’t in a rush and said leisurely:

“This, you see, is goji. The dish we made for lunch today was made with it.”

“Goji leaves are rich in nutrients and contain many substances. They are cool in nature and can nourish and boost vitality, clear heat to quench thirst, expel wind to improve vision…”

He rambled on with a bunch of terms, but seeing Qiaoqiao’s still-clueless gaze, he paused and decisively changed his words:

“That is… brewing tea with these leaves can combat arteriosclerosis, soften blood vessels, nourish the liver, and improve eyesight. I know you can’t understand, can’t understand, just remember it.”

It was then that Qiaoqiao reacted, “Nourishing the liver and improving eyesight, I know that! Just like chrysanthemum, it’s cool too.”

He was referring to the cool nature of the plant.

Seventh Uncle was amused, feeling an unexpected surprise, “Not bad, not bad, your little brain is quite smart, isn’t it?”

Upon hearing this praise, Qiaoqiao didn’t feel proud but rather worried as he sighed to him:

“Uncle, stop messing around, I need to peel these.”

And for sure.

He wasn’t adept at it, and now he had to listen to Seventh Uncle talk, so he stopped what he was doing. And that would delay things.

The barrage of comments in the live stream started rolling quickly, and now they were laughing like crazy—

Even though they couldn’t see the old man’s face, those aged hands and the goji branch he held were in the frame. He went from talking about nutrition to medicinal properties and then to applications, obviously trying to teach the kid.

And here’s the silly streamer, seriously complaining about someone causing a disturbance… oh my, why is this so funny?

The viewers were invigorated, immediately shaking off any drowsiness.

Looking back at the camera and the branch with leaf buds, so this was goji, huh? Many of them hadn’t seen it before either.

Why bother learning about this properly? Is it for traditional Chinese medicine?

In the live stream, some were rubbing their hands together, feeling that teaching a simpleton about traditional Chinese medicine was a very unreliable endeavor.

However, before they could finish typing their thoughts, they heard Seventh Uncle say:

“No rush with the peeling. Let me first teach you how to eat this thing.”

He plucked a cluster of goji buds off the branch:

“For lunch, we are going to have this—scrambled egg with goji bud balls. You’ll need eggs, goji buds, pork leg meat, and the pear you have in your hand.”

“When these buds grow into full goji leaves, we can harvest them to cook with bamboo shoots and cured meat, or make goji leaf with pork liver soup, and even fry them with shrimp chips. There are plenty of ways to eat them.”

“After the leaves are picked, what do we do with the branches?”

Seventh Uncle casually bent a branch in his hand, “Tie them up like this, get some grass carp, a bunch of celery, and some old ginger, and you can make a goji celery fish soup.”

“When the season comes, I will cook them one by one for you to taste and see which one you like best?”

Qiaoqiao said loudly:

“Bamboo shoots, acacia flowers, milk vetch, shepherd’s purse are the tastiest!”

Seventh Uncle laughed again.

“You silly boy, you’ve got quite the picky taste, huh. I missed out on milk vetch and shepherd’s purse, but I’ve tried the bamboo shoots and acacia flowers, and they really are good. Otherwise, why would your sister dare to sell them for twenty yuan per pound!”

Twenty yuan a pound?

The live stream got a bit restless, and then a series of comments went up—

[Here it comes, the shopping cart is here.]

[Although the promotion is late, it has arrived.]

[Twenty yuan a pound is not cheap, the premium supermarkets here don’t even have this price.]

[Who cares, I just enjoy the host’s presentation, it’s so soothing. Whatever he recommends, I’ll buy.]

[Twenty yuan a pound is fine, if it can let me sleep well, I’d even pay a hundred yuan.]

The one speaking was precisely the top donor from before, the one whose tips amounted to more than a thousand bucks—most of which came from his own pocket.

Everyone got interested.

After all, selling agricultural products was always more interesting than other stuff, right?

Even though quite a few people didn’t even have the conditions to cook.

However, the host didn’t play by the rules at all.

All they heard was Qiaoqiao’s voice:

“But Seventh Uncle, you’ve said so much, I can’t remember it all.”

Standing beside her, Song Sancheng couldn’t help but close his eyes — oh, my silly son!

But Seventh Uncle wasn’t mad at all, pointing to a goji branch in his hand, “What do you use this for?”

“Grass carp.”

“And the leaves?”

“Stir-fried with bamboo shoots and cured pork.”

“What about these goji shoots?”

“Egg dumplings.”

Seventh Uncle was stunned for a moment before realizing that egg dumplings were what he just called goji shoot dumplings.

Seventh Grandma, who was helping to pick the rape blossoms they had broken off in the morning, couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this, “Pretty smart.”

And Seventh Uncle kept asking, “Then what’s the use of these goji leaves?”

Without hesitation, Qiaoqiao replied, “Nourishes the liver and brightens the eyes, it’s cooling, like chrysanthemum.”

At this point, even Zhang Yanping and Song Sancheng stopped what they were doing and looked over in surprise.

Seventh Uncle paused for an instant, then smiled contentedly,

“You see, you’ve remembered quite a bit, haven’t you?”

Qiaoqiao also paused, then cheered, “Sister! Look at me, I’m so smart!”

Song Tan didn’t skimp on praise either, and then she went into the room to make Seventh Uncle a cup of hot tea and handed a cup of honey water to Seventh Grandma—

Just for his teaching method alone, Song Tan knew that any effort spent was worthwhile.

Holding the hot tea in his hands, Seventh Uncle savored the scent of the tea leaves.

“Fragrant, truly fragrant, nothing beats our own tea.”

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The lively live stream hadn’t even settled down when it got stirred up once again—

[He’s here; he’s here; I bet they’re going to sell tea leaves this time!]

[No, definitely goji berries.]

[Wrong, they just mentioned bamboo shoots; it has to be bamboo shoots.]

[Is it possible that they might sell all of these?]

Even though it meant spending their own money, somehow, watching the host’s unique selling style and the host’s characteristics made everyone find it hard to resist.

Yet Seventh Uncle looked at Qiaoqiao, “That’s good. You’ve learned pretty well; just remember these things in your heart and carry on with peeling. Seventh Uncle won’t bother you anymore.”

Qiaoqiao didn’t seem to find anything amiss and, with an “Oh,” she continued to peel the Ya pears in her hand bit by bit.

The viewers in the live stream: …

After all that buildup, not selling anything in the end—why does that feel so awkward?

Consequently, everyone started urging:

[Weren’t they supposed to sell products? Where are the products? Put them in the shopping cart.]

[Don’t worry, even if it’s twenty bucks a pound, I’ll shell out the cash.]

But, after waiting left and right and peeling all the Ya pears clean, Qiaoqiao, fumbling, followed the steps Song Tan had taught earlier and gradually shut down the live stream.

In the end, the viewers never got to see a shopping cart promotion.

This, this is not the attitude of someone wanting to do sales, is it? Looking down on us, are they?!

However, the live stream had already ended, and whether it was comments or tips, nothing more could be sent; viewers could only shake their sleepy heads, trying hard to stay awake waiting for the end of the workday.