59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

The old man saw Chen Hao almost fall down and raised his hand to support him.

"You are so old, and you are so anxious about two pheasants."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Chen Hao stretched his neck to look at the two pheasants and asked, "Grandma, can we have chicken for lunch?"

"No, save it for the evening!"

"Make one."

The old man smiled and said, "It's just a pheasant."

"If you have the ability, go catch two for me."

The old lady grabbed the two pheasants and went into the kitchen, threw the bag to Chen Hao, and asked him to take it back to the room.

Chen Li stared at the pheasants with her small eyes, and followed the old lady with her short legs.

"Eat meat, eat meat."

Chen Hao also wanted to go to the kitchen to stare at the pheasant, so he quickly put the bag into the room and ran out, ready to go to the kitchen.

"Chen Hao, wash the car."

"Okay, big brother, I'll take a look at the chicken first."

What's so good about this?

A male pheasant with hair is pretty, but after boiling water and plucking the hair, what can you see?

Chen Feng couldn't understand their joy!

Take out the tea cake from the clothes and give it to the old man.

"Big brother, what's delicious, cakes?"

Chen Hao just came out and ran over to open it and take a look, but he didn't dare, so he could only ask with a thick face.

"This is Pu'er." Chen Feng answered casually.

"What is Pu'er, can it be eaten?" Chen Hao said unwillingly.

The old man knocked on his forehead and said, "I don't know this, this is tea!"

Chen Hao said aggrievedly, "Grandpa, I haven't seen it, how do I know it's tea."

Chen Feng nodded.

This attack was indeed unfair.

Everyone has their own blind spots in knowledge, and Chen Hao is not old this year, how could he know Pu'er tea?

The old man opened the outer packaging of the tea cake and smelled it.

"The fragrance is slightly floating, the color is bright, this is the pre-rain tea."

Chen Feng couldn't tell the difference. He couldn't even tell old tea from new tea, let alone tell the difference between pre-Qingming tea and pre-rain tea.

He suspected that the old man was pretending, but he had no evidence.

Seeing the old man so happy, he thought that good things come in pairs, good tea goes with good water.

"Grandpa, do you want me to send you some good spring water?"

The old man took the tea bag and treasured it very much. He smiled and said, "Don't brew it. Keep it and take it out when you get married."

"Okay, okay, isn't it just some tea?"

The old lady came out with a small bag full of chicken feathers. Seeing the old man holding tea leaves, she laughed and said, "How can it be better than pheasant? You have the ability to drink tea without eating."

The old man said, "What do you know? This is the first time my eldest grandson has sent me something, and it's good tea."

His tone suddenly sank, and he recalled, "When my brother went to Yunnan, he asked someone to send back Pu'er tea."

The old lady pulled his hand.

The old man immediately stopped talking.

Chen Feng looked at the old man, waiting for the next word, but he didn't expect to wait in vain.

"I still have eggs, Haozi, bring a bowl."

Take out the pheasant eggs and let Chen Hao take them to the kitchen.

"Mom, the eggs are here."

The little girl was in the stage of observing the world and learning from adults. She imitated Erguo's tone and said, "Meat is here!"

"Haha, little Lili is so smart."

Chen Hao picked up his sister and kissed her little face.

The little girl was very happy. She hugged his neck and giggled non-stop. She also imitated Chen Hao's movements and kissed his face.

The friendship between the two siblings made the kitchen more joyful.

"Let's go wash the car."

Chen Hao put his sister down and came out with a bucket of water to wash the bicycle.

Chen Li was reluctant to leave the kitchen. She sat on a small stool and stared at the iron pot on the coal stove.

"Mom, all the eggs are beaten. I'll go to the park to pick up duck eggs in the evening."

Chen Feng came in and said, fearing that they would be reluctant to eat half and cook half.

"Okay, there's still some leeks, let's fry them together."

Zhou Qing also knew that Chen Feng went to "pick up eggs" every day, and there was no need to keep chicken and duck eggs at home. They would go bad over time, and it was not possible to exchange them for food.

Recently, the wind was tight and the ghost market was raided several times.

Chen Jianguo specifically reminded not to go to the ghost market.

The pheasants were not big. After removing the feathers, each weighed only a little more than one pound, and there were not many pieces of meat after chopped. It was definitely not enough for several people at home, especially recently the appetite of the whole family seemed to have increased a lot.

So the old lady still threw a few pork ribs in and made a pot of pork ribs and pheasant soup.

Sprinkle a layer of green onions, and the aroma of the kitchen began to drift.

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The little girl immediately became greedy.

"Mom, I'm so hungry, I want to eat meat."

"It's almost time, it's almost time."

At noon, we had sweet potatoes mixed with rice, that is, we cut the sweet potatoes and put them in the rice to cook together.

Neither the sweet potatoes nor the rice had the aroma of pork ribs.

After lunch, Chen Feng took a large bowl into the room, peeled and seeded the oranges in the space, and squeezed them into orange juice.

The six orange trees are now full of oranges, and Chen Feng harvested them all.

Fruits are more scarce than food. There is no way to sell so many oranges, and it is impossible to sell them. They can only be squeezed into juice and consumed by themselves.

Fill the five porcelain cups on the table with pure juice without any added substances.

Carry the plate and put the cup on it.

"Chen Hao, come in, take it out, one cup for each person."

Chen Hao came in and saw that he took a small sip from a cup first, and said happily: "Brother, when did you buy soda? Even if the gas is gone, the soda cannot be released. It must be kept in the bottle. Only when you drink it, the stomach will be gassy."

"Stop talking nonsense, drink it if you want, or not."

"Hehe, drink it, it tastes good even without gas."

Chen Hao took the plate outside and yelled as soon as he went out.

"Grandpa, grandma, mother, sister, big brother bought soda again, but the gas is gone."

"Soda is so expensive, isn't it okay to drink some sugar water?" Zhou Qing complained, but took the cup and took a sip. He liked orange juice very much.

Chen Hao was afraid that the little girl would spill the cup, so he put it on the stool.

"Sister, lie down on the side and drink it."

"Yeah."

Chen Li held the cup in her little hand and drank it in small sips.

Chen Feng held a cup, sat in the study, took a sip, and took out a book to read slowly.

It was Chen Jianguo's Dream of the Red Chamber.

After reading for a while, he felt sleepy.

Classical Chinese was quite hypnotic to him.

Back to the bedroom, put the cup aside, and take a nap.

"Big pot."

The little girl came in, kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, saw the half cup of juice Chen Feng put on the bedside, turned her head and looked at her elder brother.

Couldn't help but be greedy again.

"Big pot, I'll help you drink it, okay."

Chen Feng patted her little butt and continued to sleep.

The little girl immediately lay on the bed and took a small sip.

She was full at noon, and just drank another cup, purely greedy, but she couldn't bear to leave it for Chen Hao, so she squatted on Chen Feng's kang and drank a sip every once in a while.

In the next few days, Chen Feng either went to the library or went fishing and duck fishing, and sold most of the harvest to Wang Cheng.

As for the nuts he wanted, he quickly collected them at the cannery through the relationship between Ye Jin and Wang Cheng.

There are many kinds of canneries in Sijiu City, and the fruits are mainly apples, oranges, pears, and loquats.

"Xiao Feng, it's useless for you to have this thing."

Wang Cheng watched Chen Feng take the nuts away and persuaded him again: "It won't survive, really, I've tried it."

Of course you can't survive!

The germination rate of nuts is not high, and the seedling rate is also low. Only professionals have the ability to grow fruit tree seeds.

Chen Feng is not a tree planter, but he is cheating.

"It's okay, I'll give it a try."

The three apple trees and six orange trees in the ranch in the space have grown up.

Several people at home drink juice every day, and poor Chen Hao always thought it was the soda bought by Chen Feng.