I run a farm, not a zoo

Bai Wentao really said it too sincerely.

When the unit price of rice dumplings automatically and consciously rose from 5 yuan to 7 yuan each, Jiang Tu really couldn't resist asking him.

Say, "Is it really worth it?" "

Bai Wentao smiled dashingly, "It's worth it." He said firmly.

Since eating the zongzi that Jiang Gebao on that day, the outside is ordinary, and even the exquisite rice dumplings that his family usually eats, but it can be said that it is a world of difference.

However, in terms of the glutinous rice and filling inside, it is the other extreme.

The glutinous rice is soft and sticky, probably because it is cooked over the most primitive large iron pot with wood, and it is a little chewy.

The glutinous rice on the outside absorbs the fragrance of the rice dumpling leaves, and the glutinous rice on the inside absorbs the taste of the filling.

It can be said that the taste of each bite is different.

It is obviously such a big rice dumpling, but it can always attract people unconsciously and eat it in minutes.

People like them, what kind of delicious, have not eaten or seen.

And even so, it still made Bai Wentao feel amazing, then this money, he spent it without loss.

"Brother Jiang, you promise me." Bai Wentao's eyes were sincere, he really felt delicious.

"In this way, if you promise me, when I order the zongzi packaging box here, I will also bring out the share for you."

Bai Wentao felt that if the price could not move Brother Jiang, then he would find another way.

The closer to the Dragon Boat Festival, the more difficult the packaging is, which is an immutable truth.

Jiang Tu was moved.

Not for rice dumplings for seven dollars, but for packaging gift boxes.

He didn't expect this.

Now is not before, as long as things are good, it is nothing to carry with a plastic bag.

Adults, most of them pay attention to face.

The packaging box of the Dragon Boat Festival gifts, he himself is really needed.

Within two days, in connection with the students, Lin Yi, and Jiang Tu's own, he packed more than 1,100 rice dumplings.

The two cauldrons at home and the cauldron in the canteen of the service station were temporarily requisitioned by him.

As long as there was no cooking, the firewood was burned one after another, and finally the task was completed before the Dragon Boat Festival.

At that time, Jiang Tu's whole person was broken.

The zongzi are so fragrant, but he doesn't even have the mood to eat the zongzi, and the mention of zongzi is disgusting.

Although it is tiring to wrap rice dumplings, killing pigs is really fun.

Jiang Tu only returned to the village this year.

So he didn't know that the students of the agricultural university had almost formed a tradition in their village by killing pigs at the Dragon Boat Festival.

Early in the morning, Jiang Tu had just arrived at the back kitchen of the service station, and was just about to start making breakfast, when the invited pig-killing master had already entered the village and was waiting at the door of the service station.

No wonder this group of students began to tell him from a very early age that it would be better to keep breakfast simple this morning.

It turned out that I was afraid that I would delay the time of the pig-killing master.

"Master, did you have breakfast?" I didn't eat a little later. Jiang Tuchong said the middle-aged man sitting on the tricycle and waiting to start.

"No, no, I brought steamed buns, just pad yourself in a while." The man quickly waved his hand, took out a large steamed bun from his pocket, and raised it to signal that he had brought breakfast.

It looks like it was bought casually in the county.

But just a steamed bun is too rough.

"Don't bother, you can eat something hot with us later." Jiang Tu continued to invite.

"It's just, it's just," seeing that the master still wanted to refuse.

Xiong Ming, who doesn't know when he came out, hurried up.

"Master, you also try our new chef, Brother Jiang's craftsmanship, I dare to say that he said the second in Bears Ears Village, and no one dares to say the first."

Xiong Ming gave a thumbs up, praising Jiang Tu's eighteen good words for cooking, and said it as if he didn't want money.

Successfully told the master on the tricycle that he was hungry.

"New chef?" The master was stunned and looked at the young man who had disappeared into the kitchen.

It took him a while to react, and the one who had just spoken to him was the new chef in the mouth of this student cub.

He also thought that the exceptionally spirited young man was also a student here. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Your original one, don't do it?" The pig-killing master asked.

"Hmm." Xiong Ming nodded, pulled out a finger, thought that it was wrong, and added another one, saying: "He was more than a month ago, almost two months, he was arched by a pig and entered the hospital." "

"I heard that I just got discharged from the hospital two days ago."

I can't come back when I get discharged from the hospital. Next, he faced the most powerful legal team of the agricultural university, fighting lawsuits, compensation and even imprisonment, and one was indispensable.

The master of the pig killing nodded and said: "I heard before who was arched by a wild boar in this piece, and the ambulances came, but I didn't expect it to be him." "

After speaking, there were two sighs of self-care, "It's good to go, that person is not a good person." "

The eyes are high and the hands are low, and they have no ability and greed, and they look down on people.

These outsiders actually see it clearly, but because of the relationship, they can't say anything.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Xiong Ming couldn't answer this, so he could only giggle together.

However, the awkward atmosphere did not last long, and a strong fragrance began to waft from the kitchen.

There is a meaty aroma, and there is also a burnt aroma of fried in fat.

After dying, Brother Jiang made something fresh again.

Xiong Ming twitched his nose twice, habitually swallowed his saliva, grabbed the master and walked to the cafeteria.

"Walk around, if you miss this meal, you can regret it for a long time." Xiong Ming chattered as he walked.

Jiang Tu just shouted outside: "If you want to help kill the pig, eat first, and the rest of the people will wait for the next pot, and it will be fine immediately." "

"If you want to eat porridge, you can also mix the dipping sauce yourself."

He happened to see the scene of Xiong Ming pulling people in, and said to Xiong Ming with a smile: "You take care of the master, it will be a labor-intensive job later." "

"Hey, don't worry, Brother Jiang. I went in and got a pair of chopsticks. "

Since renovating the kitchen and asking the village sister-in-law to help clean up, Jiang Tu went to buy a lot of tableware and put it in the kitchen.

Prevent the embarrassment of a sudden arrival of a guest but no utensils to eat.

The middle-aged man who killed the pig smiled embarrassedly, and his movements were a little cramped.

He moved his lips and said carefully, "I'm dirty." "

Kill pigs, where there are those who wear clean clothes.

"It's okay. Dirty what is dirty. We go down every day, and we don't get clean. Xiong Ming stuffed the bowl and chopsticks into his hand, "Don't be polite with us." We will continue to cooperate in the future. "

When the two pigs are finished killing and the potatoes start to be collected, they should still catch the two piglets and raise them.

In winter, depending on the situation, sometimes I rush back to school, and sometimes I put it in the village pig farmer's house and raise it together.

In this way, the pigs are raised for one year and the next year is continued.

Xiong Ming carefully took the pot stickers from Jiang Tu's hand, eight per person, enough porridge, and a boiled egg.

Pot stickers with minced meat, the crust underneath is hard and hard fried with grease, golden brown and crispy.

The meat filling inside, gathered but not scattered, is soft and a little chewy, and the crust on it seems to absorb the broth, and it is also exceptionally delicious.

In one bite, multiple tastes are in the mouth, like a perfect fusion of various instruments, playing a wonderful symphony.

As you chew, the crunching sound that is transmitted directly into your mind by bone conduction exudes a different delicacy.

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