I run a farm, not a zoo

Jiang Tu held a dog's tail grass, chewing the tender grass roots, and his mouth was sweet that belonged to the grass and trees.

He lay on the grass with Erlang's legs up, looking at the endless sky, at the chickens and ducks that were growing not far away, and at the big rabbit.

The cubs were completely geographical, and they were following their instincts and began to do something shameless in front of Jiang Tu.

I especially want to take off my shoes and shoot them.

"Oh, as a master, I don't have a partner, you are love." Jiang Tu pouted dissatisfiedly.

His tone was full of jealousy that he hadn't even noticed.

When the village chief Song Jun came over, what he saw was such a scene of doing nothing.

His envious eyes were green.

Why can a farmer be so leisurely, while he, a village chief who eats official meals, has to work overtime on days when he should be on vacation!

Working boy, can't afford to be hurt!

"Jiang Tu." Song Jun shouted.

Jiang Tu lowered his legs, sat up, and looked at him puzzled.

And which pot did not open which pot, asked: "You don't have a good rest at home after the holiday, what are you doing with me?" "

Song Jun, who was forced to work overtime, almost didn't get over when he heard this.

Did he want to come to him?

Does he want to come?

He doesn't want to!

"29 is looking for you for something." Song Jun sat down next to him with one butt.

The straightforward said: "The county leader and the tourism bureau asked me to ask you if you can increase the supply of your flower cake during the Dragon Boat Festival." "

To say that it is to ask, in fact, is to ask.

Originally, the county did not pay serious attention to this matter.

After all, merchants want to make money.

In the Dragon Boat Festival period such as long holidays and large flow of people, isn't it particularly reasonable to increase production?

Hey, someone doesn't.

It's Jiang Tu, who is a backbone.

This kid, if he hadn't repeatedly emphasized it, he would have wanted to stop production.

What else to say, the Dragon Boat Festival is on holiday, and the cook is also going to have a holiday.

It's just me off.

Jiang Tu turned his head to look at Song Jun, "What kind of output is my family's flower cake, can I decide?" "

The flowers, which were originally few, were also cut by Professor Lu and brought back to study.

Cuttings, the best time to divide the plant has not arrived, and he can't help it.

Song Jun choked, the truth is this truth, but, "Think of a way." "

The tasks arranged by the leaders must always be completed as much as possible.

I don't know when it started, tourists who come to their county to travel, first go to the tourist street to buy a flower cake and then go, has become a necessary check-in action for tourists.

However, there are only 50 flower cakes a day, and even if the purchase limit has begun now, each person can only buy one, which still cannot last for half an hour.

Especially on weekends, or holidays, it's really, it's over before it starts.

And the shop in their village, unlike the goods of other villages, the rose cake is really not competitive when it is sold out.

This does not work, 50 flower cakes a day, 250 a day.

He gritted his teeth and stomped his foot and said, "Count me begging you." "

Oh!

Jiang Tu raised his eyebrows, smiled at the corner of his eyes, looked at Song Jun, and repeated his words, "You really beg me?" "

Song Jun looked at Jiang Tu hatefully and said, "I beg you." "

After speaking, he turned his eyes, clamped his throat, his voice was seven points feminine, three points pretentious, orchid fingers pinched, while gesturing to help Jiang Tu squeeze his shoulders, while saying: "Please, Brother Jiang~"

"Brother Jiang~~~um~ people beg you~."

That voice, that intonation, can be called nine curves and eighteen bends.

Jiang Tu only felt that countless ant armies instantly appeared on the grass, and they repeatedly pressed over him.

The taste was disgusting and creepy, and I almost wanted to slap them all to death, but I couldn't do it.

There is not a single hair on his body that does not stand up.

Like a pacesetter with a gun in battle, determined to fight the enemy.

I can't wait to shout: Dirty things, don't come and get involved with me!

He broke free at once, and the claws of the village chief, who had begun to lose his face, directly opened the absolutely safe distance.

Vigorously shook the non-existent ants on his body.

Looking at Song Jun's eyes, it was like looking at a pervert.

Song Jun's eyes curved downward, and the corners of his mouth curved upward, as if possessed by an evil mask, Chong Jiangtu stretched out his hand.

As soon as he wanted to speak, he was severely stopped by Jiang Tu.

"Shut up! If you still want a new snack, shut your mouth for me. People also gave me back to normal. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Rub, the demonized village chief, is definitely beyond his own acceptance.

Jiang Tu couldn't wait to directly launch a big move against the village chief: retreat! Withdraw! Withdraw!

Song Jun was normal for a second, and he whispered: "It would be good to agree earlier." "

He worked hard. Let his image as the perfect village chief be ruined.

"Good work, ha. I'll have someone come and pick it up tomorrow morning. He waved the handkerchief absent in his hand, his voice tinged with joy.

"Get out!"

Jiang Tu grabbed a handful of grass indiscriminately and threw it towards Song Jun.

Song Jun, the village chief who completed the task, did not care about Chef Jiang Tujiang's impoliteness, and left with a smile.

Mission accomplished, ready for vacation, yes ()V

Jiang Tu also thought about increasing production.

Mainly, it is really cool to simply have as few as a dozen or as many as thirty or forty praise chests a day.

He doesn't need to say that he can make up a hundred and then open it, he can make up enough 1,000 to try!

There is really only so much rose butter, but when kneading the rose petals, the remaining rose water can be thought about how to make good use of it.

Soon, Jiang Tu found a suitable recipe - plum blossom crisp.

A puff pastry that is almost identical to a flower cake.

It's just that it needs to be shaped like a plum blossom before putting it in the oven.

The filling is usually bean paste or date paste.

There are still big red dates left with rice dumplings wrapped in Dragon Boat Festival, and there are also some red beans opened by the system.

SR's recipes, he also has.

To improve it a little, try to use rose water with flour to make puff pastry, and when mixing filling, you can also add a little to it.

Jiang Tu, who felt completely feasible, felt that he was really a little clever ghost.

Just do what you say.

He doesn't lie flat here anymore, go home and try out the new formula first to see how it looks and tastes.

The first pot, failed.

It's not rigorous either. 277 tastes good.

The crispy and delicious crust, soft and sweet bean paste filling, and rose fragrance are also unique.

But, ugly.

The red color dyed by the juice of rose petals turns into an old light purple after heating and roasting.

There is also a bit of uneven depth, and it does not smell as much as it can arouse people's appetite.

There are even points deducted.

Simply put, with just one glance, the desire to buy is halved.

That's certainly not going to work.

Normal peach blossom crisp dyeing is with beetroot powder, which is good, he does not.

No, he has.

Jiang Tu slapped his brain, he remembered, he didn't have beetroot powder, but he had beets.

Although it has not yet grown much, it should still be possible to pluck two sticks in the field and get some powder. It's a big deal to pull out two more.

After several twists and turns, Jiang Tu finally made a plum blossom crisp that satisfied it in all directions.

It is really the color adjustment of his own beetroot powder and rose juice, and it is the most difficult step to achieve that kind of pink but not glamorous, but also to arouse people's desire to buy.

So much so that later, he only scrubbed the crust.

Thanks to the perfect plum blossom crisp recipe given by the system, otherwise he would not have been able to complete the improvement in such a short time.

At dinner, Jiang Tu had to clean the test products by himself all afternoon.

Just over the tea, sitting in the yard, at the feet of a group of round cats and dogs and money leopard cubs, also dashing.

It's mosquitoes, it's a bit much.

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