59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Grandson, why did you cut up the turtle again and exchange it for food?"

The old lady felt sad when she saw that the turtle had been cut into pieces.

These are all food!

Looking at Chen Feng, who was nimble and skillful, he gave up.

Eat if you like it, your grandson is the most important.

"Grandma, you are so weak that you can hardly walk. You must take good care of yourself. I am still thinking about you taking care of my great-grandson in the future."

Chen Feng said something that he didn't even know whether it was true or false.

"well."

The old lady said happily.

"You have suffered for decades with your grandfather, but you have not enjoyed the blessings of your grandfather and your father. Now that you are old, you are enjoying the blessing of being your eldest grandson."

Chen Feng asked in a low voice: "Grandma, what did our Chen family do in the past?"

The old lady shook her head and said ambiguously, "I make my living in the fields and mountains."

Chen Feng only knew that his family was a small peasant family, and that his grandfather had fought against the Japanese and served as a military doctor, so he had a wide network of contacts.

He prefers to be content with the life in the market, without being too utilitarian.

The only activity was probably to save his eldest son who was joining the army from the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea.

Cut the turtle and heat the coal stove to just the right temperature.

The old lady watched Chen Feng wash the prawns and small fish, and then put a spoonful of oil into the pot. She suddenly became anxious.

"Xiao Feng, go take a rest. I'll cook."

In those days, oil was extremely precious. Oil coupons and meat coupons were second only to the three major item coupons and were even scarcer than cloth coupons.

Seeing his grandson’s generosity, the old man couldn’t bear to let him go.

Chen Feng refused to give up his position.

Just kidding, if you let the old lady do it, she will definitely save a little on this and a little on that, and in the end, when it reaches her mouth, it’s edible, but it’s definitely not delicious.

Why does no one eat soft-shelled turtles, crabs, loaches, etc. now? Because these things don’t require oil or seasoning, and they taste really bad!

"Grandma, just take a good rest and leave it to me."

"It's just a little oil. I'll get you a few more jugs tomorrow."

The old lady was happy and distressed.

The eldest grandson is sensible now, but he doesn’t seem to know how to stay at home.

"Please put less in the turtle when you stir-fry it later."

Feeling distressed at Chen Feng's extravagant spending, the old man simply walked out.

"When did the lake in the city of Sijiu become so full of turtles and fish?"

"Grandma, there are a lot of bastards in the city, but there aren't many turtles."

Chen Feng laughed.

Zhou Qing didn't have a job. He came back at around twelve o'clock with a basket of wild vegetables. In the kitchen, he saw the little girl sitting on a stool waiting for dinner, sipping slightly sweet syrup.

Chen Hao has already prepared the chopsticks.

Chen Feng is using the remaining seasoning from steamed soft-shelled turtle to stir-fry shrimps and small fish. Deep-frying is best.

But unfortunately, in an era when oil is calculated by the gram, frying is definitely an extremely luxurious behavior.

The Chen family simply didn't have enough oil and starch.

He Yushui watched from the side.

"Xiao Feng, what a waste of oil!"

Smelling the fragrant aroma, Zhou Qing's appetite was whetted, but looking at the oil, shrimps and fish in the pot, he felt like a lot of money was gone.

"Mom, if you feel heartbroken, go out and wait."

Chen Feng grinned evilly. The old man and the old lady were both heartbroken, but they couldn't do anything about him, so they simply pretended to ignore it.

Only the three little ones didn't mind the oil and wished it were more fragrant.

Of course, it would be better if it cooked faster.

Soon lunch was ready and the family prepared to eat.

"It's delicious!"

He Yushui smelled the aroma of the food and was fascinated.

Noticing Zhou Qing's sigh, he quickly changed the topic and said, "It's just a waste of oil. Brother Feng, you should learn from me how to use oil properly."

"Eat yours!"

Chen Feng picked up a piece of half-fried fish, removed the bones, and gave it to the little girl.

"Why are the dishes so generous? Just like foreigners eat?" The old man asked in surprise, looking at the small bowls.

In order to prevent Chen Hao and his friends from snatching the food, Chen Feng divided the meat and vegetables into several small bowls, one for each person.

Although you have to wash more dishes, it reduces the chances of your elders giving you food.

"Grandpa, let's make it clear first, everyone eats their own food, and you are not allowed to pass food to others."

Chen Hao looked at the portion in his bowl, which was the same as his third sister's, and was so happy that he ate much slower.

He doesn't need to fight for it, so he can taste it naturally.

He Yushui was also very happy. The amount of fish and shrimp in her bowl was the same as that of Chen Hao and Chen Feng, just a little less than that of the old man, the old lady, and little Lili.

Zhou Qing glanced at the glass bottle of oil and the small wine bottle which was half full in the morning.

Now only the bottom bit is left.

"Xiao Feng, you are still young, you have to develop the habit of saving."

"What will we do in the future when we use so much oil in one day?"

"You have to know that one ounce of oil costs about 10 cents, and our family can only get one or two pounds every month."

"Dong dong!"

The old man knocked on the table twice, and Zhou Qing had to stop talking.

The younger ones didn't care about all that, they just kept eating.

"Mom, don't worry. I'll go fishing at the beach and I'll make sure I get you enough oil."

Chen Feng said comfortingly.

Today is Friday. If nothing goes wrong, my second uncle should be able to hire a horse carriage or donkey cart.

His father Chen Jianjun has a very serious personality and is suitable for working in the factory’s armed forces department, which is full of veterans with similar personalities and hobbies.

My second uncle Chen Jianguo is a smooth talker who gets along well with everyone. He has a certain network of relationships among all walks of life in this city.

"Er Guo, don't you like eating turtles?"

The little girl finished the turtle in her bowl, and when she saw Chen Hao only eat the small fish, leaving the turtle pieces and a prawn, she said naively, "Er Guo, I'll give you the fish, and you give me the turtle, and I'll help you eat it."

"Don't even think about it!"

Chen Hao snorted, "The best food should be saved for last, you don't understand."

The little girl looked at the turtle in his bowl and became greedy.

Zhou Qing smiled and gave her the turtle from his bowl.

The little girl looked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng said helplessly: "Eat it, but you have to give the fish to mother."

"Okay, cauldron!"

The little girl pushed the remaining half bowl of fish to Zhou Qing.

Compared with the tender and smooth texture of soft-shelled turtle meat, the small fish is naturally inferior.

Because of the separate meals, Chen Feng was the first to finish eating this time. Chen Hao, who usually ate the fastest, was still slowly savoring his soft-shelled turtle.

Thinking of the elderly's lack of nutrition, he made them a bowl of sugar water.

"I just finished eating, it's not good to drink water."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Grandpa, without fruit to help digestion, a bowl of sugar water is just right."

"Mr. Chen, is he here?"

There was a shout from outside the door.

Chen Feng helped the old man out.

Outside the door was a middle-aged man he didn't know, holding a skinny black and white spotted dog in his arms.

Chen Feng recognized it at a glance; it was a Chinese native dog.

Its head features are similar to those of a gray wolf, with a pointed mouth, mainly brown fur, and coarse fur. Its average lifespan is about 15 years.

It has a gentle personality, is easy to raise, and is very loyal. It is adapted to group life, has a strong territoriality, and almost never suffers from skin diseases.

They are the product of China's thousands of years of agricultural society, living fossils of history and culture, and are known as the "national dog of China."

This is one of the best hunting dogs in the world, good enough to be in the top five.