Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

Jian Mingchen held the mung bean cake in both hands, and ate small bites, his mouth puffed up from time to time, looking very satisfied, seeing Zhong Qingran's appetite greatly increased, he ate a few more pieces than usual.Jian Mingyu tasted two pieces and stopped using them. He quietly watched the two eating happily, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

As the days passed and the temperature became higher and higher day by day, the cultured red crayfish entered the breeding season ahead of schedule.Zhong Qingran would go for a walk around the shrimp pond almost every day, and most of the time, Zhong Qingzhu would follow along.

Without a playmate, Zhong Qingzhu sometimes feels really idle.He is 15 years old this year, at this age, normally he should be busy talking about supporting his family, but he has nothing to do.With Zhong Qingshu's departure, Zhong Qingzhu realized that he seemed to be in danger if he dawdled around like this. What would he do if his family stopped paying monthly money one day?

In just a few months, Zhong Qingzhu has lost a lot of weight, even so, his figure is still a little fat.After thinking hard for a few days, he found that he couldn't think of any advantages other than a picky tongue.What can you do with this, be a gourmet?Come on, it can't make him money.Besides, when the uncle in the family is an official, there are many things that he can't do if he wants to. Besides, he is not very old, even if he wants to gain fame, few people believe him.

Red crawfish is an ingredient anyway, and it makes people feel comfortable just looking at it, so Zhong Qingzhu decided to learn more from Qingran.

Regarding Zhong Qingzhu's change, Zhong Qingran had long noticed that he really couldn't help except a few words of comfort.Since Zhong Qingshu entered Beijing, a heartless person like Zhong Qingzhu also felt a sense of crisis.He became thinner, besides not spending money randomly and reducing the number of small stoves, it was also related to his mental state.After thinking about it, it seems that it is not easy to achieve a broad mind and a fat body.

In the past, Zhong Qingzhu went to the shrimp pond, but just watched the excitement, Zhong Qingran did what he said, some of it was listened to and watched, and most of it disappeared with the wind, but this time he was much more serious.Zhong Qingran didn't hide any secrets, and repeated the details and other precautions.

Walking on the foundation of the pond, looking at the small red crayfish no bigger than a fingernail swimming around in the nursery pond, Zhong Qingzhu squatted down and gently fiddled with a branch, rarely caring about the sales of the adult shrimp: "Qing Ran, what did you do last time?" As I said, after this breeding season, this batch of broodstock, except for premium species, will be sold, have you found a good buyer?"

"Not yet, someone will want it." Zhong Qingran was worried about this before, but now he doesn't think so.

He did not expect that people would be so enthusiastic about red lobsters after the spread of eating them.However, after more than half a year, the number of red crayfish near Hewan Village has decreased sharply. Some are sold, and more are eaten by villagers.

Not only Hewan Village, but any place that knows how to eat red crayfish is no better than Hewan Village.Since the end of last year, the price of red crayfish has been rising steadily. Now that red crayfish has entered an active period and is about to usher in the breeding peak, the price has not dropped much.

Zhong Qingran somewhat underestimated the people's desire for meat in the Great Zhou Dynasty. When most people couldn't afford meat, the red crayfish that could be caught easily became the best target.Even in the icy and snowy winter, many people still try various methods to trap shrimp, which shows the temptation of high prices.

After the red crayfish were brutally killed by people, they will not be able to return to the past in the short term. No, to be more precise, according to this situation, there will only be fewer and fewer.

Zhong Qingran is naturally happy to see the results, in this way, the red crayfish in the shrimp pond can be sold at a good price.Remembering that the fruit trees in the slopes have been transplanted for several months, the taste and appearance have improved, Zhong Qingran can't help looking forward to the red crayfish.Since the shrimp pond was built, he has not tasted the taste of red crayfish in the pond.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after sensing Zhong Qingran's thoughts, the shrimp seedlings all swam to the other side of the nursery pond.

Shrimp seedlings have only grown so little, it's not a good time to catch shrimps, Zhong Qingran didn't pay attention, so he asked someone to fish a small basket, and planned to fry a plate tomorrow to try it out, to confirm whether his guess was correct.

Seeing Zhong Qingran make a move, Zhong Qingzhu also joined in the fun, and also asked someone to scoop up a basket and take it away.

"Qing Ran, this shrimp is a bit thin, will it taste bad?"

Zhong Qingran didn't know how to answer, so he simply told the truth: "I haven't tasted it, how would I know? If you are worried, just grab less."

"Forget it, there's not much in total, it's cheaper than the third uncle's house." Zhong Qingzhu curled his lips, a little dissatisfied.Although the third uncle and the third aunt did not cheat him, they would not raise him as their own child, and they would provide him with food and drink.Over the years, they have benefited a lot from him.

"If you really have nothing to do, you can come here more often and watch more. If the first batch of red crayfish can be sold at a high price, you don't have to worry about the day when your family will be cut off. Monthly money." Zhong Qingran put away his smile and made a serious suggestion.

"Well, I've been bothered by this recently. Look, I've lost so much weight." Zhong Qingzhu scratched his face, with a look of begging for comfort, which made Zhong Qingran turn away happily.

"It's just right now. With your previous body, you might be thrown stones while walking." Zhong Qingzhu teased.

Zhong Qingzhu was very wronged: "I am already like this, and you still say that about me, are you still a friend?"

Zhong Qingran burst out laughing, and hurriedly comforted him: "Okay, okay, I know you have suffered a lot these past few months, next time I will treat you to chicken legs."

Hearing the meat, Zhong Qingzhu's eyes suddenly brightened: "When will you please?"

"I'll invite you someday when I remember."

As soon as Zhong Qingran finished speaking, the corners of Zhong Qingzhu's mouth collapsed. Isn't this just teasing him? There is no time limit, who knows if he will have the day yet.

The two walked towards home noisily all the way.

After parting from Zhong Qingzhu, Zhong Qingran turned into Jian Mingyu's house, distributed some red crayfish to him, and said before leaving: "I'll bring some meat over tomorrow afternoon, and you give the whole side dish."

"it is good."

At noon the next day, red crayfish appeared again on the dining table of the Zhong family.Now red crayfish are hard to catch, everyone in the Zhong family is busy, relying on a few children who are not yet six years old, it's just a drop in the bucket, the supply can't keep up with consumption, red crayfish has become expensive.

After the year, I haven't eaten it a few times, and each time there is only a small plate. With so many people in the Zhong family, it is not always possible for each person to get one.This time, a large plate appeared all of a sudden, the children smelled the familiar fragrance, and their saliva almost flowed out, but no matter how eager they were, they didn't dare to grab it. They didn't rush to grab it until Mr. Zhong moved his chopsticks.

Now, except for expensive food, the Tong family generally doesn't share food, and most of the food is let the family eat as they please.In just a few months, the complexions of the Zhong family became rosy, and the traces left by the years also faded.

The most obvious changes are Mr. Zhong and Mrs. Tong.The two elders worked hard all their lives, but they enjoyed the blessing of their third grandson in their later years. They always straightened up when they went out, and often had a smile on their faces.

Zhong Qingran picked up a red lobster, skillfully bit off the shell, chewed it carefully, and tasted it carefully. Although the taste was better than before, it was not so obvious.After all, it is a broodstock shrimp, which has just consumed a lot of energy, and the meat quality has deteriorated a bit.He thought, this kind of excellent gene, I don't know if it will be inherited, but it would be great if it can be like this, each generation will be better than the next generation, and in the future, it will be able to make a lot of money just by selling seedlings.

After a short rest, Zhong Qingran came to Jian Mingyu's house.Before lunch, he bought a chicken for Jian Mingyu to kill. Except for what he asked for, Jian Mingyu took care of the rest.

When Zhong Qingran arrived, the two brothers of the Jian family were already preparing in the kitchen.

"Is it all marinated as I said?"

"Brother Qingran, well, I've been told you're greedy, so I asked my brother to wait for you." Jian Mingchen blinked bright eyes, looking at Zhong Qingran expectantly.

"Whether it tastes good or not depends on your brother's craftsmanship." Zhong Qingran nodded to Jian Mingyu, and soon, the smell of fried chicken wafted from the kitchen.

The seasonings are not very cheap. The peasants are used to being frugal, and they are generally reluctant to use oil for frying. Whether it is the Jian family or the Zhong family, they all come here.Jian Mingyu's talent is there, even if there is a lack of salt and oil, the taste will not be the same.Now you don't have to save so much, and the meals you make are more attractive.

Seeing so much oil poured into the pot, Jian Mingyu didn't show any reluctance on his face, but his heart was bleeding.What a waste!After enduring and enduring, he couldn't hold back the heartache on his face.This is not going to work, he has to change.

Jian Mingyu didn't dare to be distracted, and stared firmly at the frying pan.Seeing that Jian Mingchen wanted to go forward, he hurriedly stopped him and told him to stay away to avoid splashing hot oil on his body.

He had never cooked such extravagant food, and picked up the fried golden chicken chops based on his feeling, and put them on the strainer to drain the oil.

Jian Mingchen looked at it eagerly, squeezed his mouth tightly, and blocked the overflowing saliva, but he didn't intend to take it at all.

The aroma of fried chicken was extremely enticing, and Zhong Qingran missed this taste a bit.

After draining the oil, Jian Mingyu motioned Zhong Qingran to take it by himself.

Not being polite, Zhong Qingran grabbed a piece of fried chicken cutlet.The skin is crispy, the inside is tender and refreshing, mixed with spicy and salty flavors, it can be said to be refreshing from head to toe.

After getting Jian Mingyu's consent, Jian Mingchen picked up a chicken leg and handed it to his brother, and he picked up a piece of chicken fillet himself.As soon as he entered the mouth, the taste he had never tasted before quickly conquered him, and he couldn't help smiling with crooked brows and eyes.Fried chicken is irresistible to children.

Zhong Qingran Xinzi is an adult, he ate a few pieces in a row, and after he was satisfied, he was no longer interested in them.This thing is just a fresh meal, and if you eat it in a row, you will get tired of it soon.

Jian Mingyu slowly chewed the chicken leg meat in his mouth, thinking that the first time he made it, the fire was not well mastered, and there was still room for improvement.Seeing Ming Chen who was eating with gusto next to him, and Zhong Qingran who was emotionally moved, he felt happy in his heart.

After eating the fried chicken legs in his hand, Jian Mingyu asked Zhong Qingran: "Children will like this stuff, do you want to take some back for your siblings?"

Zhong Qingran thought for a while, and said: "Bring me some chicken tenders, and you can keep the rest. By the way, fried food is greasy, Mingyu, watch Mingchen, don't let him eat too much, wait a minute He is the one who suffers from the stomachache."

"Well, I'll watch."

"Then I'm leaving."

Jian Mingyu took out a piece of greased paper, quickly wrapped it up, and handed it to Zhong Qingran. The fried chicken tenders are best eaten warm.

Zhong Qingran remembered that when he went out, Mr. Zhong, his wife and several younger siblings were at home. It has been a while, and I hope they are still there.

His hopes were not in vain, Zhong Qinghan and the others were playing in the yard, while Mr. and Mrs. Zhong were also sitting under the eaves doing some small work.

"Qing Han, take your younger siblings to wash your hands, and see what good things Third Brother brought you?" Zhong Qingran held up the oiled paper bag and opened a corner. In an instant, the rich aroma of fried chicken filled the small poked area.

As soon as the little ones smelled the fragrance, they knew there was something delicious, and all of them opened their eyes wide and rushed to wash their hands.

Taking advantage of the absence of his siblings, Zhong Qingran walked up to Mr. Zhong and his wife, and handed over the oiled paper bag: "Grandpa, grandma, try it."

"What is this? It smells so good." Tong Shi glanced at it, but didn't recognize it, so she leaned closer and sniffed it carefully. "It smells like chicken."

Zhong Qingran grinned slightly, and praised with a smile: "I still have a good nose."

"Your mouth is sweet. It's oily, deep-fried?" Tong bit it off, smiling even more, "Where did you buy it? It tastes good, but it's not suitable for the elderly."

Mr. Zhong nodded in agreement.

"It's the first time Mingyu has done it, what does Grandma think?" Zhong Qingran was a little proud.

"Not bad, I didn't expect him to be so good at cooking. I don't know if he is polite." Tong's eyes first flashed surprise, and then there was a look of admiration.

Jian Mingyu lived alone with a young brother at a young age. It is good to survive safely. Now that he has this skill, he will not have to worry about life in the future.

When it comes to this, Zhong Qingran really doesn't know.Zhong Zhengli has been learning how to cook for so many years, and now he is just a step away from being promoted to a chef, but Zhong Qingran has never tasted his cooking skills.

The Tong family had so many daughters-in-law, so they would not let the third son into the kitchen, and Zhong Zhengli didn't take the initiative to mention it, so the current situation has formed, which is quite ridiculous to say.

The two elders ate a few and put them down, leaving the rest for the little ones.

Zhong Qingran also knew that most of the people who like to eat fried chicken are children and young people. The older they are, the less attractive they are.Seeing that the brothers and sisters in front of me have tasted it, they can't bear to put it down and get a glimpse of it.

The scene was noisy, but very organized, the older one let the younger one in, and the younger one put the fried chicken fillet in his mouth, just now he thought of his brothers and sisters, hurriedly pointed to the oiled paper bag, and yelled inarticulately: "Brother, Sister, eat."

In the end, I did not forget to leave a few for other family members.

Zhong Qingran was amused to see it. His younger siblings were so sensible, and he also had a share of the credit.The world of children is simple, as long as they eat well, sleep well, and play well, the tasks of the day are completed.

The years slipped away from the fingertips inadvertently, and it will soon be the end of May.During this period of time, the Zhong family was a little busy, and many things happened together.Mrs. Zhang is about to give birth, Zhong Zhengxin is going to take the imperial examination, and the new shop in Qinghefang is almost full and will soon be moved.

Fortunately for the other two, Zhong Zhengxin's participation in the hospital examination is the most important thing.

The college exam is held twice in three years, and this year happened to be in the same year as the township exam.If Zhong Zhengxin is lucky enough to be selected as a scholar this time, he will also be able to catch up in the provincial examination this autumn. Whether he can make two steps in a row depends on his strength and luck.

Because of this, the atmosphere of the Zhong family was a little dignified.

Mr. Zhong paced back and forth in the room with a look of hesitation.

Tong's eyes were almost dazzled, he stopped what he was doing, and asked, "Old man, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Mr. Zhong paused, thought for a moment, and then whispered, "Our family hasn't even been able to cultivate scholars in recent years. I'm thinking whether to get an amulet from Qingran."

Hearing this, Mrs. Tong was also in a dilemma. She hoped that her youngest son would go to high school in one fell swoop, but she was afraid of causing trouble to her third grandson, so she proposed with a conflicted face, "Why don't you ask Qingran first? If it doesn't affect him, then we can Let him bless an amulet."

"I think so too. I'm afraid it will affect him, so Qingran doesn't say anything."

"Old man, you think too much, you don't know what is Qingran's temperament? Let's talk about all the problems."

Mr. Zhong thought about it, so he stopped hesitating and told Zhong Qingran about it that night.

Zhong Qingran had no objection, but his promise was useless, and pointed out the root of the problem: "Grandpa, there are conditions for using this amulet, not everyone can use it. Well, let's borrow your amulet first, and you can talk to my uncle alone. Let’s talk, put the amulet in front of him. If he doesn’t object to the amulet, then I will help make one. By the way, I remember that the imperial examination place cannot enter with words. Let grandma go to the Taoist temple or temple to ask for a white seal .”

Mr. Zhong felt relieved, and confirmed with concern: "It's all right for you?"

Zhong Qingran shook his head: "You will lose some luck, as long as you control it properly, it's basically fine."

"That's fine, you can handle it yourself." Mr. Zhong didn't ask any more questions, and walked out of Dongji Room with a relaxed pace. As for whether it will be successful in the end, he didn't think much about it at all.It's the best if it's successful, but if it's not, it's because the youngest son is unlucky, and it's Qingran's fault.

For the past few days, Zhong Zhengxin was at home, making preparations for going to Shangyangfu City.

The next day, Mr. Zhong remained calm and settled the matter.After returning to the room, he immediately said to Tong Shi: "Old lady, go ask for an amulet today, and ask for the one without words."

Upon hearing this, Tong took action immediately.

That night, a new amulet was placed in front of Zhong Qingran.He wouldn't pin all his hopes on Zhong Zhengxin, and he wasn't that generous. Attaching a few thousand units to the amulet was considered as his best effort.

It was not the first time that Zhong Zhengxin received an amulet from Tong Shiqiu before the exam, and he wore it normally, without feeling anything wrong at all.

In fact, the strokes on the amulet are no different from the ghost-painted talisman. In the past, Zhong Zhengxin could be brought in smoothly when he entered the examination room.Zhong Qingran proposed a white seal, but he wanted to eliminate all possible hidden dangers.If not, wouldn't it be a waste of effort if the amulet was taken away?

After a few days of tossing around, Zhong Zhengxin was finally sent out, but the atmosphere of the Zhong family did not change much.

Recently, Mr. Zhong and Mrs. Tong have been a little out of sorts.Who doesn't want to honor their ancestors?After several failures, Zhong Zhengxin's grades are not too bad, he is very close to a scholar, this time with Zhong Qingran's blessing bonus, the chance of winning is very high, but what if he still fails this time?

Zhong Qingran had nothing to do, he could only prepare more calm meals to help the two elders sleep peacefully.

Zhong Wen didn't put half of his mind on it. The dream showed that her fifth uncle stopped here, and didn't make any further progress after that.Seeing that Mrs. Zhang is about to give birth, Zhong Wen is busy. He can neither delay making money, but also prepare his brother's diapers.She's had enough of suffering without money, this time she can't go back to her old path in the dream.

Zhong Qingran caught a glimpse of Zhang's stomach and wanted to say something, but felt that he didn't have the position.He's not a doctor, so not only won't he listen to the third aunt, but he might offend others, why bother.

Just looking at Zhang's small body with an overly big belly, it might be difficult to give birth.Fortunately, the Zhong family is not short of money now, and Mrs. Wen made the decision early in the morning, so there is no need to worry too much.

As Zhang's belly got bigger and bigger, finally one day, the due date came a week earlier.

It was a coincidence that Zhong Qingran was not at home that day, so he avoided the embarrassing scene of hearing someone howling in pain in childbirth.

The Zhong family had many daughters-in-law, and it was not uncommon for them to give birth early. When they heard the news, they acted quickly, and there was no trouble at all.Looking for Wen Po, looking for Wen Po, and boiling water, Tong Shi gave orders, and everything went on in an orderly manner.

This baby is indeed as Zhong Qingran said, it is not going well, the fetus is too big, if you want to give birth to a mother's womb, I am afraid that the mother will suffer some hardships.Wen Po is very experienced. She made this judgment shortly after entering the delivery room. Just in case, she proposed to invite a doctor to hold the battle.

If it had been left in the past, Tong Shi probably wouldn't have agreed immediately, but now she didn't hesitate at all, and just let Zhong Wen, who was waiting outside the door, call for someone.That's the good thing about being rich, and you don't have to worry about many things.

Zhong Qingran stayed at Jian Mingyu's house for almost an hour, and seeing that it was almost noon, Shi Shiran walked home.Before he reached the door of the house, he heard a high-pitched scream, which made him jump.Hearing the voice came from the direction of Zhong's house, as soon as he thought of Mrs. Zhang, he knew what was going on.

He was not needed for this matter, Zhong Qingran was afraid that his younger siblings would be frightened, so he called Mr. Zhong to the branch, and took the four little guys to Jian Mingyu's house, not forgetting to carry some rice, noodles, vegetables and meat.

Zhong Qinghan is six years old this year, and he will enter ethnology in autumn. Now is his last time to be carefree. Apart from teaching a little every day, Zhong Qingran completely lets him play wildly in the rest of the time.

It was the first time for the four little guys to come to Jane's house together. Seeing Jian Mingchen, who was about the same age as them, the three younger ones quickly played with him.

It was the first time that Jian Mingyu cooked meals for so many people, and he didn't mess up at all.He took the basket that Zhong Qingran put on the table, took off the cover and rummaged through it, using everything without knowing how to be polite.

Jian Mingchen originally wanted to help his brother light the fire, but Zhong Qing took over this matter, and he didn't pay much attention to it, and devoted himself to playing and squabbling with his new friends again.