Love after marriage with a husband

Lin Feng was still talking on his own, and Fang Chongshan looked at him with sympathy and pity.

"Uncle Lin, don't talk about it, I'll send you some shandingzi in two days, it's guaranteed to be fragrant and crispy, and it's delicious!"

Lin Fengquan thought that Fang Zhongshan was talking big, sighed and shook his head to stop talking. Young people always think highly of themselves and don't like to listen to old people's words. When they suffer a loss, they will know that they will regret it.

Time flies in the mountains, one trip back and forth on the mountain road is enough to kill most of the time, weighing the harvest of the whole day in the bamboo frame, Fang Zhongshan and Lin Feng are finally ready to go down the mountain reluctantly.

Walking to the intersection at the bottom of the mountain, Lin Feng still kindly grabbed the Huashan Chicken by the neck to help Fang Zhongshan: "Look at you, it's the same as last time, you haven't touched any meat, take this chicken back , stew it for Xiao Shuanger to eat, or take it to Fanyang City to sell some money, in short, keep it!"

Fang Chongshan's heart warmed up, and then he remembered that he didn't seem to tell Lin Feng about selling a lamp plant last time.

"Uncle Lin, guess how much the weeds I touched last time were worth in Fanyang City?"

Fang Chongshan smirked, intending to surprise Lin Feng.

Lin Feng couldn't see Fang Zhongshan's malicious intentions, snorted, and deliberately teased in an extremely exaggerated tone: "Looking at your arrogant appearance, can it be worth a tael of silver?"

Fang Zhongshan shook his head mysteriously, "Guess again."

Lin Feng couldn't figure out the medicine sold in this kid's gourd, he struggled for a while, and boldly guessed, "Three taels? Five taels?"

Fang Zhongshan smiled and said "hey": "That's right, it's five taels."

"Oh, it turned out to be five taels... what?! There are five taels!!"

Lin Feng repeated it calmly at first, and when he realized it, he couldn't help but yelled out in surprise, the voice was so loud that it broke.

Seeing that Fang Zhongshan's expression didn't look like he was joking, Lin Feng asked in amazement, "Could it be that the herbs you picked back last time were not good?"

"Well, it's a kind of herbal medicine called a lamp. I looked familiar at the time, but I didn't expect it to be really it. I brought it to Fanyang City to find a reliable pharmacy and sold it."

As Fang Chongshan spoke, he took out a piece of silver that he had prepared earlier from his pocket, and made sure to stuff it into Lin Feng's hands: "I haven't thanked you for your care during this time, it's all the junior's heart, you just accept it." let's go."

Lin Feng waved his hands again and again: "It's just showing the way, how can I charge you so much money, there are still many places where you and my little husband will use the money in the future!"

In the end, it was really hard to argue, Fang Zhongshan could only think of a compromise idea, and exchanged silver for the fat rabbit and pheasant in Lin Feng's basket.

Carrying several bamboo baskets, Lin Feng walked home in one breath, and saw two figures swaying in front of the yard from a long distance away, he thought it was the Jiang family who didn't know what to do and kept coming to pester him, so he immediately became sullen , quicken the pace and go home.

When he was getting closer, Fang Zhongshan could see clearly that standing at the door was his cheap father Fang Yuan and his uncle Fang Di, with vegetables in one hand and a chicken in the other.

These two were urged to come here by Mrs. Fang.

"You have been separated for more than ten days, and you haven't gone back to take a look. Your grandma is always talking about you as a little heartless!" Fang Yuan put the vegetable basket on the ground and scolded with a bluffing face.

Fang Di followed to smooth things over, "Your father is also worried about you. I heard that you went to Jiang's house to make a fuss a few days ago. The family was worried that you and Jiang Ran would suffer. Your father and I came here to take a look after we finished our farm work. .”

Fang Chongshan didn't expect that everyone would know about the incident of returning home, even Fang Yuan and Fang Di were alarmed.

"Father, uncle, what can I do, the Jiang family is a bunch of cowards, they can't trouble me."

Even though he borrowed the original owner's body, Fang Chongshan couldn't bear to call Fang Yuan "Father" all the time, but now he calls him "Father", it is a little more sincere.

Fang Zhongshan knocked on the door while helping Fang Yuan catch the thumping hen.

After all, they lived alone at the foot of the mountain. To be on the safe side, Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran had already made an agreement that they had to knock three times to open the door.

Jiang Ran, who was staying at home obediently, heard the movement, and immediately ran over happily to unlock the door. As soon as the door was opened, he found that there were not only his brother Zhongshan standing at the door, but also grandpa and grandpa who had only met once on the day of entry. uncle.

Little Shuang'er was taken aback, and softly called out to Grandpa and Uncle, opened the door sideways and warmly invited, "Come in and have a cup of tea."

Fang Di handed the vegetables and the chicken to Fang Zhongshan, and pulled Fang Yuan away: "Your father and I will go to the field to see the crops tomorrow, so we won't stay any longer. You two have a good time, Jiang If you dare to find fault again, go back and have a word with us, and don't swallow any grievances in your arms."

"Whenever you have free time, remember to go home and visit the old lady. The old lady is talking about you every day. You have to be filial in life."

Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran agreed one by one, and distributed some of the mountain goods they got to Fang Di Fang Yuan, and after sending the people away, they moved the bamboo baskets scattered in the yard into the house together.

"August melon, wild plum..." Jiang Ran poured out a basket of wild fruits, almost stunned, "Brother Chongshan, how can we finish eating all these wild fruits!"

Fang Chongshan wasn't worried at all. He weighed a lot of salt and sugar in Fanyang City earlier, and now it just happened to come in handy.

"Let's eat some. What's left can be used as pickled fruit. If it doesn't work, we can chop it into jam and keep it sealed."

"It doesn't matter if you eat it at home or sell it in the market."

Fang Zhongshan quickly picked out a few ripe and plump wild fruits, poured them into a deep wooden bowl, soaked them in cold mountain spring water, and placed them on the table for several hours.

Although the fruits in the mountains are not bigger than the ones grown in the shed, they taste great. One bite, it is cold and refreshing, and the sweet juice is overflowing. Jiang Ran especially likes such a refreshing sweet and sour taste, and he refuses to eat several in a row give up.

In the end, Fang Chongshan was afraid that Xiao Shuang'er's teeth would not be able to bear it, so he forcibly took away the remaining fruit.

Fresh bamboo fungus and shandingzi are the most difficult to preserve. Fang Zhongshan plans to rest at home for a day tomorrow, so he simply stays up late with Jiang Ran to make a fire, and rushes to dispose of them in time overnight.

Fang Chongshan had dealt with fungi farmers when he went to the mountains before, and he knew that bamboo fungus is the most prone to spoilage and bacteria, and drying it with fire is the best way to preserve it.

There was still a lot of dry firewood left in the kitchen, and the two of them hurried in and out, tossing and tossing until midnight, before they managed to dry a large basket of bamboo fungus.

Xiao Shuang'er had never seen bamboo fungus before, and while baking it, she looked fresh at the same time.

The old hen that Fang Di and Fang Yuan sent this time was big and fat. There were already chicks and an old hen at home. Fang Zhongshan didn't intend to continue raising this one, so he decided to use it to stew chicken soup.

Jiang Ran was still a little reluctant, so Fang Zhongshan persuaded him: "You and I have made some money, so we should celebrate it, right?"

"This stewed bamboo fungus is the most delicious, you really don't want to try it?"

Xiao Shuang'er was moved by Fang Zhongshan's persuasion, and in the end, for some reason, she actually helped to slaughter the old hen together, even the old hen's feathers were not spared, and they were all cleaned up and put into bamboo baskets here, waiting There is a chance to go to Fanyang City and sell it to vendors who collect chicken feathers.

The firewood under the earthen stove was at its best time. Fang Zhongshan skillfully chopped the chicken into pieces, and after a dip in warm water to remove the blood foam, he steamed it in the pot over low heat.

The domestic chickens don't grow up on hormone-containing feed like the later generations, and even the bones are fragrant. Fang Zhongshan saw that the time was almost up, and added a handful of fresh bamboo fungus to it.

The chicken soup collided with the fungus fragrance, and the tempting Jiang Ran squatted at the kitchen door, reluctant to leave.

The more Fang Zhongshan looked at him, the more he felt like a greedy cat. He couldn't help but go forward and stroke his hair, and persuaded softly: "It will take an hour to get the taste, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink soup tonight , Come back early tomorrow."

Little Shuang'er's bright eyes dimmed most of the time, and her whole body froze. After a feeble reply, she soon regained her spirits: "However, Brother Zhongshan, the soup you boil is really delicious! There is also that called What kind of bamboo fungus, I have never even seen it before, I didn't expect it to taste so good!"

"If you really compare it, the soup dumplings sold on the long street are far worse than the soup you make!"

Since Jiang Ran followed Fang Zhongshan, his ability to praise people has become more and more good. Fang Zhongshan was very proud, but his face was still calm.

He casually knocked open the roasted shandingzi in the basket, revealing the amber lustrous shandingzi core meat, and brought it to Jiang Ran's mouth.

Jiang Ran took a bite, and was immediately fascinated by the fragrant and crispy flesh of shandingzi, and exclaimed: "shandingzi is everywhere in the mountains and plains. I remember that there is a big tree at the gate of Jiangcun Village, which bears fruit every year. Actually, it’s a pity that bitter and astringent flavors are not tasty at all, I never thought that after being baked by fire, it can become so fragrant and crunchy!”

Fang Zhongshan had other considerations in his mind. In his opinion, Duwu Mountain is indeed rich in resources. Unfortunately, the villagers at the foot of the mountain are in the midst of treasures, but they waste the treasures as if they were blind.

The shandingzi he baked this time is less than ten catties. Instead of leaving it at home, it is better to transport it to the street stalls in Fanyang City to sell it. The fresh and delicious wild fruits are sold at a cheaper price. There will always be customers who can't help but be curious and come to buy.

Fang Chongshan is a person with strong execution ability. Now that he thinks so, he is ready to do this. He bowed his head and said to his little husband: "When we have enough rest tomorrow, let's go to Fanyang City again and ask Mr. Ye about it." The situation of the pharmacy apprentice assessment, by the way, try to see if you can sell Shandingzi."