I have special farming skills

"If this is released, my fans will definitely be hungry!" Wang Yi licked his lips, the chrysanthemum was fresh, and the taste was not bad.

Grandma was drinking chrysanthemum tea and wanted to feed half a chrysanthemum glutinous rice dumpling to Fatty. She heard the words:

"What kind of fans are you, how many people do you have?"

"There are more than 5! Some people have already started asking how to sell bamboo weaving."

Ye Quan also joined the discussion, but Gou Mang next to him didn't say a word, picked up the last cold cake, took two bites and looked at it, completely immersed in his food.

Seeing such a sentence, Ye Quan couldn't help laughing.

"The chrysanthemums we take care of are growing well. We can sell them during the Ching Ming Festival in the past few days, and we can return to Bourbon."

Ye Quan just told the news of the sale in the flower market group. With this kind of appearance, the price of five yuan a piece is not too expensive. There are several Didi in the local area.

"Great, the boss wants to come to buy goods by himself, he will come tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'll come early to help you tomorrow."

Ye Quan decided to pay Wang Yi, or find other ways to compensate him. It is not a problem to ask him to help like this all the time.

"That's a good relationship, this meal, it's our early celebration banquet!"

After picking this wave of chrysanthemums, he can look at the cuttings and plant these chrysanthemums.It would be great if I could buy other chrysanthemum varieties from Ju Sanlang, or more other flowers!

Early the next morning, it started to rain, and it was still a bit cold to stand outside.Grandma was busy in the kitchen, when she saw both of them came out, she reminded:

"It's cold in spring, so don't catch a cold while working. Hurry up and go home after work, and eat big steamed buns with braised pork."

Ye Quan happily responded, the big steamed buns were chewy and sweet, and the meat was firm and fragrant and oily after a bite, it was a perfect match.

Seeing that Gou Mang was still silent, Ye Quan bumped into him with a beaming eyebrow and said:

"This is delicious."

Gou Mang had no choice but to nod to Grandma Ye, and Grandma squinted her eyes and smiled back, happily going into the room to knead the dough.

They took advantage of the morning to pick chrysanthemums in two greenhouses. They brought special scissors and cut off about [-] centimeters of rhizomes to ensure that there would be blooming flowers on them, preferably unopened ones.

Ye Quan taught a few plants, and seeing that Jumang was very accurate, he walked to the other side of the greenhouse and started working.

The sound of scissors was heard endlessly, and Ye Quan smelled the juice of the chrysanthemum stem, and he was overjoyed, it was all money.

He didn't look up, otherwise he might see the green light occasionally flashing on Jumang's hand.

Not long after they cut it, Wang Yi also came, and he helped carry a handful of chrysanthemums back to Ye Quan's yard.

By nine o'clock in the morning, they had just collected everything.

Ye Quan was so tired that his waist ached and his back ached. Seeing that Gou Mang was fine, he was envious to the point of jealousy.

"Why can the demon be so comfortable?"

Gou Mang hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell him the fact that he used a lot of demon power to harvest, and didn't even bend over a few times.

"Actually, the demon is not that comfortable. Human beings only need money and food to be happy... The demon pursues more, and it is even more impossible."

Ye Quan seemed a little sad when he heard Gou Mang's voice, he said naively:

"Indeed, after all, you haven't even eaten steamed buns with braised pork."

Well, he must try this steamed bun with braised pork first, Ju Mang quickened his pace calmly.

They made an appointment with the boss who bought the flowers to pick up the goods at 09:30. As soon as they got home, they saw a small truck.When the boss saw that the flowers were better than the pictures, he was very pleasantly surprised, and transferred [-] to Ye Quan without saying a word.

Watching the pickup truck leave slowly, Ye Quan excitedly clapped Wang Yi's hands, and the grandma standing aside looked at them with a smile, and Fei Fei suddenly rushed in front of Ye Quan, chirping, as if celebrating.

This is the first money he earned from farming, not too much, but it is worth commemorating!

Ye Quan thought that Gou Mang had helped a lot, and after sweeping the yard, he found that Gou Mang had disappeared at some point.

There was a noise in the kitchen, grandma let out an ouch,

"The steamed buns are almost cooked, follow me to the cage!"

Ye Quan, Wang Yi, and even Fei Fei rushed into the kitchen with grandma, and Gou Mang was picking up the big three-story drawer with one hand, while trying to open the drawer with the other hand.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Gou Mang's hand to lift the drawer froze, not knowing whether to lift it or put it down.

It was grandma who reacted first, ouching the past:

"You child, the cage is so hot, how can you hold it with bare hands? Hold on, hurry up, Quan'er and Yi'er go to help him."

Ye Quan wanted to say grandma, look at him, he looks so steady, he doesn't look weak at all.

Wang Yi and Ye Quan squeezed over, supported Gou Mang with both sides of the wet rag, and helped Gou Mang put the cage aside.

"Brother Jumang, you are strong enough!"

Such a big three-layer cage weighed about ten kilograms, and it could last for so long with one hand. Wang Yi, who has always boasted of his strength, also gave him a thumbs up.

Gou Mang was silent, and Ye Quan could taste a little bit of embarrassment in this silence.Originally, he just wanted to try a steamed bun secretly, but now it's all right, the whole family knows that he wants to eat steamed buns.

The cage was filled with mist, and the noodle fragrance of steamed buns came out.Fatty, who had been standing on Ye Quan's shoulders, stepped on each other with two paws. Heidou took a look, flew past Jumang and landed beside grandma.

"Haha, Feifei wants to eat steamed buns, it should be cooked."

Saying so, grandma took out a large basin from the cupboard, lifted the lid of the cage drawer, picked out a basin of steamed buns deftly with chopsticks, and asked Ye Quan to take it outside to dry to eat.

There is also a large pot full of preserved vegetables and buckwheat, which are hot and smelling of oil. One black and one white are placed on the small table, which is very attractive.

The three of them had worked all morning, and with such delicious food in front of them, Wang Yi unceremoniously ate it first.

Ye Quan glanced at Jumang who was swiping his phone with his head down, and carefully looked at the screen of the phone, as if he had no interest in the delicious food on the table.

He tore open a big steamed bun, stuffed meat and preserved vegetables in it, and handed it to Jumang.

"Well... eat it quickly, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

"This steamed bun is too hot, it burns your fingers, burns your fingers!"

Jumang saw that Ye Quan really had an anxious expression on his face, then he put down his phone and took the steamed bun from his hand.

Ye Quan turned his head away, while pinching his earlobe, he snickered.

Soft and warm mantou, bite down, there is meaty and mellow pork in the middle, plus fresh and smooth plum dried vegetables, the greasy and dryness are neutralized, the seemingly simple ingredients add up to burst out a satisfying taste , It makes people want to eat and eat again.

Wang Yi buried his head and ate several times before he stopped and hiccupped.

Fatty beside him even had his own plate, on which there were shredded steamed buns, shredded pork and dried plums.

He jumped up and down in the plate, eating this and that, very busy.

Jumang looked back and took a bite of the delicacy in his hand:

"Together, it really tastes amazing!"

"Wow, what you said is not human... no, it's... polite." Wang Yi's face was flushed, and then he suffocated the words.

He wanted to say it a long time ago. Jumang has long hair and speaks so politely. He doesn't look like young people like them at all, but looks like an old man, the kind of well-educated old man in ancient times.

In a sense, Wang Yi has already realized the truth.

Gou Mang raised his eyebrows, and he replied flatly:

"Maybe I'm short on surfing."

Ye Quan laughed out loud, and he called the grandma in the kitchen to stop busy and come out to have a bite first.

Grandma wiped her apron and sat next to the group of young people, listening to their praise for the food she made, she smiled and squinted her eyes.

"It's good to make money. Farming is a long-term job."

In the eyes of the old man, growing flowers and growing food are almost the same.

She looked up at the green locust tree leaves, wondering what she was thinking.Ye Quan looked around the empty yard, except for a locust tree, a well, and an old fence.

"If you can plant grapes and build a grape trellis, it will be so comfortable to enjoy the cool in summer."

Ye Quan sighed for his imagination, Wang Yi also nodded, the yard of their house was full of moso bamboo and bamboo strips for weaving bamboo, not as empty as Ye's house.

"I also plant a few fruit trees, so I can eat whatever I want."

Wang Yi's suggestion fit Ye Quan's heart, and even grandma smiled and said:

"When I was young, there was a loquat tree and a peach tree behind our house. They were so big that children loved to come to my house to eat them. They were planted by grandma's father."

Listening to the old man talking about the past, the days slowed down.

The sun rose gradually in the morning, and the weather became hotter. Wang Yi went home. After packing up their things, they watched TV at home and rested. They had been busy early in the morning.

Ye Quan looked at Fat Pang, whose eye sockets were in grandma's palms, and one person and one monster were all focused on watching the family drama on TV.

He stood up and shook Gou Mang, and the two of them walked through the main room to the backyard.He lowered his voice and said:

"Can you conjure a peach tree? I still want to plant a peach tree behind the house."

"It's best to have the kind with small core and thick flesh, with a sweet and sour taste."

Gou Mang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, looking at Ye Quan's eyes... seems a bit embarrassed?

"Okay, okay, something delicious, okay?"

Ye Quan knew that there were too many conditions, so he changed his mind.

Facing Ye Quan like this, it's hard for Jumang to say no, but where can I find a peach tree...

His eyes skipped over the piece of land behind Ye Quan, the scorching marks on it were already very faint, almost invisible, and even the original big pit was filled with new soil by Ye Quan.

There are three small seedlings growing beside the pit, which can be mistaken for weeds if you don't look carefully.

Jumang stretched out his hand and pointed to the three little buds:

"that……"

"Look, they are peach trees."

Ye Quan turned around and looked at the three grass-like shoots. When did they grow... It seemed that they had appeared when he filled the hole?

He squatted down and observed that it looked like three bean sprouts, but he couldn't tell it was a peach tree at all.

"Is this... a peach tree?"

"Didn't you plant it?"