farming tycoon

When Jin Nanfeng returned home, Grandma Jin was already waiting anxiously. Seeing him come back, she said, "Why did it take so long? I still plan to ask your grandpa to look for it."

Grandpa Jin also came out at this time, gave his wife a blank look and said, "I said that there must be something that delayed me for a while, there is no problem, but your grandma thinks too much and doesn't know what is in her head all day. Too much."

Jin Nanfeng could only explain with a smile: "I was delayed on the road for a while."

Grandpa Jin saw the little three rounds at a glance, walked over with a smile and said: "This is the little three rounds, it looks good, let me open it if you get tired of it in the future."

Grandma Jin complained next to her: "Just you, you can't ride a bicycle well, and you still drive."

But Jin Nanfeng said: "Grandpa doesn't know how to learn slowly. Anyway, I have plenty of time to teach you. Grandma, if you are interested, you can also learn together. It will be convenient for you to go to town after you learn it."

It just so happened that the old man at the back of the carriage jumped down. This guy was very skilled, and Jin Nanfeng couldn't help worrying: "Old man, take it easy, who will be to blame if you fall?"

"Nanfeng, there are guests, why didn't you tell me earlier, grandma just killed a chicken, and didn't cook anything good today."

Before Jin Nanfeng could speak, the old man had already picked up the conversation: "Old sister, you're welcome, I'm not picky about food, I can eat anything, and I can eat whatever I have."

"How about that? I'm going to fry two more dishes. There's still half a chicken in the refrigerator. It's quick to cook. Old man, you can chat with the guests. Nan Feng, fix the car and go get a pot." Come out with good wine."

Jin Nanfeng just wanted to say that this is not a guest, but seeing the old man and the old lady look so enthusiastic and happy, he couldn't bear to say it. There were only three of them in the house during this time, and the two elders obviously felt bored.

If this old man could chat with his grandparents, it wouldn't be a bad thing at all. Jin Nanfeng thought about it, and after all, he went to get a jar of fruit wine. The original raspberry wine, apart from the ones buried in the ground, had already I ate it all up. It was brewed by Jin Nanfeng with other berries, and the taste was okay, but not so authentic.

The old man was not usually thick-skinned, he just walked in with Grandpa Jin, and after Jin Nanfeng went in to get some wine, the two old men talked together.

Judging by their temperament, these two people are not from the same country. Grandpa Jin is an honest old farmer, and although the old man is plainly dressed, he has a sense of culture, but these two people are actually beaming with joy.

After a while, Grandma Jin's dishes were served, and Grandpa Jin said enthusiastically: "Come on, Brother Cheng, let's drink and talk, hey, you know my thoughts after all these years."

Grandpa Jin poured a glass for each of them with the wine jar, and the old man surnamed Cheng took a sip, then squinted his eyes and said, "This wine tastes good, hey, this dish is also good, I said big brother, you look so young , it turned out to be good to eat."

Grandpa Jin laughed, and then said: "Isn't it? Although we are in the countryside here, there is nothing to say about the food. You can't eat such fresh food in the city, especially this wine. My grandson made it himself. There is absolutely no food. Those poisonous things."

Jin Nanfeng reminded: "Grandpa, it's not poisonous, it's some preservative additives or something, people can't put poison in wine, if it is true, they will be arrested."

Mr. Cheng agreed, "Isn't it? Our old wine used to be so good, but now we make all kinds of fancy things, whether it's poisonous or not."

Jin Nanfeng couldn't get in the way of their conversation at all, so he had to eat in silence. While eating, he saw the Lion King bringing Alexander in. The two big dogs were walking side by side. When he came back, he saw that dinner was already served, so he quickly took out his own dog bowl .

Jin Nanfeng had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and get up to give them more food. Alexander used to only eat dog food, but now he is slowly eating some down-to-earth dog food. Every time Grandma Jin cooks, she is divided into two meals.

"I just knew to go out to play, and now I don't know that I will come back early for dinner, and I won't give food when I come back later!"

Mr. Cheng watched from the side, and couldn't help but praise: "These two big dogs are well-raised. Look at this cleverness. It's rare, rare. Anyone who knows dogs will probably not let go of them."

The two old men drank it, recalling bitterness and thinking about sweetness along the way, wishing to dig their hearts out, but it made the Jin family's meal lively after a long time, at least Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin ate with smiles on their faces.

After eating, Grandpa Jin invited Mr. Cheng to stay and drink tea. Mr. Cheng held the cup and said, "Brother, your food is good, but the tea leaves are so-so."

Grandpa Jin was not angry, but instead said: "Isn't it? I just fried it randomly, and the taste is really bad."

Jin Nanfeng coughed next to him, but the two old men ignored him. He continued to cough twice, but Grandpa Jin turned around and said with some concern: "What's the matter, is it itchy throat? It's easy to fall in autumn now." Fire, let your grandma stew a pear for you later, it will be good for your throat if you eat it."

Jin Nanfeng had no choice but to get up and remind him: "Grandpa, Mr. Cheng still has to go back to town. It's getting late, so I'll send him back earlier, otherwise it's not easy to walk when it gets dark."

When Grandpa Jin heard it, he also came to his senses, and said politely: "Look at me, I was so happy that I forgot the time, then you should send the big brother back quickly, and remember to deliver it to the door!"

Jin Nanfeng chuckled, Mr. Cheng didn't bother any more, and got into the car very naturally. After driving, Jin Nanfeng asked: "Master, I've eaten the meal and drank the wine. Now can I tell you where your home is?" , I have to take you home safely, and I can't let me wander around the town."

But Mr. Cheng said, "I'm a foreigner, and I used to live in hotels. Just send me to Fumanlou Hotel."

Fumanlou Hotel is already the best hotel in their town. In fact, there are not many hotels here because of the underdeveloped tourism industry. The reason why Fumanlou is better is that this hotel is relatively tall and relatively new.

"Okay, then I'll take you to Fumanlou." Jin Nanfeng said with a smile, he deliberately didn't drink at night in order to send someone off.

But when the car drove away, the old man behind said, "Hey, it's not safe to live in a hotel alone when you're old."

"The hotel's sound insulation is not good, and the attitude of the waiters is not bad. I haven't slept well in the past few nights."

"The main reason is that there is no one to talk to, and the food is not delicious. The porridge in the morning can be boiled, which is really unappetizing."

Jin Nanfeng couldn't continue driving, stopped the car and looked back, but saw Mr. Cheng's innocent face, Jin Nanfeng sighed helplessly, and asked, "Master, do you want to stay at my house? "

Mr. Cheng said very implicitly: "Hey, if you invite me, then I must agree. Who made us hit it off so well? This is fate."

Jin Nanfeng chuckled, speeded up and sent the person directly to Fumanlou, reached out and hugged Mr. Cheng down and pushed him into the door: "Don't think about it, our rooms are all booked, you should be obedient Stay in a hotel."

But in the end he relented, and said: "But if you want to have a drink with my grandpa in the future, you can come over. Anyway, there is no difference between one more person and one less person at the dinner table."

Jin Nanfeng was really just saying a polite word, but what he didn't expect was that since Mr. Cheng was brazen enough to eat, it can be seen that the lower limit is still relatively low. When he opened the door the next day, he would see the figure of this old man .

However, Grandpa Jin at home is very welcoming. He thinks this old man is very polite and can speak well. Every time he comes, he is not empty-handed. He is a welcome guest.

But Jin Nanfeng didn't think so, he felt that this old man was really good at making troubles.

When Zhang Jingtian was around before, he felt that that guy was very troublesome. He went up the mountain and into the sea, and he had to search for everything and come back to taste it, but now a young man came.

Compared with this old man, that Zhang Jingtian is simply pure and refined.

On the first day, Mr. Cheng followed Grandpa Jin to the field for a walk. When he came back, he had a handful of wild celery in his hand. No one eats it here. It tastes weird, especially in autumn. tender.

Mr. Cheng is a bit better than Zhang Jingtian. He not only searched around but also did it himself. When he fiddled with the wild celery in his hand, he didn't see anything special added. It tastes like firewood, and it tastes like a special fragrance, which is so perfect that Jin Nanfeng is too embarrassed to ask him to go away.

On the second day, Mr. Cheng found a lot of matcha ginger from nowhere, and it was a food that the locals seldom eat, and it was troublesome to deal with.

But Mr. Cheng didn't find it troublesome. Not only did he make cold salad, but he also made a jar of pickles. When he opened it a few days later, the taste made one want to swallow it with his tongue.

On the third day, he brought back some whip bamboo shoots. It's not the season to eat whip shoots now, but after Mr. Cheng made it like that, the taste was even better than when it was the freshest in summer.

On the fourth day, he brought some wild garlic;

On the fifth day, he started to go down the river, got a dustpan of screws, and the three of them almost didn't drink a jar of wine after frying;

There are also small fish in the river, those less than the length of a finger, wrapped in flour and fried, loaches in the fields, eels, wild fruits in the mountains, wild animals, this guy actually came back with a black snake once, Chop it into a bowl of snake soup!

On this day, after dinner, Jin Nanfeng went out for a walk, but when he returned to the room, he was a little confused, probably because the snake soup was too sweet, so that he was a little hot now.

He leaned against the window sadly, looking at the bright moon outside, and then involuntarily sent Agnelli a message: "Arnold, I originally wanted to feel the haggardness of Yixiao, but... recently I gained five pounds."