Joe's Farming

"Brother Gu, I'm really fine. Put me down, I haven't stepped on any shells yet."

Qiao Yu said coquettishly.

Gu Feng had no choice but to let the man go.

This beach is quite big, and besides them there were some outsiders also having fun.

Locals don't come here because there's nothing good to find here.

But Qiao Yu likes this kind of beach. There is little industrial pollution in this era, and the sea water is as blue as jelly, very beautiful.

Chen Han and Tie Zhu found a shady place to watch the sea, and they had been watching for half an hour but still didn't see enough.

Gu Feng also likes the sea, but what he likes more is the person in front of him.

Qiao Yu felt a little nervous when he stared at her.

Sunshine, beach, seaside.

If it wasn't in ancient times, Qiao Yu would definitely hug the person and kiss him without saying a word.

Qiao Yu swallowed his saliva: "Brother Gu, why don't we go back? I'm hungry."

Gu Feng came back to his senses and nodded.

Qiao Yu carefully put away the small conchs and shells he had just picked up.

These are the gifts he wants to bring to the children.

Originally, he and Gu Feng planned to stay in Nanzhou for four or five days.

But nowadays, there is almost no tourism industry, and there are not many entertainment activities at the seaside.

Snorkeling and island tours are simply impossible.

Plus, Lucas is going to go back with them.

So they planned to set off back tomorrow afternoon.

They did not go to a restaurant for dinner, but instead borrowed the kitchen from the innkeeper and planned to go to the market to buy seafood and vegetables to cook themselves.

“I didn’t expect there were chili peppers at this market, but it’s a pity there are no Sichuan peppercorns.

Ah! Brother Gu, look at this!"

Qiao Yu pointed at a basket of yellow fruits in front of the stall and shouted in surprise.

Gu Feng smiled and said, "Does Qiaoer like it? How much do you want to buy?"

As soon as the vendor saw that there was business, he immediately smiled and said, "These lemons were picked today, so they are fresh. One pound is ten cents."

Qiao Yu: "Boss, I want all of this basket. Do you have a tree that grows these? Even a small one is fine. I'll buy it."

The vendor nodded repeatedly: "Yes, there are a few small ones, about this tall."

The vendor gestured at the height, and it was about the same height as Qiao Yu.

This kind of small tree is not valuable here.

The trees that bear fruit are all large, and the fruit can last for half a year, so you can pick it at any time.

Qiao Yu was very happy when he heard this: "Great. Then sell them all to me."

Qiao Yu picked one up and let Gu Feng smell it: "Is it fragrant? This is a real lemon. The previous sour fruits were only sour, not so fragrant."

Gu Feng nodded in agreement: "This smells good."

Qiao Yu paid the money and asked the vendor to dig up the soil together with the tree when he went back, and deliver it to the inn the next morning.

In addition to lemons, Qiao Yu also found lemongrass and basil.

The most important thing is that he saw the chili pepper! ! ! !

The vendor was very young, and the clothes he wore were obviously different from those in Nanyang City. He wore a black embroidered jacket and silver jewelry, looking a bit like a Miao person.

In front of him were some green plants that Qiao Yu had never seen before, with some chili peppers mixed in.

But maybe people here don’t like spicy food very much. This guy’s business looks bad, and it seems like he’s about to pack up and leave because no one buys his dishes.

Qiao Yu rushed over: "Excuse me! Stop!"

This shout shocked the man so much that he put down the backpack he was about to carry.

He asked in the not-so-fluent Dayan dialect: "Do you want to... fuck God?"

Gu Feng glared at the other person unexpectedly, as if to say, "Try to speak to him in a more aggressive tone."

Qiao Yu quickly put her hands together and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I wanted to buy this chili, and I was afraid you were going to leave, so I shouted so loudly."

Although the man's Dayan dialect was not well spoken, he had no problem understanding it.

After hearing what Qiao Yu said, he let down his guard.

“This… is spicy!”

He was afraid that Qiao Yu was a guy who couldn't eat spicy food, so he reminded him.

Qiao Yu smiled and nodded: "I just want it extra spicy. What do you call this?"

"zei." The man made a sound that Qiao Yu couldn't understand.

“We call it millet spicy.”

Qiao Yu taught him.

An Ren repeated it, and then said to Qiao Yu: "My name is An Ren, what's yours?"

"I'm Qiao Yu, and this is my husband, Gu Feng. Can you sell me all the chili peppers?"

An Ren handed all the chili peppers to Qiao Yu and said generously, "I know your name now... We are friends. This is for you."

Qiao Yu quickly refused: "How can this be possible? You worked so hard to pick them."

An Ren's eyes widened: "Do you... look down on me?"

Qiao Yu: "Huh?! No no, how is it possible?"

In the end, Qiao Yu was forced by An Ren to accept the Xiaomila.

Gu Feng: ...

Qiao Yu felt really embarrassed, so she made an invitation: "Where do you live? If it's not far, we'll invite you to have dinner with us."

Qiao Yu looked at Gu Feng, and Gu Feng nodded reluctantly at An Ren.

Unexpectedly, Anren agreed so readily: "Okay! Do you want spicy food?"

Qiao Yu nodded: "Yes, there are spicy ones."

Qiao Yu looked at Anren's backpack, pointed at what was inside and asked, "What are these vegetables? I have never seen them before."

Anren couldn't help laughing: "These are all herbs. Not vegetables."

Qiao Yu scratched his head in embarrassment, wondering who would put chili peppers and herbs together.

An Ren seemed to see Qiao Yu's doubts and explained: "This can be eaten when you are sick."

Gu Feng's mouth twitched when he heard this. What kind of illness requires eating chili peppers?

Qiao Yu understood immediately: "Oh, oh, it's to drive away the cold and dampness, I know!"

Doesn’t Sichuan pepper have a similar effect?

Anren didn't quite understand what Qiao Yu meant by dispelling cold and dampness, but he nodded in support.

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Qiao Yu plans to make coconut chicken and cold seafood for dinner.

The coconut juice dipping sauce requires sand ginger, which is available in the market, but Qiao Yu was afraid that Gu Feng would not be used to it, so she made an extra dipping sauce with chili peppers.

Just add shredded ginger and chili peppers, and add some soy sauce, it’s spicy and fresh.

Put crabs, shrimps, razor clams and prawns in a steamer and steam them until cooked.

Gu Feng slaughtered a chicken, plucking the feathers and cleaning the internal organs skillfully.

Chen Han and Tie Zhu were asked by Qiao Yu to wash vegetables and peel onions.

An Ren crossed his arms and said, "Qiao Yu, are you a cook?"

Chen Han had always felt that this man was careless and rude: "What cook? Our boss is the chef!"

Tiezhu: "Yes! The best chef."

Qiao Yu looked at the fire and said ashamedly: "Please don't embarrass me, cooking is just a hobby for me."

Anren was puzzled: "What is a hobby?"

“I just like to cook.”

Anren said in disbelief: "You like cooking? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

He was just expressing his incomprehension of why someone likes to cook, but it sounded offensive.

Gu Feng couldn't stand it anymore and said, "You talk too much, go out and wait for dinner."

Qiao Yu:......

Anren nodded as if nothing had happened: "Then I'll go out."