59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Xiao Chen, I don't have anything good here."

Li Guofu gave the tea cake to Chen Feng and said, "This is authentic Yunnan Pu'er tea. My comrade's wife picked it from the mountains and processed it herself. It's very fragrant."

Tea is one of the scarce commodities.

The tea sold in supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores is all broken pieces.

Chen Feng never thought that he could get such intact tea. For a moment, he even thought about planting a few tea trees himself.

He suppressed his surprise and asked, "Uncle Li, is this new tea or old tea?"

Li Guofu was stunned and said, "This thing is divided into new and old?"

Ye Jin laughed at him and said, "You have been in Yunnan for many years, but you don't even know whether the tea leaves are new or old?"

"Isn't this just a drink? Why do you need to do so many tricks?"

Li Guofu retorted.

Ye Jin looked at the Pu'er tea in his cup and felt it was a waste of food!

The little girl who had been following Ye Jin interrupted and said, "Uncle Li, new tea is the tea made from the first few batches of fresh leaves picked from the tea trees in the spring of that year."

"To ensure the freshness of the tea leaves, some tea growers may start picking them before the Qingming Festival. Such tea leaves are called 'Qianqian tea'. If they are picked before the Guyu solar term, they are called 'Yuqian tea'. New tea is generally considered superior to old tea from the previous year because of its strong aroma."

"What about the old tea?" asked Li Guofu.

The girl glanced at the teacup in his hand and said, "Old tea is generally tea that has been stored for more than ten years. Before brewing such tea, you must wash it one or two more times to bring out the aroma of Pu'er."

"This should be new tea. New tea has bright colors, clear water, and a strong aroma. You can smell it from a distance."

"Oh, Xiaoye, you know so much." Li Guofu praised.

A group of people from the security department happily divided the wild boar meat. As one of the large factories in Beijing, the cannery had dozens of people in its security department. One wild boar hind leg was not much per person.

However, they were extremely enthusiastic towards Chen Feng, almost treating him like a brother.

Chen Feng has witnessed the power of pork in this era!

The little girl is Ye Jin's daughter, named Ye Ke. She is sixteen years old and is in the third grade of junior high school. Today happens to be the weekend, so she came here to accompany her father.

Ye Ke liked Lai Fu very much and kept looking at it.

"It's cute, isn't it? If you like, you can raise one yourself."

Chen Feng waved at Lai Fu, and Lai Fu immediately came closer.

But Ye Ke liked Lai Fu not because it was cute.

"You are a hound. I also want a hound that can hunt rabbits and pheasants, so that I can help my father."

"But hounds are hard to keep. Where did you buy them from?"

Chen Feng was slightly surprised and said with a smile: "Can't I train them myself?"

Ye Ke rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are about the same age as me, how can you train a dog?"

Chen Feng's height is very misleading, and many people always think he is in his teens.

Even when Ye Jin saw him for the first time, he thought he was about fifteen or sixteen years old and could go to work in the factory.

Who knew he was only 13 years old!

Chen Feng remained silent and told the origin of the blessing.

After chatting for a while at the security department of the cannery, he managed to get away using the excuse of going home for lunch.

Ye Jin and Li Guofu kindly invited him to have lunch in the cannery's cafeteria.

But Chen Feng had never heard that the food in the cafeteria was delicious.

It’s not a canteen!

"Uncle Ye, Uncle Li, I'm going back first. See you later."

Chen Feng didn't want to stay any longer. The wild boar meat at home should have been soaked, and he wanted to go back and try the wild boar meat cooked with Sha Zhu's special seasoning.

"Okay, come back next time when you have something good."

"No problem, remember canned fruit, lychee flavor."

Chen Feng emphasized this point.

Ye Jin and the others laughed immediately.

"What a child! Lychees are not as delicious as the flesh."

They didn't know that Chen Feng's family ate meat almost every day, either duck meat or fish, and duck eggs were almost always present.

He rewrapped the tea cake with a piece of paper, put it inside his clothes, and rode away from the cannery. Halfway through the journey, he put two grown-up pheasants in the sack and five pheasant eggs in his pocket.

On the way back, I happened to meet Chen Hao walking on the roadside, holding little Lily's hand, and giving each of them a small cake.

"Chen Hao."

"Big brother!"

"Cauldron!"

The little girl ignored him and opened her arms towards the bicycle.

Chen Feng stopped the car in time and picked up the little girl.

"Big pot, eat."

The little girl put the cake in her hand into his mouth.

Chen Feng took a small bite and felt that it was a bit like the sweet bread of the future. He turned his head and looked at Chen Hao.

"Did you buy it?"

Chen Hao said proudly: "My second uncle said that he had a sewing machine ticket at home, and asked me to come over here to see if there were any sewing machines for sale. He also gave me a cake ticket and 40 cents."

Chen Feng placed the little girl on the horizontal bar in the middle of the bicycle and sat on the seat himself.

"Lily, hold on to this, yes, don't let go."

"Chen Hao, come up with the bag."

Chen Hao immediately picked up the bag on the back seat and couldn't help but open it to take a look. When he saw two pheasants, he was immediately happy.

"Brother, what kind of bird is this?"

"Pheasant!" Chen Feng said rudely, "Come up here quickly, what the hell are you looking at?"

Chen Hao climbed over and sat in the back seat.

Chen Feng pedaled his bicycle and slowly rode towards home.

Back in the alley, a group of children were fighting cocks on the roadside (also called bullfighting or bullfighting, which means lifting one leg to hit, and whoever lands first loses), while the girls were playing shuttlecock and jumping rope.

Shuttlecock kicking and rope skipping are also games with a long history, dating back to the Han Dynasty and were called "jumping rope" in the Song Dynasty.

"Jiang Hongjun, my brother caught a pheasant and my family is going to eat chicken." Chen Hao couldn't help showing off.

"Eat meat?"

After hearing this, the little girl immediately twisted her body and wanted to look back at Chen Hao.

Chen Feng pulled out a hand, hugged the little girl, and stopped the car.

"Chen Hao, get out of here!"

"Okay, big brother."

"Second pot, meat."

"Here it is."

Chen Hao said while holding the bag.

Hearing the sound, the little girl wanted to go down and see if the meat in the bag was edible.

"Lily, don't listen to him. You can't eat that."

Chen Feng put her on the seat and pushed the bicycle home. Chen Hao followed behind, proudly showing off the pheasant in the bag to them, and even deliberately exposed the pheasant's feathers.

"You're back. What good stuff did you catch?" The old man stood up immediately when he saw Chen Feng.

Then he felt something was wrong and was about to sit down again.

But then I felt that I had gotten up and there was no need to sit down.

"Grandpa, pheasants, two very beautiful pheasants." Chen Hao said loudly, wishing everyone could hear it.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? I'm not deaf!" The old man glared at him and said to the kitchen, "Qing, pick the pheasant feathers and make a quilt for Xiaofeng."

Zhou Qing and the old lady came out of the kitchen, and together they pulled the bag over, almost as if it were robbery.

Chen Hao was pulled so hard that he staggered and almost fell.