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

Ten yuan for two turtledoves that weigh no more than a pound in total?

It's more than just black!

If it were someone else, Niu Gengshen would definitely show off his dragon-slaying sword skills.

If he doesn't cut it down to 4 yuan, all these years of his life would have been in vain!

But looking at the old man's arrangement and considering the leader's recent needs.

Ten yuan is ten yuan!

It's not his money anyway, so what if he saves it? It won't go into his pocket!

Under Chen Feng's shocked gaze, this "sky-high" deal was concluded!

'It's fucking dark!'

Niu Gengshen and Chen Feng cursed in their hearts almost at the same time.

The blackness of two people naturally does not have the same meaning!

The old man took the ten yuan and was in a good mood.

"If you can arrange the work earlier, I will arrange for Xiaofeng to go up the mountain earlier. You know, the wild boars, rabbits, pheasants and other animals in the mountains are getting fewer and fewer every day."

Niu Gengshen also understood this logic. When he thought of the many wild boars, rabbits and pheasants that had been caught in the mountains by his competitors, he wanted to let Chen Feng set off immediately.

There's no way. When it comes to hunting, luck is also very important.

In such a large forest, it is impossible for hunting teams to find traces of prey at any time when they go up the mountain to carry out a large-scale raid.

"Don't worry, I guarantee it will be done before the 20th."

Director Niu left in a hurry, but Zhou Qing came back on time on his bicycle.

Since there was no shortage of food at home, she rode her bicycle out to the countryside to exchange coarse grains for mountain medicinal herbs, which were prepared for tiger bone wine.

"Dad, most of the herbs you want are ready."

"I'm going to make lunch."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Wait, let me tell you something."

He described how he went to work at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and how his household registration was transferred to the old city.

"Dad, is this true?"

Zhou Qing couldn't believe it.

She was born into a fisherman's family, had never been to school, could not do a clerical job, and did not have much strength. It would be better for her to stay at home and take care of the children than to work in a factory.

Even for buyers, large factories have their own recruitment requirements.

It’s not that she had not thought about asking Chen Feng to use Ye Jin’s connections, but her son obviously didn’t want her to go to work.

There is enough food and drink at home, is it necessary to go to work?

But in the eyes of adults, going to work obviously has special significance!

"Lily, Mommy has to go to work too!"

Zhou Qing picked up his daughter who came to give him the "sugar soup" and walked around in front of the main house.

"Giggle."

The little girl smiled happily.

She didn't know why her mother was happy, but she was happy.

"Mom, drink some water!"

Chen Feng had some free time recently, so he prepared some syrup made of "orange juice + well water + sugar" and put it in a large bowl.

The little girl was too weak to lift the bowl, so she liked to use a spoon to slowly scoop water into the cup.

One spoon from the big pot, one spoon for yourself, one spoon from the big pot, one spoon for grandpa, one spoon from the big pot, one spoon for grandma, one spoon from the big pot, one spoon for mother.

Prominently fair and reasonable!

Zhou Qing drank the sugar water in the cup in one gulp and gave the empty cup to his daughter.

"Where's your elder brother?"

The little girl immediately danced with joy and said excitedly, "Roast the bird."

When I came to the kitchen, I saw Chen Feng using the oil he had carefully prepared. He was holding a clean brush and brushing the turtledoves with the oil.

He killed the remaining five turtledoves and two little birds.

Place it on a wire mesh and roast it over red-hot coals on the ground, turning it over with chopsticks from time to time to prevent it from burning.

On the stool next to it was a bowl filled with a mixture of seasonings such as peanut oil, chili powder, and chopped green onions.

If it were in the past, she would definitely feel sorry for the oil.

"Mom, this little rice may not be enough."

The old lady who was washing rice smiled and said, "Xiao Feng and Xiao Ya are eating roasted turtledove. They don't want to eat porridge, so it's just the three of us."

At this time, the kitchen was already filled with a faint fragrance, the scent of green onions.

The little girl squatted quietly on the side, sniffing hard with her nose, her little eyes fixed on the fattest turtledove, her throat trembling.

"Big pot, it smells so good!"

"Can I eat it?"

Chen Feng smiled and picked up a piece of meat from the turtledove's leg with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

Chen Li opened her little mouth happily and ate it, her eyes narrowed.

“Big pot, delicious.”

"It's ready."

It's not cooked through, of course, and the meat inside may take a while to cook, but the skin of the bird leg is definitely cooked.

When the turtledoves and small birds are almost cooked, give the fattest one to the little girl first.

Use a small sword to cut the fattest one into two halves, keep one half in the bowl, and give the other half to Chen Li.

"Go eat at the table."

The little girl couldn't wait any longer. She sat down on the ground, grabbed the turtledove with one hand, tore off a bird's leg with the other, opened her little mouth and bit into it, smelling the full aroma of meat.

"Is there anyone who eats like you?"

Zhou Qing was a little angry that his daughter was sitting on the ground eating roasted turtledove, especially because her newly bought cotton-padded jacket was stained with grease, even the chest was covered with oil.

"Go eat at the table."

When he forcibly took the turtledove from his daughter's hand, the little girl immediately burst into tears and looked at Chen Feng very sadly.

"Big pot, mother is stealing my meat."

"Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat. How could you forget what I said? You must eat at the dining table. You are not allowed to sit on the floor. You are not allowed to dirty your clothes. You are not allowed to eat with your hands. Do you understand?"

Zhou Qing placed half of the turtledove in a small bowl on the table, then grabbed Chen Li and pulled her onto the stool.

With the turtledove, the little girl immediately stopped crying and started laughing.

Then, continue grabbing with your hands.

"Mom, she is only three years old now and can only grab with her hands." Chen Feng said with a smile.

Zhou Qing placed three turtledoves on a plate and covered it with a large porcelain bowl upside down to keep it warm.

“It’s time to learn how to use chopsticks!”

"You guys eat first. I'll bring these three to Jun Ge, Jianguo, and Chen Hao."

A harmonious family is like this, where good things are shared together and everyone is treated equally.

Although the family was poor and lacked material resources, they were very happy.

Chen Feng directly took a turtledove in his hand and ate the most taboo bird leg meat, saying: "Mom, you sit down and eat, I will send it over after I finish this."

He had eaten the fruit and didn't want to drink porridge and salted fish, so he just ate a roasted turtledove to get by. Anyway, he was hungry and could drink well water to replenish his energy.

He quickly finished his first barbecue and wiped his hands with a rag.

Put the plate out of the old-fashioned wooden cylindrical food container.

When Chen Li saw this, she thought there was no food in the big pot, so she quickly raised the fattest turtledove in her hand.

"A big pot."

Chen Feng held the food box in his left hand and couldn't help pinching her little face with his right hand.

How can you not like a sister like this?

"I won't eat, you can eat."

The old man came in carrying a bottle of bulk soju and smiled happily as he watched the little girl eating.

"When we were in Tianjin, you did the same thing when I gave you crabs to eat. You smeared grease all over your clothes. Your mother was so angry that she wanted to spank you, so you ran to my room."

Chen Feng's mind flashed with relevant memories, and he said, "But I remember that you didn't help me, but asked my mother to be more severe."

"Ahem, you remembered it wrong!"

The old man opened the bottle of wine very calmly and put a piece of barbecue into his mouth.

"Grandpa, how is it?" Chen Feng asked expectantly.

"It's a little overcooked. The coals are too hot. You should be farther away so the meat won't burn easily." The old man commented, "You used a lot of oil, otherwise it would be even more overcooked."

"Nonsense, I think it's pretty good!" The old lady said bluntly: "When you roasted sparrows, nine out of ten were burnt, and you still have the nerve to say that your grandson's cooking skills are not good."

He turned his head and asked the little girl.

"Lily, is it delicious?"

Chen Li nodded her little head rapidly, with a bulging mouth.