Please make money for the cubs!

Ever since Fu Niannian became the cub of Chu Huaizhou's family, in just a few days he experienced many things that he had never experienced before.

After going out for a day, Fu Niannian was so tired that his legs were a little weak, but when he got off the trailer, his eyes were still shining, his eyelashes were fluttering, and he was full of unsatisfactory words.

It's just that the road is not smooth, and it is inevitable that the small trailer will bump when it is moving forward. Fu Niannian's little buttocks are a little numb from the bumps.

But this is not a big problem, Fu Niannian is not squeamish at this moment, he just rubs it by himself and it will be fine!

But it was almost dusk, and Chu Huaizhou didn't want to let him out again.

If a bad habit is formed and the little guy still sneaks out at night, that would be bad.

However, Fu Niannian just stared at Chu Huaizhou with those excited little eyes, and didn't say that he was shaking his sleeves and begging him to take him out for another round of the small cart. Touching his little head, Quan pretended not to see it.

Chu Huaizhou: "Okay, don't you want to tidy up the little fruit you have worked so hard to pick every year?"

Playing is one thing, fruiting is another.

After being reminded by Chu Huaizhou, Fu Niannian thought of his precious little fruit, ran to the small trailer and looked at the several baskets of fruit, Fu Niannian let out a "wow" and smiled happily.

Fu Niannian: "So many fruits, all from every year! All of them!"

Compared to the time when he had only radishes as his little food in the past, Fu Niannian looked at the little fruit in front of him and couldn't help but imagine a better future - in the future, when he was hungry, he could still eat the little fruit to satisfy his hunger!

It's not a long journey back to the cabin from the beach, but some of the fruits in the basket were damaged during the process, and thick juice dripped out, which made Fu Niannian smell all the fruits in his nostrils. It is a sweet aroma.

When he saw it now, he was very worried, and hurried forward to look: "Master, the fruit has gone bad."

Fu Niannian reached out and rummaged through the frame, and found that the closer to the edge of the basket, the more damaged it was.

He just turned it over with his hand, and his fingers were sticky with juice. Fu Niannian was so distressed that he raised his head and asked Chu Huaizhou for help: "Master, what should I do?"

With so many fruits, they add up to be bigger than Fu Niannian's whole body, and it's unrealistic for him to eat them all.

And received in the backpack, although time will stop at this moment, and the fruit will not continue to spoil, but the next time it is moved out, it will still be so dirty, it will always make people feel unclean.

Chu Huaizhou decided to take Fu Niannian to process the fruit first—wash it, put it in a small clean box and put it in a backpack for storage. It is delicious and fresh, and then make some of it into jam and give it to Fu Niannian as a snack. Satisfy hunger every year.

Fu Niannian, who had been "busy" all afternoon, didn't eat less fruit, and his stomach was still swollen at the moment, so Chu Huaizhou didn't let him have dinner at this time, lest the little guy accumulate food, and planned to eat it after he was busy. Something to fill your belly.

Before, Chu Huaizhou helped Fu Niannian tow the small trailer, but Chu Huaizhou couldn't help with washing the fruit.

The only thing he can do is to help Fu Niannian move the big basket to the cooking table, saving him from going back and forth to carry the fruit.

Fu Niannian was wearing his little apron, standing on the footsteps and "conscientiously" washing the fruits, one by one, not to mention paying more attention.

He was humming a song with an unfamiliar tune that Chu Huaizhou had never heard before, and with a smile on his face, he obviously didn't find it boring. He wiped the water from each fruit after washing it like a baby, and then put it carefully. To the side, Chu Huaizhou bought him a new small washbasin.

This is time-consuming work, not something that can be done in a few minutes.

When Fu Niannian was washing the fruit, Chu Huaizhou lowered his head again to deal with his affairs, and only raised his head to respond to Fu Niannian distractedly when he was talking to him.

In the end, there were five washbasins full of fruits that were cleaned out.

Looking at all this, Fu Niannian felt overwhelmed with a sense of accomplishment!

These are all picked by him in the afternoon!If the owner sells it, maybe he can sell it for a lot of money!

Fu Niannian held out her small chest, not to mention how proud she was.

After that, Fu Niannian was busy making jam.

He had never even seen fruit before, so naturally he had no experience in this field, but Chu Huaizhou helped him find the method of making jam, and Fu Niannian just followed the instructions, and making jam was not difficult.

What's more, because Fu Niannian was weak, he just took a long-handled wooden spoon and stirred in his small pot. After a while, his little arms became sore, and Chu Huaizhou did all the work for him, so he just had to sit on the sidelines. Fu Niannian, who shouted "Come on" to Chu Huaizhou, was even less tired.

Chu Huaizhou only planned to make two pots of fruit into jam, and let Fu Niannian put the rest in his backpack.

And at this moment, Fu Niannian was sitting on the edge of the cooking table with a small stool, throwing a small washed fruit into his mouth, and looking at the pot with white mist on the table while resting his cheek.

There is a strong sweet smell in the room.

Fu Niannian, who loves sweets, loves the smell, just smelling it like this, he feels that the jam must be very, very delicious.

Frankly speaking, even Chu Huaizhou, who put down his work at this moment and worked hard to stir the jam for Fu Niannian, looked at the bubbling pot of jam on the screen of his phone, and he felt quite hungry.

Most of the fruits are red, but there are also orange and yellow. They are not the same kind of fruit. They are boiled in a pot, and the final product is dark red.

In the transparent sealed can, many pulp fibers and broken peels can be seen in the viscous sauce, and the fragrance wafts out of it, with a bit of heat.

The jam was made by Fu Niannian, and it filled three glass airtight jars. When he smelled it, his little nose twitched, and he smashed his mouth, like a little greedy cat.

Fu Niannian looked at Chu Huaizhou eagerly: "Master, Niannian wants to eat jam."

Compared with the jam in the glass jar in front of him, the fresh fruit he ate before did not have such a strong aroma, nor did it have such a sweet smell.

Fu Niannian immediately left his little fruits behind, thinking about the jam in front of him.

He knew that his master liked him so much, so he would definitely not refuse his small request, so Fu Niannian wisely held his small bowl and moved directly in front of Chu Huaizhou.

"Master, why don't you eat some for Niannian~" The little guy with a soft voice began to act like a baby again, Chu Huaizhou really couldn't stand it.

Chu Huaizhou, who originally planned to make Fu Niannian eat less sweets at night, suddenly failed: "Then you can only eat half a spoonful, not too much."

As long as he can eat, Fu Niannian will agree to any request.

Fu Niannian's little head was like a rattle drum, not to mention how cheerful he was, and immediately scooped out half a spoonful for himself according to Chu Huaizhou's words.

This is the wooden spoon used when cooking jam before, and the capacity of a spoon is quite a lot.

However, probably because his mouth was so greedy, looking at the jam in the spoon, Fu Niannian only felt that this small spoonful of his own would disappear with a sip of his mouth, and he always felt that it was not enough to eat!

Therefore, Fu Niannian did not immediately put the jam in the spoon into his small bowl, but continued to look back at Chu Huaizhou eagerly: "Master, can Niannian eat a little more? Can Niannian eat a little more?" Can't you eat more than half a spoon?"

Fu Niannian blinked, his small eyes were so sincere.

He scooped up another spoonful, and showed Chu Huaizhou what the "most half spoonful" was.

The little guy is like this, how could Chu Huaizhou still be hard-hearted and reject him?

He could only agree.

Fu Niannian smiled and scraped all the jam from the spoon into his small bowl, while expressing his gratitude to Chu Huaizhou without hesitation: "Thank you master, Niannian likes master the most! "

Chu Huaizhou: "..."

This sweet-talking little guy is really hard to resist.

Fu Niannian hugged his own jam, ate a little bit and savored it for a while, smiling so hard that his teeth couldn't see, not to mention how happy he was.

He ate half a spoonful of jam for half an hour.

And when he finished eating, the lonely little crab that they had forgotten in the basket had already been thoroughly cooked in the steamer.

Different from the sweet and greasy aroma of jam, the cooked small crab has a umami taste, and it turns around in Fu Niannian's nasal cavity, which is strange and makes people can't help approaching.

And Fu Niannian looked at the fingers that could no longer see the traces of being pinched at this moment, and was still a little scared: "Master, it won't pinch me again, will it?"

Thinking of how Fu Niannian hung himself with a crab and ran around, Chu Huaizhou wanted to laugh again: "No more."

For the convenience of Fu Niannian who had never eaten crabs, Chu Huaizhou bought him a set of eight crabs and taught him how to take apart crabs.

Fu Niannian put on an innocent little face like that, tearing apart his enemy - the little crab that pinched his fingers.

Fu Niannian's hands were covered with the juice from the crabs, making them sticky.

He looked at the plate in front of him, which was full of crab shells and its feet, one here and one here, and the big pliers that clamped Fu Niannian's fingers at the beginning were smashed by him with a small hammer , all the meat inside was emptied and piled in a small bowl.

Fu Niannian was a little hesitant. He felt that this kind of himself was too cruel.

Although the little crab caught him, it seemed a little too much for him to dismantle the little crab like this.

The most important thing is that he is still a little afraid to eat.

Although Chu Huaizhou has told him more than once, crabs are actually delicious, especially the white layer of fat, which is very fragrant.

Fu Niannian thought about it for a while, but in the end he didn't dare to make a move.

But he felt that his hands were sticky, and he accidentally held his fingers in his mouth when he hesitated.

Just adding some sliced ​​ginger and steaming, the umami taste of nature exploded in Fu Niannian's mouth completely.

Fu Niannian was stunned for a second, then stared blankly at Chu Huaizhou: "Master, the little crab... smells so good!!!"

At this moment, Fu Niannian not only lost his hesitation, but also thought of something more distant.

Fu Niannian: "Master, let's continue to catch small crabs tomorrow!!"

The author has something to say:

年年：冲鸭！把所有的小螃蟹都抓起来！感谢在2021-10-2012:05:14~2021-10-2112:04:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Ryukyu;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 2 for a song mouse;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：琉歌50瓶；乔懿36瓶；舞20瓶；_胡桃特16瓶；都给我快点更新、浅浅10瓶；一只嵩鼠8瓶；鵺荨2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!