small farmer

Chapter 447 Cowpea Pumpkin Soup

"What? The old woman let me see?"

Seeing Grandma Liu's horrified expression, Grandpa Liu couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately ran over to see what it was that made his wife lose his composure.

The old man took the phone curiously, and when he saw the plum blossoms on it, he opened his mouth wide in horror and was speechless for a long time.

"Mo Mei, this... This is really Mo Mei!!" The old man's lips kept trembling, and he cried out excitedly.

Seeing such a big reaction from both her parents, Yiyi's parents were also very curious. They moved their heads curiously, and after seeing the ink-colored plum blossoms in the phone, they were also shocked beyond words. May exists.

"Old lady, are these really those plum blossoms among you?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then asked Grandma Liu in disbelief.

"Yeah, I can't believe it, but the facts are right in front of me. I didn't expect that the few plum blossoms I planted are really black plums!!" Grandma Liu became more and more excited as she talked, and she actually planted black plums , This is what I dream of.

"Mom and Dad, do you think my mother really planted these plums?" Yiyi's father asked hesitantly.

"Hehe, of course, don't you think this is the small courtyard we live in?" Grandma Liu said with a smile, and she was very happy.

Knowing the ins and outs of Mo Mei, and knowing that this is a unique variety, there are only five or six plants in the world, and this one is the only one that blooms. Everyone was shocked.
I thought how precious this Mo Mei should be, probably much rarer than the national treasure giant panda.

"No, I want to go back and have a look right away!" Grandma Liu was so excited that her heart had already flown to Moon Lake's house.

"Hey! Old woman, what are you in a hurry for? The daughters will be home later, what can I do without you?" The old man hurriedly stopped her.

"Yeah, mom, it's not too late for us to go to Moon Lake after Yiyi's aunt and aunt finish their New Year's greetings!" Since Yiyi's aunt and aunt are going home to pay New Year's greetings, Yiyi's father hurriedly reminded her.

"This... that's fine!" Although Grandma Liu wanted to go back to the village right now and see the plums she planted with her own eyes, but thinking about her two daughters coming back to see herself and the old man, it would be unreasonable if she was not here, and I also miss my daughters.

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Mo Mei's appearance brought unprecedented shock to Zhang Feng and Yiyi's whole family.

"It's so beautiful!!" Zhang Feng couldn't help admiring.

"Crazy, don't plum blossoms only bloom in winter? Why is there still spring?" On the other side of the phone, Yiyi asked curiously.

"Hehe, who said that plum blossoms only bloom in winter??"

"Is not it?"

"Of course not. We usually watch TV and often hear about winter plum blossoms, spring plum blossoms, etc. In fact, this is also based on the season when plum blossoms bloom,"

There are two seasons of plum blossoms in winter and spring, and the flowering period of plum blossoms is from December to March of the next year.

Plum blossoms are actually divided into many types, such as wintersweet, red plum, palace powder plum, jade butterfly plum, beauty plum, weeping willow plum and so on.

But the Mo Mei in front of Zhang Feng is a brand new variety, and it is also the most beautiful and unique variety to him, bar none.

Plum blossom is a famous traditional flower in China. It is not only praised by ancient and modern poets and painters for its elegant and elegant demeanor, but also respected by the world as the essence of the nation for its icy muscles and bones and fragrance left in the cold.

She not only implies strength and nobility, but also symbolizes noble qualities, so she can often be seen in ancient literature and is deeply loved by ancient literati and poets.

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After He Yiyi hung up the phone, Zhang Feng began to tidy up the flowers and plants in the yard, pulled out all the weeds in the garden, then picked up the water bottle beside him, and started watering the plants and flowers.

With the arrival of spring, all kinds of plants in the yard are gradually recovering, so they also need more nutrients and water, so Zhang Feng quietly added a drop of Rihua auxin to the clear water, and the flowers and plants in the yard will definitely grow this year. more beautiful.

After taking care of the flowers and plants in the garden, Zhang Feng walked around the house again, and saw that everything in the front and back yards was as usual, and no one entered.

Nodding secretly, Zhang Feng washed his hands and closed the door, then walked towards the house.

Spring Festival seven days off

It is the peak season for Moon Lake tourism
Especially in the first and second grades of junior high school, the business of every household in the village is very hot.

All kinds of snacks and specialties are almost sold out, especially Zhang Feng’s crispy fish, which has become one of the most famous specialties of Moon Lake.

Usually, people are not very willing to buy, but during the Chinese New Year, everyone becomes more generous, and there is an endless stream of tourists who come here every day.

Fortunately, the family has enough reserves, and more than 500 catties of crispy fish should last until the Lantern Festival.

When Zhang Feng walked to the door, his mother's stall was still full of customers. Both his mother and Zhang Lin were almost overwhelmed, which shows how busy the business is during the Chinese New Year.

Seeing that his business is doing well, Zhang Feng is also very happy. He smiled and went back home, ready to start cooking lunch. As for the eldest sister, she is probably busy with her own online store now, and she wants that little girl Zhang Yue to cook. Rice, there is no hope at all, don't even think about it.

While watching TV, Zhang Yue told Zhang Feng: "Brother, cook some pumpkin and dried cowpea today, I'm tired of eating big fish and meat every day!"

"It's okay to eat, you go and take out the cowpea and pumpkin first." Zhang Feng didn't give this girl a good face, thinking that everyone is busy, and you are alone at home watching TV, so you are ashamed to ask for this or that.

"Hmph, just hug..." the little girl whimpered and walked towards the utility room.

After a while, he walked out of the kitchen with a pumpkin the size of a basketball.

"Brother, hurry up, it's almost eleven o'clock." Before leaving, the little girl refused to urge her.

"You girl, if you want to eat, why don't you cook it earlier, and wait for me to come back to cook it?" Zhang Feng rolled his eyes immediately, knowing that he would eat for nothing all day.

"Hee hee, isn't the food you cook more delicious?" The little girl stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

Zhang Feng suddenly shook his head speechlessly, he wanted to say that I believe that the dishes I cook are delicious, but isn’t it the same rice and the same water for cooking?Could it be that I use Lingmi and Lingshui for cooking?

He raised the back of the knife, swaggered twice to remove the handle of the pumpkin, and then chopped Huashan with a knife, split the pumpkin in half, cut off the melon seeds inside, washed it, and cut the pumpkin into mahjong-shaped pieces.

The chopped pumpkins are heated up on the induction cooker, which is just used to soak dried cowpeas. Soak them in warm water at 6 or [-] degrees for about five or six minutes. After the dried cowpeas are soft, simply wash them and cut them into The small pieces of five or six centimeters, boiled with pumpkin, taste indescribably good, chewing softly has a special taste.

　Thank you 'Master Shaluo' for the reward. Somehow there is no record in the backstage. Could it be the tokens used? ?There is still a bug, which book friend knows?
　　
　
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