I run a farm, not a zoo

They also ate braised pork stew potatoes at noon today!

I don't know if I was stimulated by the braised pork at noon yesterday, and the canteen also smoked to make braised pork.

Then, reluctantly spending money, he added a lot of potatoes.

Oily, salty, sweet, greasy, four flavors, self-expression, is also really awesome.

This is not the saddest thing, the most sad thing is that I don't know if the heat is not enough, the potatoes are not fully cooked, and they are a little hard to eat.

The key is that under the effect of old smoke, there is no lean fat meat, which looks exactly like potatoes.

Really, it's exactly the same.

That fat meat was stronger than ginger, and Senior Sister she vomited.

Chen Yifan obviously thought of it, and couldn't help but snort, it was really too big a shadow.

He felt that he was not a picky eater enough, and he could not accept it.

So, he did one thing.

In the eyes of everyone looking at the warriors, a large bowl full of braised pork went to honor their professor.

As for the face of their professor, it is impossible to describe it. Hey.

The braised pork in the pot is a completely different braised pork than at noon.

How to say, if the braised pork made by Brother Jiang can become a food advertisement, what they eat at noon is like garbage in a swill bucket.

The big iron spoon gently scooped, and the pieces of meat trembled in the air shaking his delicate body.

The potatoes that had been stewed were soaked up with juice and dressed in a red coat, and the mouth should be soft and sweet with a meaty aroma.

And the sticky juice, bright red and tempting, with the essence of all the ingredients in this pot, what a meal.

Spoonful, spoonful, spoonful.

There is also a faint smell of corn in the kitchen, like porridge with large ballast, but also like tortillas.

Although it may not be as good as white rice, it is also good when paired with meat.

Brother Jiang, I can eat it.

Chen Yifan sighed.

Xiong Ming saw that he had been staring at the pig food, and he couldn't help pushing him with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "See, this is the pig food of Brother Jiang's family." "

Inside the golden-yellow porridge, sweet potatoes cut into hob pieces float, and thin radish slices can be seen between the ups and downs.

On the side, there are spinach leaves that have not had time to put in the fried water, and they have an appetite when they look at it.

As a result, what did he hear?

This thing is pig food?!

So what do they usually eat, what do the pigs in their yard eat!

To Shangchen Yifan's gaze, Xiong Ming nodded heavily.

Just because he knew it, he came over and asked for a bowl, and he didn't dare to come again.

At every mealtime, he could only stand in his own field, hoping that the wind would be stronger.

Jiang Tu just put the bottom of the last spoonful of the pot into their large basin, followed the sight of the two, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

His pig food tastes good, but it is really not as delicious as braised pork.

Now the young people, one by one, why is the curiosity so heavy?

"Want to try it?" He asked.

Fortunately, I feel sorry for the pig today, so I cooked more, and it is not impossible to divide them into two bowls.

"Good." Chen Yifan and Xiong Ming nodded in unison.

Braised pork does not dare to eat secretly, and it seems that it is good to taste porridge.

Seeing the two extra bowls suddenly in their hands, the two returned to their senses, and their faces turned red all of a sudden.

Xiong Ming's lips moved twice, and finally he picked up the stainless steel rice spoon next to him and filled half a bowl for himself and Chen Yifan alone.

I'll eat braised pork later, so just pad it now.

His gaze was deep, and Chen Yifan nodded quietly.

The porridge, a little hot, but the taste is really good, very good.

There is nothing shocking about the world, just the feeling of a perfect blend of ingredients, with a slightly salty taste.

At the same time, it satisfies the stomach and satisfies the needs of the body.

It feels like the chill of early spring becomes insignificant in the stomach like a small sun.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the good rating*2."

Looking at the figure of the two carrying the braised pork away, Jiang Tu was a little silent.

How much these two people like pig food.

He looked down, his eyes full of expectation, his eyes full of longing pigs, and he did not close the door, and led directly to the kitchen.

Add spinach to the pot, add the spirit spring water, stir lightly, and you can get out of the pot.

How to say it.

Jiang Tu has never seen such a sticky pig in his life!

On the way to the pigsty, he almost tripped over this huge size several times.

However, the pig was also obedient enough to knock him to the ground without hesitation, looking like he had a high IQ.

The pig trough has been re-cleaned.

The old rule is that most of the money goes to the big sows and the rest to the little piglets.

Because of the release of Lingquan water, the milk will not be added this time, and it is estimated that there will be no more in the future.

Who has the conditions, give milk to the pigs every day.

Jiang Tu closed the door of the pigsty, checked every railing, went home, and poured the remaining dregs in the basin to the big rooster.

His eyes were quick, and he pinched the chicken mouth that wanted to eat, and reasoned with it compassionately.

"Let's discuss, it's okay if you want to hang your throat in the morning, can you stay away from my bedroom?"

"Our family has 300 acres of land, in the village, in the mountains and forests, you can go and howl casually." Just where I can't hear, can you understand? "

"Huh?"

After receiving an affirmative answer from the big rooster, Jiang Tu released the chicken's mouth.

Anyway, he thought it understood.

As for the rooster, if he pretended not to understand,

Hehe.

...

When the praise chest came, Jiang Tu knew that the braised pork stewed potatoes also made the group of peasant students quite satisfied.

This time, a total of 21 praise chests were received.

Counting the pig food, it should be given by all the agricultural students and professors.

Happy.

This time he was not in a hurry to open the treasure chest, and he was 30 short, and he came together, and the probability of opening a good thing was great.

He skillfully edited this morning's video and the video of the pig coming back, put it on station B, and handed it over for review.

He went to sleep.

After a day of manual work, I was really tired.

......

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting a good rating chest*10"

In his sleep, Jiang Tu felt as if he heard a prompt to get the treasure chest, and he was not sure.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, a little self-deprecating. It's really a day and night dream, thinking about treasure chests and thinking crazy.

......

Early the next morning.

"Oooo

Jiang Tu, who also heard the big rooster crowing again, turned over in satisfaction.

Although it can be heard, it does not affect sleep, good, good.

After 20 minutes, he sat up with a sullen face.

The chicken stopped crowing in front of his eyes, but he couldn't sleep.

He sat on the kang with his eyes half-open, only feeling that his head had never been so clear in his life.

Is this the charm of going to bed early at night?

Get up and start working, like the farmer.

When he came to the pigsty with a large pot of pig food, he found that the fence he had just mended had been knocked down again!

Did his pig run out, or did some other pig come in?

The bad premonition in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

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