I run a farm, not a zoo

At half past two in the morning,

Jiang Tu's upper eyelids opened, but his lower eyelids did not want to wake up.

He fumbled to press the alarm clock on his phone, but could not find where the little troublemaker of the mobile phone was.

Oh, he remembered.

In case he couldn't get up, he put his phone on top of the cabinet.

It is a distance that you can't get out of bed and get off the ground.

In the early morning room, it was dark, only the mobile phone flashed the beam of light, desperately shouting: Get up, get up. If I don't get up, I'll have to ring again in ten minutes.

Jiang Tu sat on the kang, and through the gap in the curtain, he could still see the starry sky.

He looked confused, who am I, where I am, and what I am going to do.

It took a long time to calm down.

Oh, he's going to have a big table today.

You need to go to the legendary morning market to buy ingredients.

The morning market, a magical market that only exists from 3 to 5 a.m.

It is the place where the two vendors take vegetables, and it is also the place where the stallholders of the market buy goods, and ordinary people usually come here to buy when they have a big banquet.

And himself, is the one who wants to hold a big banquet.

There are generally two options for holding a large banquet in the village.

First, hire a chef, list the menu, and the host will prepare the rest himself.

Instead, it is all for the chef team, and the host family just waits to eat.

Anyway, the two have their own advantages and disadvantages.

In the front, the main family is troublesome, but the quality of the meals is maintained, and there is no need to worry about the chef eating kickbacks and shoddy things.

The latter is that the main family is worry-free, and they don't have to care about anything, but they are afraid of encountering people.

Jiangtu, on the other hand, chose the hardest mode.

Buy your own groceries and make them yourself.

The contrast between the morning market at three o'clock in the morning and the silent mountain road is the most obvious.

Here, people come and go, traffic is busy, communication basically relies on roaring, and buying vegetables is basically a car.

He took his list and squeezed into the crowd.

Fortunately, some of the system treasure chests can be handled on the table, but there will always be some missed or eaten.

It's like a carrot.

Since the arrival of the six big rabbits, hundreds of pounds of carrots have accumulated in his system, but only a few days of hard work has been consumed.

Not only did he have to buy something for the table today, but he also had to prepare it for his rabbit.

"This cucumber is good, come 20 pounds." Celery, celery also comes 10 pounds. "

"Ribs, bring me a whole pig's."

"This sea shrimp, also give me 30 pounds, thank you."

By the time Jiang Tu purchased it, his trunk was already full of various ingredients.

He stood by the car and counted and thought, "If in a few months, these vegetables will be able to be bought, and he will be able to produce them in his own field." "

He also muttered in his mouth, "The tender cucumber now is really expensive, and it costs 5 yuan a pound to make something." "

"It's still good to carrot, he buys a hundred catties, and directly wholesale the price is one pound."

After counting the problem, he drove to the house, greeting a round red plate in the sky.

Seeing that the time was completely too late to prepare breakfast for the group of students, there was no need to rush back.

Today's weather, not very good.

Foggy.

On the branches that had just spit green, there was a thick water vapor, and the temperature seemed to be a little cooler than yesterday.

Stepping down from the warm car, Jiang Tu was directly stimulated by the cold air.

Most of the dishes on the car are directly unloaded here at the village service station, and when the helpers come over after a while, they can directly wash what should be washed and peeled.

Jiang Tu went home directly with the rest.

There were some dishes that took a lot of effort, but he actually started preparing them last night.

Things like sauce elbows, spiced beef and marinated goose.

It was also since last night, the aroma of boiled meat wafted everywhere in the house, so that the two dogs did not sleep well all night.

In particular, the barley that is still a little swollen on his face now, and the drool that comes out not only wets his hair, but also wets the cushion used for sleeping.

I don't know, I thought it was in the nest.

Barley had long hair and thick skin, and did not feel that he had lost the dog, and followed Jiang Tu step by step, his tail spiraling up.

It seems to feel that as long as it is persistent enough, it can always get a piece of meat or two from the owner to eat.

I didn't look at the meat, and the bones were fine.

Unfortunately, its owner not only did not have time to take care of it, but also asked Black Rice to pull this dog, which may fly everywhere, outside, as far away from the kitchen as possible.

Barley dragged away by black rice, like a strong girl forced to separate from her most beloved, kept shouting.

Today, the students who ate breakfast also ate absent-mindedly.

The air is filled with the smell of all kinds of meat, but they can only drink white porridge and eat salted eggs here.

What kind of punishment is this?

In my heart, I am looking forward to this meal at noon today.

Think about it

Brother Jiang's usual craftsmanship is at the level of a great god.

In the near future, they will get a large table, not the same, the uneaten, the pile after the pile, the key is the collection of food made by Brother Jiang.

That power is not as simple as multiplying the superposition.

At least exponentially.

Xiong Ming touched his stomach and gave up his plan to go to another bowl of rice porridge.

Even if the bowl of rice porridge is silky and delicate, and the mouth is full of rice fragrance, can it be compared to the meal at noon?

Today's breakfast, as long as it can sustain life, the rest of the place he will keep for the lunch meal.

In fact, he thought the same thing last night, but last night's meal was so fragrant, he didn't hold back, and almost ate another bowl.

He picked up the empty bowl, and with the domineering smell of meat in the air, let the last drop of rice soup in the bowl slip into his mouth, and licked his unsatisfied lips.

Sure enough, the strong always have some quirks.

Xiong Ming thought to himself.

Otherwise, why would Brother Jiang, who has such a good cooking skill and can make money by opening a restaurant anywhere, is willing to stay in such a small mountain village and farm and raise pigs?

Alas, it's not yet noon.

He looked at the sky, and he never wished so much that time would go faster, and then go faster.

After seeing off the students, Jiang Tu also brought his own equipment and some semi-finished dishes to the service station that had already been busy.

Some aunts are washing vegetables, and some are wiping tablecloths on the table.

Seeing today's chef coming, they quickly gave up their main positions.

Jiang Tu is not welcome, wash his hands, and pick up the dish that has been cleaned, the shredding of the shredded, the slice of the slice.

"Hey, hey, look." An aunt who was washing vegetables pushed the person next to her with her elbow and motioned for her to look towards the chef.

At the beginning, a young man came, their faces were not showing, and their hearts were somewhat bottomless.

The chef, in addition to the genius of geniuses, is also a seasoned old enough to cook deliciously, and it is also more open.

As a result, you look at this knife worker, and the carrot shreds almost fly.

The thread is distinct, and the thickness is uniform.

She always thought that her little grandson watched the cartoon and cut the vegetables into the heavens and the earth, and the fake couldn't work.

Now it seems that maybe people are really exaggerating a little?

At least the knife really has an afterimage.

Jiang Tu had no distractions.

It's really too much work he has done this morning.

A little waste of time is likely to result in not being able to serve at the point of the meal.

Fortunately, today was not the weekend, and the few remaining children in the village went to school, so no one was making trouble near him.

I heard other people say that when there are children, you must be careful and careful with the oil pan, adults will hide by themselves, children don't care about you.

When it is hot, you know that you cry, and when you meet an unreasonable one, the chef will complain.

The topic was far away, and Jiang Tu quickly returned to his senses.

Nearly ten dishes, such as sweet and sour carp, sixi meatballs, boiled prawns, cashew shrimps, stir-fried lilies with celery, etc., were all made on the spot.

Fortunately, he also made a large pot of rice for this group of students for a long time, even if there is no system, so many days of craftsmanship should be practiced a little.

When Professor Xue and Professor Lu returned to the village, they saw such a lively scene.

The two of them were a little dumbfounded together.

I don't understand that I have only been away for less than a month, why is this village suddenly so lively?

Who's having any big events?

The two of them looked at the lively scenery in front of the service station, their brows furrowed, and a trace of displeasure flashed on their faces.

However, they themselves live in the village, and no one can say anything.

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