Wild yams, garden ginseng, and sweet potatoes are the three ingredients that are shown in the dream to make that kind of vermicelli. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wild yam garden ginseng has been handed over to Dasha, and the sweet potato is the old-fashioned yellow-hearted sweet potato, and Jia Gongzi is also worthy of being a well-informed columnist who claims to have tasted all kinds of delicacies in the north and south of the river.

In this way, Xu Guangling does not leave home, he only needs to stay at home and wait for the receipt.

These three things are excavated in autumn and winter, today is September 3rd, the solar calendar, there are still ten days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, slightly earlier than the time to dig these three things, but if you prepare in advance, in fact, it is almost the same.

Of course, this kind of thing doesn't need Xu Guangling to worry about now, the two big brothers are still very righteous.

What did Xu Guangling have to do? He had to prepare all the follow-up matters, such as contacting the flour mill, then renting a yard or warehouse or something, and then hiring some people.

Although making vermicelli is not a complicated matter, and Xu Guangling does not do much, because it is the first time, it has a great experimental nature, so he plans to make a few hundred catties of vermicelli, and then make some familiar people to divide the vermicelli.

If the noodles you make are really good, then plan accordingly in the future.

And if it's not so ideal, then it's both the first and the last.

The three of them agreed to contact each other by phone at any time for the specific follow-up matters, and then Xu Guangling quit QQ and turned off the computer by the way.

When Xu Guangling opened the notebook, he probably checked the information, and if there was no information to check, basically he didn't need to open the computer, as for hanging out on the Internet or something, Xu Guangling in the past didn't have this mood at all, so it was common for the notebook not to open for ten days and a half months, and it was often really "dusty".

After turning off the computer, Xu Guangling wandered around the room casually.

The three questions of Jia Gongzi before made him feel a little touched, of course, it couldn't be shame or anything, but through these three questions, Xu Guangling suddenly realized a problem, that is, engaging in any line of work requires corresponding accumulation and precipitation.

For example, the chef, he really can't do it now!

You can't just make "nine-grade white jade soup", right? - No chef is like this!

But what is he good at?

In other words, what will you do in the future?

In the past, the whole person was groggy, and he was a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day, anyway, he had to eat and drink, so naturally he never needed to think about it later. Or to put it another way, at that time, in Xu Guangling's consciousness, there was no future at all!

He doesn't think about what to do tomorrow and what to do the day after tomorrow.

For him, there is no tomorrow, let alone the day after tomorrow. His past, present, and future are all like a cloudy sky and a foggy earth, blocked by a gloom. In such a situation, time is meaningless.

But now that he has come out of that state, what the future should be has become the first thing in front of Xu Guangling.

You can't just sit idle every day and just do it until you're old. This shouldn't be what parents want to see him look like, no, absolutely not!

If you think about it from the perspective of what he is good at, whether it is his father's writing or his mother's music creation, he is relatively good at it.

Let's talk about writing first, he has his father's little by little teaching since he was a child and his own ears and eyes, when his father was still alive, he has already shown a certain amount of skill and aura, and it can also be said that he has made a small gain, although he has not touched a pen in recent years, not a word has been written, but so many books are not in vain.

The ancients still had the saying that "if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you will be able to chant them if you can't recite them." What he is familiar with is more than just 300 Tang poems! If he picks up the pen now, he only needs a period of time to become familiar with it, and his skills will inevitably be higher than that of his father! There is no doubt about this.

Then let's talk about music creation, in terms of ability, he is not lacking, and the creation of "A Thousand Autumns of Big Dreams" yesterday made him vaguely feel that now he may really have the talent to eat such a bowl of rice. But another point has to be considered, that is, the current big music environment in China is actually not so good.

Or to put it a little more bluntly, it's not just a matter of "not so good".

The working environment is much worse than when my mother was in the past. In fact, even back then, my mother complained about this problem in front of my father and him more than once, and said frankly that if I hadn't entered the industry early, and I was involved in more and more miscellaneous, and I was simply engaged in "music creators", I would be busy all year round, not to mention generating income or something, it would be good to be able to satisfy the family to drink porridge.

Xu Guangling doesn't care too much about how much money he makes, no matter how little he earns, there should always be no problem in supporting himself, but such a working environment means that it is likely to be a mess. And Xu Guangling has little interest in such a circle.

Of course, maybe it's not as bad as he thinks, and he has to wait until he gets involved to know for sure, maybe it's actually better than his mother's time, and the bad he feels is only superficial. But since it is not ruled out that such a possibility exists, and it is not necessary to engage in music creation, Xu Guangling is a little hesitant.

Perhaps, as I said on QQ before, it would be better to take music creation as a kind of casual and part-time job? After a little bit of actual contact, if you find that the environment is really good, and he does have talent in this area (he absolutely does not lack knowledge and ability at the ordinary level), then it is not impossible to go from part-time to full-time.

Writing, perhaps, can be considered in the same way.

And excluding these two industries that he would instinctively think of, and which he has been learning and being exposed to since he was a child, what else can he do?

As my mother said, if you go to school to become a professor, the problem should not be a problem, but it may take a lot of trouble. The real problem is that after experiencing the affairs of his parents, Xu Guangling has an instinctive boredom or a sense of emptiness about the life that is destined to go according to the rules.

To put it more seriously, he has a bit of an empty view of his whole life.

Although the situation has improved, the overall tone has not completely changed. Before the complete change, Xu Guangling didn't feel that the normal 9-to-5 life was suitable for him. ――If there is no vitality left in the first place, if it is worn out like that again, what will be left of the whole life?

Thinking like this, Xu Guangling was momentary, but he felt that the world was so big that he couldn't move.

This is the real "draw the sword and look around".

Thinking about it, Xu Guangling suddenly laughed at himself again. Thinking about this for the time being, it doesn't have to be. Not to mention that there is vermicelli in front of him, let's just say that the matter of Tai Chi may also dominate him for a while!

If you really want to consider a career, you have to adjust his schedule first!

So how long will the situation of a whole day of sleep after a Tai Chi session last?

Xu Guangling didn't think it would continue forever, there was no reason for that! The body's metabolism always has a fixed law to follow, and even if it is temporarily broken, it is to move towards a new law. But I hope that this time is not the few years that Zhang Lao said earlier that he needs to eat a lot.

A few years, even two or three years, is too long!

After thinking about these things piecemeal, it was already late at night, Xu Guangling looked at his phone, and it was half past two in the middle of the night. Considering that he was going to the park at four o'clock or simply four o'clock, Xu Guangling decided to lie down in bed for a while, and he had nothing to do for a while anyway.

And I don't have any interest in reading books for the time being.

Then the next moment, what Xu Guangling didn't expect happened again. Just as he lay down, his head resting on the pillow, and his eyes slightly closed, it took only three or five breaths for drowsiness to come back quickly, and then he fell into a deep sleep again.

And the dream, another dream! In this sleep, like an epiphany in the middle of the night, quietly bloomed.

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