At noon the next day, Zhang's mother, Wang Guilan, said to her son:

"Xiaofeng, I went to the field just now to take a look, and our corn will be harvested in two days!"

"Knowing Mom, don't worry, I will harvest the corn in the field. Zhang Feng smiled, there was only half an acre of corn in the field.

Half of it is still Xiangnuo No. 1, which has been eaten, and the remaining high-yield corn is even less, with only two points of land, and a three-wheeler can pull it all.

Speaking of Zhang Feng's corn, we have to talk about everyone's harvest this year.

This year, almost every household in Moon Lake Village has planted one or two acres of corn, and high-yield corn and fragrant glutinous corn account for almost half.

Among them, the fragrant glutinous corn has been sold out, bringing tens of thousands of yuan of income to everyone, which is more than the money earned by planting five or six acres of corn in previous years.

Now all that is left in the field is high-yield No. 1, as the name suggests, the yield of this corn is extremely high, the yield per mu can reach up to 37,800 catties, even if the yield of everyone planting is not so high, but there are still 3,4500 catties.

If calculated according to one pound of corn, this mu of corn can also bring more than 3,000 income to everyone.

Of course, everyone will definitely not sell these corns, because everyone does not plant high-yield No. 1 to make money, just to grow corn to raise livestock, otherwise everyone can plant all Xiangnuo No. 1, isn't it more profitable?

But for traditional rural people, raising livestock and pigs every year is a habit that has been cultivated for thousands of years, and everyone has to kill a pig every year, so that the family can enjoy the joy of a bumper harvest.

Therefore, raising New Year pigs is not to make money, but a habit, a feeling, in order to let the family enjoy the happiness of a bumper harvest.

Some people may say, if you have money, won't you spend your own money to buy New Year pigs?

But can the pork you raise yourself the same as what you buy? The pork you raise at home is not only delicious, but also more comfortable to eat.

"Mom, where is Xiaoyue's girl?" Zhang Feng came back from the vegetable field, and the eldest sister and Zhang Lin were at home, and Xiaoyue's girl had long been missing.

"She's probably going to play at school!" said the mother with a helpless smile.

"What is she doing at school?" Zhang Feng asked in surprise, others want to make up classes, what is her business, isn't she going to make trouble?

"Who knows that girl, crazy all day, can't control it if you want to!"

Zhang Feng was also very speechless, she didn't do her summer homework at home during the holidays, read a good book, and even spread wild everywhere, did she think that studying in high school was too simple?

"This girl's final exam, if she can't pass the first grade, see how I clean her up!" Zhang Feng shook his head speechlessly, thinking that he should take good care of this girl, and he couldn't keep it in stock, otherwise he wouldn't know what would become wild in the future.

Dangdang...... Dangdang......

At this moment, a knocking sound sounded in the village.

"Yo, ducklings, they're out of school!"

Hearing the school bell, Wang Guilan looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, and suddenly said in surprise.

"Well, it should be, it's eleven o'clock now, Mom, I'm going to cook!" Zhang Feng saw that it was not early, and hurriedly went into the house to prepare lunch.

"Okay, you go!" Zhang's mother nodded with a smile and watched her son quickly disappear into the yard.

As long as it's okay, Zhang Feng's family eats early, and is usually eaten at about twelve o'clock.

According to everyone, eating is also a job, eat early and have a good morning, and after eating, everyone can spend their time at will, and do whatever they want.

"Brother, what are we going to eat at noon?"

After a while, Xiaoyue, the girl, returned home.

"You can eat whatever I do!" Seeing the girl who ran in Hulala, Zhang Feng glanced at her and said.

"Hmph, even if you don't say it, I don't know if you don't say it?" Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Zhang Yue curled her mouth, and then jumped up and down in the kitchen to check it.

"Hee-hee, brother, I'm going to eat bamboo shoots today, this is my favorite. ”

Seeing that Zhang Feng didn't speak, the little girl didn't care, and continued to chatter: "Brother, why don't we make a braised bamboo shoots in oil? ”

"Don't do it, you have to eat it yourself!" Zhang Feng asked for a girl, cutting bamboo shoots by himself, not wanting to take care of this delicious and lazy little girl.

"Oops...... Brother ......"

"Brother, do you do it or not?" The little girl saw that Zhang Feng did not enter the oil and salt, and immediately began to threaten Zhang Feng again.

Zhang Feng shook his head firmly and no longer paid attention to this little girl.

"Hmph, if you don't do it, I'll tell my mom that you're bullying me!"

Hearing the little girl's words, Zhang Feng was indifferent at all, she was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she was like complaining to her mother, and her mother would definitely not pay attention to her, and she would reprimand the little girl.

I have to say that Zhang Feng's prediction was very accurate, and after the little girl went out for a while, Zhang Feng heard about her business that was taught by her mother.

Suddenly Zhang Feng laughed, this girl is really spoiled by everyone, she should tighten her education, otherwise she doesn't know how to be brutal.

"Brother, I'll help you light the fire!" Zhang Lin was still well-behaved, and when she saw Zhang Feng preparing to stir-fry, she immediately came over to help.

"Okay, be careful not to burn your clothes by Mars!"

"Don't worry, brother, I'm not a guest. Zhang Lin smiled slightly, she had grown up by the fire since she was a child, and she was already very familiar with fire.

"Do you have any plans for this holiday?" asked Zhang Feng to his sister while cooking.

"This holiday, I'm going to learn some things, such as painting and cooking, and you will teach me well when the time comes. Zhang Lin admires Zhang Feng's painting level and cooking skills very much, and hopes to help improve these two skills.

"Hehe, no problem, as long as you are willing to learn, I can teach you to cook right away!" Zhang Feng smiled, thinking that it was still Zhang Lin who made himself worry-free, like Zhang Yue's girl, who knew how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and there was no right way.

"Hehe, thank you, brother!" Zhang Lin was immediately happy when she heard this.

Then under the guidance of Zhang Feng, he immediately learned the first dish - braised bamboo shoots in oil.

The recipe for this dish is very simple, and Zhang Lin already has some foundation for cooking, so he quickly completed this small dish under the guidance of Zhang Feng.

"Well, it tastes good!" Zhang Feng tasted a piece, and then praised it with a smile.

"Really?" Zhang Lin didn't expect that the first dish he learned would be praised by his eldest brother, and he was so excited.

"Of course, if you don't believe you taste it yourself, it tastes really good!" Zhang Feng nodded with a smile and said to his sister encouragingly.

Zhang Lin's hands trembled with excitement, and he picked up a piece of bamboo shoot with chopsticks tremblingly and tasted it carefully.

"Well, it's so delicious, brother, thank you!" Zhang Lin said to Zhang Feng with a look of surprise.

"No, you did it yourself!"

Zhang Feng smiled, this dish was originally very simple, but the seriousness and hard work of his sister Zhang Lin also accounted for a large factor.