Chef Han asked Feng Junhui's consent and picked a lot of vegetables in the vegetable greenhouse. For the dinner in the evening, Feng Junhui went to Lao Weitou's house to send a slaughtered sheep over, and also took out some yak meat, pheasant and hare robe meat frozen in the snow to thaw.

"It's still good for the ingredients in your mountains, really, fresh, you just wait to eat them at night!" As a person who loves cooking, Chef Han definitely has a true love for good ingredients.

He has a good habit of following the local customs, and at night, the table is full of famous dishes from Q Province. Crispy mutton, raft meat balls, special tenderloins, etc., as well as mutton offal soup stewed with various mushrooms produced in the local mountains. There was no stuffy rice, but a large pot of steamed buns.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Feng Junhui and a few old men helped put the dishes on the table and put the dishes and chopsticks. Chef Han cleaned up the kitchen, and there was a fine sweat on his forehead in the winter: "Your big firewood pot is good to use, the fire is big, and the steamed buns are good for stir-frying." Come on, come on, everyone, come and try it. ”

"Delicious!" Hurricane was the most unkind, and he ate it as soon as it was served, sandwiching it on top of the meat he was interested in. After taking a bite, he didn't forget to praise it, and at the same time squinted his eyes and despised Feng Junhui: Look at people, this is what you cook, what you do, hehe......

Feng Junhui was hit by the heart, but at the moment of the food in front of him, he didn't care about arguing with the hurricane. He has also eaten these local specialties more than once, and he has also eaten in large restaurants when he is out for a wine banquet, but the taste is too far from this.

"These mushrooms you have here are good, and they can be paired with medicinal food. This mutton is also good, when the time comes, I will pull a few heads, this yak meat tastes very positive, better than the outside, I also want a few, and there are ......" Chef Han was eating, while ordering which dishes to want. Some Feng Junhui online stores have inventory in the warehouse, such as yak meat and mutton, so they have to tell the people in the village and order it first.

When they had eaten and drunk, they dispersed. The four old men lived in the newly built house over there in Li Kaize, and everything in it was fully prepared, and they moved in directly. Feng Junhui went to his uncle and the old village chief to discuss who he would invite tomorrow. Hurricane returned to his house early and began to meditate.

In the past, Starling loved to follow him when he was practicing, staying by his side and rubbing some aura. Now that there is a fat eagle next to the hurricane, the fat boy was originally asleep, but not long after the hurricane began to cultivate, it rubbed itself over in a daze. The fat boy is still clingy, and when the hurricane meditates and cultivates well, it drills into the hurricane's arms. There is no consciousness of being a haughty and cold eagle at all. But the pair of snow geese are very special, when they meditate in a hurricane, they are like guards, walking around outside the hurricane gate, and their steps are very light, and they do not make a sound.

"The animals in the house are almost finished!" After setting the person to be invited, and after going door-to-door to inform him just now, Feng Junhui came home and saw the situation in the hurricane house. But when I think about it, aren't his animals already sperm?

The next morning, more people came to Feng Junhui's house, in addition to the herbs and vegetables he invited, many came to ask him about planting traditional Chinese medicine and building a greenhouse to grow vegetables. The people who came to do the work were pulled aside by a few old men and seriously said the requirements for picking. As for the people who came to inquire, Feng Junhui also told them these things seriously. When building greenhouses and buying seedlings, he remembers every account very clearly, so it is also very accurate to talk about how much it will cost now.

"However, we are not familiar with the merchants who sell seedlings. "Many people are moved, they can't do it by themselves, but it's okay for two or three families to come out together.

"In this way, since our village wants to plant, we must choose some good projects that are suitable for our climate. I have limited fertilizer there and can't separate it for everyone, but everyone has finalized the varieties, and I can help you raise seedlings or find good seedlings to come back. It's still freezing these days, so if you really plan to do this, you might as well think about what you want to plant first, and then discuss it when you go home. Feng Junhui said.

Other people heard the same thing, this is a big deal, you can't decide because you are hot-headed in the past day or two, you should think about it. The old village chief also followed, and roughly understood Feng Junhui's thoughts, and said to Feng Junhui in a serious tone: "You have a lot of knowledge, and you have to put forward a good way, we will listen to it, and then think about it ourselves." ”

"I plan to plant some dendrobium on the trees in the spring, just on the miscellaneous trees outside, and the cost is mainly the money of dendrobium seedlings, and I am already breeding. Next year, I may plant more saffron, and I plan to plant some Ganoderma lucidum in the greenhouse. We have a lot of mushrooms here, and if you grow them in a greenhouse, it's not bad, but I'm too busy. If anyone grows these, I try to find the technology, and when there is a finished product in the future, I will also promote it in the online store.

If you grow vegetables in a greenhouse, I watched a few episodes of the agricultural program of China Central Channel, and I think that okra can be tried in the greenhouse. The price is high, the area is small, the market is solved, and it is certain to make money. In terms of vegetables, I can also help raise seedlings, take them back without pesticides and hormones, and I can also help think of ways to sell them, and the problem should not be big. Feng Junhui said.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back and ask from door to door, and make statistics. The old village chief actually mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect Feng Junhui to really have a way. Suddenly, he turned around and asked his eldest grandson: "Have you written it down, did your Uncle Junhui just say this, have you written it down?" His eldest grandson is still in college, and it has not started at the moment, so he specially asked his eldest grandson to bring a pen and paper to memorize what Feng Junhui said.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I've written it down. I'll look up the information about these projects on the Internet and talk to you about it. The eldest grandson of the old village chief replied that his name was Feng Jiran, a generation younger than Feng Junhui.

He said to Feng Junhui: "Uncle Junhui, if these projects are really done, our village will have to distribute them! You said that I didn't think about applying for your major before, but I didn't report the cultivation of traditional Chinese medicine, why didn't I think of applying for agriculture? Although I have a wide range of jobs on the electronic network, there are many people who can't bear to learn! Now that an idea product is worth something, it's still expensive to eat what I put in my mouth! I graduated, but I don't want to be a programmer, so I really have to become a programmer! I hear my senior brother complain every day that they work overtime and work overtime. If the village project is done, I will come back to farm!"

"What are you talking about, kid, you're coming back to farm after college? I'll let your dad beat you to death. "The old village chief is gone, what kind of thing is this, can his eldest grandson stand the sin of farming?

"Grandpa, you see how well Uncle Junhui came back to farm and plant. And I'm in the city, I don't want a house, a car, or a car, and I'm not sure if I can find it when I come out to work in the future. It's even harder to find a girlfriend, so it's better to come back!" Feng Jiran felt that this was an opportunity, and it was actually good to go back to the village.

"Ren Junhui is learning this, can you have Junhui who can endure hardships?" The old village chief felt that Feng Junhui was a special case that ordinary people couldn't learn.

"Grandpa, we're tired after this trip, and there are still a lot of people who die suddenly. Do you know? In his thirties, he hung up like this, and his wife and children were all with others. The wind frightened his grandfather.

"You kid......"

"Uncle Village Chief, in fact, our village also needs such talents. In the future, he can make a special website for our village to promote our village's agricultural products and handicrafts. In the future, if our village really starts to grow things, then this publicity will have to be intensified. It's to make money by working outside, but it's not to make money when you come back, and it's easier to stay at home. Feng Junhui persuaded him in a timely manner, there can be more young people in the village, there will be more ideas, and there will be more roads, he is happy to see it.

"Uncle Junhui is right, who said that you have to work in a big city to be good, I think it's good to go back to your hometown to work. Feng Jiran replied happily.

In fact, Feng Junhui's words were not for the old village chief, but for everyone present to listen to them. I don't say how good it is to stay in the village, but I just give everyone a thought, that is, there is a way out to stay in the village, even if the college students are in the village, they will not be buried. In this way, it may be possible to give more young people and college students the choice to stay in their hometowns for development.

Finally, everyone who inquired about the news in the future was sent away, and Feng Junhui was breathing a sigh of relief, and the fat boy came to beg for food. I just want to roll my eyes, the two hares sent by the fat boy's parents yesterday were boiled in the pot, and the mouths of eating people are short, there is no way, Feng Junhui can only go to find him to eat.

Don't eat barley grains. Don't eat vegetables. Don't eat frozen meat. Lingcao?Eat, but Feng Junhui won't give it! This picky guy, Feng Junhui has an urge to eat braised eagle meat.

"You set the password for your computer? What about your mobile phone?" I can't bear it, he wants to play a game! Hurricane also stuck his waist at this time, standing in front of Feng Junhui, glaring angrily.

"I want to eat, abuse the birds!" Since the starling recognized the hurricane as the boss, he has become more and more bold, and he has learned to be a picky eater. Even the most responsible pair of snow geese got up this morning and raised their mouths, mixing fish and barley, and they picked fish and meat to eat!

"You gave the fat boy spiritual grass yesterday, and you also gave his parents the Yuan Supplement. Hurricane said lightly, so he didn't let him make a picky eater, it was Feng Junhui himself.

looked at the fat boy who had been rubbing his legs, and then looked at the hurricane with air coming out of his nostrils, and the starlings and snow geese who were making trouble. Thinking about it again, he didn't come forward, but he definitely asked the younger brother to come over to complain, Feng Junhui said in a negative voice: "Do you think the bird meat is braised or charcoal-grilled?"

"Eat the bird, kill the bird!" The starling brother didn't follow, it was very clever, and knew that Feng Junhui was scaring it, so it flew up and circled around Feng Junhui, and continued to protest. The snow goose and the fat boy screamed wildly, which made Feng Junhui have a headache.

"You don't care about your little brother?" Feng Junhui said to Hurricane.

"No matter what, I won't even be allowed to play the game, what else do I care?" Hurricane reached out to touch the snow geese, and the pair of snow geese screamed even louder, but as if excited. Seeing that Feng Junhui's attitude softened a little, holding the fat boy and coaxing, Hurricane said: "My former master will cook a lot of bird food, which is nutritious, healthy and delicious, do you want to learn?"

Feng Junhui looked at the commotion, gritted his teeth and said, "Learn!" What if you don't learn? If you continue to make a fuss, your head will explode!

According to the recipe given by the hurricane, Feng Junhui went to the spirit grass greenhouse for a turn, and then prepared other materials, and replaced them with those who could replace them first. Although it is a bird food, it is not easy at all to fry for a while, steam for a while, mash and knead the dough and roast it. In the winter, Feng Junhui was busy in the kitchen and sweating profusely, and this bird food was finally cooked.

Feng Junhui swallowed his saliva, and it took a lot of self-control to keep himself from grabbing a handful ......of bird food to eat, but there are still a lot of weeds in it. But it's so fragrant, and it feels crunchy, it must be better than potato chips, so I want to try it......

For the sake of stuttering, the starling flew into the pot himself and wanted to eat it in the pot. Feng Junhui grabbed it quickly, so as not to wait for himself to have bird meat to eat. He put the bird in a large jar, and then gave a little to the starlings, and even the hurricane grabbed a handful in his hand, and threw them in his mouth and chewed them loudly.

"I'm still a kid, can you make me a little bag of snacks like other people's homes?" said Hurricane, and some of the children in the village had them, with big palms and ropes around their bodies, carrying their own snacks and knick-knacks.

"I'm still a child...... "Starling also learned, and the fat boy and the pair of snow geese didn't know if they understood or not, so they called along.

Feng Junhui looked at the sky, the wind was too strong, and he didn't hear anything. By the way, it's time to feed the birds! In the end, all the birds at home have a small bag hanging around their necks, and there are too many of them, so Feng Junhui can only mean to give them a big one. The super ugly thread legs were disgusted by a few at home for a while, but after Feng Junhui put the newly baked bird food in their bags, he disliked each one.

Fight with him, ╭(╯^╰)╮~