Gou Xuefang went straight to Chen Er's house, looking inside and out, but he didn't see half a figure.

"Didn't this kid say grow vegetables?"

Gou Xuefang couldn't find anyone, so he became muttering.

"Why don't you see a figure?"

There was really no one to be found, and Gou Xuefang had no choice but to leave first.

"Don't bury yourself in the ground!"

At this moment, Chen Er is indeed growing vegetables, but his land is not elsewhere, but in his small world.

Chen Er had just renovated the soil of a piece of land, and then walked to the ridge with a hoe to rest.

Now the territory of the small world is very large.

Chen Er planted a few fruit groves and reclaimed a few pieces of land to grow some vegetables or other crops.

This feeling, in a sense, is not bad.

Chen Er remembered the days in his hometown before, and it was the same.

The family has a few acres of land, and the grandparents will grow a little vegetables.

He remembers that one year several acres of land were planted with tomatoes.

So, during the time when the tomatoes were ripe, all kinds of food at home matched the tomatoes.

What tomato scrambled eggs, tomatoes mixed with sugar, tomato egg drop soup, tomato roasted tofu, tomato roasted pork ribs......

Even the snacks that Chen Er eats in his spare time have changed from spicy strips with a pack of five cents to tomatoes.

Even after so many years, as long as he smacks his lips, Chen Er seems to be able to feel that special taste in his mouth.

The skin of tomatoes is very thin, and you can easily bite into it with a light touch of your teeth.

Then a sweet and sour pale red juice comes out.

At that time, tomatoes always grew very large, and Chen Er could only hold them in the palm of his hand by holding them in both hands at the same time.

As you eat, the pale red juice will flow all over the palms of your hands, and when the wind blows in the field, your palms will become sticky and sticky in a few moments.

At that time, almost everyone who ate tomatoes in the field would stick out their tongues and lick their palms.

When you lick the tip of your tongue with sweat in your palms, you can taste not only the sweet and sour taste of tomato juice, but also a faint salty taste.

Thinking of this, Chen Er subconsciously raised his head and looked at the dazzling sky light above his head.

His eyes narrowed unconsciously, as if he had seen that summer many years ago.

Chen Er withdrew his gaze and stood up.

Pat the dust off your body.

Then look further afield on the field, which is full of green wolfberry trees.

Young seedlings have just been drawn from the branches.

Although Chen Er stood far away, he could see very clearly that the buds on the branches were very delicate.

At a glance, those young shoots are faintly reflecting the yellow-green light in the sun.

It's like a freshly painted branch in an oil painting, the color is crystal clear and clear.

Chen Er grabbed a bamboo basket at his feet and came to the wolfberry field.

The wolfberry trees here are not very tall, only growing to Chen'er's waist.

The branches twist and circle, quite a bit of the beauty of the plum tree.

There were not many leaves on the branches, only many freshly drawn shoots and nothing else.

It seems a bit monotonous.

Fortunately, the branches and trunk of the wolfberry are very strong, and when paired with the young yellow-green shoots, there is a strange sense of harmony.

Like dead wood in spring, it is full of vitality.

In fact, these wolfberry trees were not planted for a long time, because time in the small world flows quickly, so these trees were planted when Chen Er first returned to Yanjing.

The reason why Chen Er planted these wolfberry trees so late is because he didn't use wolfberries in his cooking this time.

The ingredient Chen Er needed this time was another magical ingredient.

Goji sprouts.

Chen Er slowly began to pick the young shoots of wolfberries.

Because his movements were very light and slow, it took him half a day to pick and barely cover the bottom of the basket.

"These should be enough for one person."

Chen Er measured the amount of it, and then stopped picking the buds.

After leaving the wolfberry field, he went to the field where the yam was planted and dug two yams.

Only then did I go to the restaurant with the ingredients.

Shen Yinian was the only one in the restaurant, and she told Chen Er about Gou Xuefang's arrival.

Chen Er nodded after hearing this, "If he comes to me in the future and I'm not there, you can ignore him, and don't say where I went." ”

lest Gou Xuefang run to Chen Er without saying hello, if Chen Er suddenly emerges from the small world, wouldn't he scare Gou Xuefang out?

Chen Er thought about it carefully, no, with Gou Xuefang's character, it shouldn't scare him, at most it will only make Gou Xuefang say a series of "holding grass".

Chen Er went to the kitchen with the ingredients.

As usual, I turned on the live broadcast, and after a brief hello to everyone, I started preparing the ingredients.

At this time, a fan immediately reminded Chen Er.

"Chen Lao is still woody and tells cold jokes!"

Chen Er raised his forehead and said, "I actually forgot about this stubble, and I forgot to see what the latest cold joke is on the Internet in the past few days......

"It seems that there is only a lot of scraping of the stomach......"

Chen Er thought about it carefully before he thought of one.

"The four Tang monks and apprentices haven't eaten for several days, and they're really hungry."

"Tang Seng asked: Whether it was boiled Bajie or fried Wukong, Sha Seng, you are the most honest you say."

"Sha Seng thought about it carefully and said: Master, we go with you to learn the scriptures for nothing more than to live forever............"

Chen Er looked at the camera very seriously and asked, "How is it, it's funny, anyway, I laughed when I saw it." ”

Candy wants to sleep: "Chen Lao's wet smile is so low!" ”

Tea eggs invade the earth: "A cold wind is blowing, and suddenly I feel a little cold ...... the eggs"

Pork stewed vermicelli: "I'm rubbing, upstairs is not wearing underwear?" ”

The watermelon is not the eastern melon: "I'll go, the first two are so exciting, is there any story here?" ”

Riding a snail to run to the well-off: "No one commented on this cold joke told by Chen Laoshi!" ”

Qingtian: "For the sake of Chen Lao's wet and handsome face, I want to give a full score!" ”

Eat a pound: "I want to use a song to express my mood at the moment...... I'm blind to your performance......"

Chen Er looked at the camera, his hands folded in front of his chest.

A serious expression.

"I'll just ask, is it funny?"

Fans: "...... Funny, funny......"

"Ha, ha, ha......"

Chen Er put down his hand with considerable satisfaction.

"Alright, then let's get to work on today's topic!"

"Today, the anchor is going to make three dishes."

"One meat, one vegetable, one dessert."

Chen Er reached out to take out the ingredients and talked to everyone.

"Today's three dishes are all from Dream of Red Mansions."

"The first dish – steamed duck stuffed with wine."