In the fenced yard, the fragrance of lemons wafts in the evening breeze.

Everyone sat around a table made of two tables, eating grilled fish and munching on sweet potatoes.

Xia Hanxun picked a lemon and went to the kitchen to squeeze honey and lemon juice out, and saw a hot peeled brown sweet potato on her plate, "Hey, who helped me peel it?" ”

"Who else? Fix it. ”

The plate in front of Han Jingnuo was rolling around and peeling sweet potatoes, looking very hot.

"Oh, thank you." Xia Hanxun poured lemon juice for everyone, and then sat down, Dongdong hurriedly climbed on top of her and sat down, "Sister Hanxun, you eat sweet potatoes quickly, it's delicious." ”

Xia Hanxun slapped the little guy's buttocks with a smile, and saw that Dongdong was also holding a peeled sweet potato in his hand, guessing that it was probably the result of Xiuyi.

"Good! Do you want to eat fish? My sister plucked out the thorns for you and gave you the white fish to eat. ”

"If you want to eat, my sister feeds me."

"You're a little thing, you're pretty good at enjoying it!" Luo Yanqiu, who was sitting opposite, all had envious and jealous eyes floating over, and took a sip of soup, "I like children so much, I quickly give birth to one and pet it in my arms every day." ”

"Professor Locke!"

Xia Hanxun was angry and angry, and turned his head to look at Xiao Wang, "Xiao Wang, next time you teach me to bake sweet potatoes." ”

"People in the countryside know, this one has no technology."

Xiao Wang also said sincerely.

In rural areas, especially after the harvest of sweet potatoes in winter, everyone will bury the sweet potatoes in the ashes burned out after the firewood is burned, and cover the sweet potatoes with a little sparky carbon ash, which can be roasted fragrant and soft after a while of bragging efforts.

Luo Yanqiu watched Xia Hanxun eat sweet potatoes in small sips, "Your oven can also be baked, it's stupid." ”

Xia Hanxun looked up at him, "......"

This man is playing with words all day long, but he can't speak well.

Xiao Wang hurriedly looked at Luo Yanqiu, "The oven seems to have a different taste from our soot." I really think I've seen on the Internet that someone opened a roasted sweet potato shop, and after those people finished eating, they thought it was still the fragrance that they bought from the old man's roasted sweet potato stall on the street in winter. ”

"Believe it or not, I'll bake you in the oven tomorrow?"

Xiao Wang swallowed his saliva, "Letter." ”

As long as it can be roasted to be charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the sweetness is the same.

As for Professor Luo's skills, he chooses to believe in them first, and then observe whether they are real.

However, he has been following him every day recently, and according to his observations, although this person looks careless, he really has skills.

In Xiao Wang's opinion, he is a very powerful teacher, who can be literate and martial.

Xiao Wang has long been in his heart to admire Mr. Luo's five-body throw.

A few people were eating grilled fish and nibbling on sweet potatoes, and Luo Yanqiu began to have a meeting.

"Now there is still a month before the autumn harvest, and all the planting in the greenhouse base has also been planted. Therefore, there is not a need for too many people to stay in the greenhouse every day. ”

Xiao Wang nodded, "Well, Professor Luo, you go on." ”

"The location of the west greenhouse is on the inside, the piece of land we left, you go to the village tomorrow to confirm with the village chief, it's time to prepare for the rice processing factory."

"I have asked the village chief in the past few days, and the village chief said that the town has approved us to build a processing plant, but now the construction team that is building the factory will need a few days to come and start work for us, so I also told my dad about this last night, do we need to go to Mr. to see an auspicious day to dig the foundation?"

Hearing this, Xia Hanxun coughed, hugged Dongdong's hand and waved, "No." ”