Yang Yan wandered around the village, his stomach growling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info rubbed it vigorously, sighed, and resented, "Alas! I can't go back to my home, I can't eat food, it's unreasonable!"

Early in the morning, the sun had not yet come out, and the weather was cold, and the breath exhaled from the nose and mouth condensed into white ice crystals. Yang Yan was wearing half-sleeved pants, and when the cold wind blew, he had a small layer of goosebumps.

Qingshan Villa is as warm as spring, and Yang Yan has long been accustomed to the equipment of half-sleeved pants. Now he was suddenly blown by a small cold wind, and suddenly he shivered.

It's a lot better to move your body. Yang Yan's physique is perverted, he can crack stones with one punch, and he is cold, so naturally he is not a problem. The goosebumps are gone, too.

Pulling on his slippers, Yang Yan put his hands behind his back and hummed a little song. Wandering around the village aimlessly.

It was too cold, and there were few people outside, most of them were nestled at home, with the fire burning. Only Yang Yan is like this, people who can't go back to their homes will be so bored.

"Hmm, the second brother's house is on fire and cooking?"

As he walked, Yang Yan's eyes lit up. Not far away, the chimney of Wang's second brother's house was emitting green smoke, obviously cooking on the fire.

The stomach was very cooperative, and it growled.

Rubbing his hands, Yang Yan smiled, "It seems that today's breakfast has been settled!"

At the house of Second Brother Wang, the father and son got up early in the morning and were tidying up the courtyard. When he saw Yang Yan coming, he immediately greeted him warmly.

"Brother Yang, it's early, why are you up so early today?"

Yang Yan laughed a few times and remembered bad memories.

"I've always been industrious, and I got up earlier than a chicken!"

Uncle Wang laughed, blinked his eyes and teased: "The chicken you said can't be slaughtered and ready to be stewed, right?"

Yang Yan was depressed, am I an image of a lazy man in your eyes? This is too unpositive! We are also promising young people! Yesterday I also earned 3 billion yuan!

Second Brother Wang threw down the big broom and said, "You see that he still has half-sleeved pants!

Yang Yan pinched his teeth, why don't you go and be a detective! At least, it has to be a Holmes or Edogawa Wangnan or something like that.

The two families are too familiar to each other, so you don't need to be polite. Yang Yan directly began to complain, complaining: "My parents have to make a garden, saying that they have nothing to do, and they are idle! This is good, I think they see that I am idle in a panic! ”

Uncle Wang threw away the work in his hand and pulled Yang Yan into the house to chat. Seeing this, Second Brother Wang also wanted to drill into the house. As a result, he was stopped by the royal father, and he didn't know why.

The royal father pointed to the courtyard and said, "You go ahead and clean up! Brother Yang is not an outsider, I'll just entertain you!"

Second Brother Wang: "......"

Yang Yan patted Second Brother Wang's shoulder and sighed in a low voice: "As a man, you must be diligent! If you can't take on the responsibilities of the family, how can you take care of the family?"

Second Brother Wang: "......"

After entering the house, Yang Yan quickly pursed his nose and smelled, and asked at the same time: "Hey, uncle, what did you do in the morning? I smell very good? Hurry up and bring me a bowl to taste, I haven't eaten it in the morning, I'm starving!"

Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, and wondered: "What do you smell so good? Why didn't I smell it? I didn't cook in the morning, didn't I wait for your second brother to clean up the yard, and I didn't cook until I came back after cleaning up!"

Yang Yan sniffed it again, and felt that something was not quite right, but it smelled quite appetizing!

"Your chimney is still smoking, what are you cooking?"

Uncle Wang thought about it and suddenly patted his head!

"Hey, my brain! It's made something, what? Do you think it smells good?"

Yang Yan smiled, touched his nose, patted his ass, and said: "Uncle Wang, what kind of craftsmanship do you have! Even pig food can be made better than the Manchu and Han banquets! Oops, I'm starving to death! Hurry up and give me some food!"

Uncle Wang smiled, laughing very unconscionable.

"Don't say it!

Yang Yan grinned.

Uncle Wang continued: "It's really pig food! I got up in the morning and planted a new pig food! It should be cooked now, I'll bring you a bowl to taste?"

Yang Yan's face stiffened, and he shook his head again and again, "It's better to forget it, forget it! It's not easy for pigs, let's leave it to eat!"

Second Brother Wang deserves to be a good boy who works! After more than ten years of taking care of his paralyzed royal father, he has developed a lot of strength, and his work is called neat and neat.

Before Yang Yan and the royal father finished drinking a pot of tea, Second Brother Wang had already washed his hands and started cooking. Kill the chicken and bleed, a pot of boiling water to slurp the chicken feathers, divide the chicken feathers by two, and pluck the chicken feathers cleanly.

The royal father looked at Yang Yan's slanderous appearance and said with a smile: "This pheasant was caught by your second brother on the mountain a few days ago, and he is not willing to eat it!

Yang Yan pursed his lips and said, "Second brother, you are too picky, why are you distressed about catching a pheasant?"

Second Brother Wang remembered that day when he caught pheasants in the mountains, his heart suddenly twitched, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was crying. He said, "This damn chicken! When I saw it, it was eating ginseng! It had eaten more than half of it! There was only a small part left!"

Yang Yan grinned, his face twitched, it is impossible for the second brother of the ginseng king of an ordinary year to have this expression, it seems that it is at least twenty or thirty years old, tens of thousands of yuan larger.

The royal father was also a little distressed, and said: "That ginseng is very hot, and it is estimated that it has been eighty or ninety years!

Second Brother Wang's whole face was shaking, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't say it, I'm uncomfortable!"

Yang Yan looked at the father and son with a tangle of expression with sympathetic eyes. It's very understandable! Missing millions, anyone else is like this! But looking at the pheasant that was already dead, Yang Yan's eyes were blazing.

Rubbing his hands, Yang Yan asked, "How many days has this chicken eaten ginseng?

The royal father glanced at the chicken feathers all over the ground, and said in a helpless tone: "The effect of the medicine must have been absorbed! Seven or eight days have passed, and these seven or eight days have not been treated badly! I picked off the part that was pecked by the chicken little by little, and fed it all! It must taste good!"

Yang Yan snorted and sucked back.

"This is good! This pheasant is going to be stewed! It can't be wasted, this kind of chicken that has taken medicine has the best stewed soup!"

Second Brother Wang said distressedly: "It's not soup to drink! It's money!"

A century-old wild ginseng is worth at least one million or more. I was eaten by this chicken, a veritable local tyrant chicken! Worth hundreds of thousands, ordinary people can't afford to eat it for a lifetime!

Even rich people can't eat it if they want to!

How precious is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng? That is a spiritual ginseng that can hang one's life! When encountering a large sum of money that is in urgent need of a life, it is not a problem to sell it for millions or tens of millions! Although the heat of this one is a little worse, you can wait! Wait for ten or twenty years, and that will be the real hundred-year-old ginseng!

Besides, the value of this kind of thing will only become more and more valuable with time! Twenty years from now, maybe you won't be able to buy a wild ginseng like this!

Finally, under the wolf-like gaze of Yang Yan and the others, the pheasant got out of the pot.

Yang Yan is looking forward to it, and the father and son of the Wang family are pure and distressed. The only consolation is that there is still a small half left. Although it is incomplete, it can be worth 180,000.

Second Brother Wang grinned, laughing at himself while burning the fire, "There are hundreds of thousands of stews in the pot, I can blow this for a lifetime!"

The royal father smiled and said: "Look at your little bit of talent! Learn from Brother Yang! Don't put 1.8 million in your eyes! Man, be generous!"

Yang Yan grinned, didn't talk, and all his thoughts were focused on the pot.

For foodies, nothing can stop a heart yearning for food!