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"I am coming to me." Ji Jiaxin looked at Zhang Shuhua and dug a few big fists out of the potatoes, and immediately volunteered to grab the small steel shackles in the hands of Zhang Huahua.
The plum scorpion enters the mountain, usually with a hatchet and a small steel shovel. There is a hatchet in the hand to sew the mountain to open the road, there is a hoe in hand, and the things that meet the soil will not fall. For example, if you encounter a wild ginseng, you can't pull it out by hand. The handle of Zhang Shuhua is also a steel shovel, also known as a small pot. Workmanship is very delicate, even if you don't dig anything, it can make people look itchy.
Zhang called flowers and smiled and handed Xiaogang to Ji Jiaxin. "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."
"Where will I be so stupid?" Ji Jiaxin laughed.
Zhang called flowers and smiled. He didn't answer the words. He still didn't let Ji Jiaxin not dig the potatoes. However, with Ji Jiaxin's technology, this requirement seems to be too difficult.
Sure enough, Ji Jiaxin went down and Zhang Huanhua had heard a crisp muffled sound. Apparently Ji Jiaxin smashed the potatoes. This potato is not the same as the potatoes outside, and the moisture content seems to be much higher. The meat of the potatoes is the same as the fruit, with golden yellow, smelling a touch of fruit. People have the urge to eat directly.
"Zhang called flowers, you just dug a few, how did you dig a bad one, how can I dig it up?" Ji Jiaxin asked inexplicably.
"You didn't look at me. I didn't dig directly with the hoe. I slanted the soil away and waited until I saw the position of the potatoes. Then I really slammed my head. You, just go down and hoe, the hoe will not hit. Bend, if there are potatoes, it will rot naturally." Zhang called flowers and laughed.
"No wonder. To you, such a good potato is too wasteful for me to dig." Ji Jiaxin handed the girl back to Zhang Huahua, very sorry to see a large potato dug by her.
Zhang called Hua took over the girl: "Nothing, this potato is not eaten here, it is rotten after renting."
When Zhang Huahua talked and dug a few potatoes out, he did not continue. A few potatoes are enough to eat, and then digging is a waste.
Zhang called flowers and looked around, and found vegetables such as lettuce, green beans, beans, and a pepper seedling covered with red pepper. There are no pests and no diseases in this secret. These vegetables grow freely and are still well organized. It is really surprising.
Ji Jiaxin did not know why he asked a very deep question: "Zhang Shuhua, why do people say that they are so tired to study and promote? Why are people enough to eat and wear warm enough? Why do adults want to be so Tired? The last life has passed, and no happiness has been enjoyed. How good you are here. If the family is together, isn’t it just as happy?”
Is this a question for juveniles aged 17 or 8?
Zhang called flowers to catch the head,
He also can't understand: "The value of human existence has many kinds of metrics. Sometimes, people don't just live for themselves. Everyone has different pursuits, so they have different definitions of happiness. These things, maybe in the future. When we grow up, we can really understand."
"Maybe." Ji Jiaxin nodded."Let's not think about such a deep problem. Have a good dinner." Zhang said.
Zhang Huahua secretly took out a lot of equipment needed by the wild donkey. No one knows what equipment is in the bag of Zhang Shuhua, so Zhang Huahua took out a lot of equipment and there was nothing unexpected.
Ji Jiaxin asked in amazement: "Zhang Shuhua, you are not moving all the cookware in your kitchen?"
"That's not it. It was all prepared when I went to the wild donkey. This time it came in handy. Although I took a few more cookware, I didn't have to bring food. These things are all stainless steel, and there are no more." While talking, put his cookware in it.
Zhang Yuanbao and the dumb had already cleaned up the snake meat and cooked meat. He did not let Ji Jiaxin see the process of cleaning up, but it did not prevent her from turning her appetite. Now I see red and bright meat, but there is no such disgusting feeling. It turns out that the bamboo rat meat and snake meat are even better than the pork color in the vegetable market.
It didn't take long for a rich scent to drift away in the secret.
Zhang Huahua’s craftsmanship is indeed true. Several seemingly simple ingredients, under the cooking of Zhang Huahua, produce a special and unappealing taste.
In the city, although it is easier to obtain all kinds of ingredients, and even collect all kinds of ingredients from all over the world in the city, the taste of the ingredients has no original flavor. Zhang Zhuhua's bamboo rat meat and snake meat exude a rich original flavour of meat, which can evoke the simplest appetite. This is a fragrance that is hard to enjoy in the steel jungle of the modern city.
Ji Jiaxin grew up in the city, and it is naturally difficult to eat this original game. Only smelling this scent produces a strong sense of hunger.
"Is this really bamboo rat meat and snake meat? I thought the rat meat and the snake meat were smelly. I didn't expect it to be so fragrant." Ji Jiaxin couldn't help but grab a piece from the bowl and throw it in the mouth.
Don't say Ji Jiaxin, even if Zhang Yuanbao and Dumb live in Meizi, as Meizi is getting richer, many families no longer keep their own poultry. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is all bought from the market. Pork, poultry, the taste is very different from the taste of childhood.
"Dumb, I smelled a little when I was young. Did you smell it?" Zhang Yuanbao greedily sucked a scent of meat in the air.
The dumb nodded fiercely: "Yeah, when I was eating meat, I could always smell this fragrance. Now I have no smell of meat."
Zhang called flowers and smiled: "Go back and let the villagers raise the pigs, and raise the good breeds of chickens and ducks. Just raise the old pigs and chickens and ducks. Otherwise, if the pigs, chickens and ducks are extinct, they will never eat again. The fragrance that came to my childhood.""Yes, the current breeder pig grows fast and has a lot of lean meat, but the taste is a lot worse than the previous pig. You don't say I don't know what's going on. Now think about it, it's really It’s the case. Our plums have improved their lives, but it’s not that old things have to be discarded. Is it? We have good things to keep.” Zhang Yuanbao nodded.
“How do I think this baked potato is also delicious?” Zhang Yuanbao opened a baked potato, revealing the golden potato meat inside, a sweet scent floating out, intertwined with the meat flavor. It is really an increase in appetite.
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