Food and nightmares come at the same time.

It is difficult for Yu Fengxing to convince himself that there is no relationship between the two.

Thinking of those old things before, Yu Fengxing's eyes became more and more dim.

He broke the doctor's advice uncontrollably, found out the cigarette, lit it and took a deep puff Although the spirit of relief, but the doctor said, so continue to smoke, the motherland will lose a young entrepreneur.

Irritable men, some rudely put out the cigarette ends in the ashtray, and then get up to eat.

He saw that there was no rice in today's food box, only a cup of millet porridge that looked thick.

"Hiss!" Yu Fengxing is 100% sure that the person who called Pei Wen last night was the one who made millet porridge. Otherwise, how could the other party cook porridge for the first time.

If you look at the ribs of jujube and medlar, it's not that person's diet style.

There is no spicy food in that restaurant.

Yu Fengxing was eating this light and stomach nourishing dinner. His heart was a little up and down, but his face was still expressionless.

After eating, he found a pen and paper and wrote a note, which said: Why are you good to me?

The note was held by two slender fingers, put it into the food box, looked at it, and then picked it up again He crumpled it hard and threw it into the dustbin.

So Su opened the food box the next day, and there were only dishes and chopsticks in it.

Su Xingchen took them out, loaded the porridge he had cooked in the morning, sent them to the owner of the house, and went out.

Today, he is going to work in the mountains.

Wild pueraria, only a little bit was dug that day, and there are many more on the mountain.

The problem Su Xingchen faces is not whether he can find Pueraria, but the difficulty of transportation.

It must be hard.

At this time, many days no live rural brother, suddenly opened live.

The audience saw a small pile of thick Pueraria on the sloping slope.

"Hello everyone Anchor brother turned the camera to his face, let us see a white and handsome young face full of sweat, real-time arouse the audience's interest in the message.

Pretty girl look at me: brother! You can depend on your appearance to eat. Why do you want to dig Pueraria in the deep mountains!

The mood of French fries: dig so many Pueraria, are you going to sell Pueraria today? Sell it? Sell it?

Hualu: what do you think of my little brother now? Isn't it good to stay in the city [laugh and cry /]

Shuyang bamboo: wild pueraria is a good thing. How much does it cost for me?

There were too many messages in the studio. Su Xingchen picked out the most concerned questions of the audience and said: "fresh Pueraria is easy to store, so it's really for sale. The price is 20 yuan per kilogram. It is postal in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Luzhou. I'll start with two. When I go back, I'll pick and weigh them on the spot. "

Shuyang xiaozhugan: twenty yuan is really a conscience price. I'm sure I want to buy it. Anchor brother is familiar with my heart /] [heart /] [heart /]

mood of potato chips: brother, I want to buy it too! Or the last address, give me five fat!

Su Xingchen: "OK, I'll continue to dig now. Today's goal is to dig 50 Jin."

However, this piece of Pueraria lobata, which has not been excavated for many years, has grown very luxuriant and huge, making Su Xingchen unable to stop.

“…… Another big one. " Su Xingchen pulled out the record breaking round kudzu root in his hand and was very surprised to say: "this is powerful. It weighs at least four or five Jin."

Shuyang bamboo: King Ge! I want this Ge Wang. Don't rob me!

Coke: sell it to me, I'll pay 30 yuan per kilo.

The live broadcasting room unconsciously started bidding.

Su Xingchen packed the kudzu root dug today in a sack, sat on the ground to have a rest, took off his sweaty T-shirt, wiped off the sweat on his body, and then wrung it dry.

It's very hot in mid June.

Su Xingchen fanned his straw hat and chatted with the audience in the studio: "it's so hot. I'll go back in a moment and pick out Pueraria for you."

Live Room:!!!

It's fried again.

This time, it's because most of my chest appears in front of the audience. It's full of white flowers, shaking people's eyes Of course, it's not completely covered.

You can still see that the tiny beads of sweat on the anchor brother's skin are shined by the sun, reflecting a brilliant effect.

Xinghe caresses the body: my tianrao, I think my little brother is very sexual and masculine. How can I be a fat four?!

Zjh2238: the taste is different from that of the gym, 2333333

Su Xingchen was teased so much that he quickly put down his mobile phone and put on his T-shirt: "well, I'm back. I'll see you in an hour."Then the live broadcast was turned off and an hour long weight-bearing hike began.

Before going on the road, Su Xingchen checked the stability of one side of the rope, the shoelaces on his feet, and the bearing capacity of the shoulder pole, and then went on the road.

"Well..." Fifty or sixty catties to pick up, pressure. No load on the shoulder, very heavy.

Su Xingchen steadied himself, stepped carefully on the slope without road, and went down the slope slowly and breathtaking.

He breathed a sigh of relief, carrying the shoulder pole for a shoulder to carry, dawdling down the mountain.

This stop and go, unknowingly passed more than an hour.

Su Xingchen came home dizzy and exhausted.

"It's so late?" He looked at his mobile phone and quickly got up and went into the room. As he walked, he muttered, "if I cook for you on time, I have no money. If I go out to make money, I can't cook for you on time..."

So as a man, it's really not easy.

Fortunately, when Su Xingchen went up, he found that the owner of the house was wearing home clothes, sitting in the living room making tea, tossing the remote control, looking very boring.

Su Xingchen was relieved. At least, the owner didn't smoke and drink because he was bored.

However, there is still a clear smell of tobacco in the room.

Su Xingchen sometimes sees the owner's posture of smoking and drinking. He is scared in his heart. He always thinks that if it goes on like this, the owner will die young.

Su Xingchen prepared today's lunch and wrote on the note: less smoking, less drinking, less staying up late, more eating, more exercise and more smiling.

After delivering the food box, Su Xingchen went back to the living room on the first floor to eat.

Before starting, poke your mouth with chopsticks: "eggplant..."

Two dogs: "woof, woof?"

Two dogs look at the table, and look at the ground, there is no eggplant Wang!

"Stupid dog." Su Xingchen laughed and scolded, and happily ate his lunch.

Afternoon work, is in the yard, one by one to register to buy Pueraria friends, telephone number, address, quantity, how much money, and so on, with a notebook registration.

Gain and loss many friends are four or five Jin to buy, or even ten jin ten jin to buy, so the registration is very fast, money is also very fast.

After all, four or five catties of Pueraria lobata is worth a hundred yuan.

No one is short of the money.

After that, Su Xingchen made an inventory. Today, he brought back 65 Jin of Pueraria lobata from the mountain, but actually it didn't look much. After all, Pueraria lobata is too heavy, just like two small bags.

The price of Pueraria is 20 yuan per catty, 65 times 20, which is 1300 yuan in total.

Su Xingchen looked at the number of words on the calculator, first stunned, then showed a big giggle.

Make money!

Ducks, old hens, spareribs and even mutton are all conceivable.

Su Xingchen rubbed his skin worn shoulders, rubbed his blistered palms and feet, and felt that everything was worth it.

"Dog Su Xingchen called the dogs to his side and crazily rolled them up: "I'm so happy..."

Then put down the dog and go to the chicken house to see the chicks.

Ten fluffy chicks, in the house chirping to peck millet, walking, live well.

Su Xingchen is very comfortable, these are his property.

At the age of 19, I have two apartments, two dogs and ten chickens!

And a big garden!

Su Xingchen decided to sleep in the afternoon and not go anywhere.

So Su Xingchen lay on the bed with bursts of bamboo fragrance, while shaking the Pu fan, listening to the pop songs played by the mobile phone, and fell asleep comfortably.

Six o'clock in the evening.

Su Xingchen wakes up, the surrounding lights are dark, especially silent.

Only the buzzing sound of mosquitoes, around the ear.

"Pa!" Su Xingchen slapped himself on the arm and killed a mosquito.

When he got up, he saw that the mosquito repellent incense was burnt out, the dog was still sleeping, the mobile phone

Su Xingchen finds the mobile phone, but it has no power.

I have to go to the second floor to recharge.

Su Xingchen picks up the charger and power bank, puts on his slippers, and swings his white legs in his big black underpants.

On the second floor, charge the mobile phone, turn on the mobile phone and reply to customers' messages.

I won't go up the mountain to dig Pueraria these days, because my hands, feet and shoulders are skinned.

Su Xingchen replies the message and starts to think about the dishes in the evening.

Duck or hen?

It's too late now. If you want to eat old hen, you need to wait for an hour or two. You'd better eat duck.

Duck stewed with fragrant leaves and ginger and garlic is also very delicious.

Of course, this is Su Xingchen's own recipe. As for the owner of the house with stomachache, he can't give each other more than two pieces.

So the food for the owner of the house tonight is still stomach porridge, mainly light and white vegetables.At most, add a meat cake the size of an egg. That is to say, it's equivalent to one mouthful of the owner of the house

When Su Xingchen cut the meat, he softly cut two eggs for the owner of the house.

Then marinate the meat mixture with corn flour, so that the entrance is tender and smooth.

After doing it well, Su Xingchen happily opens the food box, and then sees that the owner of the house answers his letter.

It says, a bunch of addresses and a phone number.

“……” Su Xingchen was silent, but the solid inside had already turned over the river.

The owner of the house, is he stupid?

It's not rational to expose your address and mobile phone number to someone who doesn't know the root of the problem.

Su Xingchen thinks for each other, but the corner of his mouth can't help going up.

But there seems to be words on the back of the note.

Su Xingchen takes it with a smile and turns it over: if you want to send me to the hospital in the future, you should report this address.

Su Xingchen

Su Xingchen throws the note back.

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