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"Sis, why do we still need to keep a portion?" Lin Peifeng asked in puzzlement as he stuffed a mouthful of flat food into his mouth.

"This is for Yuxiang, what elder sister promised her, I will do."

After being reminded by the little guy one by one, Ringpelin got up and took the flat food to the main house, so that his aunt could keep it until Lin Yuxiang came back tomorrow.

"You, child, are still at her mercy. In the future, don't spend too much money. It's not easy to earn some. "

"Auntie, I know the size of a square inch. With this little bit of flat food, there's no need to eat so much."

After the family had finished their lively meal, the younger ones went out to play, and then more children came to Ringpelin's house to see if they had cooked the flat food for two days in a row.

Lin Pilan didn't know whether to laugh or cry and didn't have any intention of showing off. This time, everyone in the village who had children thought that she was purposely showing off.

Unfortunately, she really didn't have any extra flat food for them. Instead, there were only two pancakes left in the morning, and it was unknown who she gave them to. She might as well cut them into pieces and calculate each piece.

After dinner, she collected the dishes and washed them. The pigs were all fed by Lin Youcai. She went to the living room to collect the tea leaves and to see if she could separate the two.

The children who had been brought over by Lin Peifeng had not dispersed. Third Aunt had gone out to take a look, and had brought back a large group of adults.

Most of the time, they came to find out if Lin Pailan really wanted to start collecting the tea. Only when they saw the tea leaves on the bamboo signboard in the main room did everyone believe them.

After the investigation, no one left. They talked non-stop. The Lin family members picked the tea leaves from Rinperan, so they continued to talk about the classification of the tea leaves.

When all the tea leaves had been picked and everyone was still wanting to continue, they didn't know what the Lin Clan would turn into in the future. Whether it was intentional or not, they all decided to build a good relationship here.

The production method of oolong tea and white tea is different. White tea is the most natural. The fresh tea leaves are laid on the bamboo mat in the weak sunlight or in the room with good ventilation and light transmission, letting the tea leaves dry naturally.

Dry to about seventy to eighty percent dry, and then slowly dry with a fire can be packed.

Oolong tea is much more complex, needs to be half fermented, then knead into a type, stir-fry dry.

Ringpelin put separate oolong teas in a separate place for distribution

Fermentation and white tea were enough to dry about seventy to eighty percent of the water. He had no way to control them tonight, so he could only leave them for tomorrow.

Looking at the entire room full of villagers, Grandma Lin was very hospitable. A while ago, there was a happy occasion at her house, but there were still some dried fructose at her house. With so many people helping to pick out the tea leaves, she took them out for everyone to eat.

In this boring rural life, it was rare for everyone to gather together to talk and have snacks to eat. Not only were the children reluctant to leave, even the adults did not want to leave.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and everyone was busy during the day and needed to rest, so it was really not appropriate for them to stay any longer.

"After a busy day, everyone is tired. If everyone comes up the mountain tomorrow, be careful. Don't go to a bad place."

"Tomorrow, Peran will have to cook more tea, so we should go to bed early. We'll leave now. "

"Aiya! "It's getting late, I should go back and sleep. I should go up the mountain early every day to pick some tea."

"I'm going back too! I'll see if I can get some of the tea I planted last year. "Peran, did you take the green tea as well?"

Before he left, there were still some people who were worried and asked. This was something that could be directly solved by Lin Pei Lan.

"As long as it is sent in separately, I want it all. However, he was going to be the first one to say it. Everyone will remember this. If all kinds are mixed together, the price will be very low. "

If someone took the lead and left, the others would follow. They were not afraid of leaving behind any different messages.

Only after everyone left did Ringpelin have time to wash up. When he went back upstairs, he found that not only his hands were hurting, but his legs were also hurting. After walking for so long, the muscles on his legs were extremely sore.

After falling down and flipping a few times, Ringpelin fell into a deep sleep. He had originally slept well, but at dawn, he had an unimaginable dream.

In his dream, Chen Jianguo wasn't with her. She was a woman whose face couldn't be seen clearly. The little bird nestled in Chen Jianguo's embrace. Chen Jianguo carefully protected her.

Ringpelin asked helplessly when he saw himself standing alone, looking at them helplessly.

"You guys are together, what should I do?"

Chen Jianguo only glanced at her, but he did not say anything. The two of them walked further and further away as they crowded around each other.

She knew it was a dream, but she couldn't wake up. It was only when someone downstairs joked around and said they were going to cook the tea early that she was jolted awake.

He realized that he was pressing a hand on his left chest. That was probably the reason for the suffocating feeling in his dream.

Having had such a dream for no reason, Lin Peilan was not up in the morning yet, so his mood was a little complicated.

It had been more than 10 days since Chen Jianguo returned to the construction site. He had called him on the very first day he had arrived. Now, both of them had no news of each other and no one knew who was in charge.

Could it be that guy had become a soulmate just like in his dream?

Impossible! If Chen Jianguo wanted to find a soulmate, why would he come to this village to marry him?

Ringpelin was a little confused, and thought of a whole bunch of strange things, but in the end he just got up and went to work, and was able to think, which meant that he was still not tired enough.

When he went downstairs, Granny Lin was up, too, and the old man slept early at night and woke early in the morning, surprised to see her up.

"Why is Peran up? He slept a lot."

"I won't sleep once I wake up. Grandma, can I make some noodles and some vegetable soup in the morning? "

"Sure! Just do it. "

After having such a dream early in the morning, Ringpelin was a bit irritated. In the end, he was covered in sweat while kneading the dough, and even that annoyance was wiped away.

The shredded cucumber fillets were spread on the cooked noodles. With some chili, spring onion, and garlic added, the lard was heated, scooped up, and poured over. A bowl of instant noodles was ready.

Ringpelin added a few more chilies for himself and ate until his forehead was covered in sweat. Only then did he put them down with satisfaction. Looking at his father, grandmother and brother, they all liked him very much, Ringpelin was happy.

"This noodle soup is so delicious, much better than the one I bought. "Sis, you can continue to do it next time." Lin Peiwen said as if he still wanted to continue.

"Your sister bought it with flour. I'm still thinking about how to eat it, but I didn't expect her to be even able to cook noodles."

As a Southerner, there were very few people who said that flour came home to make pasta, which was influenced by her mother. According to her mother, her grandmother was from the north, and she wasn't used to eating rice there.

For someone like Ringpelin, who had been taught not to be lazy, to be diligent, and to be able to cook anything, she had also learned the art of making noodles from her mother, but her mother was a little afraid of the well-mannered Ringpelin, afraid that she would despise wasting money and make very few pastries.

If it had been before, she would not have dared to sit on the noodles. She was used to being thrifty, so how could she bear to use spaghetti?