Chapter 1945: Chapter 1723: You Invite Friends Too
Everyone here is a fisherman; at this ti, if soone talks about baiting the spot, it definitely ans either night fishing or getting up early the next morning to fish.
But...
They are vacationing with kids!
If they fish night and day, forget about anything else, even Song Sancheng wouldn’t dare, Wu Lan would surely scold him!
Lun Chuan isn’t giving them an excuse either, just fishing for a few hours each day as entertainnt would do. Hence, he shook his head: "When the ti cos, I’ll take you and the kids to dig worms in advance; you’re guaranteed a full harvest—whether we can have a full fish banquet at night will depend on you."
Of course, you can’t bring kids while fishing, as they are by the riverside, and when fishern get excited, they might not watch out, so it’s worriso.
Qin Yun, to ntion a few, is not coming for the first ti, naturally knows about the worms. As long as they find the right ti, they’ll definitely catch fish.
If the skills are truly lacking, when the fish finishes the bait and escapes...
Not all fish can be that clever, right?
In any case, they didn’t buy the fishing rods for nothing, they vowed: "Don’t worry!"
Master Chai was sweating profusely while dealing with the ingredients, and he was taken aback when he heard that: "You guys are fishing in the afternoon? So should I cook fish tonight, or...?"
So of the fish they catch would inevitably die quickly, especially with so many people here, to avoid waste, he’d have to prepare one less dish tonight.
Seeing this, Yun Feng couldn’t help but say: "Lun Chuan, why not talk to Master Chai, besides those like chicken, duck, pig, cow, sheep, we should prepare our ingredients every day from now on."
This preparation naturally doesn’t an pre-prepping the food, but since there are plenty of us, whether it’s going down to pick vegetables, pluck cucumbers, or choose tomatoes, the kids play too and it gives us sothing to do.
Depending on the two chefs, with how much we eat, they’d have to ride tricycles up the mountain every day to pick vegetables...
Master Chai naturally didn’t ntion his salary, but with his cooking skills, it must be quite valuable. To hire such a great chef, besides money, there’s goodwill involved. Anyways, we have many people and lots of free ti, it’s quite appropriate to do these things.
Furthermore...
Just like the ti we snapped the water chestnut stems ourselves, didn’t everyone find it pretty enjoyable?
Lun Chuan was indifferent, after all, Master Chai and the others wouldn’t be at a loss, but seeing everyone agree, the matter was temporarily settled.
"The deal is, if any of you slack off and don’t pick enough vegetables, you’ll only have plain rice to eat."
He Tuo was clumsily learning how to weave a grasshopper when he suddenly spoke upon hearing this: "Dad, plain rice is tasty, rice crust is even tastier, can I eat a big piece of rice crust with fernted bean curd tonight?"
He Kuang: ...
He looked earnestly at Master Chai.
Don’t say, He Tuo really is his own son, he sure knows how to eat! He wants to eat that too!
Master Chai: ...
Why are you staring at !
Cooking on this big stove, every ti it’s a whole sheet of rice crust, but since there are so many people wanting to eat, it gets split up so that everyone only gets a tiny piece, and no one gets enough.
Even if he wanted to, he can’t make two sheets of rice crust at once with just one wood-fired stove!
But as a chef, with enough experience, there are always different ways to et custor needs. Therefore, after considering:
"How about this, tomorrow I’ll go to the town to buy a batch of clay pots to make claypot rice? Black pepper beef, braised eggplant, Mapo tofu, braised chicken pieces, and so on, for sides, you guys choose what to pick yourselves."
Everyone’s eyes lit up.
...
The hostay has its arrangents, and at Lao Song’s family, Qiaoqiao upon hearing that they’ll pick peaches tomorrow, imdiately thought of his desk mate: "I want to send more to Yang Zhengxi."
Little Yang is the kind of kid that nobody can dislike, Wu Lan smiled saying, "Send, send more at that ti and let him share with classmates too."
With him around, following Qiaoqiao chatting and laughing every day, it’s lively as if raising two kids, the air is joyous.
When he leaves, his presence isn’t lost.
Every now and then, you find him complaining about poor als in the group chat, stolen zongzi, tomatoes he planted were turning red and then suddenly gone...
Rambling on and on, maybe even in his own family group chat he wouldn’t be so detailed.
This frequent pouring out feels like maintaining his presence so much that Lao Song’s family has sent express delivery five or six tis in less than a month, making Little Yang quite the legend at school.
Gaining quite a reputation.
Now, he’s planning to return ho at the end of the break to accompany his long-lost parents, yet Qiaoqiao still holds him in mind.
Look, more peaches again!
Qiaoqiao’s eyes sparkling: "Can pogranates be sent too?"
Song Tan thought about it: "I’ll have to check the mountain tomorrow."
It’s not the ripening season, but there are typically a few early and late-ripening varieties on the mountain to extend the family’s tasting period.
However, July is a bit of a stretch for pogranates, Song Tan can only promise to carefully check the woods tomorrow.
"Little Yang isn’t ho, otherwise we could have invited him over."
The mom’s an entrepreneur, dad’s always at various farms, either checking farm machinery or farm bases.
In July and August, not only Lao Song’s family reaches the harvesting season, but so do the farms. It’s said his dad’s gotten even more tanned recently.
Qiaoqiao shook his head: "Little Yang says he wants to check if he can find a place to rent near the university ahead of ti, and when it cos to setting up the fridge and freezer, it depends on !"
Saying that, he puffs up his chest, clearly proud about being responsible for his buddy’s als.
Song Tan chuckled: "Alright, alright! Whatever’s at ho, feel free to sent it—"
Wu Lan didn’t want to play favorites, pointed out to Song Tan: "Lun Chuan is hosting friends, and Qiaoqiao is hosting friends, Tantan, why haven’t your friends co over?"
In fact, she organized a classmates’ gathering and ended up squeezing quite a bit of money out of them...
Alas, aren’t there purer ones like Lun Chuan and Qiaoqiao?
Song Tan realized this boils down to social circles.
Lun Chuan’s conditions are decent, most friends he socializes with have similar spending, not worrying about whether eating a al is too expensive or not.
It’s widely known that as long as money isn’t causing troubles, situations are often happier.
Qiaoqiao has a pure heart, his friends like Chen Chi or Yang Zhengxi share the sa innocent vibe. Youthful friendships aren’t typically about money.
She’s not the sa.
She used to be a corporate drone!
Most of a corporate drone’s friends are also corporate drones, never mind if the family just runs a farm, corporate drones would be lost in their work in the Immortal Realm if need be!
Moreover, among those considered good friends in her mory, now only Huo Xueying remains. But Huo Xueying is similarly employed in a private enterprise, even weekends are four days off at most...
"I’ll ask."
That’s all she can promise: "Huo Xueying is considering changing jobs for sothing less stressful. I’ll ask if there’ll be a gap between jobs? If so, I’ll invite her to bring family and friends along."
Her relationship with her boyfriend is developing well, but he’s a civil servant, might not be able to take leave...
All in all, let’s ask again.
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