In the evening, the warm yellow light of kerosene lamp spread in the house. The flames on the stove licked the bottom of the pot, emitting bursts of heat, and the whole house was filled with the aroma of food.
The table was filled with sumptuous dishes, steaming hot and sparkling with an enticing luster under the light.
"Mother-in-law, eat more.
If that’s not enough, there’s more in the pot.
Or, I'll make you a bowl of noodles!"
Mother Lin looked at Guo Linxian, who was very satisfied with the meal, with a simple smile on her face and enthusiasm in her eyes, and said happily.
There were a few simple paintings hanging on the walls of the house, some of which had turned slightly yellow. There were some farm tools placed in the corners, which were old but neatly arranged.
The ground was a dirt floor, but it was swept spotlessly clean.
“No, no, no!
No, I'm full.
It tastes great!
Just now you said that this soup is wolf meat soup?
This is the first time I’ve eaten wolf meat since I was a child! "
Guo Linxian waved her hands gracefully, put down her chopsticks gently, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief to indicate that she was full.
"Mom! That time when the wolves attacked, Awang killed dozens of wolves by himself, so we ate wolf meat for the whole winter.
These bacon are wild boar meat, also picked by Awang.
It can be said that with Awang's ability, as long as there are wild animals in this mountain, we will never have to worry about meat."
Liu Rumeng's face was full of pride and her eyes were shining, as if she was telling a story of great glory.
The windows outside were shaking slightly in the wind, making a slight sound.
At this time, Lin Xiaoxue also interrupted and said, "Sister-in-law! If you had told me earlier that your mother would come, Sister Juhua and I would have caught a flying dragon and stewed mushrooms for dinner."
"Flying dragon? Flying dragon stewed with mushrooms?
I ate it once in the Shanghai Hotel when I was a child. It was said that the live flying dragon was airlifted from the Northeast, and the mushrooms were also produced in the forests of the Northeast. The taste was very delicious. After eating it once, I will never forget it for the rest of my life. "
Hearing the word "flying dragon" immediately evoked the memories hidden in Guo Linxian's mind.
Guo Linxian's thoughts drifted back to many years ago, when she was still a minor. Young Marshal Zhang came to the Shanghai Concession to play and invited some Shanghai celebrities to dinner at the Shanghai Hotel.
The restaurant is luxuriously decorated, with dazzling crystal chandeliers and exquisite tableware on the dining table.
All the ingredients were airlifted from Northeast China, and the chef also brought his own food with him. They cook authentic Northeastern dishes, including tiger meat, bear paws, roe deer meat, and this incredibly delicious flying dragon stewed with mushrooms.
The other dishes were also delicious, but after eating them, Guo Linxian had long forgotten what they felt like.
It was this dish of stewed flying dragon mushrooms that, in her opinion, was the most delicious dish she had ever eaten in her life.
For a long time, Guo Linxian felt that it might be unlikely that she would ever be able to eat a dish of stewed flying dragon mushrooms again in her life.
After all, flying dragon is a very precious and difficult-to-catch wild game in Northeast China.
But now, after the introduction of Lin Xiaoxue and Zhao Juhua, Guo Linxian did not expect that her good son-in-law Lin Huowang actually had the ability to catch flying dragons and raise them artificially.
"Mengmeng, this flying dragon breeding and cultivation center can really be run well.
With the delicious taste of flying dragons, there is no need to worry about selling them once they are raised."
Guo Linxian couldn't help but get excited, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "If we can supply it to hotels and restaurants in big cities like Beijing and Shanghai, we will definitely be able to sell it for a good price."
"Mom! Awang said the same thing, and it's not just our production team that wants to raise flying dragons.
Awang expects that in the second half of this year, the breeding technology of flying dragons will be promoted in the production brigades of the entire commune, so that the entire Red Star Commune can make money from flying dragon breeding and improve the lives of farmers. "
Liu Rumeng said this with great pride, her tone full of admiration for her husband.
“The whole commune?
Lin Huowang is willing to teach the Feilong species and breeding techniques to other production teams?"
Guo Linxian was also surprised when she heard this. She frowned slightly and advised, "Mengmeng! You should talk to Awang about this unique business. You can just do it yourself. Why pass it on to other production teams?
By then, if the quantity is too large and they compete with each other, they will lose their advantage and will not be able to sell at a high price.
We can just raise some ourselves and supply the market exclusively. We can decide how much we want to sell it for, right? "
"Mom! Awang said, one family's wealth is not as good as every family's wealth.
He said that for a family, feeding one person is not a big deal, but making sure everyone in the family is well fed and everyone eats meat at every meal is a real skill.
For a country, it is not a big deal if only some people are well fed and well clothed. Only when every household has a better life and achieves common prosperity can we be a truly socialist country. "
Liu Rumeng's explanation immediately stunned Guo Linxian.
Guo Linxian never expected that Lin Huowang, who came from a peasant family and seemed to have little education, would have such lofty ideals and thoughts.
She stared at Liu Rumeng blankly, her eyes full of disbelief.
"Mengmeng, did Lin Huowang really say these words?"
Guo Linxian asked solemnly, with a hint of doubt in her tone.
"Yes! And, Mom, Awang has also considered all the possible situations you mentioned.
The breeding technology of flying dragons is ultimately controlled by our Linjiagou Production Brigade.
If other production brigades want to raise flying dragons, they have to come to us to buy seedlings and feed from our Linjiagou Production Brigade’s feed factory.
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