"Okay, okay, I'll do it for you!"
When Fang Suxia heard what her son said, her eyes were full of joy.
She took the eggs from the cupboard and tapped them gently on the side of the bowl.
Chen Changyuan stared at his mother's every move.
Fang Suxia first threw the noodles into the pot, and when they were 70% cooked, she slowly poured in the beaten eggs and stirred gently with chopsticks.
Wow, it smells so good!
"Let me do it, Mom!"
Chen Changyuan grabbed the spatula and said, "Take a break. I'll cook some food."
"You've been busy all day, let me do it."
Fang Suxia wanted to stop him.
"Nothing, just wait and see!"
Chen Changyuan took out a small piece of pork, which he had specially bought in the county town today.
In my previous life, we were poor and my mother was always reluctant to eat meat.
Seeing her son expertly slice the meat and add shredded ginger to create a fragrant aroma, Fang Suxia felt both satisfied and distressed. "Xiaoyuan, where did you get this meat? It's expensive, isn't it?"
"Oh my god, stop thinking about money!"
Chen Changyuan flipped the frying pan with one hand, "My farm and medicinal herbs are making money, so you can rest assured!"
The meat slices in the pot sizzled and the aroma filled my nose.
Chen Changyuan threw in a few slices of greens and stir-fried them. Hey, a plate of delicious fried meat was ready!
"Try it, Mom!"
Chen Changyuan served the fried meat with a look of anticipation on his face.
Fang Suxia couldn't help but shed tears when she saw how familiar her son was with cooking.
In fact, she didn't want to be so sentimental, but her son was so resistant to her when he just came back from Zhou's house.
At that time, Fang Suxia even felt that it was impossible for her to go to the Zhou family and beg Changyuan to stay in the Zhou family.
She can also live alone. After all, in this era, anyone who stutters cannot live too badly.
But the son couldn't do that. He lived a life of luxury in the Zhou family, but when he came back after recognizing his biological mother, he was penniless.
Fang Suxia blames herself every day, but now that her son is so capable, Fang Suxia opens the cabinets at home every day.
Cornmeal and white flour are all available, and the rice is always full. Even pork, which we couldn't eat for a year before, can now be eaten almost every day.
Fang Suxia picked up a piece of meat, took a bite, and her eyes suddenly lit up!
"Oh, this meat smells so good!"
Chen Changyuan felt warm in his heart when he saw the satisfaction on his mother's face.
He added a few pieces of meat to his mother's bowl and said with a smile, "Eat more. You've lost weight over the years."
"Eat it yourself too."
Fang Suxia deftly picked up the meat from her son and put it back into Chen Changyuan's bowl.
"You're so busy all day, why don't you catch up?"
At the dinner table, the mother and son were serving each other food.
What a warm atmosphere!
While eating, Chen Changyuan told his mother about Zhang Qinghai's visit today.
"Mom! The purchasing director of the county pharmaceutical company said that if I guarantee the supply, he will open a counter for our family!"
Fang Suxia put down her chopsticks.
"That's a good thing!"
She looked at her son with relief.
"Don't tire yourself out, okay?"
“Not tired, not tired!”
Chen Changyuan ate noodles with big mouthfuls.
"The farm and the medicinal herb garden are both on track. Yes, Mom, I want to expand the scale and hire more people."
Fang Suxia's face flashed with worry: "Will it be risky?"
"No, I have a plan in mind."
Chen Changyuan comforted her.
"Don't worry."
After dinner, Fang Suxia was clearing the dishes when she suddenly remembered, "Oh, there's still half a hen in the pot! Let's give it to Lao Yuantou. He's been helping us a lot lately."
"No problem! I'll deliver it right away."
Chen Changyuan agreed readily.
Fang Suxia poured the fragrant chicken soup into the thermos box and picked out a few large pieces of chicken and put them in.
"Old Yuan is old, he needs to take some rest."
Chen Changyuan took the thermal box and walked towards Lao Yuantou's house.
The setting sun shines on the path, and the sounds of cows and sheep drift from afar.
Passing by the village entrance, I met a few neighbors and chatted with them.
As soon as they saw Chen Changyuan, they greeted him warmly.
"Changyuan, I heard your farm is doing pretty well."
Uncle Li asked with a smile.
"It's okay, take your time."
Chen Changyuan answered modestly.
"This kid is really capable!"
Aunt Wang came over.
"My little bastard is idle all day, how can he compare to you?"
Just as Chen Changyuan was about to reply, Zhang Laosan interrupted: "Changyuan, are you short of manpower in your medicinal herb farm? I know a few guys..."
After finally getting rid of the enthusiastic villagers, Chen Changyuan came to Lao Yuantou's house.
The old man was busy in the yard, with a pile of herbs spread out on a bamboo mat to dry.
"Old Yuantou!"
Chen Changyuan shouted.
The old man looked up, saw that it was Chen Changyuan, and smiled kindly: "Xiaoyuan is here?"
"Bring you some chicken soup."
Chen Changyuan handed over the thermal box.
"My mother specializes in stewing it."
Old Yuan took the box, opened it and smelled it: "Wow, it smells so good! Why are you two so polite?"
Chen Changyuan sat on a wooden bench in the yard, watching the old man drying herbs. "What kind of medicine is this?"
"Dendrobium officinale."
Lao Yuantou picked up one and showed it to him.
"This treasure can nourish the kidneys and stomach!"
Suddenly, Lao Yuantou's eyes lit up. "Oh, that's right! I heard the county is holding a Chinese medicinal materials discussion meeting next month. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Chen Changyuan thought: A conversation session on Chinese medicinal herbs?
This is a good opportunity, but the cultivation of medicinal herbs has just gotten on track, and the first batch of medicinal herb processing has just been delivered.
At the very least, he should bring out the signature varieties and processing techniques of his medicinal material base before the medicinal material discussion meeting.
However, the villagers who are responsible for processing medicinal materials are still in the initial stage. It is very difficult for them to complete the production of the main varieties and master the processing skills in one month.
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