12:30 PM.
The lunch prepared by Ninth Master was served on the table.
In addition to the dishes he had previously ordered, he also made an extra dish of vegetable, tofu, and fish head soup.
The milky white, fragrant fish soup was topped with vibrant green vegetables and garnished with scallions, making the soup look incredibly delicious.
After serving rice to the whole family, Lin Anshu also gave each person a bowl of soup.
Then, she blew on the bowl of soup, took a sip, and then blew on it.
"Ninth Master, your fish head soup is so delicious!"
"I would call it the best-tasting drink ever," Lin Anshu exclaimed, showering it with compliments.
"Mmm, it really is delicious. There's absolutely no fishy smell at all. It's so fresh it makes my eyebrows fall off."
"It's delicious!"
Faced with a flood of praise, Ninth Master's lips couldn't help but curl into a slight smile, and he straightened his back almost imperceptibly.
Hmm, that's the skill of a village-level chef!
"What kind of behavior is it to just drink soup? Eat some vegetables, eat some vegetables."
At a call, everyone picked up their bowls and began to eat.
"My goodness, these green vegetables taste so good! They're so fresh and sweet."
"I'll try it."
"Mmm, it's good, delicious."
"This is more than just delicious, it's absolutely delicious."
"You should try this chicken feather vegetable; it's quite good."
"Indeed, it's tender and has a delicate flavor. Paired with the shredded meat inside, it's absolutely delicious!"
"This braised fish is also good; the fish meat is tender..."
Everyone ate and praised the food.
After praising him, the person who was speaking noticed that the person who hadn't said a word was now frantically picking up food with chopsticks.
So everyone shut up and focused on eating.
Everyone patted their bellies after the meal.
I'm so full, I'm completely stuffed.
I'm satisfied, so very satisfied.
After eating, I took a small stool and sat down in a sunny spot.
Brew a pot of barley tea to aid digestion, grab a handful of dry-roasted melon seeds, sip tea while basking in the sun, and then snack on the melon seeds—it's simply delightful.
Of course, Ninth Master wasn't drinking barley tea.
It was a bottle of Zhengshan Xiaozhong tea that Grandma Jiu had helped brew in his Zisha teapot.
Just sitting there with his legs crossed, taking a puff of cigarette, sipping tea, basking in the sun, and squinting his eyes, Ninth Master thought life was wonderful.
Even gods are no better than this.
"Oh right, I forgot to tell you earlier."
"The bok choy and greens we ate for lunch were all grown by An'an."
"Not bad, right?" Ninth Master suddenly said.
"Great, really great! I knew it! An'an has a knack for farming."
"Her decision to quit her job and go back to farming was truly the best decision she ever made."
"Otherwise, where would we find vegetables that taste so good now?"
"..." Lin's mother didn't say much about this, which clearly meant she had tacitly agreed.
Even without tacit approval, I still think Lin Anshu should go to work.
In this situation, she wouldn't embarrass Lin Anshu or make her look bad.
When you're family, it doesn't matter what you say when you're together.
If there are outsiders present, then you must give face to your family.
"What do you think would be a suitable price for this vegetable if I were to take it to the market?" Lin Anshu asked.
"This must cost at least ten yuan?" Grandma said.
“I say, let’s just sell it like wild vegetables for twenty yuan a pound,” Ninth Master said.
"Twenty? Isn't that too expensive?" Mr. Lin hesitated.
"What's so expensive about it? Just look at the taste of the vegetables An'an grows, how can they not be worth 20?"
"In my opinion, twenty-three, twenty-four, or twenty-five are all worthwhile," said Lin's mother.
"Then let's stick with the price of twenty yuan," Lin Anshu said after thinking for a moment, and settled on that price.
"By the way, Dad, don't you know how to weave bamboo baskets?"
"Since you're free right now, could you help me make a few more?"
"I'll use it to hold the food later."
"Okay, no problem." Mr. Lin nodded, then got up to prepare the materials.
It took about twenty minutes for Mr. Lin to finally prepare all the materials needed for weaving the bamboo basket.
Lin Anshu watched as her father sat down and started eating, then quickly clicked to use the bamboo weaving expertise skill.
Recipient (gift): Lin Weiyan.
Then, she turned on her phone to live stream and used a tripod to point the camera at Lin's father's hands as he was knitting.
Lin's father had no idea that at that moment he felt that he was unusually good at weaving things today.
She even accidentally created a pattern that she had never created before.
"Hey? An'an, look, I actually wove a panda on the bamboo basket!"
"Could it be that I actually have an amazing talent for bamboo weaving?"
Mr. Lin was questioning the meaning of life and himself.
"This panda is well-woven; it looks just like a work of art," Ninth Master praised after taking a look.
Lin's mother also came forward to take a look.
"Huh? When did your weaving skills get so good?"
"I don't know either. It's like my Ren and Du meridians were suddenly opened up, and I had a lot of inspiration in my mind." Mr. Lin was also quite surprised.
"Dad, I think you have a natural talent for this."
"It's just that you didn't realize it before."
“It’s not too late to find out now. When I go to the county town to sell vegetables later, I’ll buy you a few books on this topic.”
"You should take a look at it," Lin Anshu said.
In fact, with his expertise in bamboo weaving, Mr. Lin doesn't even need to read any books.
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