Chapter 35 The potential to become an internet celebrity!
When I was working as a secretary for Xu Shaoyu, I wanted to keep abreast of the developments of the wealthy families in North City.
Yan Ruo specifically followed some gossip accounts.
Although they are gossip accounts and sometimes like to make groundless accusations, only those who are familiar with that circle know that most of the messages posted by some accounts can be verified.
For example, if you just received the latest gossip:
[President Xu and the eldest daughter of the Yun family gathered with friends, suggesting good things are about to happen! ]
There are two photos below, one of Xu Shaoyu, Yun Zhinian and Song Yichuan chatting together; the other is Xu Shaoyu and Yun Zhinian hugging each other.
My heart felt like it was stuffed with a ball of cotton, and it was stuffy and uncomfortable.
My sleepy brain suddenly became extremely clear for some unknown reason.
And she couldn't help but recall the scenes of her time with Xu Shaoyu.
Suddenly, the image in his mind turned to Xu Shaoyu and Yun Zhinian together. They would get engaged, married, and even have children with everyone's blessings.
Maybe at this moment, Xu Shaoyu is doing the same intimate things to Yun Zhinian that he did when he was with her.
Yan Ruo felt like she was going crazy!
My brain is not under my control at all!
For the first time, she discovered how powerful her imagination was.
He quickly got up and went downstairs, secretly took out the wine that Yan's father had hidden, poured a small glass and drank it!
This wine was too strong, it was spicy all the way from my mouth to my stomach. After I lay back on the bed, my head really started to feel dizzy.
She thought drowsily, drinking alcohol helps me sleep! It really works!
At eight o'clock in the morning, when Yan Ruo was woken up by the alarm clock, he felt as if his head had been hit and was extremely painful.
She sat on the bed for a while, feeling hopeless.
I could only get up with difficulty when I heard the faint voices of my parents talking downstairs.
This is the bad thing about going home. You don’t have to go to work, but you still have to get up early.
After going downstairs, I found that my father had already returned from the market after buying vegetables, and my mother had already prepared breakfast.
She hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face, casually applied some lotion and sunscreen, ate breakfast, and followed her mother out with the basket on her back.
In the countryside, everyone gets up very early and finishes what they need to do in the morning when the sun is not so strong.
It takes less than ten minutes to walk from Yan Ruo's house to the mountain.
What Yan's mother said was indeed right. There was no need to go deep into the area. There were many newly sprouted bamboo shoots along the road leading up the mountain.
In less than an hour, two full baskets were filled.
During this period, Yan Ruo also picked a lot of raspberries!
Fortunately, Yan's mother seemed to have anticipated this and prepared a small bag in advance, otherwise she wouldn't know how to take so many raspberries back.
What surprised Yan Ruo even more was the new ferns growing all over the mountains.
People here don't have the habit of eating ferns. In just one day, these fresh ferns will grow old and become excellent firewood for kindling.
But now everyone uses natural gas and rarely burns firewood.
Thinking of the price of this kind of vegetable in the supermarket outside, Yan Ru felt that it was a waste that made her heartbroken.
"Mom, are these ferns edible?"
Yan's mother was absorbed in pulling bamboo shoots and answered without even looking up, "It's edible, but it's not tasty and it's troublesome!"
"Okay!" Seeing that his mother said so, Yan Ruo, the kitchen killer, naturally had no say.
It is the middle of March in the lunar calendar, and the bamboo shoots at this time of year are fresh and tender.
These days, when Yan Ruo has nothing to do, he goes for a walk at the foot of the mountain and can easily bring back a basket of bamboo shoots.
Stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat, pickled bamboo shoots, fresh bamboo shoot soup, you can eat different dishes every day and never get tired of them.
This made her younger sister Yan Qing, who was studying far away, extremely envious.
If you can’t finish eating the bamboo shoots, peel some of them, put them in a plastic bag and freeze them in the refrigerator, and blanch the rest and dry them in the sun, which will make them taste better.
In the end, Yan Ruo couldn't help himself and attacked the ferns on the mountain.
I asked my mother to try making two dishes according to the online tutorials. I was surprised that they tasted so good.
Yan's mother sighed, "We used to think this thing wasn't tasty, so no one would think of picking it to eat. I never thought it was because we didn't know how to cook it!"
Now is the season for eating Qingtuan.
In previous years, Yan Ruo and her sister were not at home, and Yan's mother and father were too lazy to do it.
Yan Ruo was finally at home at this time of year, so she wanted her mother to make some.
They don't use wild mugwort to make green rice dumplings here, but use Artemisia selengensis.
Although a lot of it grows in the fields in spring, it still takes a lot of effort to pick enough young shoots of Artemisia selengensis.
In Yan Ruo's memory, she had only eaten this kind of green rice dumpling when she was a child. Although she didn't remember the specific taste, she still missed it very much.
When she heard that she wanted to eat it, Yan's mother immediately suggested going to pick some Artemisia selengensis.
The two of them spent a whole morning and finally picked a big bag full of fruits.
Yan Ruo looked at her black-blue fingers in distress, kicked her numb legs, and asked curiously, "Is this too much?"
Yan's mother reached into the bag and picked out the weeds that had accidentally gotten in.
"Don't be fooled by the large amount now. Once you blanch them, there will only be a small handful left, just enough to eat!"
Facts have proved that what Yan's mother said was absolutely right!
After the green rice dumplings were made in the afternoon, they were not as much as Yanruo had thought, but they were definitely not as little as Yan's mother said.
However, after sending some to each of my uncles, aunts and grandparents, it was just enough to eat.
In order to support Yan Ruo and her sister's studies, Yan's parents had been working away from home. After Yan Ruo started working, the financial pressure on the family was much less.
Especially in recent years, Yan Ruo's salary has increased, and the money he sends home is enough to cover the family's expenses, so the couple can finally feel relieved.
Ke Yan's parents couldn't sit still. In addition to growing rice, they also followed the villagers to plant many fruit trees on their own mountain.
It was a busy time right now, and Yan Ruo had wanted to help, but was instead looked down upon.
Even after the excitement of the first few days had passed, Yan's parents began to ask her when she would go out to find a job?
Yan Ruo: “…”
Love will disappear!
She wanted to say that she didn't want to look for a job anymore, but she was afraid that her parents would come after her.
In order to make himself appear less idle, Yan Ruo could only start looking for things to do.
In addition to bamboo shoots and ferns, I also go up the mountain from time to time to look for raspberries and bubbles that I ate when I was a child, and I also go to pick mushrooms after the rain.
Then film the process and share it online.
The original intention was to use it to reminisce about childhood, but unexpectedly, a video of homemade dried bamboo shoots became unexpectedly popular.
Many netizens reminisced about the past in the comment section, missing the taste of their childhood, and even asked to buy the dried bamboo shoots she had made.
Seeing the ever-increasing number of fans and the messages that kept popping up on his phone, Yan Ru was completely stunned.
【I never thought I had the potential to be an internet celebrity! 】
Thinking about previous years when her parents would worry about not being able to sell the fruits at home, Yan Ruo felt something in her heart.
If you build up this account, you won’t have to worry about selling the fruits you grow! You don’t have to worry about the buyers’ attitude or being forced to lower the price!
It's just that she really has no experience in this area.
It’s not easy to tell my parents about something that doesn’t exist.
I can only go online to learn and study the feasibility of this idea.
However, before she could fully understand it, Yan's parents had already arranged an unusual blind date for her.
When Yan Ru heard the news, he was completely shocked!
"Mom? How could you agree to meet without asking me in advance?"
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