My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 727: Different Foods

Perhaps it's a case of what you think about during the day manifesting in your dreams at night. Before going to bed, Chen Ling's mind was full of children's stories, and as a result, he had dreams of the same kind all night.

I also dreamed that the two little kids, Kang Kang and Le Le, had grown up.

During the day, the two of them would follow Rui Rui everywhere, and at night they would pester him to tell them stories.

Erhei has grown up, and his body is now as strong and robust as Heiwa's.

Following Heiwa Xiaojin, with a little child on his back, they went out to play wildly every day.

Later, I dreamed that I wrote a story about my three children's adventures in the mountains, which became very popular.

In short, it was a night of chaotic dreams.

He just really liked what was in his dream.

Fueled by this enthusiasm, he got up and excitedly sat down at his desk, picked up paper and pen, and began to write down all the stories he had dreamed about.

In the morning, he would first go outside the farm to let the chickens and ducks out and open the gates of the livestock pens to let the cattle and sheep roam freely.

Then I went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Today, I didn't even leave my bedroom, let alone do any of those things. I didn't even wash my face. I just sat at the table and wrote like crazy.

Wang Susu was stunned when she woke up.

Is Ah Ling really serious?
She thought Chen Ling was just joking around when he wrote stories.

After all, the family doesn't really need to rely on this to make a living.

He's actually starting to write first thing in the morning now...

She had never seen her Ah Ling so enthusiastic about this kind of thing.

Chen Ling just smiled at this. When it comes to writing, no matter how simple the subject matter is, as long as there are readers and admirers, there is motivation to write.

If it weren't for the fact that their own animated series had already achieved success and won the hearts of so many children, they would have been completely different.

Even if Chen Ling had this kind of dream, he certainly wouldn't think of writing it into a story.

Well now.

The sense of accomplishment that comes from having people enjoy stories happening around you is simply captivating.

"You continue writing, I'll go call Mom to cook."

Wang Susu pouted, put on her slippers, and went downstairs.

A moment later, he came running back, pushed open the door and called out, "Ah Ling, it's gloomy outside, looks like it's going to rain. We can't go to the greenhouse construction site today, right?"

"Is it going to rain again?" Chen Ling frowned. "It's only been sunny for two days. Why is the weather so strange this winter? There's so much rain as soon as winter arrives."

With a sigh, Chen Ling said, "If it rains, let's stop work for a day. We're not going out today anyway, so let's move the bedroom to the wooden building."

Wang Susu nodded and said, "Okay, let's see if the sun comes out after we eat. If it does, we'll go to the greenhouse. If it doesn't, we'll move."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two little babies on the bed burst into tears.

The cries rose and fell, one after another, one after another, loud and incessant.

Chen Ling threw down his pen: "Forget it, I'm not writing anymore, I need to change the diaper."

He got up and walked to the bedside.

Seeing this, Wang Susu couldn't help but burst out laughing and followed her to the bedside.

The two little babies are much harder to take care of than Rui Rui was at that age.

Fortunately, after yesterday's incident, they no longer need Wang Susu to supervise the breastfeeding. In the future, if it is inconvenient for Wang Susu, they can simply use a bottle to feed the goat milk.

The young couple busied themselves taking care of their two babies.

After the diaper was changed, Rui Rui's cries came from the yard again.

Judging from his shouting, the little muntjac must have run out again, and he's chasing it around the yard.

It caused chaos early in the morning.

There's nothing you can do about it; that's just how it is when you have a lot of kids.

Soon, it really started to drizzle outside, and the rain stopped a little in the yard.

It started raining, and breakfast was ready.

When Gao Xiulan saw that it was raining, she stir-fried some meat with the mushrooms that He Jiawen and the others had brought down the mountain yesterday, stir-fried eggs with scallions, and fried a bowl of peanuts.

Of course, steamed eggs for Rui Rui are also a must.

"Ah Fu and Ah Shou, you released them into the mountains yesterday, and they haven't come back yet?"

At the dinner table, the father-in-law asked.

"No, don't worry about them. Nothing in the mountains can hurt them."

Chen Ling knew that Ah Shou would slack off after eating his fill, and Ah Fu liked to wander around the mountains alone. As expected, he had gone to play at the sinkhole again.

Besides, with this weather, that lazy bum Ah Shou would definitely be too lazy to go outside the mountains.

Of course, this is also because they know Chen Ling is not far from them.

If we let them roam freely and truly release them back into the mountains, that certainly won't work.

While they gained wisdom, they also developed an unprecedented dependence on Chen Ling.

To find tigers truly suitable for release back into the wild, we must start with the cubs.

"Boss Chen, it's raining today so you're not working, right? We've brought you some things over..."

I had just finished breakfast when I heard shouts outside.

It was a group of elderly men and women from Taiwan. They got up quite early, and there were no young people with them.

Zheng Shaoqiu and his group from Hong Kong Island did not follow.

Chen Ling went out to greet them, and they each held an umbrella and carried a basket.

They all had happy faces.

"Come in quickly, you don't need to bring anything when you come to my house."

Chen Ling smiled.

"I didn't bring much, just some local specialties from Taiwan, like cigarettes and alcohol," Old Wu said with a smile. "Yes, please accept them. These kinds of cigarettes and alcohol aren't available on the mainland. You can keep them as a collection or to entertain guests."

The others shared the same sentiment, since bringing out cigarettes and alcohol from Taiwan was considered prestigious.

The cigarettes and alcohol they brought were also intended as gifts for their visits.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it then."

Chen Ling took the basket and looked at it. It was a brand of cigarettes and alcohol that he had never seen before. The packaging was simple, but it had a very sophisticated feel to it.

"That's right, that's how it should be done."

The group of elderly people smiled when they saw that Chen Ling was willing to accept it.

Since discussing braised beef noodles with Chen Ling, Old Wu and the others felt they had gotten closer to him.

Today, taking advantage of the rain, there's no need to start construction, and Chen Ling doesn't need to go out, so he came to the farm as a guest.

Chen Ling led them into the house. At this time, Rui Rui and Zhen Zhen had not yet finished breakfast.

It was mainly Rui Rui. It was raining today, so he didn't have to go out, and no one was urging him. He just ate and played. When he saw someone coming to the house, he quickly ran to the door, poked his head out, and started eating his egg to see who it was.

If Yu Qi'an comes, we must be ready to fight at any time and drive that annoying old man out of the house.

Upon seeing that it was a group of unfamiliar elderly people, he lost interest. Then, because he had run out too fast, he choked on the egg he was eating and quickly turned around to ask Wang Susu for some porridge.

"What an adorable child! Come here, let Grandma give you a hug."

Old Wu's wife walked to the eaves and stretched out her hand with a smile.

Rui Rui stood in front of Wang Susu, gulping down her porridge, glancing at them sideways with her eyes, and making "ah-woo ah-woo" swallowing sounds.

Wang Susu frowned angrily: "Look at your silly face, how can you look at people with your eyes askance? It's rude. I'm going to make Dad beat you later."

The brat grinned, his mouth smeared with sticky porridge, and started gnawing on the egg in his hand.

He wasn't afraid of Chen Ling; Chen Ling had basically never beaten him.

I mostly spent time playing with him.

Wang Susu wiped his mouth, ignored him, and invited the guests to sit down and eat.

Old Wu and the others quickly said they had already eaten, as the villagers' meals were all eaten very early, and they didn't even go inside to sit down.

They had never been to the farm before, and although it was drizzling, their interest remained undiminished; they wanted to explore the entire place.

They had read articles about the farm and knew a lot about it.

Led by Chen Ling, they toured the place inside and out, comparing their findings with what they already knew.

Dogs, cows, fish, pigeons...

Everything seems different from other places.

If you ask them to pinpoint the differences, they can't say for sure.

In short, everything here gave them a very different feeling.

He would occasionally exclaim in amazement.

"Mr. Chen, I've heard that the fish you raise are extremely delicious. Could you prepare a whole fish feast for us in advance so we can have a taste beforehand?"

Old Wu stood by the ditch in the front yard, watching the fine rain fall into the water below the barbed wire fence, splashing up ripples, and the red-lipped fish all floated on the surface, huddled together.

The fish, bright red, smooth, and plump, made Old Wu and the others swallow hard.

"We really can't wait for your child's 100-day celebration."

"Don't worry, money is not a problem. You can sell it to us the same way you sold it to the Japanese."

"Yes, yes, we really want to try your famous whole fish feast."

"..."

Chen Ling was speechless for a moment. Last night, when he was doing the accounts with Su Su, he said that although the fish at home were profitable, they were not easy to sell.

It's rare to encounter two people like those Japanese.

Who would have thought that business would start this morning?

"Mr. Wu, didn't you already eat at a restaurant in the city?" Chen Ling asked.

He vaguely heard these people mention that they had eaten at Sun Yanhong's restaurant before coming here, and that it was a meal hosted by the provincial government.

"Yes, we have eaten, but Mr. Sun and the others said that the fish brought to the city is not as fresh as the ones that are just caught. Li Zhongyi and the other two Japanese men said the same thing."

"Boss Sun and the others said that the food at the restaurant tastes very different from what you make..."

"Yes, your fish is unforgettable after just one bite. Because we've already tasted it, we're starting to drool when we see live fish now."

"Haha, is it really that exaggerated..."

Chen Ling couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, okay, I'll make everyone a meal when I have some free time in the next few days."

"Huh? Not today?"

"Today won't work. I need to move the bedroom today, from the bamboo house in the front yard to the wooden house in the back."

"Oh, right, bamboo houses aren't very warm in winter. Well, let us help you out. Anyway, it's raining and we have nowhere else to go."

"No need, no need. There's not much stuff. We can pack it ourselves. The main thing is that we need to tidy up the kang (heated brick bed) in the wooden building."

"Ah, a heated kang bed, we don't understand that, so we really can't help..."

"However, Mr. Chen, besides fish, do you have any other simple, representative dishes here that we'd like to try?"

"Yes, instead of spending money to eat at the villagers' homes, we'd rather spend money to eat at yours. We were thinking of having braised pork head yesterday, so today we'll have fish, and we'll have a different kind of food every day."

"Uh……"

Chen Ling was speechless for a moment. Goodness, you guys really know how to enjoy yourselves, eating a variety of dishes every time.

He is indeed a wealthy person who has retired.

"But if it's just something simple and representative, this isn't really that difficult."

Chen Ling smiled and said, "We don't have any strange or unusual foods here. The usual food that can be sold at the market is all pretty good."

Now that the conversation had come to this point, Chen Ling naturally wouldn't forget about his family's spicy strips, so he said, "However, besides these, my family has a snack that's also a local specialty. I don't know if you've heard of it?"