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Lin Daniu felt proud and sighing at the same time, and he couldn't find the right words to express his feelings at the moment.

In fact, it is not a new thing for farmers to eat fish nowadays. Fish can be caught in ponds and rivers as long as some methods are used.

But people prefer to eat meat rather than fish, because what matters at this time is to eat with hearty mouthfuls.

Fish fillets as thin as cicada wings like today are simply unheard of for these farmers.

Because they don't spend any time on these vegetables. They might as well use that time to pull more weeds from the fields.

Guangdan saw that everyone was very satisfied with the food. He looked around with his big eyes and then asked his question in a low voice.

"When are we going to town? Isn't it time to buy this little duck?"

The words "Gudan" brought everyone to a new topic. The chickens at home are now moving around in a small area within the small fence in the backyard.

It’s very lively every day.

Last year, the old hens started laying eggs early after eating snail meat every day.

"Well, I have to go check on the ducklings. After I finish working on the ridges of the fields, I'll go to the town to take a look." Fang Cuihua said as she pondered the work in her hands.

When Grandma Lin heard that they were going to buy ducklings, she immediately became talkative and chattered on and on about her experience in taking care of ducklings.

At this time, Guangdan's attention had been attracted by Dashun who was lying by the door.

As for Dashun, Guangdan kept admonishing him every day to stop him from driving away the chickens in the village.

But Dashun was so excited when he saw the cow that he almost wanted to jump onto its back.

But it is still a baby puppy, so Niu Niu usually doesn't bother with it and sometimes even plays with it.

But Guangdan discovered that Dashun was now eager to try the chicks in the backyard.

Let’s not even mention the old hens at home, because they are all very strong. Dashun is just a baby after all, and he can’t beat these old hens.

Ever since his eyes were almost pecked out by an old hen, Dashun tried his best to avoid these bullies at home.

Guangdan is now very worried that Dashun will take advantage of his inattention and harm his little chicks!

So he didn't listen to the people around him who were still talking about the ducklings, and just squatted beside Dashun to give it some ideological education.

Originally Fang Cuihua went to the town alone this time, but in the end she ended up going with a large group of people.

After all, the spring plowing is over, and we can have a few days of leisure.

Guangdan was carrying a recipe for sauerkraut fish that he had asked Goudan to write specifically for him, and he was absent-minded the whole way.

Although this was his first time traveling through time, he had also read the novel!

This recipe book is basically a must-have for time travel! So he wants to try it today.

I've dealt with Fule Restaurant before when I was selling matsutake mushrooms, so we're not strangers, right?

With a little bit of trepidation, Guangdan parted ways with his mother in the name of taking a stroll as soon as he arrived in the town.

When I arrived at the back door of Fule Restaurant according to the route I remembered, I still used sweet words to get the lady to open the door.

After briefly mentioning last year's Matsutake mushrooms, the young chef at the restaurant immediately remembered it.

Although his attitude was still arrogant, he did not say that he would drive anyone away.

However, the elderly Master Wu became happy when he saw the light egg.

After waving his hand to ask his apprentice to go and help, he took Guangdan'er and sat down on two chairs in the yard.

"What's wrong with this little guy?"

Guangdan looked around and saw that only the lady washing dishes was in the yard, so he took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his clothes pocket.

"Master, we had pickled fish a few days ago and it was really delicious. I asked my brother to write it down and wanted to ask if you would like to try it. If you think it's good, can you buy our recipe?"

Guangdan decided to speak the truth first. After all, this old man had lived longer than his two lives combined, so he should stop playing tricks.

Master Wu has been working at Fule Restaurant since he was in his thirties and is now in his sixties.

He doesn't have much time to cook now, as the kitchen is mostly taken care of by his apprentices, so he has quite some free time now.

As I get older, I especially like children, so when I see Guangdan, I happily chat with him.

Taking the small piece of paper from Guangdan, Master Wu raised his eyebrows, looked at Guangdan for a few times and asked curiously: "How old are you? Your brother can write a recipe?"

Just as he finished saying this, he saw the steps for making pickled fish written neatly on the paper that he had thought was a scribble.

Master Wu was not in a hurry to read the contents of the recipe, but was surprised by these words.

He straightened himself and asked, "How old is your brother this year? His handwriting is pretty good."

Guangdan puffed out his chest with a little pride: "My brother is seven years old now, and he has been writing with a brush dipped in water for two years."

Master Wu's eyes changed instantly, then he looked at the words on the paper and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, young people are really awesome! Okay, let grandpa take a look at your recipe!"

Although he said so, the old man had already made up his mind that even if the recipe was not satisfactory, he was willing to spend a few copper coins to buy paper for the child.

Although he was a cook, he was literate and his grandson was studying in a private school.

Even his little grandson, who is twelve years old this year, can't write better than on paper.

Looking at the clothes this little guy is wearing, his family conditions must not be very good. How can such a family still let their children go to school?

The only possibility is that the child is indeed gifted.

Thinking this, the old man calmed down and looked at the recipe.

When he saw that the fish meat was as thin as a cicada's wing, he became serious and stood up immediately after looking at it carefully.

"Little guy, can I try this recipe first?" Master Wu asked with a smile, but he had already started thinking about what kind of fish to use.

Guangdan quickly stood up and said, "Of course, I recommend you to use black fish. Hehe, I think black fish tastes better! But in fact, you can use whatever fish you like."

"Okay, come and watch from the side. If any steps are wrong, just tell me." After saying that, he took Guangdan and walked towards the kitchen.

The lady washing dishes looked at Guangdan curiously, and then continued to indulge in the dirty bowls and plates in a large wooden basin.

Guangdan arrived at the restaurant's kitchen. Although he was very curious, he didn't look around. Instead, he watched Master Wu carefully as he started to process a sea bass.

That’s right, the fish used by the master chef is of a much higher grade than the grass carp that Guangdan had eaten at home before.

Looking at Master Wu’s smooth knife skills, he is indeed an experienced chef!

"Has your younger brother been studying in the private school in Linjia Village?" Guangdan, who was admiring the old man's knife skills, suddenly heard these words.

But soon I understood it in my heart.

Perhaps, this old chef may not be interested in the pickled fish?

As expected of someone who works in a restaurant, he knows how to grasp the key points of things.

Who is his Goudan? That’s Lin Xingzhi, the young scholar in his teens.