A small breakfast shop in the street market, supporting the family and making money

After life returned to normal, Leng Yan calculated the time and went to the blacksmith shop to get the iron baking tray for grilled fish that he had ordered earlier.

Afterwards, Leng Yan went to find the fisherman he used to buy fish from and agreed on a cooperation plan to supply Leng Ji Xian Lao with grass carp, sea bass and other products every day.

After all the preparations are done, the spicy grilled fish is officially available at Lengji Xianlao.

The spicy grilled fish has attracted much attention before. Now that it is online, it is almost impossible to get a fish. The business is booming.

While some were happy and some were sad, the Zuixianlou next door failed to stir up trouble and ended up making things worse, which was really a shame.

Just when they were still plotting how to use Banzi to suppress Lengji Xianlao, they suddenly received a letter from their old boss.

What it means is that there are people behind Leng Ji Xian Lao, and they are not the ones they can afford to offend, so they should avoid making enemies with them.

Now it was the turn of Luo Youcai and his wife to be dumbfounded, and in the end they had to suppress their evil intentions.

But Leng Yan in Lengzhan Village didn't know that since Lengji Fresh Crab and Lengji Snack Shop got on track, she no longer had to work as hard as before.

Now she doesn't have to go to the shop every day. She just stays in the village. Whenever she has free time, she goes to the mountains to collect mountain products and carry them home.

As the weather gets colder, villagers often go up the mountain together to collect mountain products and chop firewood to prepare for the cold winter.

My parents and my aunt were busy in the shop in the town and the soap factory in the village respectively. My uncle, older brother and second brother had to go to private school, and my grandfather had to stay at home to take care of the chickens, ducks, geese and rabbits.

Without his uncle's family, the house suddenly felt empty. Leng He felt very uncomfortable and kept following Leng Yan around the mountain.

The sisters were not afraid of the three dogs, Dahuang, Dahei and Erhei. Leng Yan picked up a machete and chopped wood. She chopped the dead branches and trees with great strength and soon filled a basket. She found some vines to stack the firewood neatly and tied them into bundles.

She was working hard here, while Leng He was on the other side, carrying a small basket and picking up chestnuts that had fallen from the trees, waiting to go back and ask her sister to make sugar-roasted chestnuts for her.

When the two sisters were almost done, they both carried their baskets down the mountain and went home. Leng Yan even carried two bundles of firewood in her hands.

On the way, passing by a valley in the mountains, Leng Yan felt it looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that it was the place where they had picked ferns in the previous spring. She remembered that there were a lot of ferns there at that time.

Now it is autumn and winter, which is the time to dig fern roots.

Not only fern roots, she also found some cassava leaves in this mountain valley.

Fern roots can not only be used as medicine, but also as food, especially when ground into powder to make fern root powder.

This fern root powder can not only be eaten cold, but also cooked in hot pot, and it tastes delicious.

Needless to say, cassava is great, whether it’s the pearls and taro balls in milk tea or the cassava syrup, they are all delicious.

At present, we can not only dig fern roots and cassava, but there should also be a lot of yams in the mountains.

Whether it is made into yam puree or cassava soup, it is suitable for eating at home and can also be sold in hot pot.

Leng Yan made up his mind to come and dig with a shovel after lunch.

When the two sisters slowly returned home, it was already getting late and almost time for lunch.

Leng Yan looked at the chestnuts she had just picked up, and she and Leng He moved a small stool to sit under the eaves to peel the chestnuts. She was planning to make a chestnut roast chicken at noon.

Cut the prepared chicken into pieces, then fry in a pan with oil until fragrant. After the chicken pieces are slightly browned, add onions, ginger and garlic to stir-fry. Then add soy sauce to evenly color the chicken pieces, then pour in the peeled raw chestnuts.

Then add appropriate amount of water and simmer on low heat. After a while, the whole yard is filled with fragrance.

Old Man Leng in the backyard was turning the soil in the vegetable garden with a hoe.

After winter, seedlings like peppers and eggplants can no longer grow. After pulling out the seedlings, the soil is turned over and fertilized, waiting for the next spring to plant various fruits and vegetables.

Old Man Leng was working hard, and when he smelled the fragrance coming from the front yard, he knew that it was his eldest granddaughter who was cooking.

He didn't need anyone to call him. He quickly finished the work at hand, washed his hands, and ran to the front yard to clear the table and prepare for dinner.

When the chestnut roast chicken was almost done, Leng Yan quickly stir-fried some spicy and sour cabbage in another pan, and was waiting to cook an egg soup.

So she said to Leng He who was lighting a fire nearby: "Little sister, go to the soap factory and call my aunt back for dinner."

Leng He was so craving for the chestnut roast chicken that her sister just gave her a piece with chopsticks to taste it, and she was still wanting more.

Therefore, when she received her sister's instructions, she immediately responded, turned around and ran out happily, looking forward to having dinner early.

When the aunt was called back, the egg soup had just been served. There were only four of them having lunch today, so a dish of chestnut roast chicken, hot and sour cabbage, egg soup and white flour rice was enough.

The meal was particularly delicious to everyone. At the table, Leng Yan mentioned that they would go up the mountain to dig fern roots, cassava and yam in the afternoon.

The faces of the people at the table flashed with confusion. Old Master Leng spoke first: "Yan girl, I know the yam you mentioned, but what are these fern roots and cassava?"

Looking at their questioning faces, Leng Yan realized that in this era, few people knew about fern roots and cassava.

After figuring this out, Leng Yan gave them a brief explanation.

After hearing this, several people were quite happy. Although they no longer had to worry about food, they were naturally happy to be able to get good things to make delicious food.

After lunch, the family took their belongings and went up the mountain to the valley that Leng Yan had seen in the morning.

The dead fern roots and cassava were easy to identify, and in a short while they found a large area to dig.

Leng Yan and Old Man Leng were responsible for digging, while Leng Su and Leng He followed behind, shaking off the mud and putting it into baskets.

The rhizomes of the fern roots were small, and they dug about 60 to 70 kilograms after an entire afternoon of hard work. They also dug more than 200 kilograms of cassava.

Seeing that it was getting late and they were extremely tired, they packed up, filled the baskets and went down the mountain, ready to come back tomorrow.

After arriving home, Leng Yan couldn't wait to pick a few cassavas, peel them, wash them, cut them into pieces, then put them in a clay pot, added sugar, and stewed them in a small stove.

Afterwards, Old Man Leng drove the ox cart to pick up Leng Huai, Leng Cang and the others from school, while Leng Yan and her aunt were busy preparing dinner.

I simply cooked some sweet potato porridge, fried sour beans with minced meat, and stir-fried pork slices with pickled peppers to go with the rice. I made a lot of chestnut roast chicken for lunch and had one plate left over, so after heating it up, I simply had two vegetarian dishes.

When they were almost done with their work, Mr. Leng and his companions came back.

Leng Yan got up and stirred the cassava syrup in the clay pot. Seeing that the cassava opened up easily when picked up with chopsticks, the syrup was almost cooked.

She found some porcelain bowls and served each person a bowl so that everyone could taste it.

Cassava is sweet and glutinous with a tender and smooth texture. The long-term boiling makes the syrup have an orange-yellow soup base, exuding bursts of fragrance, which is simply tempting.