Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

As he spoke, he placed the wheat ears in the palm of his hand, clasped his hands together and rubbed them vigorously a few times. When the wheat grains and husks were separated, he carefully spread out his hands and blew gently into his palms. The husks scattered away, leaving behind plump wheat grains.

Lin and Cuicui each took a few pills and put them in their mouths.

Lin hadn't eaten fresh wheat kernels for many years, and his mouth was filled with the refreshing aroma of wheat.

Cui Cui exclaimed in surprise, "It's delicious, sweeter than previous years!"

"I've been farming for half my life, and this year's wheat tastes the best. They say wheat watered with mountain spring water always has a sweet taste."

Lin took a few grains of wheat and placed them in the palm of her hand, staring at them, not knowing what she was thinking.

Cuicui shook her and said, "Aunt, let's go and serve the food quickly, it will get cold soon."

"Oh go."

After saying goodbye to the happy villagers, the two of them hurried to the new house and invited Cuicui's father and others to dinner.

The construction site was in full swing. In just one day, a flat area was leveled and the prototype of the workshop was revealed.

"Dad, wash your hands and have dinner. I helped Aunt Lin cook the lunch. It's delicious."

There were all big and strong men here, none of whom she knew. Cui Cui filled a basin with clean water, ran to her father, and urged him with a red face.

"It's so delicious! Daddy must have a try." He immediately threw away the tools in his hand and happily washed his hands obediently.

Others were stunned.

"Other people listen to their wives, but why do you listen to your own daughter, Brother Wang?"

Cuicui's father splashed the dirty water on the ground. There was no embarrassment on his face, but he was very proud.

"What's wrong with listening to my daughter? My daughter is doing this for my own good, why shouldn't I listen?"

Cuicui is the only child in the Wang family. Cuicui's father loves her like a treasure and cannot bear to hear anyone say anything bad about his daughter. He immediately takes Cuicui to the old house.

The craftsmen usually eat and live at the construction site, and the old house is used as a temporary dormitory.

The others went to the river to take a bath first. Cuicui saw her father taste the food with his own eyes and praised it sincerely before leaving happily.

There is nothing more satisfying than having your cooking skills recognized.

On the way back, Cuicui shook her head and her braids bounced with it.

Lin couldn't help but smile.

"Cui Cui, since you like cooking so much, have you ever thought about making something?"

Cuicui immediately said, "I want to open a restaurant and cook for everyone."

"A restaurant, that would require a large sum of money."

Cuicui nodded. "I know this is impossible. Aunt Lin, please don't laugh at me. When I cook, I secretly imagine myself as a chef in a restaurant. I feel very satisfied when I think that others like the dishes I cook. I am happier than if I eat them myself."

Some people love to eat, while others love to cook.

"But opening a restaurant requires a lot of money, and my mother won't let me cook, so I'll just think about it secretly."

There was no loss on Cuicui's face, because she also knew that this dream was too far away.

"I don't think it's that difficult. When my aunt first came to Xiahe Village a few months ago, there was nothing. Now a new house has been built. How can you know if you don't try?" Lin's voice was gentle.

"Aunt Lin, you are so amazing, I can't compare to you."

"Everyone has their own strengths. You are more talented in cooking than my aunt, so you will definitely succeed."

Cui Cui's eyes sparkled. Although it was just a word of encouragement, she was very happy.

"Thank you, Aunt Lin. I won't give up cooking. Even if I can't open a restaurant, I will still cook every meal well."

Actually, there was something she was too embarrassed to say. She had secretly heard her parents talking about how they planned to find a son-in-law in a few years and then give her a shop in the county...

The sentence about the son-in-law can be ignored, the main thing is the second half of the sentence.

Although she couldn't open a restaurant, she could open a food shop. She could sell shredded pork noodles, buns, and stir-fries.

Seeing that Aunt Lin was just smiling and not saying anything, Cuicui blushed and complained, "Aunt Lin, are you laughing at me?"

She never told her mother these words.

Lin straightened up and gave her serious advice.

"Auntie has an idea, do you want to hear it?"

Cuicui was also very serious: "Yes!"

"You should also know that the shredded vegetables you cut every day are sold to the county restaurant. If you are willing, you might as well research a dish to sell to the restaurant. That way, you don't need to open a restaurant, and you can let everyone eat your food."

Cuicui stopped where she was and stared at Aunt Lin blankly.

In a trance, it seemed as if a ray of light shone on Aunt Lin, and even the words she spoke shone with golden light.

"Is it really possible!"

Compared to the out-of-reach restaurant, Aunt Lin's suggestions were within reach. She couldn't wait to rush to the stove to study them.

"As long as you want to do it, anything is possible. Now you need to consider what dishes to cook that can be stored without having to cook them fresh. Most importantly, others can't imitate them."

Every century-old shop has its own secret recipe, or takes a unique approach to selling vegetables that are not available on the market, such as seaweed.

"Yes, I need to think about what to do..."

Cuicui suppressed her ecstasy and began to think seriously.

"...Stir-frying is definitely not an option, and dim sum must be freshly baked to be delicious. We need to make something that can be eaten cold..." Cuicui thought of the rabbit she stewed this morning and suddenly had an idea. "Aunt Lin, how about I make braised pork with those rare seasonings you gave me!"

The longer you keep the braised meat, the more flavorful it becomes. It is perfect. You can braise it in the evening and send it to the restaurant the next morning. It can be kept for one or two days even in summer.

The most important thing is that she has never tasted Aunt Lin’s seasoning in a restaurant. If she makes it a few more times, she will definitely be able to try out the perfect braised meat recipe.

"I think it's worth a try. Not only braised meat, but also braised chicken, braised duck, and braised vegetables."

Lin gave a few more pointers, and what she had in mind was to let Cuicui sell braised food.

The restaurant line has been opened up, and there will definitely be more and more restaurants supplying in the future, but the side dishes are too monotonous. She wants to make braised meat but is too busy to do so.

Cuicui is the most suitable candidate.

Of course, she didn't help her sell the products for free. Cuicui was responsible for the production, and she was responsible for finding ways to sell them, and the income was split between the two of them.

Of course, Cuicui is still young, so the division of profits needs to be discussed with Mrs. Wang. Now I am just pointing out the direction and asking her to go back and study the recipe first.

Cuicui was now full of energy. She hurriedly said goodbye to Lin and ran back home.

Silang and Old Man Cui also finished work and returned home, and the family had lunch together in a lively atmosphere.

Old Man Cui didn't rush to eat, but looked around at everyone at the table.

"Everyone go to bed early tonight. We'll start harvesting wheat tomorrow and try to finish it within three days."

The autumn harvest horn sounded.

Everyone's face was filled with longing smiles. After six months of untold hardships, the day of harvest had finally arrived.

During the autumn harvest, the whole family had to go out. Silang estimated the inventory in the threshing ground and asked Old Man Cui for half a day off.

Halfway through the meal, Lin suddenly remembered that Thick Neck and the others had not returned yet, so she hurried out to look for them.

They were all strangers, and they might have been caught by the villagers as wheat thieves on their way back.