I have a portable farm

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"Grandpa Han, we are just ordinary friends."

Han Tianliang laughed and said, "Ordinary friends can develop in that direction. I'll go take a look at the preserved vegetables."

In less than half an hour, Han Li called, with only one content: they couldn't eat the food cooked by Shipu these days, and they were all a bit anorexic. Their biggest wish now is to eat the dishes cooked by Zhao Xinyu at night.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xinyu shook his head, gathered his thoughts and went to the vegetable field to pick some vegetables, but then he thought of the wild vegetables in the space.

After looking at the sky that was about to darken, he went out and locked the door, letting Heifeng watch from the yard. He returned to the room and entered the space.

Just when he picked some wild vegetables and was about to leave, he saw a rotten tree not far away. He vaguely noticed that the color of the dead wood was a little wrong.

After getting closer, Zhao Xinyu was stunned for a moment. He saw that the rotten trees that had been brought into the space were covered with purple fungus.

Rubbing his eyes, he confirmed that the fungus he saw was indeed purple. This made Zhao Xinyu's eyes full of doubts. You must know that all the fungus that people are familiar with are black, but now the fungus growing on the trunk has become Pure purple. This made him feel incredible.

He picked a piece and identified it. While confirming that it was not poisonous, he also smelled a faint fragrance that was not found in other types of fungus, which made him happy.

After leaving the space with the wild vegetables and fungus, he thought about the medicinal wine brewed by his grandfather. He took out a jar, but thinking that Han Li and the others would definitely ask about it, he took out fifteen more jars of medicinal wine from the space, and brought them out. These medicinal wines were placed in an empty room.

After cooking a fish, preparing the ingredients for frying, and preparing the wild vegetables, Zhao Xinyu informed Han Li and the others. While sitting down to wait, he suddenly thought of Pang Mingyuan, who had always taken good care of him during college.

When he became like that, he didn't want to drag down Pang Mingyuan, so he changed his phone without notifying Pang Mingyuan.

Now that he has fully recovered, and after experiencing the death of his grandfather, he has also experienced family affection. When he thinks of Han Li and the others, he also thinks of Pang Mingyuan.

He took out his phone and called Pang Mingyuan. As the computer synthesized sound played, Zhao Xinyu's expression dimmed. Pang Mingyuan's number became empty, and he also changed his mobile phone number.

Thinking that he was still in Pengcheng at the moment, and when the two separated, he did not ask Pang Mingyuan which hospital he would choose in the end. Zhao Xinyu raised his head and sighed. He didn't know if he would see Pang Mingyuan again in this life.

Just when he was regretting why he didn't ask his friend which hospital he would choose, Hei Feng, who was lying next to him, suddenly stood up and growled at him.

Zhao Xinyu immediately got up and started cooking. . . . . . .

When Han Li and others came in, they all saw the word "filial piety" on Zhao Xinyu's left arm, but perhaps they all heard Han Tianliang mention it and just comforted Zhao Xinyu a few words without asking too many questions.

After frying a plate of vegetables, when he turned around with the dishes in hand, he saw that the dining table was empty. The stewed fish, the prepared diced pork belly, and the bitter vegetables were all missing.

"Xinyu, everyone eats under the grape trellis these days. It's cool and there are no mosquitoes." Lu Ming took the dishes from Shipley's hand and said with a smile.

I took the last fried dish to the grapes. Although it was getting dark, the incandescent lights were installed under the grape trellis, so it was really not much different from home.

"Xinyu, where did you get these wild vegetables? The taste is unparalleled." When Shipi put down the meat to fry the fungus, he saw that only an empty plate was left behind the two plates of wild vegetables.

"I brought these all from my hometown. I still have them at home. You can pick them up yourself. I also brought the medicinal wine brewed by my grandfather from my hometown. I will go to the jar and let everyone try it."

When he came over with a jar of medicinal wine, he couldn't help but shake his head. He saw that all the extra dishes he had cooked were brought over by these guys.

"What kind of fungus is this? Why is it purple? It can't be poisonous." Han Li pointed to the plate of meat and fried fungus and asked with a smile.

"Don't eat it if you're afraid of being poisoned to death. That fungus is a wild fungus unique to our mountains. Not only here, but even if you have money over there, you may not be able to eat it." While speaking, Ship Pu Lei knocked off the thick mud seal on the wine jar.

Inside the mud seal is a piece of light yellow waterproof oilcloth. Take off the oilcloth and uncover the wine cover made of cork. A scent of wine mixed with a medicinal smell diffuses into the air, and a light layer of wine mist forms on the mouth of the wine jar.

Most people may not know what wine mist is, but Zhao Xinyu, who has been making wine with his grandfather, knows that wine mist can only appear in medicinal wine brewed from pure grains, but not all medicinal wines brewed from pure grains can form wine mist. , maybe the thing that can condense the wine mist must be medicinal wine brewed from pure grains.

"This wine tastes so good," Han Jun and the others said almost in unison.

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly and said, "This wine is a good thing. There are a total of thirty-six kinds of wild Chinese herbal medicine in it. Drinking it regularly and in moderation can strengthen the body, relax muscles and activate blood circulation. Drink less, and you will be guaranteed to have a good sleep at night."

"What's the mist on top?" Han Li asked, pointing to the lingering wine mist at the mouth of the wine jar.

Han Tianliang took a deep breath, "That's wine mist. Ordinary liquor cannot condense wine mist at all. Just one kilogram of this wine can be exchanged for at least one bottle of Wuliangye."

"Ah", this sentence immediately caused Han Jun and the others to exclaim. A bottle of Wuliangye costs hundreds or even thousands. Now one pound of medicinal wine can be exchanged for a bottle of Wuliangye, which makes them really unbelievable.

Zhao Xinyu gave Han Tianliang and the other drinkers a glass each, and his eyes fell on the glass in front of Lu Ming's mother, "Aunt Lu, you don't drink, so drink less."

"Come less".

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly and poured half a glass for some of them who had never drank.

Aunt Lu looked at the wine drops condensed on the wall of the cup, her eyes flickering, and she turned to look at her husband, Lu Jiuzheng. Lu Jiuzheng nodded to her, "Drink it. Old Han said it must be good wine."

Aunt Lu shook the wine glass, and the strong aroma of wine filled the air. Although it was just the aroma of wine, Aunt Lu felt that her tired body instantly relaxed a lot, and Aunt Lu felt that this wine seemed to be better than the wine her husband drank in the past. Be a little thicker.

Taking a small sip, the medicinal wine has just a hint of spiciness and sweetness. When I swallow it, I feel a warm current flowing through my body, and my whole body is filled with warmth and an indescribable comfort.

"Dad, after drinking this wine, your body will warm up and relieve fatigue. It tastes good." Aunt Lu said this when she drank for the first time.

After hearing what Aunt Lu said, everyone else raised their glasses. Even those who had never drank before took a sip. After a sip, everyone's eyes lit up. Just as Aunt Lu said, this Not to mention that the wine is mellow and mellow, the fatigue on my body is relieved a lot after drinking it.

"Eat vegetables, how come no one eats this fungus?" While talking, Zhao Xinyu picked up a piece of fungus. The next moment his eyes lit up. In addition to being crisp and tender, the fungus also had a fragrance that other fungus did not have. This He was surprised, did he really get a new variety of fungus?

"I'll try it too," Han Tianliang said with a smile as he took a sip of wine.

After taking a sip, he, like Zhao Xinyu, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and subconsciously took another piece. Apparently he felt that the purple fungus tasted good.

"This wild fungus is really delicious. If you can cultivate it yourself, you will definitely be able to sell it at a good price."

Hearing what Han Tianliang said, everyone else stretched out their chopsticks to pick up a piece and took a bite. Everyone nodded, "Xinyu, your fungus has a really unique taste. I'm going to get some back."

. . . . . .

Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve eaten the dishes cooked by Zhao Xinyu, or maybe the medicinal wine tastes so good. The meal didn’t end until after eleven o’clock. A jar of ten kilograms of medicinal wine was half drunk. This is also Han Tianliang said that there would be things to do tomorrow, and people stopped.

Aunt Lu and each of them, who were drinking for the first time, had a drink. Until they went home, they were still wondering how they could drink so much and not feel any discomfort at all.

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