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162 On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month

After leaving Zhao Jinrong, Liu Fugui, who had a big heart disease, became much more relaxed.

This is really a heart-wrenching problem. Although it is not much for Zhao Jinrong, it is a bit of a suffocating for him, Liu Fugui.

Now he is like Chen Yihan who just finished massage, breathing smoothly. When he passed by the town, he also called two jin of Lantern Festival. Today is the Lantern Festival, so he has to eat a few to suit the scene.

"Brother Fugui, has it been done?"

As soon as the car stopped, Ping An rushed over and asked.

Liu Fugui nodded with a smile, "Brother Zhao is very good, so he transferred me 300,000 yuan. If the down payment of our loan can be lower, we can use the remaining money to develop."

"It's great, it's great, you can do a big fight." Ping An said happily.

"We have to make a careful calculation in the future. We called Lao Huang from Brother Zhao to find a sales outlet for our ducks. But if not, there are basically no dishes with duck meat in their place, which is difficult to deal with." Liu Fugui said.

"I have to think of a mistake and sell it to the ducks. But if you say you sell it to those duck collectors in the town, I always feel that it is a loss. A catty of less than five yuan, right?"

Ping An nodded, "We have few ducks here. There are those who sell the electric stove roast duck on the street, eighteen yuan per piece. But they are all small ducks. Our ducks are big and difficult to roast."

"I have eaten that duck once. There is nothing to eat except the seasoning flavor. It is like that little roasted chicken, and it is not delicious." Liu Fugui shook his head.

"Let's just go ahead. If you don't have it, let's cook it slowly at home, and you won't waste it. Like the ones sold on the street, it's better not to eat them or not. They are all sold so cheaply, and I always feel that they are not good things."

"It's true that no matter how young he is, he is still a duck and a chicken. His own money, plus the cost of making, has to make money. You think this duck is so cheap." Ping An thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

I haven't considered it before, but he actually bought it for food himself. It costs less than ten yuan and twenty yuan, so I get two bottles of beer. It's good to eat and drink.

"Dad, you went out to play, but you didn't bring Lele." As he spoke, Miss Lele looked unhappy.

"Dad saw you playing with Xiaozhu there, and my dad didn't go out for too long, so he didn't bring Lele. Next time, my dad promised Lele to ask first, okay?" Liu Fugui hugged his daughter in his arms and said.

"Um."

Although the little guy nodded and responded, he was still a little unhappy. This was the second time, and last time he secretly went out to play by himself.

Liu Fugui is very good at dealing with his precious daughter. He is joking with the little guy for five minutes, and then the little guy will forget what happened just now.

This is a summary of repeated experiences, which is not bad at all. And this time, it was super-level. It took only three minutes for the little guy to be settled by Liu Fugui. Now he is happily cooking Lantern Festival with Liu Fugui.

Compared with the Spring Festival, the Lantern Festival in the countryside is not as lively as the city. Unlike the city where there are lantern exhibitions, there is nothing in Lijiagou. At most, someone will set off firecrackers left over from the Spring Festival, without any fireworks.

Liu Fugui didn't make any dishes, but he actually had the same food as he used to eat, but there was an extra Lantern Festival today.

Like Chen Erya, the house is very rich today. Looking at the photos I sent over, there are only eighteen dishes. It seems that Chen Yihan is still there, and I don’t know if the girl’s hair is real.

There are many ways to eat Lantern Festival in the north. You can cook, steam, or fry.

Today, Liu Fugui is the simplest way to make it. He only bought two pounds in total and poured them into the pot and cooked them. He lifted the lid of the pot and saw that Lantern Festival had already floated up. This was almost cooked.

If someone else cooks Yuanxiao, you may need to stir it in the pot with a spoon, so you won’t need it when you reach Liu Fugui. It will save you from being so smothered by steam, and just let the water in the pot push it out.

This is a tip for cooking dumplings during the Spring Festival, which is worry-free and labor-saving. For him now, he is adjusting a lot of water or consuming more when he massages Lele. Otherwise, he still has no burden to rely on the power of beads in ordinary times.

"Fugui, let's deliver vegetables with Ping An tomorrow. I see that today is like this, maybe there will be heavy snow at night." Liu Changshun, who came back from outside, said.

"Didn't the weather forecast say Xiaoxue? Is there any change?" Liu Fugui asked curiously.

"I can't prepare, I think the sky is quite cloudy. But by the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it's really easy to snow. The lanterns are turned on on the 15th day of the first lunar month, and the clouds cover the moon on the fifteenth day of the August 15th. Look, the sky will not be better this year's Mid-Autumn Festival." Liu Changshun said with a smile.

"Grandpa, who turned on the light?" Lele next to him asked.

"Haha, grandpa said that snowflakes will fall on the lights. Should I sleep with my grandparents today? It will snow at night, and it will be cold in the greenhouse." Liu Changshun asked at the little guy.

"Lele wants to sleep with grandparents, but... he still wants to sleep with dad." The little guy was a little confused.

"Lele, then sleep with your father tonight. How about waiting for Dad to help Uncle Ping'an to deliver vegetables to the city tomorrow, and then send Lele back?" Liu Fugui discussed with the little guy.

"Can Lele go with his father?" The little guy became even more entangled.

"Lele is a good boy. If it snows tomorrow, Dad will be reluctant to leave Lele and will be frozen. The road will be difficult, and Dad and Uncle Ping'an will walk on the road for a long time." Liu Fugui squatted beside the little guy and said.

The little guy stopped talking, and he was really sad. He didn't take him to play with him today, and he would throw himself at home tomorrow.

But Lele, there is a little better, and she rarely cries and makes a fuss with you. But even so, Liu Fugui can't stand it. "Then Lele will wear more tomorrow, okay?"

"Well, dad is so nice."

Lele showed a smile, stretched out his little hand and hugged Liu Fugui's neck and gave Xiangxiang. Dad is still very good and should be rewarded.

Seeing that Liu Fugui was taken down by Lele so quickly, Liu Changshun and Wang Fengru were also speechless. Lele was very well-behaved, and Liu Fugui was also very pampered. Then basically the father and daughter were managing each other and coaxing each other.
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