"Is this rice?"

"Hey, do you still have rice in the New Year's goods?"

"Fengzi, what are you doing?"

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned when they saw a bag of rice pulling out. They didn’t see the New Year’s goods saying that rice was included.

The tourists were originally following to watch the fun, but when they saw the rice, they were all glimpsed. The monk, who was just two years old, was completely inconspicuous.

Li Feng Xiaoxiao did not answer the questions from the live broadcast room, and asked the tourists only to point to the chasing son in front of him. "Milling rice?"

"Now anyone else uses this?"

“How convenient is the shelling machine.”

Li Feng will pour the rice into the millstone and then respond positively to everyone. "Everyone knows that there is a protective film outside the rice, which is a good thing. Usually everyone buys refined rice, but the rice crushed with a mill is very different from refined rice."

"No brown rice, right?"

"This supermarket is sold, and the price is twice as high as the average rice?"

"I remembered it."

Some viewers in the live broadcast room mentioned that others remembered this. "Fengzi, are you planning to make brown rice manually?"

"Broken rice is best to crush it with a mill." Li Feng spread the rice and said with a smile. "This mill used to crush brown rice. Now there is no one in the village to eat it. This mill hasn't crushed rice for a long time."

Li Feng held a small broom and swept the corners. "Look at it, this is rice without pesticides. It can be said that it is pollution-free green food."

"real?"

"I use my character to guarantee this. There are still rice fish in the fields now." Li Feng began to push the mill, and tourists even introduced it as Li Feng. "Is this brown rice sold?"

"Of course I sold it."

Li Feng said with a smile. "Five yuan per pound."

"I buy ten kilograms and go back and make some brown rice for the little guy at home."

"Yes, I'll also bring you ten kilograms and cook brown rice porridge for the children to eat."

"I have two elderly people in my family. I heard that eating brown rice is helpful for health, so I will give me twenty kilograms."

There is a brown rice supermarket with five yuan per pound, but that rice can be compared with the pollution-free green rice that breeds rice field fish. "Uncle Big Mouth, look, is it enough for five yuan per pound?"

"Cheng, Cheng, Sanzi, what do you say is as much as you want." Wang Dazui was just asking for the price of the rice, but even so, he was a little nervous. Who knew that when Li Feng opened his mouth, he was five pieces higher than the rice.

I don’t sell it. Besides, tourists around me have to book hundreds of kilograms in a while, and many people still have to book it. “Sorry, the amount of rice that the mill crushes a day is limited, and only sells 100 kilograms a day.”

"ah."

"So little, Fengzi, we still want to buy some."

"Yes, we will pay the mailing fee."

"Sorry, sorry."

Li Feng could only say sorry to the audience in the live broadcast room. "In this way, there is still some time before the Spring Festival. After the New Year's Day, Fengzi will crush some brown rice for everyone."

“It’s almost the same.”

"Okay, Fengzi, then we'll wait."

The brown rice crushed by the stone mill is a good thing. Soon some tourists came over to ask, and they learned that they could only crush about 100 kilograms a day, so everyone was helpless. "Then I'll book twenty kilograms, tomorrow's."

"I booked ten kilograms."

"I'll also have ten kilograms."

Good guy, I'll book everything tomorrow in a while, and now Wang Dazui couldn't help it. "Three sons, we have a lot of people in our village, so I'll ask people to come here. It's not a big problem to crush three or four hundred kilograms a day and one night."

"real?"

The tourists are excited. "Uncle Big Mouth, really, this is not easy to grind rice."

"What's this? When I was a child, I had sex with me all day and night. Don't worry, wrap my uncle around." Wang Damou slapped his chest and promised.

"Okay, Uncle Big Mouth, this rice must be guaranteed to be without pesticides." Li Feng said. "This is my promise to everyone."

"Okay, there is one of the rice that has been put into pesticides. I'll scrape it to you." Wang Dazui said anxiously. This is a great thing. It can't be left to other farms. There are rice in several farms around, but it's not worse than Wangjiazhuang at all.

"Uncle Big Mouth, I'll be relieved if you say that. I believe you."

Li Feng said with a smile. "How much brown rice do you want? Find Uncle Big Mouth and write it down. Then transport the rice here."

Wang Dazui was suddenly surrounded by tourists. Li Qingping here asked Li Feng as he saw him looking for him. "Three sons, what's going on?"

Li Feng didn't hide it. Li Qingping just wanted to say that his family also had rice, but when he thought of his busy days, he smiled bitterly. "Brother Ping, we can't make enough money. Let's make some money easier. We always have to lose some labor money for others to earn, from the villagers."

"Sanzi, you're right."

Li Fuyuan said. "The township chief was with me yesterday. A village is not capable of becoming rich. It is only capable of helping the surrounding area to become rich."

"We will get rich first, and we can bring the villagers around us to become rich. If we have a good reputation, this is also beneficial to our tourism development. Some things are not enough to complement each other, and maybe our income will be higher." Li Fuyuan said, not only Li Qingping was surprised.

Li Feng also looked unbelievable. Uncle Wu said this. Half a year ago, Li Fuyuan was a real rural cadre. Is he so enlightened now?

Seeing Li Feng and Li Qingping looking at the aliens, Li Fuyuan said that the village chief was good at it. He said this, seeing that both children were shocked. "Okay, third son, don't be here, your big-mouthed uncle can work hard alone."

"Uncle Fifth, what's the matter for me?"

Li Feng is really nothing to do now, and the cooking job is almost done.

"Your Second Master is old and the Fire Dragon Compilation Company cannot keep up with it. I'm afraid it's too late tonight. Your skills are good, so I'll help your Second Master finish it." Li Fuyuan has prepared a lot of programs for the New Year's bonfire meeting at night.

Singing big shows, watching movies, and performing gongs, drums and trumpets. Fire dragon dance is the highlight. "Okay, I'll go there now." Li Feng agreed immediately. Fire dragon performance is not simple, and it is extremely easy for people who are unfamiliar with it to burn.

The fire dragon is also not easy to wove. If it is not good to wove, the fire dragon will disappear after a while, but it won’t work. “Second Master, I’m here.”

"Third son, I'm here just right. Please help the second master see how this fire dragon is."

"Wow, this is really made of bamboo, so beautiful."

"yes."

The fire dragon head is one meter square and is made of bamboo strips and bamboo strips. The whole dragon head is ferocious and majestic. It is a big dragon head, and the dragon head is empty. Some materials should be filled in it. When the time comes, it will burn and dance, just like a fire dragon coming to the world, which is extremely shocking.

The bamboo strips and bamboo strips are fire-proof because they have a certain fire-proof effect. "San Zi, please help me collect them. I'm old and I don't have enough strength." The second master pointed to the faucet. Li Feng pulled the bamboo strips bit by bit and quickly passed them over. A few sets, and in a while, they penetrated the dozens of groups. Finally, the joints were pulled and tightened completely. "Okay, okay, okay, I'll leave this craft to you, I'm relieved."

Next, some small details were directed by Erye, and Li Feng took action and soon the details of the dragon head came out. Now the dragon head looked even more majestic. "It's so beautiful, can this be called a work of art?"

"Awesome, Fengzi, this bamboo weaving skill is superb."

"What's this? Fengzi's Forbidden City is about to be organized?"

"What is the Forbidden City?"

"The bamboo weaving crafts that Fengzi is doing is a big guy."

The entire Forbidden City is made of bamboo. The two-meter square of the entire Forbidden City is a huge project. Li Feng started it a few months ago. This is another large work after the musical bamboo weaving pot, and now it has been completed almost two-thirds.

"Then you must see it, Fengzi, when will you open your eyes to everyone?"

"I'll show it to everyone after I'm done."

After crafting the leader, Li Feng began to help pull the dragon body. This big frame was complete, and Li Feng only needed to strengthen it. He worked hard until about five o'clock, and finally the whole thing was done.

"Second Master, it's OK."

Li Feng wiped his sweat. It was quite exhausting to prepare such a large item. No wonder the second master said he was unable to do so. "Okay, okay, third son, this dragon was left to Fuyuan and the others to play. It was a pity, it was a pity." Li Feng didn't know how to answer the second master said.

If you want to play with Fire Dragon, now the Fu generation is at least capable, and few people in the Qing generation are alive. "Dangming asked Brother Ping and others to tell me that the things passed down by our ancestors cannot be discarded, and they will lose their own characteristics."

Just as he wanted to comfort the second master, Jia Jia called him. "Here, I'll go back now."

"Second Master, I'll go back first."

"Wait, your mistress said yesterday that she kept persimmon cakes for you and Jiajia, and you took them back." As she said that, she went into the house to get a large bag of persimmon cakes. "Second Master, you don't need so much, just a few dollars. You can sell these for the mistress to the village entrance."

"Save this for them to eat."

Li Jiapo continued the word "eighteen characters" in the ancestral hall, but unfortunately, this thing is not visible to Li Feng, the Qing generation. However, he knows a few of the words, Fuqing shows the virtues. For these five characters, his son's generation is the obvious generation.

"There are still there at home, take it."

"This kid."

What else could Li Feng say? He took it and said to the second master and went back. Zhang Jiajia from the entrance of the village took Zhang Xiaoxiao and wandered in front of the food stall. "Brother-in-law."

"Xiaoxiao is here."

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Xiaoxiao gestured to Li Feng with a thumbs up. "Brother-in-law is so awesome."

"ah?"

Li Feng looked confused, what's wrong?

"Brother-in-law, I know you'll give my sister an Audi."

Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled proudly. "Hehe, I've even sat there, it's so comfortable."

"That's right."
To be continued...