In the early morning, fog was shrouded.

Jiang Xiaoye opened his eyes, patted the wet little brown bear on his body and said, "It's time to drink milk."

The little brown bear immediately raised his head and then ran towards the ranch quickly.

"You can sleep in from now on. If you practice your sister, you will not make any progress at all and waste resources!"

Jiang Xiaoye felt very distressed when he spent six million resources in one night.

After throwing away the two vague beads in his hand, Jiang Xiaoye started a busy day.

The little owl did not catch the field mouse, and stood on Jiang Xiaoye's shoulder and kept pecking Jiang Xiaoye, flapping his wings and asking for meat to eat.

"I'm hungry, I'll cut meat for you." Jiang Xiaoye touched the little owl's belly, his belly was shrunk, and it was obviously a prey that he had not caught.

The morning in Yushan Village is extremely busy.

Making rice cakes, boiling rice candy, and smoke from every household is curling.

Pigs were slaughtered, and this was the first batch of bacon. Jiang Xiaoye chose more. These artificial wild boars were fat and fat. Of course, it was the most suitable for making bacon.

"Xiao Ye, how are you planning to make bacon? Is it smoked or air-dried?"

The old man got up early and prepared jerky for those special troops. He suddenly felt excited when he found out last night and insisted on seeing him in person.

"Which one is faster?"

Jiang Xiaoye felt that both of these methods were very slow.

"Quick?" The old man thought for a while and said, "I remember that the smoked tastes very good, but it requires pine and cypress branches, orange peels, grapefruit peels and other things to smoke for a month. It took too long. The air-dried ones are OK. The meat marinated with salt and peppercorns seems to be OK, and it should be faster."

"Grandpa, you weren't really a kitchen squad before, are you?"

Jiang Xiaoye looked suspicious because his grandmother said that his grandfather could not cook before, but he suddenly knew how to cook after he came back. Now he still knows it so clearly.

"Let's go fart, my grandpa, I've been on the battlefield. Don't talk nonsense, what kind of thing do you want to make?"

The old man looked a little guilty.

Jiang Xiaoye chose to dry it in the air. He had no choice but to dry it in the air.

People from the village also came to help, frying volcanic pepper oil, mixing ingredients, cutting pork, and finding bamboo sticks...

"Cut all thirty centimeters long and five centimeters wide, and about one pound of meat strips. Don't cut them too big or small. Make the bamboo sticks evenly. Oh, yes, that's it!"

"Don't chat over there, hurry up and fry the salt. Hurry up, Xiao Ye, are you sure you use chili oil?"

The old man was energetic in command of the whole audience and did not forget to ask Jiang Xiaoye.

The old village chief couldn't even interfere.

Jiang Xiaoye whispered: "They are originally used to keep warm, so they must use chili oil. It doesn't matter if the taste is almost the same, they must be spicy enough."

"Spicy and simple enough!"

The old man nodded and continued to command.

Several people cut pork together. After a series of processes, the scent of volcanic peppers made these people feel no chill, but each one felt a little hot.

"Xiao Ye, what kind of chili are you?" An old lady tasted a little, her face turned red after taking a bite of sugar but she had not recovered.

"This is very spicy, volcanic pepper, you can't eat it directly." Jiang Xiaoye quickly reminded him.

Xiao Hei jumped into the river after eating, so you dare to try it...

Jiang Xiaoye’s house has a lot of jars, and he bought a lot of jars when pickling salted duck eggs. The one he doesn’t lack is pickling jars.

Clean the jar and pour cool chili oil into it.

Sprinkle salt with pork, add some white wine, and then apply spicy oil, which is a lot of it.

"Xiao Ye, are you making "spicy" meat? Can you eat it like this?" The old village chief was a little confused. How to marinate some chili oil?

"What customers requested is that it must be a perverted and spicy one, and the taste will be quite satisfying." Jiang Xiaoye felt that he was making a devilish cuisine. Can this thing be eaten then?

The marinating time is usually three days. Jiang Xiaoye feels that with the power of these spicy oils, a few hours are enough.

"The customer asked to stop the heavy taste." The old village chief couldn't help but admire him. He probably was from Sichuan, otherwise who would have eaten it?

The meat is in the jar, and then pour a layer of spicy oil into it.

One jar after another was made, and Jiang Xiaoye had to carry it to his yard. There was no need to worry about Xiao Hei stealing the smell. Now Xiao Hei bared his teeth when he saw the pepper.

Most of the meat of the pigs turned into cured meat and they were busy until noon.

Jiang Wu brought people here, and at the same time, there were cars with ginseng. For a moment, everyone in the village surrounded him.

"It's a bit loud."

Jiang Xiaoye came with a smile and said, "Are you not afraid of being cultivated by those who are interested in knowing that your ginseng is cultivated in our village?"

The effect of this ginseng is magical and probably has been targeted by someone for a long time.

"No one dares to come. You, the hidden masters in China, all represent what they mean. Those in the Western world who want to hide from you, will be safer here."

Jiang Wu knew this very well. No one would find an invincible existence to break the fourth realm for a little ginseng.

Moreover, Jiang Wu knew that there was a terrifying old corpse hidden here, a flying dragon!

"That's true. Whoever comes to find trouble will be done."

Jiang Xiaoye felt that what he said was right, who dared to come? If he was weak, even a group of little guys could teach him how to be a human being. If he was stronger, he would be even worse. If he was strong, he would lead to an old corpse and a poisonous dragon, which would be a life-threatening death.

"By the way, Captain Jiang, how many ginseng is added this time?"

Jiang Xiaoye remembered the serious business, and now there are too many people who want to divide the ginseng greenhouse.

The most important thing is...he is the big shot!

Most of the money is in his hands, and every 100,000 yuan he distributes is actually just a small part.

"This time I plan to double it. Mr. Jiang, don't you think there is any problem?"

Jiang Wu whispered: "There is a very important competition next year, which is related to a very important place to compete, so we must win. At the beginning of next spring, we will probably spend resources to cultivate them at all costs."

At all costs...

Jiang Xiaoye couldn't figure out what place was worth competing for, and it was not the time to grab territory.

But I can't ask this, Jiang Xiaoye nodded and said, "There is no problem at all, but you need to pay the money of the villagers in the village in advance, I'm not in a hurry."

"Of course!" Jiang Wu said happily: "I have prepared the money, there is no problem at all."

The money is ready, and the preparation is quite sufficient.

The old village chief rushed over and shook hands with Jiang Wu excitedly.

"How many?"

Immediately, the old village chief quietly asked Jiang Xiaoye.

Jiang Wu is already a second-rate expert, so he can naturally hear it.

"Double the double, every household can get it. Don't worry, even if you come to dozens of households in the future, you will find someone to take care of it for the time being."

Jiang Xiaoye immediately explained the situation.

"Okay, okay!" the old village chief said excitedly: "It's considered that we have all the shares, we have all the shares!"

The ginseng greenhouse village is the most talked about. After all, there is no business, so of course I don’t want to do anything without it.

See you tomorrow
Chapter completed!