Ying Wushuang was slightly blessed: "Good morning, old patriarch."

The old patriarch Gongshu said with a smile: "Xiao Cui, you are such a good girl, you really didn't open your eyes, why did you marry this bastard?"

Ying Wushuang also smiled and said: "No, I was blind back then. There was nothing I could do about it. I'm greedy, but this guy is good at his craftsmanship."

The old patriarch of the Gongshu family was deeply convinced: "If nothing else, this Jiang boy is truly the best in the world in terms of his skillful craftsmanship and fine food and wine. After nearly three years of walking, I always think of the meals he cooked by himself, and everything else seems to taste the same."

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Jiang Fan said: "Didn't I teach everything to my aunt and them?"

The old patriarch Gongshu sighed: "The same thing with the same method tastes different in the hands of different people."

A woman came over and took the little Beibei down and said, "No, we have all learned it, but it doesn't taste like that."

The old patriarch Gongshu said: "Fortunately, it is much better than before. After Mr. Jiang came, I feel that everything I ate before was pig food."

Everyone burst into laughter.

The old patriarch pretended to be angry: "You are still laughing, you are incompetent. Thanks to us, we are still known as the public losers to the aristocratic family, and the food is lost to Jiang Xiaojia. Even the craftsmanship can't keep up with someone else's finger. This makes me angry."

"Old Master, please calm down, calm down. Who is Brother Jiang? He is a man among the gods. You have to let us ordinary people compare with others."

The old patriarch said angrily: "I don't have any other skills. I just come up with excuses."

Jiang Fan laughed and said: "If I want to be a god, I can only be a god, the God of Cookery."

…

Seeing the laughter and laughter in front of him, Ying Wushuang suddenly felt a little dazed, and there seemed to be a warmth in his heart that he had never felt before.

But immediately, an inexplicable fierceness flashed in her eyes, and this trace of warmth was cut off and buried deeply.

Jiang Fan, could it be that...you want to plant a poisonous seed in my heart?

“So you can grow vegetables in winter?”

Bai Xiaocui followed Jiang Fan to the top of the mountain and looked at the rows of huge translucent sheds and said.

"I call this a greenhouse. I have no choice but to live in seclusion here. Meat can be hunted in the mountains. There are also wild vegetables and fruits to pick in spring and autumn. Only vegetables are in short supply in winter, but people can't do it without eating vegetables. So I

I thought of a way. It works very well."

Jiang Fan said and led her into the greenhouse. With a warm feeling, a sea of ​​vegetables appeared in front of Ying Wushuang.

“Very warm.”

Jiang Fan said: "Yes, only suitable temperature can make vegetables survive. Of course, there are many key factors for vegetable growth. Light, moisture, air and soil are all important and indispensable."

"If you follow this example, you can have vegetables all year round?"

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Of course, you can trust me when it comes to food."

Seeing him rolling up his sleeves and picking vegetables skillfully, Ying Wushuang seemed puzzled: "Who is the real you, the master craftsman, the poet sage, the fisherman, or the farmer?"

Jiang Fan thought for a while: "I guess you're a fisherman, after all, that's your main business."

Ying Wushuang looked at him: "I really want to split your head open to see what's different about He Changren."

Jiang Fan shrank his neck: "No, no, can we stop fighting and killing at every turn? I hope that in this month, you will still be Bai Xiaocui. How about that?"

Ying Wushuang was silent for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

"That's why I still call you Xiaocui. Don't be angry."

Ying Wushuang said: "It has started since this morning."

Jiang Fan thought about how she looked after coming out, and nodded frequently: "How wonderful this is. It's rare for you to enjoy life once in your life, so just treat it as a secret vacation. In the future... you may not have another chance..."

"Take a secret vacation..." Ying Wushuang lowered his eyes, and after a while he smiled: "That's fine."

The two of them picked baskets, and Ying Wushuang was surprised to find that he did not recognize many vegetables.

"What's this?"

She asked, pointing to a very thick piece of vegetable that was nearly two feet tall.

"Oh, this, it was originally called water spinach."

"Pork?" Ying Wushuang frowned: "How can the potpourri be so huge?"

Jiang Fan said: "I have made improvements. In addition to the taste being better than before, the size has also become very large and the yield is very high. I saw that it looks big and white, so I simply renamed it, Chinese cabbage."

Ying Wushuang couldn't complain about Young Master Jiang's naming skills. What a piece of Chinese cabbage, it was so rubbish that he was not called the Saint of Ci. He was too lazy to argue with him, because Ying Wushuang was very concerned about another matter.

"Vegetables with a high yield per acre are of great use to the people. You should contribute."

Jiang Fan smiled: "I don't intend to hide my secrets. When you have time in the future, you can promote the planting methods. In addition, I also know some very high-yielding crops, but it is a pity that the seeds are hard to find. If you have the opportunity, I can

Help you cultivate a yield of ten thousand jins of grain per acre."

"A yield of ten thousand catties per mu?" Ying Wushuang was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "This is impossible!"

Jiang Fan looked at her strangely: "Nothing is impossible with me. You seem to have known me the first day."

Ying Wushuang was speechless. Indeed, Jiang Fan was very magical, and many incredible things were so easy in his hands. This still baffled her.

"Does this kind of food exist?"

"Yes, but the seeds may be thousands of miles away."

"Where is it? Even if we send a large army, we will seize it. This is the blessing of all people."

Jiang Fan looked at her: "Look, I just said that I would make Bai Xiaocui for a month. I am going to build a large-scale military force for a kind of food. But you are right about this. I didn't expect that you are still a good person who wants to benefit all people.

emperor."

Ying Wushuang looked at him inexplicably: "What do you think an emperor should do? Conquering the world is not the goal, but making the world peaceful and peaceful is the ultimate mission."

Jiang Fan was stunned and stared at Ying Wushuang, speechless for a moment.

"Why are you so stunned? Where is that kind of thing?"

Jiang Fan came back to his senses, "After crossing the ocean, there is a huge continent... How should I put it, it is several times larger than the combined territories of the five countries. I call it America."

Ying Wushuang's eyes suddenly froze: "Is there such a place in the world?"

Jiang Fan said: "The world you call only refers to the five countries. However, the world is too big. In addition to the continent we are on, there are at least six continents in the boundless sea."

"The world is so huge..." Ying Wushuang murmured.

"How did you find out?"

Jiang Fan said: "I know a lot, a lot..."

"Could it be that we were born knowing it?"

"No, what I learned is just knowledge."

"Who can teach you?"

Jiang Fan smiled but did not answer.

Ying Wushuang remained silent. This news had a huge impact on her understanding. Jiang Fan knew that once she regained her understanding, perhaps the world would change dramatically.
Chapter completed!