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There were many geese and chickens, and there were also many eggs. It was easy to see how big the geese were. Such as grey earth wrapping egg, salty duck egg, homemade egg and so on. When cooking in the farmhouse, put the salted duck egg on the rice, cooked, cut in half, egg yolks, look at the appetite.

Peanut, chestnut, corn, sweet potato... A lot. And other snacks they make out of these, such as peanuts!

The dried peanuts tasted sweet when they were eaten raw, so they were fried in hot oil until they were crisp. They were fished out, accompanied by sugar or salt, which men liked to eat when they were drinking.

Don't just look at the products sold in the supermarket, when you make the South Pumpkin Fruit, the taste is like the fragrance of fully prepared food. Give the pumpkin to the cannon, cut into pieces, cut into silk to dry. Mix with homemade ground powder, repeatedly a few times, during the period add salt sugar, etc. After cooling, knead into a ball, put it on the roof where it is soft and suitable to bask. The longer you bask in the sun, the harder it tastes and the more it affects the taste. If you don't have enough time to bask in the sun, you will become very sticky and difficult to preserve. The prepared pumpkin fruit had the sweetness of pumpkin and could be eaten directly or sliced into pieces and fried for a while on top of hot oil. It had a burnt smell. When free, it could be eaten while watching TV.

And the seasonings they made themselves, the chili oil, the pickled vegetables, the chili sauce, the peanut butter, the watermelon sauce, the soy sauce … It was truly rich! The chili concoction was the easiest, but the delicious food wasn't that easy to cook. The pickled vegetables were even more fragrant than vinegar. Normally, there would only be a few drops of egg drop on the cake. It was so fragrant when you ate it. The main ingredient of the Mysterious Congee was the juice left over from eating the pickled vegetables. After pouring the juice into the wok, everyone boiled and shrunk the juice. After cooking, there was only a small amount left. However, the sour taste was completely different. You don't need any seasonings, but you have to be careful not to touch the oil.

"… …"

The more she read, the better Guo Lin felt. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a hardworking farmer! After Guo Lin finished reading, she faced the village chief's somewhat apprehensive face and waved her hand, indicating that she would accept it all.

The village chief was so happy, his old face was already smiling from ear to ear. He thought about having a drink tonight, but then thought that he still had business to attend to tomorrow, so he gritted his teeth and endured it. After he finished, he had a drink with everyone.

Guo Lin took out some money from her bag and gave it to the village chief. However, she didn't find any change and just gave it to him. After discussing with the Village Chief, he found that during this period of time, the Village Chief had helped him by giving him a large red packet. When the Village Chief heard this, he was even happier. His eyes shone with a joyful light.

After that, he went to the other houses in the village with the Village Head and took a look. He bought all the chickens, ducks, pigs and goats. After paying the bill, he called for people to bring them to the Village Head's house and opened fire the next day. The village was not very big, it was mainly the village chief who came out. The village name was also real, there was no bidding, Guo Lin was also straightforward with her payment, and the negotiations were proceeding very quickly. As for the dishes, he told the villagers to pick them early in the morning, wash them, and pay.

After that, the Village Chief found a few women who loved to clean up, clean hands and feet, and prepared delicious meals. They would prepare the dishes for the next day, as well as washing the vegetables and cutting the vegetables. After Guo Lin saw it, she felt it was not bad, so she told them about her request and the salary she paid them.

When the village women heard this, they all felt happy. In the end, he still asked Guo Lin what she looked like and how the dishes were good. First of all, Guo Lin explained, it's about hygiene. You have to clean yourself, your hair, your hands, and so on. Next, we have to diversify our tastes and make them taste better. The final quantity was more, he couldn't have just ordered a few dishes every day, right?

After the village woman heard this, she felt happy. This was easy, but difficult. She might not know a thousand things, but she did know a hundred and eighty things.

That night, Guo Lin called for the village chief to eat a fragrant farmhouse meal. He ate until he was full. Especially since that pig's feet were so delicious, and he had eaten quite a bit from the mushroom stew! In the end, he didn't return to the east gate town to stay at the hotel and instead stayed at the Village Head's house. The smell of sunflowers filled the air. Guo Lin had a good night's sleep and could no longer enjoy it after the apocalypse.

The next day, Guo Lin woke up early to exercise her body. It had been a long time since she had exercised her body, so she still felt a little uncomfortable with it. His body was being nourished by the spring water in the space, but it still needed some time. He didn't need to practice as fast as he could. It looked like he would need to train more in the following month.

Try to exercise your body to its best. On the way to the base, for why not go directly to the safe base before the end of the day. Guo Lin had also considered this. In order to become a large-scale base, they would first have to go through a process of annexation, constantly restructuring themselves and gaining absolute control over the territory. Guo Lin no longer wanted to live a life of freedom like she had in her previous life.

Or after the end of the day, about a few months later (the road is broken and the road is blocked by Zombie). At that time, the base would have more than a million people. The management of the base would be lax, and they would be able to fill in the blanks.

Not long after, the village chief came to call for him. Because of yesterday's interaction, the Village Head's daughter called Guo Lin cordially. This was something that he had never experienced as a commando in his previous life. As he spoke, the villagers had already picked up all the dishes and were going to use their own scales.

"Great sir, I don't trust you. The villagers are all simple people, how can I not trust them?" "Just take responsibility, there's one thing. If it's bad, I don't want it." Guo Lin waved her hand.

"Alright, since you are my daughter, you can trust me. "Then I'll ask my son to read it. Every family will write it down in a book. I'll let you have a look at it when the time comes." The Village Chief was very happy with Guo Lin's trust. This was the best praise he could give her.

The village chief led Guo Lin out the door. The villagers who had agreed to help yesterday were all there. Guo Lin nodded in satisfaction when she saw this. They all cleaned themselves up, not because they were beautiful, but because they were neat and tidy. Guo Lin was completely relieved. He went to his truck alone, opened the door, and asked for a few sets. He added one of his own and put them in a large box to help him out. Opening the box, he beckoned the village chief and a set was provided for each of them. All 30 or so of them brought their clothes over to their hands.

Guo Lin held a set of clothes in her hand and showed them how to wear a chef's uniform, a hat and a mask. Needless to say, once the 30 plus people put them on, they would stand in front of the roots and feel completely different. It was as if the soldiers in the army had agreed to wear camouflage clothing. The other villagers who were busy at the side looked to the side one after another.

"To be honest, it's really quite pretty to be dressed in white!"

"Of course, it's the same for the people in the city!"

Because rural people are busy all day long, their clothes are filthy at night, strange and hard to wash. Very few people wear white clothes.

When Guo Lin saw the Village Head's expression, she became somewhat envious of him. She thought that since the Village Head had helped her so much, it was not worth much. He gave the set he was holding to the village head.

When the Village Chief saw that he too had the same smile on his face, he was overjoyed and pleased with himself as he put it on. Ye Zichen pulled his sleeves and waved his hat, while his bright eyes nearly narrowed into slits. Leading Guo Lin to the ancestral hall they had discussed yesterday, where there was a huge pot and plenty of seats. In addition, the village chief went from house to house and borrowed a stove knife. The cutting board was all brought from their own home. Some of them even brought the seasonings that they thought were delicious. Guo Lin had already prepared some oil and salt for him.

This was because every year, when the village offered sacrifices to the ancestors, there would always be a meal set up for the entire village to eat together. The Village Head had organized it countless times. It was like a general leading his men to war. Who cut vegetables, who helped, who went to the rice pudding. Pointing at a few men, slaughtering pigs, chickens and the like … He placed the prepared ingredients onto the table. He was going to take whatever the chef wanted.

Everyone was busy with work. Guo Lin called a few strong ones to follow her to carry down the big boxes in the car. After he opened it, he found some towels, chopsticks, gloves, and the like inside. The most common type was the lunchbox. It was a simple and sealed lunchbox that could accommodate three to four people. Guo Lin had given out tens of thousands in one breath.

A few nimble women were called in, wearing gloves, and putting the already cooked dishes into the lunchboxes one by one. There was only one dish in each box, and it was filled to the brim, but it would not leak out. Once it was packed, he covered the lunchbox and wiped the corners of the lunchbox. If the broth drips onto it, you must wipe it clean. In the end, put a live joint in a bag and put it in the original box. It was the same for the rice, but it had to be pressed with a spoon. He had to fill it up as much as possible and add a pair of chopsticks to the bag. It was so simple, the villagers understood immediately.

Every spoon had its own special dish, and once they made an agreement with each other, they would take out their unique skill and try their best not to repeat the same dish. Because Guo Lin wanted to ask for farm characteristics, only small stir-fry, every stir-fry not much, only enough to fill a few boxes of food.

Guo Lin sat nearby. Every time the dishes were ready, Guo Lin would let them cook a few more times as she thought they were alright. A dozen or so people were doing their best, sweating profusely. They used spare towels to wipe the sweat off and went back to work.

Guo Lin ate heartily on the side. What small stir-fried rape, stir-fried cucumber, especially refreshing, crisp. Chicken leg eggplant, Mab bean curd, fried tofu, boiled tofu, spicy potato shredded, hand torn cabbage, spicy chicken pieces, etc. Pork alone could be used to make many dishes, such as stewed pig's feet, fried beef belly with chili, fried pig's blood, pig's kidney, pig's ears, pig's tail, pork butts with plum blossoms, pork meat on the east side, fried shredded pork with pickled vegetables, and so on.

As a result, every household in the village had pigs and some poultry. Guo Lin bought all of them except the ones she wanted. Donggou Village, surrounded by mountains on all four sides. The land resources were very abundant, and the farmers were all very diligent. Every house weighed several acres of vegetable land, and they were all well-groomed. They were all ordinary side dishes, but there were also a lot of the general category. Usually, the villagers' main source of income was selling vegetables. Thus, one could imagine that the dishes, the meat, would not be insufficient.