Farmhouse Food Daily

Chapter 205 Rainy
Wei Feng didn't have a good impression of Ling Man at all. As soon as Chen Ping talked about it, he understood that this girl might play tricks in high school.

Commander Lu Dajun is not bad, and his family was considered to be well-off at that time, Ling Man will definitely have his idea.

Wei Feng doesn't mind women looking out for themselves and living a good life, but people have to have a bottom line, and Ling Man doesn't have a bottom line, so Wei Feng looks down on her.

"Yeah, but I didn't understand at that time. I believed her because I didn't trust Lu Dajun. Anyway, I got angry when I saw Ling Man hugging Lu Dajun and kissing him. Afterwards, Ling Man told me Why did Lu Dajun like her? I didn't think too much about what she said. I was only angry with Lu Dajun, I just wanted to study hard, go to college, and then I would talk about other things. If Lu Dajun I went to the same university as me, so I forgive him and listen to him carefully. It's a pity that Lu Dajun went to Beijing to study in the end. Ling Man's family had an accident and she didn't go to university. I haven't seen them since then. I didn't expect it to be only a few years , it’s a matter of fact.”

Chen Ping still sighed a little.

Wei Feng looked at Chen Ping. Chen Ping had memories of the past, but nothing else, which meant that Chen Ping had no resurgence of old feelings for Lu Dajun.

Wei Feng felt relieved at once, as long as Chen Ping doesn't like Lu Dajun now.

"You can meet anyone in your life, not to mention them, but we are ourselves. In fact, we are acting a lot of times, and sometimes we lie when we have no other choice. We are tired from life. Relax when you should relax. I think you are now life is good."

Wei Feng also sighed.

Chen Ping nodded, indeed, she has no big ambitions, her living environment is relatively simple, and she is not a bad person, but she can also lie, just like today's live broadcast, she lied, saying that it was not real wild boar, but the second-generation wild boar or something Yes, this is impossible.

After talking about Ling Man, Chen Ping stopped thinking about her. Ling Man was just a stranger to her from now on, and the two of them would never meet again.

Wei Feng didn't talk about Ling Man anymore, he didn't want to upset the mood of irrelevant people, he talked about the mountain goods with Chen Ping, and Chen Ping chattered a lot.

Lu Dajun vomited once in the middle of the night, Aunt Zhang helped clean it up, and Aunt Zhang also made honey water for him. The honey was made by people from the mountain side. The honey is good. Chen Ping bought ten catties and put it in the restaurant. Who would want it? Anyone who drinks will drink.

Lu Dajun drank the honey water, and fell asleep again in a daze. This time, he fell asleep until Chen Ping and the others had breakfast, and then he woke up with sleepy eyes.

After drinking two bowls of millet porridge, Lu Dajun felt himself alive.

After breakfast, Lu Dajun paid for yesterday's meal, he should go back to the city, he still has things to do.

Chen Ping didn't keep him, and told him to go down and remember to contact her when he came back, and tell her when he got married.

Lu Dajun nodded, saying that the two of them would contact each other more on WeChat in the future, and then he drove away.

Chen Ping originally wanted to take Lu Dajun's car to the city, but Wei Feng said he wanted to go back and let Chen Ping take his car, so Chen Ping took Wei Feng's car to the city.

After Chen Ping finished her work, she took the bus back to Third Road, because Wei Feng still had something to do here, so he didn't go back to the hotel.

Pingzi's life is back on track. Every day, she runs back and forth in the city, restaurants, and Mushroom Village, but it is also effective. She runs to Mushroom Village several times a day, bringing a lot of things there, and her favorability has reached more than 200 , You can bring more than 200 kilograms of things.

After eight months of hard work for one month, Chen Ping wrapped a big red envelope for the restaurant every month. After all the expenses were removed, her hotel cost and wages were removed. She had more than 4000 yuan in her hands. Happy Chen Ping Laughing every day.

In addition to the profit of the restaurant, Shanhuo is the big head. This month, Chen Ping earned almost 4 yuan selling Shanhuo.Of course, the silver dollars sold to Wei Feng do not count.

The same income made Chen Ping's purse bulge, and the deposits in the bank kept increasing. Chen Ping felt that she was full of energy.

The day entered September, and it started to rain. The rain was not heavy, it was light rain, and the biggest was moderate rain, but the rain seemed to never stop, and it continued to fall every day.

Chen Ping thought that when it rained every day and students started school, the business of the restaurant would be slow, but unexpectedly, the business of the restaurant was not bad.

Although the business is not as good as in August, there are usually four or five tables at noon and five or six tables at night.

Chen Ping was still very satisfied.

Furthermore, Chen Ping found that because of the rain every day, the mushrooms on the forest farm were drenched by the rain, and before they could be picked, they all turned black and shattered when touched.

It rains in their forest farm, and it also rains in other places, so there are no mushrooms sold in the market, even if there is one thing, it is particularly bad.

The vegetables in the yard also became bad because of the rain. The beans began to have black spots, but the spots were not counted.

Cucumbers are full of water, but they have no taste at all.

Eggplants are starting to die too, and so are peppers and tomatoes.Looking at such a dish, there is no desire for people to pick it.

But Mushroom Village is different from this side. There is no rain, and there are a lot of mushrooms. Except for the dried ones, Liu Cheng helps Chen Ping collect a batch of fresh mushrooms every day for Chen Ping to bring back and sell.

Because it rains and there are no mushrooms here, the fresh mushrooms brought back by Chen Ping are very popular. They cost [-] yuan a catty, and it’s no problem for her to sell more than [-] catties a day. Not only the guests of the hotel buy mushrooms, but also those who come here specially to buy mushrooms Yes, as long as you buy it, Chen Ping will sell it. Anyway, she can make a lot of money selling it to anyone.

In addition, all the dishes from Mushroom Tun have come down, and Chen Ping will bring back a lot of dishes every day. This dish tastes very good and is very popular in restaurants.

These are all the benefits brought to her by Mushroom Village. Chen Ping feels that the reason why her restaurant's business is not bad is also related to these.

In mid-September, the rain still didn't stop at all, and it fell every day.

"What's the matter with God? Why doesn't the rain stop, the dishes are all over, what does God want to do this year?"

After lunch, Aunt Feng Er looked outside and complained that such weather would affect them.

"Yeah, my mother called me and said that all the vegetables grown at home are dead, and there is hope in our village to sell vegetables to make money. This year is over, and I'm going to cry."

Li Fengmei also sighed, and so did her village.

"I also said to pick mushrooms this year, but it rained, and the mushrooms were gone. No one in our village has picked mushrooms. Fortunately, I work in our restaurant, otherwise there will be nothing to expect this year."

Aunt Wang also sighed.

Chen Ping also knew that many vegetable farmers cried this year. They lost money when their vegetables were not harvested, but Chen Ping couldn't do anything about it.

After all, it's going to rain, and no one can stop it.

Of course, this vegetable farmer is a pure farmer, not the kind who grows in a greenhouse.

Both Chen Wen and Qu Jing lived in the city, and they had no land at home, but it rained every day, they couldn't see the sun, and they felt uncomfortable.

　The cat raised by my niece likes to sleep on my computer desk every day, either on my mouse pad or on the keyboard, put its head under the monitor, take it away, and it jumps up again, making me have no place to put the mouse.Hold it, it doesn't do it, it just likes to lie on the table.

　　
　
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