Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Du Hang's explanation is easy to understand. He is surprisingly talented as a teacher. After the obscure knowledge points in the textbook are adapted from his language, they immediately become very easy to understand.The knowledge in elementary school textbooks is not difficult at first, and Fang Yan quickly figured out a lot of knowledge points that he didn't usually understand.

One morning passed, their progress was rapid, and they quickly finished the first third of the content.

Du Hang was very satisfied with his student: "Are you obviously smart? Why do you fail every exam?"

Fang Yan glanced at him sadly, clutching his little heart that was stabbed in the painful spot, feeling very sad.

The cake and orange juice on the table were all eaten by the two of them unknowingly. Du Hang got down from the children’s chair, picked up the tray, and walked out: “I’ll get some more drinks, and you’ll see what I told you just now. For the topic of that chapter, try to do the following exercises. I will check it when I come back."

"it is good."

Fang Yan immediately picked up his pen and thought.

Only when he had just written the first step, Du Hang poked his head in again and said, "My mother said that we can eat."

"But I haven't finished it yet."

"It's okay. It's the same when we write after dinner." Du Hang said, ran in and pulled him out.

Fang Yanming couldn't help him, so he could only hurriedly write down the inspiration that appeared just now, and was quickly pulled out by Du Hang.

Outside, Mama Du had cooked several dishes with the vegetables he had brought. They were all delicious, and they seemed to make people move their index fingers.Du Hang jumped onto the chair first. He took an exaggerated breath and said, "Mom, I think the dishes you made today look delicious! They are even better than before!"

Mother Du laughed: "You haven't even tasted it, how do you know that it tastes better than before?"

Du Hang scratched his head: "But that's what I think. Look, from the outside, it looks much better than before."

Mother Du couldn't help laughing.

"It's also thanks to the vegetables your classmates brought." Mama Du turned her head and looked at Fang Yan: "Your name is Fang Yan? The vegetables you brought are of very good quality. I have never seen them so fresh. Where did you buy your vegetables? I will go there to buy vegetables next time."

Fang Yan replied, "I just picked it from the yard before I went out today." Actually, it was picked from the space.

"Pick it in the yard?"

"Yeah." Fang Yan replied solemnly: "My family grows a lot of vegetables."

"Grow a lot of vegetables?" Mama Du wondered: "Then what do your parents do?"

Fang Yan thought for a while, but didn't know how to describe it.In fact, he didn't know what kind of business the Fang family operated. It seemed that everything was involved. It would be too strange if they all exploded one by one.Fang Yan thought about it and said, "They all make money."

Mother Du: "..."

"Oh, did you say these vegetables?" Fang Yan finally remembered: "I grow these by myself. I sell vegetables."

He opened a fresh food store, as well as a vegetable and fruit garden. In short, it can be said that he sells vegetables.

"Selling vegetables?" Mother Du was even more confused: "You sell vegetables?"

"Yes." Fang Yan nodded and said with a little pride: "I have sold a lot. At the beginning, I was selling vegetables at a stall. Many grandparents would take care of my business. Later, I sold more. The more, I have opened a shop!"

When it comes to his career, Fang Yan is very proud.

It can be heard in Mother Du’s ears that his parents were small vendors selling vegetables and doing business. Now they have finally grown from a small vendor to now have their own appearance. As for Fang Yan, he followed his parents since childhood. Beside, help sell vegetables together.

Mother Du’s maternal love suddenly overflowed, and her chopsticks kept filling Fang Yan’s bowl with vegetables: "Come on, eat more."

Fang Yan holding the bowl obediently thanked him, "Thank you, Auntie."

Mother Du responded, feeling very happy.She glanced at her son again, saw him burying her head and picking up the rice, almost missing her face, and then suddenly stopped: "Du Hang, you eat slowly, no one will snatch you, be careful to choke."

Du Hang finally raised his head, but even if Mama Du stopped him, he still had a look of dissatisfaction, his mouth remained unstoppable, and his hands quickly put vegetables on the plate, and he said vaguely: "Mom, the food you cooked today is so delicious."

Mother Du laughed: "Why don't you usually like to eat my cooking so much?"

"Today is different. Today's is very delicious. Mom, did you go where to learn art from your teacher?" Du Hang quickly picked up an eggplant and put it in his mouth, saying: "Even eggplants are made very well. good to eat."

"Eggplant...Huh?" Mother Du reacted, "Don't you never eat eggplant?"

"I don't know either." Du Hang scratched his head and said, "I used to think it was not delicious, but today I think he is delicious. It is the best thing I have ever eaten."

This is weird.Mama Du was puzzled and took an eggplant and put it in her mouth. Her son had never liked eggplant before, and eggplant skin was what she didn't love. Not only did she take the initiative to stretch chopsticks toward the eggplant, but he didn't even have eggplant skin. Left.She hasn't changed her practice, why did her son suddenly like to eat eggplant today?

But when Mother Du really put the eggplant in her mouth, she couldn't help but stare.

The eggplant in her mouth is very delicious, beyond her knowledge of her own cooking skills. She knows how much her own cooking skills are. She knows very well, at best, it can only be regarded as a home-cooked dish that is not unpalatable. See today , But inexplicably raised to the level of a hotel chef.

Mother Du had doubts in her heart, and couldn't believe that her cooking skills had suddenly improved. She picked up other dishes and tasted them. They were all equally delicious.

How is this going!

"Mom, if you cook so delicious every day, then I won't be picky eaters anymore." Du Hang put down his chopsticks and said unfailingly, "Is it because Fang Yan is here today, that's why you made a special chef. Art?"

Fang Yan?

right!If anything is different today, isn't it because of the ingredients you brought!

She usually buys the vegetables in the supermarket outside the community. Although they look good on the outside, I can’t tell how long they have been left. They are certainly not as fresh as the ones just picked.What's more, based on Mama Du's many years of experience, this ingredient is more than just fresh.

She put down her chopsticks and looked up at Fang Yan: "Student Fang, what is the name of your vegetable shop?"