The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm

Chapter 450: The fake daughter quits the circle and f

Xu Yin shouted to him in the back seat at this time: "Sit tight!"

She accelerated again and galloped all the way to the top of the mountain. She braked a little, drifted around the big green pine, and then galloped all the way back to the foot of the mountain.

Huang Mao, who returned to the foot of the mountain a few seconds slower than her, laughed angrily, this girl is awesome! He was convinced of his defeat.

He shouted at her back: "Hey - I haven't told you your conditions yet!"

 “Stay away from my sister!”

   …”

grass!

 He was so angry that he threw away his helmet.

Feng Quan, who was in the back seat, quietly got off the motorcycle and moved to the side.

 Such a shameful thing, Brother Dali certainly doesn’t want others to know about it, right?

 …

Xu Yin kept riding all the way to the farmer's market, planning to bring some meat and vegetables home.

After stopping, she took off her helmet, shook her long hair, and asked Fu Hanjin with a smile: "How are you? Are you enjoying yourself?"

 Fu Hanjin: "..." Are you happy?

"good."

 If you ignore his slightly stiff arms.

 “Have you ever sat before?”

"Why don't you ask me if I can ride?" Fu Hanjin looked at her with a smile.

Xu Yin was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that he was an actor, and he had filmed many more movies and TV dramas than his original self. Maybe like the original person, filming requires a motorcycle license.

“Then it’s you who will drive it when we get back?” Xu Yin thought he wanted to ride.

Fu Hanjin clenched his fist to cover his lips and coughed lightly: "I can't."

   …”

Then you talked about loneliness.

Xu Yin rolled her eyes at him.

  A deep smile escaped from the raised corners of Fu Hanjin's lips, as gentle as the sound of a cello.

 He moved his wrist and saw that after she took off her helmet, some of her hair was messy. Without thinking, he raised his hand to smooth it down for her.

Xu Yin was startled and raised her eyes to look at him.

 “My hair is messed up.”

"oh."

 Somehow, she felt that he deliberately spoke so close to her with such a low magnetic voice, making her ears feel like she was getting pregnant.

   …”

 Xu Yin was shocked by the adjectives in her mind.

 Hold your head, lock the car, and pick up the basket.

 “How about you wait here?”

She looked into the vegetable market and saw that she arrived an hour later than expected. There were a lot of people in the vegetable market at this time.

Although the vegetable sellers are all older and the people buying vegetables are also local residents, what if they are recognized if they stay for a long time?

"fine."

"Okay, pull down the brim of your hat." Xu Yin took a step back, looked at him and reminded him.

Fu Hanjin adjusted his hat, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked slowly behind her.

 The two of them walked into the Qingshan Town Farmers Market one after the other.

 The woman has a slim figure and a beautiful face.

Even though the man is wearing a peaked cap with the brim covering his eyes and a mask covering most of his face, his height and temperament are there. Who would believe that he is not a handsome guy?

But no one made any guesses about movie stars. They just thought that the boy was handsome and the girl was pretty, so they were a perfect match.

At one of the vegetable stalls, the daughter of the vegetable seller forgot her key. When she came to the market after school, she asked her mother to get it. When she saw Xu Yin and the two of them, she held her cheek and shouted:

“Wow wow wow! Excellent! There are such handsome guys and beauties in our town? Mom, mom, are these two residents of our neighborhood too? Why haven’t I seen them before?”

Her mother was busy looking for money, so she had no time to pay attention to her, so she responded casually: "You don't come to the market every day, how could you have seen it all?" Her daughter curled her lips: "I don't think you are from the town. He looks like a star!"

While muttering, he took out his mobile phone and secretly took a profile photo of Xu Yin and the two of them, and sent it to his classmates:

[Children, I came to the market where my mother has a stall today and saw a pair of handsome guys and beauties. The guy was wearing a mask, as if he was afraid of being recognized. He couldn't be a celebrity, right? ]

At this point, I’ve probably been doing my homework, but no one has responded yet.

 She put away her cell phone politely, took the keys and went home.

Over there, Xu Yin went straight to the pork stall.

  It's been a long time since I've eaten meat. Not to mention the village chief's Xiao Huang, even she misses it very much.

 “Boss, do you still have the pork belly?”

"have!"

 The butcher stall owner took the last piece of pork belly and asked her how much she wanted.

 “I want them all.”

Xu Yin bought it all, and said to Fu Hanjin with a little bit of embarrassment:

“Don’t you want to try the braised pork I made? I’ll make you an authentic Hangzhou-style Dongpo Pork tonight. The extra stuffing will be used to make steamed dumplings and wontons for breakfast tomorrow.”

Fu Hanjin nodded and watched her interact with the butcher stall owner with a smile.

 In addition to pork belly, Xu Yin also bought a big stick bone and a pair of pig's trotters.

“I have a chicken rack left over from the last time I had chicken at home. I’ll make soup with the bones and cook wontons later. How do you want to eat the pig’s trotters? Stewed with soybeans or grilled?”

 “Anything is fine.”

 “Then let’s bake one and stew soybeans on the other!”

Xu Yin herself wanted to eat charcoal-grilled pig's trotters, but considering that Grandpa Xu's teeth were not very good, maybe pig's trotters and braised soybeans were more suitable for him, so he simply made both.

Actor Fu: I’ve been talking about it for a long time, but I don’t have any share in co-writing it?

 After buying the meat, we left the market.

 Her family basically has everything else.

Vegetables at her house are organic; the fish and shrimp caught in the stream are not as big as those farmed, but they are more delicious; not to mention chickens, ducks can also be purchased in the village.

It’s the wonton dumpling wrappers. The ones she kneads and roll out herself are thinner and tougher than those sold in the market.

 So every time she comes to the market, Xu Yin basically only buys red meat.

It’s a pity that the beef and mutton stall opposite is closed today.

“Next time. The yellow beef here is good. I’ll braise it for you next time.”

"Um."

Fu Hanjin responded, looked back at the closed beef stall, took out his cell phone and sent a message to his assistant.

 Ding Tao was a little confused when he received the message from his boss. Buy the best beef and mutton and send it to Boss Xu’s house in Qingzhu Village?

I was confused, but I still did it.

So, a few days later, Xu Yin received a huge box of cold chain express delivery.

 Took it apart and saw a solid box of sour beef and mutton, including leg meat, tendon meat, belly meat, ribs...all kinds of parts.

   …”

 Thought for a moment, then turned to look at Movie Emperor Fu: "Did you buy it?"

Fu Hanjin met her questioning eyes and nodded: "Didn't you say you want to marinate it?"

Xu Yin glanced at him twice and couldn't help but asked: "How come you didn't eat meat before?"

Look at his manner of carrying meat home, which is even better than hers. He is obviously more interested in meat dishes than vegetarian dishes.

 Fu Hanjin did not avoid this question: "I filmed a psychological drama in the first half of the year, and then I couldn't get over it. My body instinctively rejected meat and fish."

 No wonder…

Xu Yin felt relieved. No wonder she refused to touch meat dishes when she first came here.

He raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What about now? Are you still rejecting it? Didn't you deliberately hold back food a few times before?"

 If this is the case, she will have to reformulate his recipe.

 Fu Hanjin pondered for a moment: "That's not true."

The prerequisite is to get her home-cooked meat dishes.