The crayfish shell in midsummer is a bit hard, not suitable for garlic, and the family doesn't like spicy food, so she decided to make thirteen spice flavors and cook it herself. The errand of dealing with crayfish was robbed by my mother to do it!

In the vegetable garden behind her home, she found a lot of spices.

This girl has been in J City for six years, and she has learned to cook, and the braised pork she cooks is a must! If it weren't for the fact that she was followed by guards with guns wherever she went, Lao Qiao really suspected that Ye Qiao had been a fire girl in Lao Ye's house for the past few years!

Looking at the girl who was frying shrimp in the kitchen, Lao Qiao sat in the yard, smoking a dry cigarette, his eyes full of relief.

At dinner, when a large pot of red-hot thirteen-spiced crayfish was served, the family was dumbfounded by the smell of the fragrance and garlic.

Seeing that the big guy was eating with relish, he praised again and again, because of the anti-inflammatory drugs, Lao Qiao couldn't eat it, and he didn't believe how delicious this crayfish could be, "What's so delicious about this thing, what kind of meat is there besides the shell?!" ”

"Dad, this is just a taste, the crayfish made by Qiao Qiao is so fragrant, it subverts my previous prejudice against crayfish!" Sister Qiao is also a foodie, and praised while eating.

Old Joe still looked disgusted, but the fragrance was really tempting.

The corners of Ye Qiao's mouth rose proudly, thinking to himself, don't look down on crayfish, ten years later, many people have made a fortune from it!

Ten years later, the river was seriously polluted, and the crayfish were almost extinct, so they all had to rely on artificial breeding!

Ye Qiao peeled the crayfish, and the speed was staggering! While peeling shrimp and eating shrimp, we discussed the livelihood of the family in the future.

"Sister, how did you do with the cool skin I taught you?" She plans to let her eldest sister set up a stall on the street to sell snacks, just cold skin and cold noodles, but they don't have them on the street yet.

In her previous life, the eldest sister was hard-working, guarding the fields, tired and tired and didn't earn a few dollars, and she was tired and sick, and her health was very poor when she was in her forties.

Her classmates who were doing business on the street were doing well.

"Jojo, I've done a good job! None of them are steamed now! However, your brother-in-law thinks that it is better for me to farm at home, what if this cool skin does not make money......" Sister Qiao hesitated.

"If you don't try, how do you know that you don't make money? Sister, how white she was before she got married, but now she is as tanned as a black loach, have you made money? "Her brother-in-law is an illiterate country man, conservative and stubborn.

Sister Qiao nodded, and her brother-in-law also relieved her mouth and asked her to try it first.

"Our land is not planted, next spring will be planted with ginkgo trees, Mom, you will manage the ginkgo in the future, Dad, don't drive a tractor, buy a tricycle to collect peanuts, I have brought you the capital." As for my brother, I'll have to see him before I make plans! Ye Qiao said seriously, she had done these ideological work with them a few days ago.

What she said was not nonsense, she learned the experience and lessons of her previous life, and she remembered that in her previous life, a county next door made a fortune by planting ginkgo trees! And the ginkgo biloba, which has medicinal value in these years, is very valuable, and they have to catch it. Live this opportunity. After a few years, when the fruit is no longer valuable, change to ginkgo landscape trees, which are more valuable.

"Don't believe what I'm saying! I consulted my cousin who works at the grassroots level of the Ye family, and he suggested it to me! Of course, what she said as a girl didn't carry weight, so she moved out of the so-called relatives.

"Dad, I think Qiaoqiao is quite reliable, this time, your leg is thanks to her! Thankfully, I didn't believe him small. My uncle's words, I heard that the clinic was closed, and many people had problems with acupuncture there! Qiao's mother said, and Old Qiao also nodded.

Ye Qiao smiled quietly with satisfaction.

In the middle of summer, it was dark late, after dinner, the sun had not completely set, she walked behind the house to digest, and saw the children playing from afar, and couldn't help but think of when she was a child, she and her friends were like this.

A whistle came from behind him, and Ye Qiao turned around.

Crouch. Groove, kill Matt!