Chapter 925

Truth be told, the dried sweet potato is hard to gnaw, bite, and tear, but it's just so delicious!

Therefore, even though Yu Yan couldn't stop the saliva from flowing, she didn't give it up. Even someone as particular about her refined image as her couldn't resist, so the rest of them naturally ended up stuffed to a mess!

By the end, it was Until Wu Lan who got scared: "Stop eating, stop eating, you'll really make yourselves sick if you overeat!"

She hurriedly cleared the plates while calling out to Song Tan: "Tantan, hurry, take them for a stroll on the mountain, walk around a bit, we'll have lunch later!"

Song Tan nodded, also feeling it was very necessary, because Reporter Yu was wearing a form-fitting cashmere sweater, and her belly was already visibly protruding.

"Let's go!"

She nimbly put on her down jacket (although she wasn't afraid of the cold, there is a kind of clothing that mothers think you should wear): "Staying cooped up in the house all the time isn't good either; let me take you to breathe some fresh mountain air."

The group stood up and reluctantly followed her out the door.

Seeing Reporter Yu still wanted to take the microphone, Song Tan couldn't help but advise: "Don't take it. I've read your previous official account reports; you aren't the type to do serious, formal interviews anyway."

"Since that's the case, let's all relax, just film the scenery in the mountains, and the delicious food... that way, people will probably love to watch, and it also avoids blowing our reputation up too much, which might invite resentment from others..."

Cameraman:... You don't think farm work is hard now, you just think your job is also very hard.

"No problem," Yu Yan said casually: "Your dogs can also be on camera; they are all legally raised, and the certificates are all complete. Like the Xiao Wang mentioned earlier, his owner couldn't afford to keep him, so he left him for me to take care of, and there are even several retired service dogs at home!"

Just this simple sentence made Xie Zhu feel extremely touched! Look at her, a young girl who knows how to be considerate of others; so moving!

Yu Yan opened her mouth, deliberated for a moment, and then spoke cautiously: "Is it possible that we could drive up the mountain? Or ride a tricycle; if that really doesn't work, there's also a small scooter."

Fortunately, the tools of the trade weren't left behind; now, panting, they followed Song Tan's footsteps from the back mountain, slowly moving forward, unable to help but sigh:

Saliva surged in Song Tan's mouth. Really, at over 30 years old, she had never felt so greedy!

"Ah."

"Then Reporter Yu, you have to go back and ask your mother!"

"No. It has always been done by hired help; after all, you know, farm work is really hard."

She described it with a mischievous glint: "At noon, there's a dish of scallion-braised fish, especially, especially delicious! Also, don't you guys rarely get to eat the scorched rice crust from a farmhouse earthen stove? You should have tasted the rice porridge today, right! The crust made from that rice, whether wrapped in small pickles or dipped in fish soup, or even with the fermented bean curd made from our own soybeans..."

"Your ankle boots don't have heels, so you can run if you need to. If you're afraid you can't run fast, I can call our Xiao Wang to assist you."

But the more the other party said that, the more curious she became:

The cameraman on the side couldn't help but join the conversation:

"Also, your first pot of gold, where did the initial accumulation start?"

Yu Yan thought about it; at a price of 20 per jin, if one hadn't eaten the things from this place, it would indeed be easy to have a negative effect.

She now viewed the Old Song family as if they had a halo; at this moment, without a word, she put the microphone back. The assistant folded the lightweight reflector and carried it on his shoulder, then stuffed the microphone into his pocket, smiling when he saw her look over:

Yu Yan pointed to the back mountain on the other side:

They instantly felt envious:

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

The cameraman's spirit lifted, his eyes shining: "Where is it? Where is it?"

"Xiao Wang?"

Song Tan firmly denied being physically unfit, now curiously changing the subject: "Who is Xiao Wang?"

"If I had known your dishes were like this, I would have run around the mountain twice before coming."

"Xiao Wang is a Kangal dog, and he is the boss of all the dogs in our family. However, his temper is very good, and he is very obedient, it's just that his appearance is too scary. I heard you just gave birth to a baby, so I won't take you to see him; giving birth consumes too much of the mother's body, don't let him scare you, as mental stress can affect your physical health."

She asked earnestly, and Song Tan looked back at her:

Yu Yan laughed: "There will be opportunities; next year when the place is bigger, you are welcome to come and play again. But riding the tricycle today is also for your own good; walking and exercising might help with digestion."

The group stood on the hillside, turning to look at the white-walled, gray-tiled villa hidden behind the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.

Thus, the only one suffering on the scene was the cameraman carrying the camera.

"As for weeding and farming..."

She now hated that after weaning, to restore her figure, she only ate half a bowl of staple food per meal!

"I'm afraid there might be something that needs close-up filming later."

No one dislikes others praising their own things, and Yu Yan was no exception; she even made a suggestion quite earnestly:

Wow, this is even more excellent material!

She even looked regretfully at the ankle boots on her feet:

"No rush." After Yu Yan kept them in suspense, she remained very composed: "The dogs are probably all on the pasture by the river; there are many cattle and sheep there, and the smell is a bit strong. You guys just finished eating, so you should stroll around the mountain first—look! That factory building ahead is also ours; there are several production lines inside. Although the scale is small, they all meet the standards."

"Although the pastoral scenery is good, farm work is also hard! You guys have to walk so far just for weeding and farming every day..."

"If pastoral life is like this, I could also 'pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence'!"

Woo woo woo!

"Because those who can come to our fish pond to buy fish and are willing to spend so much money must have bought our vegetables first."

"I'm not afraid of dogs; I wanted to raise a dog when I was a kid. I once interviewed a boss who raised an Alaskan; if he didn't turn on the air conditioning in the summer, it would lie there and cry silently, which was especially interesting..."

From this distance, everything looked magnificent and exquisite, filled with the romance of a Jiangnan misty pastoral farmhouse...

"I'm curious, although the quality of your things is very good, it all requires time for word-of-mouth to ferment. How did you open up the situation so quickly in such a short time?"

"Your child is a cat, right? I filmed those cats of yours today. Now, the topic of cute pets and gourmet food is high; if the little brother isn't on camera, those cats should be fine, right?"

Song Tan became interested: "But I heard you only returned to your hometown at the beginning of this year. In just a few months, the villa was built, the factory was built, and the contracting of mountains and land is proceeding in full swing..."

"And our family's first pot of gold started from setting up a stall in the vegetable market to sell wild vegetables."