Chapter 8

After struggling for a long time, Song Yao and Song's father were surprised to find that the basin of honey was full.

A full basin of honey brought great satisfaction to the father and son, and they counted happily together.

Song Yao was calculating how long the honey would last for the family. As he was counting, he saw Song's father muttering and counting, and asked curiously: "Dad, what are you calculating?"

Song's father looked around first, making sure that Grandma Song was busy cooking and didn't notice him, and then whispered to Song Yao: "I'm calculating how much these can be sold for. Look, one pound of honey is two yuan. We made so much honey, how much money will it cost."

He put his voice very softly, for fear that Grandma Song would hear it.

Before the country was liberalized and people could do business freely everywhere, Song's father wanted to do it, but at that time, he was pressed back by Grandma Song before he had time to do anything.

The reason was very simple. She felt that Song's father was so unreliable even in farming, and he would be a failure if he went out.

Not to mention Grandpa Song, he basically followed Grandma Song, and the old couple rarely disagreed, at least not in Song's father's memory.

So if he wanted to sell the honey for money, he could only think about it in his heart and tell his son.

Song Yao was still young and had never bought anything in person. He was not very interested in money. He just nodded and didn't take it to heart, and then continued to calculate his own.

Although he was busy for two days and three days when he was studying, he was smart and calculated faster than Song's father.

This is very remarkable. You know, every time the family bought something, Song's father was sent to do it, which led to his rich experience in accounting. He has always been the fastest and best in the family.

However, Song Yao didn't realize this at all. He happily waited for Song's father to finish the calculation, and asked him expectantly: "Are we going to make honey?"

Song's father was in a state of excitement after he got a number. He nodded without thinking after hearing his son's words: "Make it! Of course!"

Song Yao cheered and turned around to get the honeycomb.

Because they had just finished the account, the father and son had the same excitement on their faces. After they took the tools and the beehive and realized that they had nothing to collect the honey, they both became confused again.

They just remembered that there seemed to be only one basin at home.

Grandma Song, who had already prepared the meal, put the meal on the table. Seeing the two standing there in a daze, she glanced at them and thought: You are dumbfounded.

Grandpa Song came back in time. Seeing him dragging a thick bamboo that was big enough to make several bamboo buckets, Song Yao exclaimed and went to meet him.

"Grandpa, how did you know we just wanted a bamboo bucket!"

Grandpa Song was proud that his grandson was close to him, but he was very reserved: "Your dad is too young."

Dad Song didn't think it was a big deal, and he came up to help with the honey, laughing and saying: "Yes, yes, yes, I said I'm not as steady as you, dad, and I have to learn from you in the future. Such a thick bamboo, it seems that we can get all the honey out before dark today."

Grandpa Song: ...

In fact, he wanted to make bamboo buckets tomorrow. It's so late today, shouldn't he have a meal and rest?

Although he wanted to rest, in order to maintain his image of being hardworking and reliable, Grandpa Song still went to make bamboo buckets after dinner.

The family worked together and separated all the honey before dark, a total of four small buckets of honey.

Looking at the four bamboo tubes filled with honey, the four people showed a satisfied look on their faces.

This thing can replace sugar. Rounding it off, this is four buckets of sugar.

Song Yao was the most excited: "From now on, our whole family can drink honey water!"

He still hadn't forgotten what he saw last time, that drinking honey water is good for the elderly.

Song's father waved his hand and said generously: "Drink it! Drink it every day from now on!"

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song rarely refused. In their opinion, honey was free and there was so much of it, so they didn't have to be so frugal.

Besides, this thing was sweet and really delicious.

So the family who all loved sweets reached a consensus happily.

After returning to the house, Grandpa Song whispered to Grandma Song: "If I had known that this honey was so sweet, I should have gotten it for you when I was young. You loved sweet food when you were young. You would break off a sweet potato stick when you saw it on the roadside to taste it..."

Grandma Song had already had a vague premonition of something at this moment, but before she could stop him, Grandpa Song continued to chatter:

"Do you remember that the year before last, you accidentally fell on the ground and cut your face while trying to break off a sweet potato stick from the rice field. When you came back and asked about it, you lied to him and said that you fell because you were old and couldn't see the road clearly when it was dark. Since then, every time you didn't go home when it was almost dark, the youngest had to pick you up. Hahahahaha, he still doesn't know that you did it for the sweet potato stick...hahahaha...hiccup!"

Laughing, Grandpa Song found that Grandma Song was silently watching him. He was so scared that he hiccuped and dared not laugh anymore.

Song Yao, who was lying on the bed in the next room, always felt that he vaguely heard his grandfather begging for mercy, but he thought he had heard it wrongly. His grandfather was the most majestic person in the family, so how could he beg for mercy?

He thought it was right that people would want more only after they had enough food and clothing, because once he found out that there was so much honey at home, Song Yao was no longer satisfied with just honey water.

He was looking through the [Honey Branch] of the [Recipe Channel] in the learning system.

Although he couldn't see what was written in it if he didn't buy it, he could see the names to satisfy his curiosity.

What about honey spare ribs, honey chicken wings, honey fried dough sticks, and honey winter melon balls? The children who had never seen the world kept swallowing their saliva.

And perhaps to attract people to buy, these dishes were followed by labels.

What about [tonifying the body], [nourishing], [tonifying blood], [tonifying qi], almost every dish seemed to be very useful, and Song Yao was dazzled by it, and wanted to buy them all at once.

005 saw that he was really eager, and reminded: [Host, the recipes are grouped in interest and hobbies, and there is no purchase ladder limit. If the host wants, he can buy it as long as the learning degree is sufficient. ]

Song Yao's eyes lit up: [Can I buy them all? ]

005: [You can buy them if the learning degree is sufficient. 】

Song Yao was no longer sleepy.

He thought that these recipes were like watches, and that you had to learn a certain level before you could buy them.

Suddenly finding out that you could buy as much as you wanted, the child happily began to look through them, and then sadly discovered that even if there was no level limit, with his current learning level, there were only a few that he could afford.

Song Yao: ... I suddenly regretted not studying hard last year to save up learning levels.

Teacher He was right, learning is really important.

He could only look for the cheapest recipes one by one, and cheap alone was useless, he had to find the kind that was easy to make as soon as the name sounded, such as honey chicken wings. Although Song Yao yearned for it, he also knew that it was unrealistic to want to eat chicken now that there was no festival.

If the power to kill chickens was in the hands of grandpa and dad, it would be possible.

But the whole family was arranged by grandma, naturally including the five chickens.

Unless the chickens at home accidentally had an accident, died or were injured and couldn't eat and lost meat, otherwise she would not agree to kill chickens and eat chicken.

Song Yao regretfully moved this dish to the "buy it before Chinese New Year" section in his heart, and finally when he focused on the effect behind a dish, he suddenly became alert.

However, he still lacked three learning points. The child thought about it, got up quietly, and started writing on the bed. It took about half an hour to earn the three points.

As soon as the learning point was enough, Song Yao immediately said: [005, buy it! ]

005 was unconsciously inspired by him and said happily: [I have purchased the recipe "Honey Egg Custard"]

Everyone and Tong were very excited, as if Song Yao bought not a dish, but a city.

After getting the recipe, Song Yao couldn't wait to open it and read it first. The method was unexpectedly simple.

But he didn't feel that he had lost money at all, because no matter how simple the method was, he couldn't think of doing it before seeing the recipe. If it wasn't for 005, he didn't even know that there was such a thing as honey. He felt super lucky to be able to buy these recipes by learning.

Of course, it would be better if it was cheaper.

The next day, Song Yao got up early and went to pester Grandma Song.

After hearing him say that he saw the recipe in a book, Grandma Song hesitated for a moment and then did what Song Yao said.

Ever since Song Yao made the insecticide according to the method in the book, she has been very convinced of the book.

Anyway, the ingredients are only eggs and honey. The family originally gave Song Yao an egg every day, and there was so much honey. Grandma Song thought that these two things were good to eat separately, and they would not go bad if they were put together.

Song Yao only told her the recipe once and she understood it. When Song Yao came back from feeding his baby chicken, a bowl of steaming, tender and smooth honey egg custard was already prepared and placed on the table.

Grandma Song has been a chef since she was a girl. She has been cooking for decades now. Even though she has always cooked with less oil and salt, her cooking skills are definitely not bad. Although it was her first time to steam eggs, she still controlled the heat very well.

But it was her first time to cook this kind of dish. No matter how confident she was in her cooking skills, she was still a little nervous.

If it tasted bad, it would be a waste of several spoonfuls of honey and an egg.

Seeing her grandson coming back, she waved her hand: "Come, the honey egg custard you asked for is ready, come and try it."

Song Yao ran forward in surprise, and under the slightly nervous gaze of Grandma Song, she scooped a piece with a small spoon. As soon as she put it in her mouth, she couldn't help showing a satisfied look on her face.

"It's delicious!"

The expression on Grandma Song's face relaxed instantly, and she smiled and said: "If it's delicious, eat it all. If you think it's delicious, grandma will make you a bowl every day in the future."

Eggs are good things, and honey is also good things. Since her grandson likes it, she thinks she should make more for him.

Song Yao scooped a spoonful and tiptoed to her grandmother's mouth: "Grandma, try it, is it delicious?"

Grandma Song took a bite and her eyes lit up: "Delicious."

She actually made such delicious things, worthy of her.

Seeing that Grandma Song liked it, Song Yao said, "Then you should make a bowl of it every day. It's good for the stomach."

"I read in a book that honey egg custard can nourish the stomach. It's good for people with bad stomachs. Grandma, don't you always have stomachaches? In the future, if you eat a bowl of this every day, you won't have stomachaches."

Grandma Song looked at her grandson with a serious face, and her heart was so soft: "Did you find this recipe specifically for grandma?"

Song Yao thought about it and felt that it was not special: "I just saw it and thought it could be used for you, not looking for it specifically."

Grandma Song was still very warm-hearted.

An eight-year-old child can think about these things, which means that she is very concerned about her.

She rubbed Song Yao's head lovingly: "You are really a good boy of grandma."

Song Yao was very happy to be praised: "Grandma, don't worry, I can not only find a way to nourish your stomach, but I will also find a way to nourish your eyes in the future!"

Grandma Song, who was just touched for a few seconds: ... This is not necessary.