Qin Fei carried 50 kilograms of rice and went back to ask his father to use a rice machine to make some.

Before the results were achieved, these hundreds of millions of jin of rice were really not dry and batched into the rice factory.

When he got home, Qin Fei put the 50 kilograms of rice on the ground.

Seeing the old man sweeping the floor, he told his dad: "Old man, wait a while and you beat the 50 kilograms of rice with a point-and-shoot rice machine. I am going to use the rice made from the beaten rice to make some rice porridge to drink. Let's see how the mouth of this No. 5 fragrant rice feels?"

Old Man Qin has only one son, and this son is very promising now, so Old Man Qin still obeys his son's words and obeys them completely.

After sweeping the floor, he helped his son pick up rice.

When the rice was released, Qin Fei came. He asked his father: "Old man, what do you think of this rice?"

Old Man Qin grabbed a handful of rice from the basket and smelled it, and a fragrance came to his nose.

The smell of rice alone has a jasmine fragrance, not only mixed with a lemon fragrance.

Qin Fei walked over from the inner room, squatted down, grabbed a handful of rice and placed it beside his mouth, smelled it with his nostrils, and a refreshing smell went straight into his nostrils and deep into his lungs.

After smelling this intoxicating fragrance, Qin Fei felt much more energetic.

After the old man put the rice into the air and fanned the bran, Qin Fei couldn't wait to scoop a bamboo tube to the pot and cook it, and then cooked it with a firewood stove.

A stream of heat began to emerge from the pot. After Qin Fei lifted the lid of the pot, the smell of lemon and jasmine in the entire kitchen began to spread, making people feel intoxicated.

After Qin Fei's mother smelled the fragrance, she walked in from outside and asked Qin Fei: "What kind of fragrance is this? It makes the whole yard full of fragrance, and it makes people feel like they are born in a world of flowers."

Qin Fei told his mother: "This is the newly developed Miaoba fragrant rice from our Miaoba. It has the functions of nourishing the skin, nourishing yin and nourishing the kidneys. The key point is that it has high nutritional value."

In the past, the rice cooked porridge was not delicious. The soup was soup, and water was water. Many people changed to eating pasta.

Now, the porridge cooked in this rice is not only full of fragrance, but also special drainage. After it is opened, it can be boiled on low heat for two minutes. It is really amazing.

After cooking and cooking, Qin Feixing started eating with the people at home.

The old man was the first to say: "This rice is many times better than the rice in the past. Who researched and invented it?"

Qin Fei told the old man: "It's Wang Minzhi's son Cai Xiaohong's team, and it is said that they all studied under Teacher Yuan."

The old man said oh, lowered his head and just started to eat and stopped talking.

The old man didn't say much. In the past, the mother was the head of the family, and the mother had the final say in everything.

Over time, the old man became less talkative and nagging. Every day he got up, he repeated the same things, such as cooking pots, working and washing clothes, and other things that women did. Over time, he got used to it.

At this time, my mother began to speak: "Qin Fei, how do you deal with hundreds of millions of kilograms of rice in this temple dam?"

He told his mother: "Now our family has eaten it. I will send some to the provincial capital another day to find the governor and the provincial party secretary, so that they can all come to taste the taste and taste."

Qin Fei's mother nodded and told Qin Fei: "This is a matter of hundreds of millions of kilograms of food, and we must be meticulous in this kind of issue that concerns food, and only then dare to take the next step when we dare to take the next step."
Chapter completed!