"The fins in this pigeon-wrapped fin are not the fish bones you imagine, but a very rare ingredient. It's so expensive!"

"Ah? Still a good thing?" Mrs. Tan also stopped scolding Xu Qiaohong, temporarily closed her mouth, and came closer to Yang Huamei to take a look.

"Pigeons are a very good thing. We farmers all say that one pigeon can carry nine chickens!" said Tan.

"This pigeon looks quite small. Come on, look at what those wings look like!"

Yang Huamei was also very happy. She immediately used chopsticks to poke two holes in the belly of the stewed pigeon, which was very soft but very bloated.

Then a few more gentle rotations will make the two small holes merge into a larger hole, and the soup in the pigeon's belly will seep out continuously.

Yang Huamei then used chopsticks to open the pigeon's belly wider, then took out a chopstick of crystal-clear vermicelli and sent it to Mr. Tan.

"Mom, have a taste."

Tan stared at the fan that was brought to his mouth and frowned: "Isn't this a sweet potato fan?"

Yang Huamei smiled and shook her head, "Mom, these are shark fins! They are so expensive!"

"Ah? How expensive is it?" asked Tan.

She has lived for more than seventy years, and this was the first time she saw sweet potato vermicelli called shark fin.

Yang Huamei pursed her lips and smiled, "Qiaohong, come and tell your grandma."

Xu Qiaohong smiled and raised two white fingers to gesture towards Mrs. Tan.

"Let's put it this way, a handful of shark fins buy half an acre of sweet potato vermicelli!"

"What? Are you talking nonsense?" Tan was so shocked that her only eyeball almost fell to the ground.

It also frightened Xu Qiaohong, who did not dare to speak.

Mrs. Tan was about to speak again, but something slippery was stuffed into her mouth.

She subconsciously wanted to vomit, but Yang Huamei also stopped her.

"Mom, sweet potato fans from half an acre of land!"

Mr. Tan was stunned, then closed his mouth, chewed carefully, and then swallowed hard.

There was a little bit of scum on the corner of her mouth. The old lady raised her hand and stuck that scum into her hand, and then licked it with her tongue.

In short, I don’t dare to waste any of it!

This move, in Yang Huamei's eyes, made her happy.

"Mom, there's no need to be so exaggerated!"

Mrs. Tan glared at Yang Huamei: "You unlucky kid, why are you giving me such expensive food? Hurry up and eat it by yourself!"

Yang Huamei smiled, "There's still more in the bowl!"

Mrs. Tan came over and took another look, "How many acres of land are there for sweet potato fans?"

Yang Huamei really laughed out loud this time.

Xu Qiaohong also covered her mouth and snickered.

Mrs. Tan sat back and urged Yang Huamei: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, don't waste the good food!"

Yang Huamei nodded and lowered her head to eat this time.

Mr. Tan sat there, smacking his lips, as if he was savoring the taste of the shark fin he had taken before.

"It tastes just like sweet potato vermicelli when chewed, but it does have a bit of a fishy smell."

"By the way, can this thing really be a great supplement?"

"Well, logically speaking, it shouldn't be wrong. After all, you get what you pay for!"

Just like that, Yang Huamei sat on the bed eating pigeon wings, while Tan sat aside and asked himself questions.

Xu Qiaohong brought the food to Mrs. Tan: "Granny, you can eat it while it's hot."

Ms. Tan raised her head and glanced at Xu Qiaohong, "How much does it cost to buy so many shark fins? The money your mother-in-law gave you is enough to buy this?"

Xu Qiaohong smiled coquettishly: "Granny, what I said before was a bit exaggerated. In fact, it is not that expensive, and the portion for us is not too much. We are usually reluctant to eat it. This is the second time to replenish my mother's health."

"Is this thing really useful for replenishing the body?" Tan pressed on this point and asked again.

Xu Qiaohong nodded: "Of course, ginseng, bird's nest, shark's fin, etc. are all recognized delicacies by the rich and powerful. Many ladies and ladies in the city like to eat these for nourishment in autumn and winter."

"Hey, does it mean that if the rich ladies in the city are fashionable, they must be good? I don't believe it!" Mrs. Tan curled her lips and gave Xu Qiaohong a white look.

"We, the villagers, raise their food at home, dig it in the soil, and rely on mountains and water to eat. We can eat with peace of mind!"

"If you eat fish, you have to eat fish meat. What are you doing eating these ghost things? The poor are tossing, the rich are rare, and I won't follow the trend!"

Tan's words immediately shocked Xu Qiaohong so much that she didn't know what to say.

"Mom, you and Ga Po eat first while I go to the kitchen next door."

In the end, Xu Qiaohong could only find an excuse and sneak out of the ward.

In the ward, Yang Huamei also temporarily stopped holding the chopsticks in her hand and said to Mrs. Tan, "Mom, can you please look out for my sake and stop scolding Qiaohong at every turn?"

Tan muttered: "I didn't scold her. If I scolded her, what would it look like?"

Yang Huamei shook her head: "Mom, please don't argue with me like this. This girl, Qiaohong, is really good. You have seen it too. It's not bad for you to serve me by my side."
Chapter completed!