"Honey can be harvested every month every year, and after that month, it can't be cut, so I must find some other way to make money." Liu Qingshan looked at several bosses and explained, "Although the time is indeed earlier now, as long as you are willing to put in the effort, you can still dig up bitter bamboo shoots." ”

"Can you really dig it?"

"You kid, don't join forces with Lao Guo to fool us. ”

"Yes, Lao Guo loves to fool people the most. ”

When Guo Hucheng heard this, he was very unconvinced and said: "What do you mean that I love to fool people, last time I told you that I wanted to give you a bottle of wild honey for each of you, did I send it in the end?"

"Hehe, last time, you said you were going to take us to the mountain villa to eat authentic, just down the mountain yam, but as a result, you ate artificially planted yam, you said you are not fooling. ”

Hearing the old guys mention this, Guo Hucheng was anxious: "You can't blame me that time, it was the boss of the villa who deceived me, what can I do?"

"Haha, fooling people is fooling people, don't make so many excuses. ”

"Do you believe it or not, you don't want this bitter bamboo shoot, I want it myself, Qingshan, you give me two hundred catties. Guo Hucheng said proudly.

As soon as he heard that Guo Hucheng actually asked for two hundred catties of bitter bamboo shoots, several old guys said that he was crazy.

"You're crazy, what are you doing with so many bitter bamboo shoots? Don't say you haven't it yet, but if you do, when are you going to eat it?"

"Yes, although bitter bamboo shoots are delicious, you can't eat them every day. ”

"Two hundred catties, you're feeding pigs. ”

"What do you know?" Guo Hucheng calculated, "During the festival, dozens of tables of guests, two catties of bamboo shoots on one table, it's not too much." For a festival like this, there are not many bitter bamboo shoots in a hundred catties. Two hundred catties of bitter bamboo shoots open the shell of bamboo shoots, at most more than 150 catties. If you can't eat the more than 100 catties during the festival, and then ask your relatives and friends who come to visit the New Year to bring some back, it will definitely make them happier than letting them bring other messy things back. ”

This calculation made several local tyrants also moved.

One said: "Qingshan, if you can really dig up bitter bamboo shoots, then give me the whole one hundred catties." ”

"I also want a hundred pounds. ”

"Damn, you all need so much? Can you finish eating? I also want a hundred pounds. ”

“......”

"Okay, okay. Liu Qingshan took out his mobile phone and said happily, "Otherwise, you can add me on WeChat, and then send me the number of bamboo shoots you want, so that I can't make mistakes." ”

"Okay. This made the local tyrants happy, "In this way, remember to share good things with us in time in the future, don't let Lao Guo get cheap." ”

"That's it, Qingshan, you don't know, last year Lao Guo got your wild honey, that proud, just like being an emperor, we want his honey to taste, and we have to work hard to please him, it's so annoying. ”

"Isn't it, Qingshan, if there are good things in the future, you must share them fairly, and you can't let Lao Guo be too proud. ”

"It's still in front of me, just say I hate it, not in front of me, what do you have to say about me. Guo Hucheng was angry and amused, "Also, where am I proud? I'm just hanging your appetite and letting you know that this wild honey is not easy to get, how can I be proud." ”

"Qingshan, listen, is this a human talk? It's the first time I've heard someone say that the appetite of a hanger is so fresh and refined. ”

"Yes, Qingshan, I've swept it, you pass it. ”

Several local tyrants scanned Liu Qingshan's QR code and added Liu Qingshan's WeChat.

Then, everyone sent the required pounds of bitter bamboo shoots to Liu Qingshan.

After Liu Qingshan passed through them one by one, he looked up at everyone and asked, "Well, now the yams in the mountains have also sprouted new seedlings, do you want yams?"

The crowd was horrified.

"You can still dig yams?"

"Oh, yes, Lao Guo told your story, you also sold yams before selling honey. ”

"Hey, hey. Liu Qingshan smiled embarrassedly, "I feel that I don't have any privacy in front of you, how do you know everything." ”

Everyone laughed and said, "You kid is not a big girl, what do you want privacy." ”

"How much can you dig for yams?"

Liu Qingshan thought about it and said uncertainly: "It shouldn't be a problem to dig dozens of catties a day." ”

The reason why I am not sure is mainly because last winter, too many people dug yams.

Of course, yams are certainly not so easy to dig up, but there are certainly fewer yams that can be dug than before.

"Then we don't decide, we can divide as much as you dig. Guo Hucheng said, "No one wants much, average score, so it's fair." ”

"This can be had, Qingshan, you just dig it, no matter how many you have, we want it. ”

"However, don't get tens of thousands of catties of artificially planted yams. ”

"Haha, don't worry, I, Liu Qingshan, guarantee with my life, I will definitely not do such a thing. Liu Qingshan patted his chest and said, "If I do this immoral thing......

"Okay, okay, don't say it. Guo Hucheng interrupted him, "We can trust you as a person, but you also said that if you don't dig it alone, then you have to take care of it, but don't let the people who help dig bamboo shoots and yams together take advantage of the loopholes." ”

It turned out to be worried about this.

Liu Qingshan patted his chest again and said ambitiously: "Mr. Guo, don't worry, I can see people's eyes, and the character of the people I found to help will definitely not be bad." ”

"That's okay, the bitter bamboo shoots will be dug according to the predetermined number of catties, and the yams will be as fate as they come, anyway, as long as they are authentic and wild, we will all want them." ”

"Okay. ”

After everyone agreed on the matter of bitter bamboo shoots and yams, they left separately.

Liu Qingshan also returned home.

Because there are not many bitter bamboo shoots in the bag, the local tyrants don't ask for it, so as not to quarrel over a few bitter bamboo shoots. Therefore, Liu Qingshan brought those bitter bamboo shoots back home.

In this way, tonight is destined to taste this delicious bitter bamboo shoot.

Although the taste of bitter bamboo shoots is bitter, it does not affect its taste and deliciousness, even the way it is cooked.

There are many ways to eat bitter bamboo shoots, and in the local area, the most popular is to stir-fry bitter bamboo shoots with winter solstice bacon.

The bacon cured on the day of the winter solstice is the best bacon of the year.

Just like the vegetable leaves picked on the day of Gu Yu are the best tea leaves of the year.

The bitter bamboo shoots dug up in early spring are naturally the best bitter bamboo shoots.

The best bacon with the best bitter bamboo shoots is like a talented man with a beautiful woman, which is a good match.

Wu Cuimei cut half of the bacon from the stove, boiled it in boiling water first, removed the soot and grease, then washed it with cold water and cut it into thin slices.

This bacon is really worthy of the smoked bacon of the winter solstice, not to mention three points of thin and seven points of fat, the crystal clear, oily appearance is even more like amber.

My mother is responsible for handling the bacon, and Liu Qingshan is responsible for handling the bitter bamboo shoots.