From raw to cooked, after Bian Rui stroked the two songs, he raised his feet out of the space and began to walk around the yard, slowly thinking about which wall to tear down and replace it with floor-to-ceiling glass, and which wall to keep.

Most of China's ancient buildings are not load-bearing walls but columns, so no matter which wall is removed, it will not affect the structural strength of the house, so Bian Rui has many choices.

While looking at it, I was thinking about how to toss the old house according to my own heart, and when I was thinking about being happy, the voice of the fourth uncle came from outside the door.

"Xiao Rui, Xiao Rui is not there?"

"It's here, it's here!" Bian Rui immediately trotted up when he heard it.

The uncle and nephew happened to meet at the gate of the courtyard.

"So much!"

Bian Rui was very surprised when he saw the basket full of things.

The fourth uncle explained while putting down the back basket: "You go in the afternoon, I am naturally not in a hurry here, I dug more than three catties of bamboo shoots for you, all of them are the best bamboo shoots by the pool, the mushrooms are almost two catties, the morels were not found today, and the others are some small wild mushrooms, which are better than the fresh and tender water ......."

Bian Rui looked at these ingredients and was delighted.

If you want to make a good table, the first one must be good materials, no matter how good the ingredients are, the chef can't make a good dish, especially Bian Rui, who is ready to play high-end, with very little oil and seasoning, and wins with the taste of the ingredients themselves, it is the top priority for the quality of the ingredients.

Bian Rui's small restaurant will use all the ingredients produced in the village in the future, one is the source is assured, no matter what is planted in the village, pesticides will not be used, safety performance is guaranteed, and the second is the taste, whether it is rice noodles or vegetables produced in Bianjia Village, they are all first-class, not to mention these mountain treasures.

"Why are there two or three rabbits, this head is too small, it's not enough to fry a plate" Bian Rui saw a nest of three rabbits under the basket, which were not big and looked like they had just come out of the nest.

Originally, the size of the hare was not big, even if it was an adult, it was just a little longer than a human palm, less than two catties, and now these three rabbits are smaller, it seems that they have only opened their eyes for a short time, and when is it now, the rabbits are thin in the spring, not to mention one and three are estimated to be unable to make up a dish.

The fourth uncle listened and said: "How do you kid know how to eat, this rabbit is not for you, I gave it to Jing Yatou, the children in the city like to raise some small animals, just in the morning I took a look at the trap dug two days ago, and found that there were three little rabbits squatting inside."

"Can you still live in this thing at home?" Bian Rui tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Rabbits look cute, but they eat a lot of Dora, if they are kept at home, even if they are cleaned frequently, they are a smell, I don't know what others do, Bian Rui will never raise rabbits at home, unless they are ready to serve on the table.

The fourth uncle listened and said: "Jing Jing must like it, and besides, if you don't keep it in your house, what do you want to do so much?"

When Bian Rui heard this, he immediately felt that the fourth uncle was bad, if these three rabbits were raised in the family surnamed Zhao, what did it have to do with whether they stinked or not?

"That's right!" Bian Rui nodded.

After taking a rough look at the things in the basket, Bian Rui didn't have the ability to estimate the number, so he said to the fourth uncle: "You give a price."

"Don't want money"

"This really doesn't work, or my mother will go back and clean me up with a stick, and I'm also going to use it to make money, you give it to me at the market price, or I really don't dare to ask for it, I robbed you of a ginseng plant yesterday, and my mother almost killed me...... " Bian Ruixu said.

"Okay, okay, why are you a gentleman so verbose now" The fourth uncle thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not appropriate to really send it, yesterday a plant was exchanged for two bottles of wine, which was much more expensive than a ginseng on the market, and it was not a good intention to do it again, but to take advantage of others.

After thinking for a while, the fourth uncle opened his mouth and said, "That's it, you give sixty yuan."

Bian Rui looked at it and said: "This is more than that, so I'll give you a hundred, you listen to me first, I will want these mountain goods in the future, I will notify you when I want, usually in the afternoon, you pick more for me, you want to be good, don't have the same quality, what sheep fungus, monkey's head, bamboo sunflower or something top good mountain goods you also keep for me, if you can, don't sell them to the town, okay?"

The fourth uncle nodded heartily and said, "Okay, it's up to you."

The uncle and nephew were negotiating, and another person came in at the door.

"Uncle!" When the fourth uncle saw that it was Bian Rui's grandfather who came in, he immediately bent down and said hello.

Bian Rui also called grandpa here.

"Fourth boy, how is the harvest today?"

"It's okay, you see," Si Bo pulled the basket and pointed the direction of the basket mouth at his uncle.

"It's pretty good."

Seeing Bian Rui's grandfather holding a half-day-old lamb, the fourth uncle asked, "Uncle, what are you doing pulling a sheep?"

"Da Rui wants it, take it home and slaughter it later, he doesn't want the sheep to go into the water, you like to eat the sheep's heart, and I will send it to you later."

"Then thank you, uncle," the fourth uncle said happily.

"Grandpa, where did you throw your flock?" Bian Rui asked.

Bian Rui's grandfather stretched out his hand and pointed out: "Please ask your sixth grandfather to help me put it today, and I will come back to pack the sheep for you to take away in the afternoon."

The old man originally herded the sheep all over the mountain, usually the old brother three or four together, at noon with a little wine to drink a few cups, and then drive the sheep back in the evening. If someone's family has something to do, the other brothers will take a hand and put the sheep and their own sheep together.

"I've only been here for two days and I'm going to leave again, don't you mean I'll stay in the village in the future?"

Bian Rui said: "Tomorrow the doll will go to school, and there will be table guests, but I will definitely spend most of my time in the village in the future."

"The village is good, An Ansheng's life is not very good, there are too many people outside, and you have to think about it when you meet someone, like how good we are here, everyone knows the roots, who knows how many catties and two, the interpersonal relationship is also simple, and the life is naturally comfortable," the fourth uncle said.

The fourth uncle is also a person who has gone out, but he returned to the village after four or five years outside, because he doesn't like the outside environment, or he doesn't adapt to the outside life, some people in the community have lived in a courtyard for more than ten years, and they don't know each other, and the trust between people is also pitiful.

"I also think the village is full of good," Bian Rui replied with a smile.

"Okay, uncle, I'll go back" The fourth uncle saw that there was nothing to do, so he opened his mouth to say goodbye.

"By the way, how is your family's Seventeen now?" asked Bian Rui's grandfather.

The fourth uncle was stunned when he heard this: "Uncle, did he take your things too?"

"No, I just don't think this kid has been in the village for a few days," Bian Rui's grandfather said.

mentioned his youngest son, and the fourth uncle sighed: "This king and eight lambs, it's better to die outside."

"What are you talking about" Bian Rui's grandfather was a little unhappy.

"Uncle, don't you know that this bastard has sold the old window lates at home" The fourth uncle felt very gloomy on his face.

Bian Rui's grandfather disagreed: "It's just an object, if you sell it, you can sell it."

No matter how good the family style is, it will raise one or two unfilial sons, and Bian Rui's seventeenth cousin is the unfilial son in the eyes of the fourth uncle.

It's not that this person is bad, so bad that he kills people and sets fires, he has sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet, but Bian Rui's seventeenth brother, who has not been doing his job since he was a child, can't do anything, but he still dreams of making a fortune all day long.

People are not down-to-earth, but also boastful, outside and made a group of 'like-minded' friends, listening to the story of antiques to make a fortune and pick up leaks, all of a sudden into it, a few days ago followed the trend and made a little money, but in the past two years, what to play walnuts, play dzi what mess, ruthlessly lost a sum of money, almost even lost pants, just like this, I can't persuade it.

"Panes?"

The fourth uncle was ashamed: "The window of the main house of the ancestral hall."

Bian Rui understood as soon as he heard it, it turned out that the seventeenth brother demolished the window of the ancestral hall and sold it for money.

Bian Rui's family has an ancestral hall, which contains the ancestral tablet, and there are portraits of the ancestors in the main house.

Many young people now have no concept of ancestral halls, but in the past, ancestral halls far exceeded Western churches in the lives of Chinese, which can be said to be the center of gravity of Chinese family life and the heaviest thing in Chinese family feelings.

There is a saying that the most important thing in a country is war and sacrifice, which shows how important ancestor worship was in the lives of Chinese in the past.

The status of the ancestral hall is high, and the things inside are naturally good, such as the ancestral hall of the Bianjia family was built in the Ming Dynasty, and there was no big move after several repairs, many things are old objects, and now they have naturally become antiques. Although there are no things such as Yuan, Ming blue and white in it, it is not a mortal weapon.

First, according to the heart of the people, the things used by the ancestors must be taken out, otherwise how to show this filial piety, in the previous dynasty that ruled the world with filial piety, a person who was not filial would really die. What the Ming Dynasty can take is definitely worth some money now, so let's put it this way, there is no problem for a random thing on the stage to be sold for 10,000 yuan.

Now his own son actually stole the window flute of the ancestral hall to sell it for money? You can imagine the shame in the heart of the fourth uncle. Left in the old society, it is not an exaggeration to beat the seventeenth brother to death with a stick, not only is no one to be held accountable, but even the county master has to applaud when he hears it, shouting that it is better for this rebel to be killed.

But now the times are different, it is illegal to kill someone, and now no one will kill his son because of a window, but the fourth uncle hates in his heart, he gave birth to such a thing, which makes him, who has always paid attention to fame, feel a little unable to raise his head in the village.

"Just chase it back," Bian Rui said.

The fourth uncle said: "If you chase it, you have to find someone first."

Bian Rui was speechless.