Chapter 407 Fighting Tiger Heroes (Don't Raise This Book to Death)

"Xiaofeng, don't you send some winter bamboo shoots to Grandpa Zhou??" the eldest sister reminded.

"Hehe, Grandpa Zhou hasn't started the fire recently, he eats Grandpa Liu's food every day, where can he still eat his own food!"

Zhang Feng knew that Old Man Zhou had been partnering with Grandpa Liu's house recently, so there was no need to send him winter bamboo shoots alone, so Zhang Feng smiled and explained to the eldest sister.

"So that's the case!!" Hearing his brother's explanation, Zhang Qin suddenly understood, with a chef like Grandpa Liu, Old Man Zhou still uses it to cook by himself?

The reason why Zhou Lao came to settle in Moon Lake, in addition to the good scenery here, is also the factor of Grandpa Liu, the two old friends live together, and they have lived a good life.

Even the old man Wang in the provincial capital is envious, if it weren't for his wife's poor health, Wang Lao would definitely be very willing to move here, live in the same village with three or two friends, drink tea every day, walk the dog, how comfortable life is.

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Since the second sister Zhang Lin is also going home today, and the family is reunited again, Zhang Feng is going to cook a big table of delicious food to treat the two younger sisters who are on vacation.

Therefore, it is not enough to stir-fry meat with winter bamboo shoots, so Zhang Feng is preparing to make a stewed chicken with winter bamboo shoots, which is also an amazing delicacy, and I believe everyone will like it very much.

The winter bamboo shoots are already there, but there is still a shortage of local chickens, and the local chickens at home should be kept to lay eggs, so Zhang Feng wondered if he should go to the house of the mountain master to catch one.

Because he is old, he no longer goes into the mountains to beg for a living, and now he has a lot of free-range chickens at home, and these local chickens are free-range in their backyards, so they are also very popular with tourists.

"Is Master Running Mountain at home??"

"Yo! it's Xiaofeng, what's the matter with you?" "Running Mountain Master is sitting in the yard weaving chicken coops, although the craftsmanship is not very good, but the family is not so particular.

"I'll come and buy a local chicken......" Zhang Feng smiled slightly

"Hehe, then you sit down first, and I'll go and help you catch it!" Hearing Zhang Feng's words, the mountain master said with a smile.

With the increasing number of tourists in Moon Lake, the villagers' various businesses are also becoming more and more prosperous, and the local chickens of the running mountain master have also become one of the favorite specialties of tourists, and two or three can be sold almost every day.

100 yuan per local chicken, refuse to bargain, I have to say that the business of the mountain master is so capricious,

But their business is still the best, because the quality of the local chicken is good, not only never feed outside, but also the amount of activity, the taste of the local chicken is delicious, and the reputation has accumulated little by little.

Even a picky person like Zhang Feng came to the door to ask for it, because their local chickens are really free-range, and they are usually just fed with corn and vegetable leaves, and the quality is very pure.

The backyard of the house is a small forest, which can be said to be really blessed and a good place to raise chickens.

I saw the old man holding a net pocket tied to a bamboo pole, finding a male native chicken, and copied it in an instant, the native chicken suddenly panicked, and it was too late to escape, and the next moment it was netted into the net pocket.

"Master Ran Mountain is still so good!" Zhang Feng said in amazement.

"Hehe, what is this? If it had been two years earlier, I would have dared to enter the mountains with two dogs, and I had done it when I was young, but unfortunately now I am old!!" the old man shook his head, quite a feeling of heroic twilight.

"Have you ever killed a tiger?" Zhang Feng asked curiously.

"Of course, this can still lie to you, I still have a tiger bone at home!!" the old man said with a smug smile.

"Isn't the tiger a national protected animal?" Zhang Feng was very surprised, he didn't expect that the mountain master was so bold, if the public security knew, then he would not be allowed to sit in prison?

"What are you kid thinking?" glared at Zhang Feng, and after handing the local chicken to Zhang Feng, the old man slowly explained: "In a special era, tigers are pests, and they are things that everyone shouts and beats like mice. ”

"I don't know how many people fought tigers back then, and eventually became big tiger heroes, old man, I killed a tiger back then, so I got my daughter-in-law, otherwise I guess I have to fight a single man for a lifetime!!"

"It turns out that Grandma Runshan married you because of this!!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"She, she didn't know it when I was the big tiger hero, we didn't know each other at that time, because I killed the tiger, sold the tiger to the state, and got a reward of 1,000 yuan, which was a big amount at that time, because with this money, under the introduction of the matchmaker, she and I were able to do it. The runner shook his head, recalling the old things of the past.

"Can a tiger sell so much??" Zhang Feng didn't expect that the mountain master had been so arrogant, you must know that in that era, the salary of ordinary people was only one or twenty yuan, and this thousand yuan was equivalent to ten years of income compared to people, which is estimated to be about the same as several million now.

"Hehe, of course, you also know that our country is very poor, tiger skin and tiger bones are all good things for export, a complete tiger, to say the least, can be sold for thousands of dollars!"

"Xiaofeng, come in, I'll show you a good thing. The old man smiled and said to Zhang Feng with interest.

"What kind of good things???tiger bones??" Just now the old man seemed to have said that there are tiger bones at home, so Zhang Feng asked curiously.

"Look, this is the tiger bone wine I have been brewing for more than 30 years, and when I drink it every day, my whole body is comfortable, because with it, I don't have any of the rheumatism that others have. The old man said proudly.

"That's a good thing!!"

Seeing a large vat of tiger bones, Zhang Feng was envious, this thing can be met but not sought, it is said that on the black market, a bottle of two catties of tiger bone wine costs two or three thousand yuan, and there is no market.

"It's really a good thing, this tiger bone was found only when I ventured into the wolf's den............ "It turned out that more than 30 years ago, the old man went into the mountains to hunt alone, and somehow entered the wolf's den, but fortunately, the wolves went out at that time, and when the old man saw the tiger corpse, he found that he had entered the wolf's den.

It may be that this tiger is old, and in the end it was defeated by the wolves, and finally became the food in the mouths of the wild wolves, and the old man was also lucky, he was able to get out of the wolf's den with his whole body, and he also returned a piece of tiger bone.

"Xiao Feng, come and take a bite!" the old man gave Zhang Feng a small spoonful with a bamboo tube.

"Well, it's really good wine!!" As soon as the wine entered his throat, it exploded like a bomb, and his whole body was indescribably happy, as if he was burning on fire, and it was unstoppable.

"Hehe, this is the glutinous rice wine that Erniu's father burned back then, it has been soaked for so many years, and it tastes very mellow!" said that the mountain master had to send a bottle of tiger bone to Zhang Feng.

But Zhang Feng was embarrassed to ask for it, and finally refused, so he took it, but Zhang Feng finally secretly transferred 3,000 yuan to him.

Because the family often sells mountain goods, and people in the city rarely bring a large number of advanced, so the villagers also keep pace with the times, and every household has its own QR code.

The old man received the money, but he could only shake his head helplessly, and finally put it away.