"Bamboo fruit?" The prompt sound from the kitchen god space made Liu Mang stunned.

He knew about Zhumi, but this was the first time he had heard of this bamboo fruit.

"Xiaobao, do you know the bamboo fruit?" Liu Mang couldn't help but ask.

"You know, bamboo fruit is the fruit of bamboo after flowering, but compared to bamboo rice, bamboo fruit is more difficult to find, and out of a hundred bamboos that can produce bamboo rice, at most one will grow bamboo fruit. ”

"That's really rare. Liu Mang thought in his heart.

Bamboo generally has to bloom in 50-100 years, and it will only bear bamboo rice after flowering, known as the legend of the phoenix 'not the sycamore does not inhabit, and the bamboo does not eat'.

If you follow this ratio, bamboo fruit can indeed be regarded as a rare thing at the top, even rarer than those six or seven grades of old mountain ginseng.

Thinking of this, Liu Mang couldn't help but look at the old lady's bamboo basket.

"The boss, even if you take it, are home-grown pears and are worthless. Seeing that Liu Mang seemed to be interested, the old lady said happily.

"Huh? Liu Mang took the basket in the old lady's hand and carefully checked it.

"Grandma, this fruit is so strange, is it also grown at your home?" After looking for a while, Liu Mang picked out a green fruit from the basket and asked.

The round fruit is about the size of a pomegranate, and the skin is a hard shell that is the same color as a green pear.

"This?" The old lady was stunned, took the bamboo fruit in Liu Mang's hand and looked at it, and grabbed the little boy's ear: "It must be the wild fruit you threw in, what if someone doesn't know how to buy it and eats it and is poisoned?"

"Grandma, grandma. Liu Mang hurriedly dissuaded: "This fruit is not poisonous, it can be eaten." ”

"It's not poisonous? Hearing Liu Mang say this, the old lady's nervous face looked a little better.

"Tell uncle, where did you find this fruit?" Liu Mang squatted down and asked with a pleasant face.

"It's in the bamboo forest behind the mountain. The little boy sniffled.

"A lot?"

"Not much, only five or six. The little boy held out a slap.

"What about the other fruits?"

"I've thrown everything else around. The boy replied.

"Thrown away?" Liu Mang had a sad expression on his face.

"Boss, this fruit ......"

"Oh, it's called bamboo fruit, and it's a rare ingredient. Liu Mang replied.

"Can I eat it? I smashed one open, and it was fragrant inside, but it tasted bitter. ”

"It's not tasty to eat raw, it has to be processed. Liu Mang paused, took out two large bills from the drawer of the bar, and stuffed them into the old lady's hand: "Grandma, sell me this bamboo fruit." ”

"You can't help it, you can take it if you like, what kind of money do you want? The old lady excused herself.

"Grandma, you can take it, this bamboo fruit is just an ordinary fruit for others, but it is very important to me, and I don't want to give it less. ”

"This ......" The old lady pinched the money and couldn't help but knock on the little boy's head: "Look at it...... So much money was thrown away by you. ”

"Grandma, where do you live? I'll see if I can find some more. ”

"Yes, I'm just looking for it, and I'm sure I'll find it if I look carefully. The little boy rubbed his head and replied.

"Okay. The old lady carefully put the money in her pocket: "It's just a little far." ”

"It's okay, I'll call a car. ”

Next, Liu Mang went to the street to stop a rental car, negotiated the price, and then returned to the store, closed the storefront, and rushed to his house with the old lady and the little boy.

The place where the old lady lived was a small mountain village, forty or fifty kilometers away from Fengcheng.

"Grandma, how did you usually come to Fengcheng?" Sitting in the car, Liu Mang asked.

"Take the bus, we have a bus to the provincial capital in the morning. ”

"Do you come every day?"

"Yes, the doll is about to start school, so I have to save some money for him. The old lady said happily.

"That's so hard. ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard. ”

The taxi drove for about an hour and came to the place where the old lady and the boy lived.

"Uncle, come with me. As soon as he got home, the little boy couldn't wait to pull Liu Mang and run up the back mountain.

"Is that all?" Liu Mang was a little surprised, there was indeed a bamboo forest in the back mountain, but the bamboo forest did not show signs of large-scale flowering, but grew lush, and when the wind blew, there were bursts of green waves.

"Take your uncle to the place where he last found the fruit. Liu Mang thought for a moment and said.

"Okay. The little boy nodded and walked towards the bamboo forest with Liu Mang.

Coming to the depths of the bamboo forest, the little boy walked up to a bamboo.

This bamboo is different from the surrounding bamboos in that its branches are pale yellow, and on top of the branches, there are small purple flowers.

Liu Mang hurriedly looked for this bamboo, but he was very disappointed, there was no bamboo fruit.

"Wouldn't you?

Just when Liu Mang was depressed, Xiaobao's voice sounded in his head.

"Master, look at what's under the bamboo. ”

"Under the bamboo?" When Liu Mang heard this, he hurriedly squatted down and used his hand to remove the bamboo leaves that had fallen under the bamboo roots, and was taken aback.

The soil underneath the bamboo leaves is very soft, and on this soft soil, there are countless ants crawling in and out.

These ants are larger than usual, ivory yellow in color, and very peculiar.

"I understand why this bamboo grows bamboo fruit. Liu Mang recalled the record on "Food Treasures", and suddenly realized it.

This kind of ant is not an ordinary ant, it is called Zhudan ant, which only lives in the bamboo forest with a good environment, and is a very valuable medicinal material.

After they are dried and ground into powder, they have the miraculous effect of tonifying the kidneys and strengthening the body, nourishing yin and strengthening yang, and filling the essence and strengthening the marrow.

At the same time, bamboo ants are also a rare ingredient, and the larvae they hatch, called bamboo ant eggs, are the only treasures of the Dai family's hospitality.

These ants feed on the bamboo whiskers that grow at the root of the bamboo, and when they have eaten the whiskers under one bamboo, they migrate to another. It must be because of their gnawing that the bamboo feels the crisis, blooms in advance to save its life, and grows bamboo fruits.

"This nest of bamboo ants must have stayed in more than one place, and if you look carefully, you will definitely find other bamboos that have been eaten, and maybe there are bamboo fruits among them. As soon as he thought of this, Liu Mang immediately became excited again.

Knowing the origin of bamboo fruit, it is easy to do. Because the "Food Treasure Record" records in detail how to find the bamboo ant.

Liu Mang climbed a bamboo and carefully observed the situation of the surrounding bamboo forest.

"Well, this bamboo forest has hundreds of acres, which seems to be very large, but in fact, bamboo ants only like to live in the highlands with little rain and back. Those two mountains are the only ones that qualify. ”

Liu Mang jumped off the bamboo and rubbed the little boy's skull: "Little friend, you go back first, grandma will be worried." ”

"Uncle, don't you need me to lead the way?"

"No, I'll do it alone. ”

"Oh well. The boy nodded, turned and went back.

Liu Mang tightened his shoelaces and climbed up the mountain alone.