Out of the village committee, Wen Xu was about to go home, remembering that there were stupid foreigners next to the store, and I didn't know if I had gone, so I walked over to take a look, and when I arrived at the place, I saw that the stupid foreigner had woken up, and now he was holding a bowl of instant noodles, eating sweaty, and there were rice noodle cups, ginger teacups, and about rice noodles next to them. The whole www.biquge.info is the shape of a rice bucket.

A little farther away, it sounds like scum eating porridge and making a sound, and the sound of sucking and sucking is endless, breaking Wen Xu's consistent understanding that foreigners eat without making a sound, and now Wen Xu understands that the reason why he doesn't make a sound is because these stupid foreigners are not hungry!

Suck yo-yo!

The sound of the foreigner sitting on the threshold eating noodles can be louder than the sound of the rain outside, which shows that this couple has indeed been hungry for too long.

"You've been staying in the woods until now?" Wen Xu asked curiously, looking at the servants.

"Yes, we have been a little disoriented since the third day in the forest, when we were photographing Chinese cranes, Jenny suddenly spotted a sub-adult tiger......" The foreigner on the far left, put down the bucket in his hand, and said to Wen Xu.

Hearing him say this, Wen Xu understood, it turned out that this foreigner found a tiger cub, and then as a wildlife photographer, where would the foreigner let go of this opportunity, and immediately followed to shoot, I didn't expect to follow the traces of the tiger to chase, the tiger did not chase, chased himself away, the couple didn't know which direction to come out of, just kept touching and touching, lost luck, met an old hunter who entered the mountain, and then under the guidance of the old hunter, this was out of the forest, if not so, it is estimated that the end of this couple is to bury the bones of the old forest。

So far, Wen Xu has not seen a South China tiger, but he knows that a batch of them have been stocked in Linxing, but he has never caught the opportunity to see them, and he didn't expect to be robbed of the opportunity by these foreigners.

"Thank you for the food!" said the foreigner, and drank the soup in the instant noodle bucket dry.

Wen Xu asked casually: "What about the old hunter who came out with you, didn't he come with you?"

"I think he should have gone to find the dragon"

"What?"

"COWARDLY, COWARDLY!" THE FOREIGNER FELT THAT HIS EXPRESSION SEEMED TO BE A LITTLE UNFORMAL, AND DIRECTLY ADDED A SENTENCE AT THE END: "CHINESE, COWARDICE!"

After saying it three times in a row, Wen Xu was still a little confused, cowardly the dragon? In China, do you say that the cowardly dragon is really not afraid of being beaten?

At this time, the little girl in the store woke up the dreamer with a sentence: "It can't be a truffle, right?"

"Truffles?" Wen Xu tried to say in Chinese.

Hearing Wen Xu's pronunciation, this stupid foreigner nodded vigorously, and shouted YES, YES, cowardly, cowardly!

Figured this out, Wen Xu felt a little surprised, did even the people in the other villages know about truffles?

I have to say that Wen Xu underestimated the charm of money a little, not to mention that people from other villages know that even the people in the county know that Wenjia Village is rich, but other villages living near the mountains are not as rich as Wenjia Village, I heard that a thing on the mountain can be sold for hundreds of yuan, or even 2,000 yuan a catty, and all of them are red, and the next day after Wenjia Village dug it out, relatives from all walks of life came to investigate, and some even got some truffles from the hands of Wenjia villagers.

Some so-called old people, after seeing truffles, insisted that they had seen this thing when they went up the mountain before, and no one knew whether they had really seen it or not.

Anyway, people are always willing to believe what they want to believe, so just like at the beginning of Wenjia Village, the whole family went into battle, carrying shovels and dragging, and even carrying a rake and set off.

As for whether anyone has really dug up the truffle, I don't know yet, but the rumors are already flying all over the sky, and the entire several townships in the mountains seem to be in a state of semi-madness for the first ten days, but now this strength is slowly running out, and I heard that someone has dug up ten catties and twenty catties, anyway, the rumors are flying all over the sky, but no matter how many rumors are not enough to match their own dry pockets, and a family is waiting to be fed, so now the truffle fever outside the village is slowly subsiding.

I don't know why the people from other villages are crazy, but I don't know if I know it, but now I see that the foreigner is full, and it seems that his spirit is a little better, so he said: "You better go back to sleep first!"

"We think so too, go back and take a good shower, and then get a haircut......" The stupid foreigner nodded one after another.

Wen Xu felt that there was nothing more to talk about, so he turned around and prepared to leave here and go home.

"Boss Wen, Boss Wen!"

When I looked up, I saw that Lao Qin Tou was smiling and riding an old-fashioned 28 bar, the car was as old as the old man, and there was a cloth tie between the triangle bars, and I felt that the old man was walking on the street twenty years ago.

"Come and see your son?" asked Wen Xu with a smile.

Old Qin Tou is Qin Zhuangping's old man, and this is not the first time that the old man has come to see his son, so Wen Xu is not surprised by the old man's arrival, not only is it not strange but also quite welcome, because every time the old man comes to live for a few days, it is equivalent to being a free laborer for himself.

There's no way, a person of Lao Qintou's age can't be idle, as long as he has work at hand, he will reach out and do it.

"One is to come to see my son, and the other is to bring something for you to see"

When the old man arrived in front of Wen Xu, he stepped down from the bicycle with his feet raised, and then reached out and took out something wrapped in a long handkerchief from the belt of the triangle bar.

"Truffle!"

Before Wen Xu could say it, the stupid foreigner next to him immediately recognized it.

However, they were in English, and the old Qin Tou couldn't understand it at all, so the old man glanced at the foreigner and asked Wen Xu: "Why do you still come to your village to ask for food from a foreign country? Now that the foreigners have been fighting so badly, have they all fled to our side? Hey, it's really pitiful, no wonder the news says that foreign countries are making trouble every day......."

Wen Xu heard Lao Qintou say this, his face was full of black lines, and he said to Lao Qintou: "Don't be foolish when you are old, there are many foreign countries, and you are so old, what news do you think about all day long, just those things every day." Okay, I ask you, where did you dig this truffle? It can't be in my greenhouse, then I'm going to confiscate it!"

"What!" Old Qin Tou immediately laughed when he heard the truffle, he knew that Wen Xu was joking, and immediately sent the handkerchief to Wen Xu: "How much can you estimate how much it can be worth?"

"I don't have the skills for that, but if you really want to know, come with me."

Wen Xu was ready to bring Old Qin Tou to the harsh winter.

"Sir, you ask, can you sell us the truffles, and we will pay for five hundred yuan!"

said that he was a stupid foreigner, but he was really not stupid, and when he saw a few truffles in the handkerchief, he immediately began to bid, but unfortunately, although Wen Xu didn't know the specific price, he understood that the truffles in Lao Qintou's hands were not worth about 1,000 because of this taste, and they couldn't be lowered at all.

"This has not been appraised and verified, if you really like it, then you can compete!" Wen Xu said to the foreigner with a smile.

As soon as I heard about the competition, the foreigners had no voice, and the general people thought that the foreigners were rich, but unfortunately this was the point of view more than 20 years ago, and now the foreigners are like that, especially the foreigners who have lived in Wenjia Village, and naturally know what kind of income even the villagers bring tourists here.

Seeing the old man shrug his shoulders, Wen Xu smiled at him and walked towards his yard with Lao Qintou.

"What did the foreigner say?" Old Qin Tou was not stupid, and asked Wen Xu after walking a few steps.

Wen Xu didn't hide it from him, and directly told Lao Qin Tou about the five hundred yuan he was going to pay out, who knew that Lao Qin Tou said: "Why don't you sell it?"

Wen Xu immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Your thing has to be at least doubled! It's worth a thousand yuan, are you sure you want to sell it to them?"

Speaking of this, Wen Xu remembered again, and asked Lao Qintou, "By the way, you haven't answered my question just now, where did you dig up this truffle?"

"Over there, I remembered something when I saw this thing, I remember one time when I was going to the toilet on the side of Wumahu, I finished pulling and looking for stones, and I touched this thing out with one hand. Now outside the village, this thing is spread to the gods, saying that eating can aphrodisiac, and it can cure cancer, and some people say that this thing can cure hemorrhoids after eating it often, anyway, a group of people and crazy people dig it, but after digging for a long time, I just heard that someone dug it, but when I asked no one to say the name of a person, I knew it was fake, and the place near the village did not grow here, so it had to ......be grown in the old forest on the edge of the horse lake." As soon as Old Qin Tou mentioned this, he immediately became proud, took out his dry tobacco with one hand, and began to chat with Wen Xu.

Wen Xu almost didn't hear the vomit, the old man actually used truffles as stones to wipe his buttocks, and he didn't know what the old man's cheeks were made of, so many cracks could be used?

As soon as he heard about the forest on the edge of Wuma Lake, Wen Xu almost understood, and he was almost sure that the growth of truffles was related to the spatial water he poured out, otherwise it would not only be in Wenjia Village and near Wuma Lake.

The two entered the courtyard together, Wen Xu shouted, and Yan Dong answered on the second floor.

"Come to the living room, we have a guest here who brought you this, it wasn't dug in our village, but it did dig up a pretty good truffle!" Wen Xu said to the harsh winter upstairs.

As soon as Yan Dong heard this, where was he still hiding, he immediately ran downstairs.

Yan Dong picked up a small scale and weighed it, and the three truffles brought by Lao Qintou added up to more than one catty and one tael, and each one averaged three taels. The main thing is that there is a white truffle, which is much more expensive than a black truffle.

"I think the quality is very good, but I can't be sure about the specifics, the price is about 1,000 and a half, and it may be higher" Yan Dong picked it up and sniffed it, and then observed it, and felt that it was all mature.

"Sold, sold!" Old Qin immediately said as soon as he heard a thousand horses.

Yan Dong persuaded at this time: "Old Master Qin, don't worry, wait for my technician to come over and give you a detailed estimate, this is the most valuable of your two pieces, but unfortunately it's still a little ......."

Yan Dong understands this business, knows that if he asks people for a cheap time, he will sell himself if he has truffles in the future, and he also knows that when the news of Wenjia Village's production really spreads, it won't be long before the truffle dealers will hear about it.

What is more than a pound is worth 1,000 and a half? Old Qin Tou listened to it that the thief was serious, and it is estimated that when he was a child, he didn't take the teacher's class so seriously, not only listened but also asked questions.

"What does it taste like cooked?"

"How big can this thing get?"

"Wow, how many pounds can you grow? How much does that one cost?"

That's the magic of money, an old man's eyes widened, like a tireless teenager, hungrily knowing the truffle's knowing, until the half-tone expert of the harsh winter was almost hollowed out.