After a short day in the forest, there are several more forest frog egg belts in the pond in the fat man's box, of course, there may be other frogs, but even the car boss can't tell the difference, and the fat man can only be the forest frog first.

In the evening, a hillside was chosen to set up camp. Wang Sanpao looked at the fat man's tent and looked familiar, and when he asked, it was really sent by the three comrades in the zoo, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and walked around the forest with a shotgun. The fat man was also happy: Uncle Sangun came out of the horse, and there was a lot of game.

This time, the route was different from the previous hunting, so I couldn't stay overnight in the wooden flute. Fortunately, Wang Sanpao and the car boss are both old runners, and the mountain and forest life is rich, and the fat man will never suffer if he follows them.

The fish soup at noon was not enough, so the fat man took out the slaughtered catfish, added water to the pot, and began to boil the fish soup.

The car boss picked a handful of bracken, also called fat man fried. The fat man is really a stubble, and he actually carries oil, salt, sauce and vinegar with him, of course, all of which are put in a wooden box.

After a while, the grass emitted a burst of fragrance and wafted far away. The fat man said twice: "You won't invite wild animals or anything, will you?"

As he was talking, he saw Wang Sanpao walking back with a few pheasants, sniffing and saying, "It's so fragrant." ”

"I didn't recruit wild animals, but the wild people did recruit one. The fat man looked at him and said: "How can you eat this pheasant, it's just a pot, and you can't get it." ”

"You don't have to use a pot, see me show you a hand. Wang Sanpao looked confident. The car boss rolled his eyes, and immediately jumped up on fire: "I'll go get some loess." With that, he ran away happily.

Wait for Wang Sanpao to clean up the three pheasants. I asked the fat man for all kinds of spices, stuffed them into the stomach of the pheasant, and mixed the salt noodles with oil, and wiped them inside and out.

Soon, the car owner ran back with a large ball of yellow mud. He also held a few large leaves, all like pu fans: "Fatty, bring the wine bottle and add some wine to the mud." ”

Wash the leaves. Then wrap it on the outside of the pheasant. Then I started to put mud on it. The fat man's eyes lit up. yelled: "Call the flower chicken!"

The kid still knows the name. Wang Sanpao stuffed three yellow mud balls into the ash heap. Then go to the stream and wash your hands.

The car boss also sighed: "The craftsmanship of the three guns is a must." I haven't tasted it in two years. Today is the time to break the fast. Fatso. Prepare the wine. A minimum of one bottle per person. ”

Look at his excitement. The fat man is also full of anticipation. He's only heard of the name Huajidi. I haven't tasted it.

Wait until the sun sets. The fish soup in the pot has long been ready. Wang Sanpao pulled out the mud ball from the fire. It's already burned dry. Hard.

The fat man brought down the soup pot. The bracken was not stir-fried either. After taking a copy of the water, it goes directly into the fish soup. It's hot and hot. The fat man spread the leather cushion on the ground. It's the weasel skin that makes the ground. The unlucky wolf skin that left home early. Wang Sanpao carefully broke them open. A smell of wine comes out first. After heating. The aroma is full-bodied. It is also mixed with the fragrance of chicken. The car boss and the fat man swallowed and foamed at the mouth.

The leaves were peeled off along with the yellow mud, and the pheasants inside were intact, and the chicken skin was still oily, yellow, oily, and full of appetite.

Wang Sanpao was also quite satisfied, and smiled and stacked the three pheasants into a wooden plate: "One for each person, no one should rob it." ”

The fat man rubbed his hands together, first tore open one, and inside was snow-white chicken, and pulled off a large strip of belt meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Moderately salty, smooth and tender, with a hint of wine and the freshness of the leaves, which are mixed together to form an indescribable taste.

"It's delicious!" the fat man praised, and then picked up the wine bottle: "Uncle Sanpao, you have to pass on your skills to me, if we really set up a villa in the future, this will also be a signature dish." ”

"Who is coming to our mountain, a place where birds don't, how nice it is in the city. Wang Sanpao held the chicken leg in one hand and the wine bottle in the other, revealing a bit of mountain pride.

"That's not accurate, after ten or eight years, when you are tired of life in the city, you should go to the countryside, just like we people who support the mountains like to go to the city. "The fat man drank a spoonful of fish soup, and then sandwiched a chopstick-headed bracken, which also tasted very special.

This possibility, for the people in the city, there are a lot of rare things in Daqingshan, eat some farmhouse food, go up the mountain for a walk, it should also be a kind of enjoyment, isn't the fat man an example, Lai is in the backing mountain and won't leave, haha——"

The car boss didn't gobble it up like the fat man, tearing the chicken one by one, smacking the taste, but he agreed with the fat man's words very much.

When a bottle of wine was about to bottom, the fat man's chicken turned into a pile of bones, and he instigated the greasy on his fingers, and grabbed one of the boss's chickens

"Boy, if you dare to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, you will be punished for keeping vigil tonight. The car boss hurriedly brought the wooden plate to him with a white face and began to protect the food.

In the evening, the three of them took turns keeping vigil, and apart from hearing a few wolf howls in the distance, they were all right.

Although it was already very hot during the day, it was a little cold in the mountains at night, but fortunately, the three of them were prepared, wearing old leather jackets, and sleeping quite hot. However, according to Wang Sanpao, the further up the mountain, the lower the temperature.

When he got up in the morning, the fat man went to the mountain stream to wash his face, and immediately became energetic, and when he returned, the chicken bones on the ground were gone, and it seemed that there were also night visitors last night. It is estimated that it is a small animal, and it is far away from the tent, so it is not visible.

After adding some water to last night's fish soup and heating it, the fat man took out a few more yellow flatbreads and baked them, and breakfast was full, and when the fog dissipated, the three of them continued on the road.

There is no path on the mountain, and there are basically many uphill slopes, so you can't go as fast as you want. Nothing happened anyway. The three of them walked slowly.

Now, the fat man will not turn in the woods either. can distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and also learned a lot of mountain and forest life skills from the two old mountain runners.

It was almost noon, and there was a mountain in front of him, and there was a big steep slope down, and the fat man looked down. It's a bit of a cliff, and below it is a sea of lush trees, like a sea of green.

"Uncle Sanpao, why did you get to a dead end. "The fat man was a little puzzled, how could he go down to such a high mountain cliff?

"This road is the closest. If you take a detour, you will have to walk for one more day, and you will run a dead horse in the mountains. Wang Sanpao was not in a hurry, it seemed that there was a way, and the fat man was at ease, looking at the scenery around the cliff.

The trees near the cliff are not high, basically more than 10 meters. There are larch, but more of them are birch trees, and there are quite a few fat people who don't know each other.

You can even see a small tree with dark gray bark, densely packed and a bit like a shrub. But it's quite high. The branches are also yellowish-gray, and the leaves are quite large. But fortunately, it's green.

"Uncle boss, what kind of tree is this?" the fat man saw the car boss walk into the forest. Looking down on the ground, it was clear that this guy was looking for something good. So I went over and asked.

"It's called the alder tree, it's also called the water melon, and you see the young branches, the color is purple. The owner of the car did not raise his head and continued to search on the ground.

"What are you looking for?" asked the fat man again.

"Of course it's a good thing, it's better than a mallet. The car boss said.

The fat man was stunned for a moment: What is so valuable, more powerful than wild ginseng, it can't be Ganoderma lucidum, right? No, it is said that Ganoderma lucidum is not as good as ginseng.

"Haha, this old boy must be looking for Liedang, that thing is the best aphrodisiac and kidney. Wang Sanpao even showed a malicious smile on his face, so that the fat man could also see his more indecent side.

The car boss was so engrossed in it that he didn't pay attention to this ballast at all, but the fat man's curiosity was seduced: "Uncle Sanpao, what is Liedang?"

"It's a kind of flower and plant, and it just blooms this season, but it's very rare, and it's not easy to find. ”

"I still don't understand, is there a scientific name?" Most of the fat man's knowledge stays in books, and he has limited knowledge of these practical common names.

"I used to sell two trees, and the people in the city called this Cistanche, and some called it Ageless Grass. Wang Sanpao recalled, and then said to the fat man.

"Immortal grass!" The fat man's head buzzed suddenly, thirty years later, the immortal grass was so famous, and someone arranged the three treasures of the new Northeast: forest frog, rhodiola rosea, and immortal grass. Unexpectedly, there are also such rare things in Daqingshan. Because it has the effects of tonifying the kidney and strengthening the yang, moistening the intestines and laxative, people regard it as a sacred grass for immortality, so it is called "immortal grass".

"There are so few of them, they are specifically parasitic on the roots of the water melon, and I used it to soak in wine bottles in the early years, but I haven't encountered it for several years. Wang Sanpao was quite emotional, there are some things in the mountains that can be encountered but not sought, and the old grass mainly blooms from May to July, and he rarely goes up the mountain in this season.

"Haha, then you arranged me just now, but you secretly drank immortal grass wine, you tell me, in the end, whether it is the matter or not, at night on the kang-" The car boss said and said, thinking that there was an unmarried fat man next to him, and he was probably still a virgin, so he stopped talking and said to the fat man: "You kid can find a mallet to see if you can find immortal grass." ”

The fat man scratched his head: "I don't even know what it looks like, how can I find it?"

"The average one is more than a foot tall, like a stick, and the flowers are purple-red, a bit like the shape of an ear of grain. The boss of the car even said that the fat man had never seen the real thing, and he still couldn't form a complete impression in his mind.

"Let's split up. "The fat man also thinks that he should try his luck, after all, such a good thing cannot be missed.

After separation, the fat man started to crook his brain and simply cheated. After meditating and concentrating, I could see clearly within a radius of a few hundred meters in my mind, and the scope of the search area was greatly increased.

After walking for more than half an hour, the fat man suddenly felt refreshed, and he sensed a strong breath, which was similar to the time when he was in the wild mountains and ginseng before.

"It should be it!" the fat man was excited in his heart, and hurriedly ran towards his current target. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to 6 verses more,