Chapter 683: Hundred Fowl Feast

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Chapter 683: Hundred Fowl Feast

Qingshan Manor wants to set up a small troupe, which was planned by the fat man a long time ago, and he wants to sing the original two-person turn. Because those who come to the mountain villa for leisure and vacation, they want this tune. And carry forward the traditional folk customs, which is also in line with the overall style of the villa.

So, when the fat man went, there were four people, and when he came back, there were more than ten, and in addition to the flower pickers and stupid children and their families, there were also a few apprentices they brought with them and a band that played the strings.

As soon as this group of people entered the backing mountain, the slightly older people in the village were happy: they hadn't heard of the two of them for many years.

Free up a few rooms and settle everyone. Everyone also took out the outfits that they had treasured for many years, what was missing, what was missing, the fat man paid for it, and all of them were purchased, and the troupe began training every day.

Since then, the ethereal music and the familiar tune of the duo can be heard every day. When the old people in the village were fine, they clicked on their cigarette pouches, leaned over to listen to a good time, and when they came back, they all hummed.

There was nothing to do these days, so the fat man went over and followed for a few days, and received unanimous condemnation from everyone, saying that he sang worse than a wolf's howl.

But the fat man didn't care much: I amuse myself, if you don't like to listen, stay away. As a result, it was naturally him who was asked to leave.

There was no way, the fat man had to go with Erzhuzi and Wang Sanpao to do woodcarving, and then hold the wood and chisel the mortise and tenon or something, but he was also at ease.

When resting, the fat man and Wang Sanpao sat on the wood and smoked, the time has entered November, but the sunny place still has a little sunny spring, and the sun is warm and warm.

A person flew in the distance, and he shouted in his voice: "The fat man-wild boar-the expedition is here!" Soon, Uncle Cao Guo ran to the fat man and paused on the ground, so tired that he couldn't breathe.

The fat man clicked his lips: "It's not enough to make a phone call, look at the tired brother who saved the country." โ€

Uncle Cao Guo said twice: "I'm also overjoyed, fatty, hurry back to the village." You must treat people well and re-establish the wild boar farm - hehe, I won't tell you, I dreamed of throwing a big whip last night, and I was woken up by my wife, holding a broom pimple in my hand, and my wife was hit several times-"

"Hehe, thanks to you being a swineherd, not a hunter, otherwise something would have happened. Uncle Sanpao, have you done this?" the fat man was straight, and stabbed Wang Sanpao by the way.

"Ma slipped back to the village-" Wang Sanpao pulled on his head, and the fat man ran away without a trace, only Uncle Cao Guo was busy chasing after him: "Fat man, wait for me, is the entertainment fee enough, I will pay for it-"

The fat man ran to the village committee in one breath, only to see two cars parked in the courtyard, and when he entered the house, Captain Li and Ye Ying were chatting with the guests, there were more than ten people in total, and after shaking hands one by one, the fat man knew that there were people from Beijing, and there were also from the province, there were administrative officials, and there were experts, a total of several departments, it seems that the energy of the fat old man is indeed not small.

"It's great that everyone can come to our small mountain village, but we can't even invite them. The fat man made a phone call home, and after a while, Mao Mao and Mao were dressed in little red clothes, brought a lot of fruit plates, and walked into the house in a neat line, and saw that the guests were stunned.

"It's all wild fruits in the mountains, there is absolutely no pollution, and everyone can try it. Ye Ying said with a smile, most of the expeditions like this went to the countryside, and most of them came to eat and drink.

"Not bad, not bad!" The head of the regiment surnamed Zhu, picked up a mountain persimmon and took a bite, there was a strange fragrance in the sweet and sour, and it was really full of game.

"When you go back, everyone brings some, and this thing won't taste bad for a month. The fat man said with a smile, he was very willing to put down his book, not to mention this little wild fruit. In these years, if you want to do something, how can you not bleed.

Head Zhu sighed twice, and his chubby face was noncommittal. When I came, I had already said hello to the above, and tried to implement things as much as possible, I thought there was no oil and water, but now I look at this fat man who seems to be quite upright, and I guess I can't run away.

"How many wild boars are there in the mountains?" a thin middle-aged man with glasses opened his notebook and began to get down to business.

The fat man's little eyes blinked twice: "I really haven't counted them one by one, but counting the big and small, there are always five or six hundred." โ€

"So much? The quantity must be accurate, when you report, you must not only set up a wild boar protection base, but also set up a wild boar breeding and breeding base, and then what if the wild boars in the mountains are sold as breeding?" The glasses directly pointed out the key to the problem.

The fat man scratched his head: "Wild boars also have natural enemies in the mountains, like tigers, leopards, wolves, etc., they all like to prey on small wild boars; but you can rest assured, Daqingshan has been closed for more than ten years, and there is absolutely no human hunting phenomenon - hehe, if you really want to hunt, our small village is far away from the emperor, and it is estimated that even if the wild boars in the forest are caught, no one outside will know." Even so, no one in our village has ever had the idea of hunting wild boars, and they are definitely a model for protecting wild boars. โ€

Although there is some boasting in the words, it is very true, although wild boars have also become protected animals, but there are not a few people who secretly hunt them in various places.

"How can you prove that you didn't hunt?" the glasses spoke not at all politely, and a sharp gaze was cast on the fat man's face. It seems that he is responsible for technology in this line, and he usually studies most of his knowledge, so he has a relatively straight temperament, but the fat man prefers to deal with such people, at least he doesn't have to do anything crooked.

He scratched the back of his head: "This thing is really hard to prove, there is only one way, let's go into the forest tomorrow and take a look, you will know if I am blind." โ€

The glasses stared at him for a long time, then nodded, and sat down to the side to drink the medicinal tea. The fat man looked at his watch and said, "Everyone should go to the guest house with me, and we will have dinner after a rest." โ€

So he led them to the wild vegetable factory, Zhu Tuanchang wanted to take a car, but the glasses had to wander, anyway, the distance was not far, everyone simply walked together.

The fat man also saw some signs: Look at this posture, Mr. Glasses is the key person among these people, and it is estimated that he will have to make the decision in the end.

Inside the wild vegetable factory, Shi Zhongyu was leading a group of old men and old ladies to fiddle with bonsai. Everyone also looked at the freshness and visited by the way. Mr. Glasses seems to have a preference for bonsai, and through the spectacle lenses, a pair of glasses shine: "Yew bonsai, I can't see it for many years." I have an elder who keeps a pot at home, and he loves it like a treasure. โ€

The fat man rolled his eyes: "That's probably the batch we sold back then, hehe, let me introduce you, this is Shi Zhongyu." โ€

Little Stone raised his head, smiled innocently at Mr. Glasses, and continued to press the branches. The glasses were shocked: "The jade in the stone is the little stone that is famous in the world!"

"Exactly. The fat man nodded.

"Master, the bonsai here, I'll order two pots first?" The glasses spoke, and the lips trembled a little. His ambitions are more elegant, especially like bonsai, at first glance it is a master's handiwork, how can he not be excited.

"Except for the two dragons playing with pearls, the rest are optional. "The fat man's generosity also came up.

The glasses pointed along his hand, and he happened to see the two dragons playing with pearls on the rockery, and immediately ran over. Now this month, the small red fruits on the yew have not yet fallen, one by one crystal clear, bunches are hidden in the green leaves, and the glasses are all gone.

Even the laymen like Captain Zhu felt the extraordinaryness of this yew tree and gathered around to watch it. I can't say anything, but I can feel the excitement of it.

"Good baby, worthy of the master's handwriting, it can be called the first in the world!" the glasses finally exclaimed.

Shi Zhongyu smiled innocently again, and pointed at the fat man with his hand: "He made it-"

The glasses looked at the fat man a few times again, and the impression of the fat man was rough at first, but I didn't think there was this artistic cell?

"I didn't do it, I dug it up from the mountains. Natural carving, and only our Daqing Mountain can give birth to such charm. โ€

"Okay, I'll have to go up the mountain tomorrow and have a look. The interest in the glasses was even stronger, and when everyone else went into the house to rest, he carried a small bench and sat behind Shi Zhongyu.

It wasn't until it was time to eat that the fat man invited them to the cafeteria. The meals on the table are all arranged, just four dishes and one soup: a plate of stewed hash worms, a plate of chicken stewed mushrooms, a plate of sauce stewed gayazi, and a plate of big peel. In the middle is a hot pot, flying forward and walking, fish on the left and shrimp on the right, and a few plates of wild vegetables.

"This is a soup made with a flying dragon, and then there is a hodgepodge of pheasants, quails, sand and half a catty, wild ducks, wild geese, and oil gourds. At the bottom of the pot, there are medicinal herbs produced in the mountains, and with the wild vegetables in the mountains, they are original, particularly bright, and nourishing, and everyone can taste them. The fat man briefly introduced the characteristics of the bird hot pot, and everyone picked up a small spoon and tasted the soup inside.

Sure enough, it is a word for freshness, and this kind of umami is definitely not something that can be concocted with human working materials. One bite whets people's appetites.

The delegation basically ate all over the world, and I haven't tasted anything good, but it's the first time I've tasted such a unique bird hot pot.

The fat man looked at the intoxicated appearance of the group, and became even more energetic: "Back then, the mountain carved a hundred chicken banquets, and our hundred poultry banquets were much stronger than his!"

Suddenly, a cough came: "The birds on the mountain are all called to eat, and the wild boars in the forest can be imagined, if it is replaced by someone else, it is estimated that a wild boar banquet will be set up, so this bird hot pot is not to eat!" Then a more discordant voice sounded, and everyone looked at it, it was the glasses that spoke, and the spoons and chopsticks of several people stopped awkwardly by the pot.

The fat man looked at the serious appearance of his glasses, and couldn't help but smile and nodded: "There is a special bird farm in our village, and these are all artificially bred." โ€

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, move the chopsticks again, and the atmosphere on the table relaxed all of a sudden.

"Take me to seeโ€”" Glasses stood up, his face very serious, and he seemed to be serious.

The fat man rolled his eyes and instructed Li Xiaoscoo: "The meal is hot first, and we will eat it when we come back." The poultry farm is just north of the village, so let's go. โ€

Everyone can't do anything, they all follow behind, they all know Mr. glasses' problems, they are very serious, nails are rivets, even Captain Zhu said that he didn't listen to him.

When I came to the chicken farm, I was catching up with the daughter-in-law of the second pillar and leading the daughter-in-law to let the chickens come back.

Among those roosters and hens, there were indeed a number of special camps, including colorful long-tailed pheasants, bald-tailed quails, and many more, and they couldn't be named.

"How is this possible, don't these birds want to fly away?" Glasses looked puzzled, he really couldn't understand.

The fat man pointed to the sky: "Hehe, look at that." โ€

I saw a snow-white eagle slowly soaring in the sky, always following above the flock. There is a small white pressure array, and of course those birds dare not toss blindly.

"I see, let's go, hurry back to eat hot pot. The glasses didn't say a word, and walked back quickly.