This trip to Longmen Mountain is worth it, more than 100 catties of river crabs, half of which are big guys the size of fists, and the other half are small guys the size of fingernails.

This river crab is a rare delicacy in Wang Shaodong's eyes.

Before Wang Shaodong graduated from university and joined the workforce, due to economic constraints, there were few opportunities to taste the delicious taste of crab roe and crab meat.

In my previous life, the most profound memories of tasting the delicious river crab were two times, once when I was in the second year of junior high school, and once a few days before I went to the university in 2002 to report.

The two flashlights were out of power, it was too dark, and it was not safe to go down the mountain.

Zhao Shihai raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said to Wang Shaodong: "It's half past one, Dongzi, are you sleepy?"

Looking at the crabs crawling around in the woven bag, Wang Shaodong was very excited, where was there any sleepiness.

"Uncle, if you want to be sleepy, you can sleep, I'm not sleepy at all. ”

Next to the bluestone slab, there is a mosquito rope, and the mosquitoes dare not approach.

This all-natural anti-mosquito method works very well, but unfortunately the smell is too strong, and many people feel difficult to breathe after asking, and they can't stand it. Otherwise, the sales and price of this thing will be even better.

Wang Shaodong grew up smelling the mosquito rope of his grandparents' house, and he has long been accustomed to the strong smell of this thing, so he doesn't care.

Zhao Shihai, who was lying on the bluestone slab, raised his head and looked at his nephew.

"Hungry?"

Wang Shaodong's stomach was rumbling, because of the relatively large amount of exercise, it was normal for him to be hungry at this time.

"It's okay, uncle, you can hold on. ”

When Zhao Shihai heard this, he turned over and got up from the ground, shook his head and said, "Boy, who told you to insist? ”

Watching his uncle disappear into the night, blowing the cool breeze blowing down the upper reaches of the valley, Wang Shaodong couldn't help but shiver, and then hurriedly added two more firewood to the bonfire not far away.

"I don't know, my uncle got me something to eat. ”

The uncle is a human spirit on the mountain and a living mountain god, and Wang Shaodong believes that he will definitely be able to get food.

He was curious about what surprise his uncle would bring to him this time.

After about half an hour, Wang Shaodong heard the sound of Xixisuo in the distance, thinking that it was something, and was so nervous that he clenched a wooden stick prepared for him by the uncle next to him.

According to my uncle's statement, the black light is blind, even if the hare is kicked off, it hurts, if there is no one at hand, this night is really unsteady.

Wang Shaodong frowned nervously, and it didn't take long to see the figure appear, and after seeing the action and identifying it as his brother-in-law, he was relieved.

Wang Shaodong stood up, and by the light of the bonfire, he saw that his brother-in-law was carrying a woven bag on his shoulder, and the inside of the woven bag seemed to be quite heavy.

"Uncle, what's it?" Wang Shaodong became excited when he saw his uncle's back pounding.

It is a happy thing to follow my uncle to the mountains, and there will always be unexpected gains.

It's a hare, but it doesn't seem to be that heavy.

It's not like a pheasant, Wang Shaodong really can't think of any surprise that his uncle brought to him this time.

"It's nothing good, when I came to this mountain last month, I remembered that there was this in this place, but I didn't expect that a month has passed, and this thing has not been discovered by others. ”

While speaking, Zhao Shihai gently put down the woven bag, and then breaded a big and round watermelon out of it.

Wang Shaodong was directly dumbfounded, how can there be watermelons in this place?

"This, uncle, did you steal someone's watermelon?"

After the watermelon was taken out by Zhao Shihai, it was then put into the creek and soaked in the cold stream water.

"Where is there a watermelon field in this ravine? This one comes from the sweet potato field over there. I don't think the person who grows sweet potatoes is a diligent person, and this watermelon will be ripe if it is picked two days later. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Shihai poured out a few sweet potatoes and corn from the woven bag.

In the summer, someone ate a watermelon and spit out the seeds, and then swept it into the pigsty. Later, after the pigsty manure was shoveled out, it was transported to the field, and the melon seeds came to the field together. When the conditions are right, the melon seeds will break through the soil and sprout, grow into melon seedlings, and bear watermelons.

This kind of melon is commonly known as dung melon in Luzhong area.

Although the name is not good, the taste of this melon is absolutely not said.

Wang Shaodong saw that his uncle had brought back sweet potatoes and corn, and then he was busy helping his uncle wash sweet potatoes and peel corn.

Then, Zhao Shihai opened the bonfire, then threw a few pieces of sweet potatoes into the firewood ash pile, and added several sticks of firewood on it.

Then, he stuck the peeled corn with a wooden stick, handed it to Wang Shaodong, and roasted it against the bonfire.

When the corn is not yet ripe and hard, it tastes good when eaten raw, and it is sweet and full of water in one bite. And if you roast it, it tastes even better.

Wang Shaodong held a wooden stick in one hand and plucked firewood with the other, and then made the bonfire a little stronger.

The corn was still tender and placed on the campfire, and soon the outer layer swelled up and made a sizzling sound.

You don't have to bake this thing for too long, just roll it over and bake it for two minutes, and it tastes great.

After the two corns are roasted and eaten, it is just an appetizer, and then the main meal is served.

The bonfire has been burning for two hours, the wood ash is thick, the temperature inside is as high as more than 200 degrees, after putting the washed sweet potatoes into it, it will not take 20 minutes to bake, and they are completely cooked.

Zhao Shihai carefully pulled out the sweet potato with a wooden stick, then poked it with a wooden stick, and said to Wang Shaodong: "You can eat it when it's cold later, it's still too hot." ”

Wang Shaodong saw that there was a plane tree next to him, so he went over and picked two plane leaves, washed the leaves in the water, and then handed a piece to Zhao Shihai, saying, "This roasted sweet potato has to be eaten hot to be fragrant." ”

Zhao Shihai smiled and nodded: "It's still your kid's brain." ”

Then he took the sycamore leaves handed over by his nephew, carefully took the sweet potato, and ate it.

Maybe it was because he was hungry, but this roasted sweet potato tasted so good, and Wang Shaodong quickly choked on it.

Wang Shaodong covered his chest, Zhao Shihai saw this, hurriedly ran to the stream to take out the big watermelon, and then took out a switchblade from his arms, cut the watermelon, and handed Wang Shaodong a piece.

Wang Shaodong took a big bite of the watermelon, and a large amount of watermelon water went down his throat, he swallowed it with a gulp, and the roasted sweet potato that was choking in his throat swallowed.

"Slow down, a lot. Zhao Shihai patted Wang Shaodong's back worriedly.

Wang Shaodong waved his hand, signaling that he was fine.

"Uncle, do you still carry a knife when you go up the mountain?"

"I don't just bring knives, I carry salt, peppercorn noodles, cumin and so on. It's a bad sight at night, if you follow me during the day, I'll get you a roasted hare with mahogany, which is much better than this roasted sweet potato. ”

Hearing this, Wang Shaodong swallowed hard, nodded and said, "Uncle, this relationship is good, when the day dawns, you have to let me eat a peach wood roast hare." ”