Chapter 580: Winter bamboo shoots are fragrant again

What kind of thanksgiving ceremony for the evil sect, Wu Xiao's thatched hut, didn't do this, and when he slept at night, wasn't it quite stable.

It's so cool! Even though it was early winter, there was a small leeward at night with a sharp "whoosh" sound. But in the bamboo forest before dawn, there are still sporadic bird songs.

When the time to get up every day came, Wu Xiao's eyes opened on time.

It's so pleasant, the bamboo leaves in winter, the faint fragrance, can also drift into the thatched hut through the open window. This guy lies on the wide bamboo bunk covered with a blanket, and listens to a few crisp bird calls before taking a few breaths of fresh bamboo fragrance.

"Chirp chirp ......" This burst of bird calls is clearer and more beautiful.

Wu Xiao laughed when she heard the bird's call, which should have sounded from the living room.

Is it not, Wu Xiao got dressed and walked out of the bedroom before turning on the light in the living room. "Plop puff"! There was also a sound of incitement of birds' wings, and more than a dozen small birds flew through the open windows into the bamboo forest.

The birds that can fly are flying, but in the living room, there are still chicks.

Wu Xiao looked up at the sound of birds, and was immediately happy. It turned out that above the living room, a bird's nest the size of a basketball was built.

It was so happy that the chicks' calls continued, and the heads of a few small birds that had not yet grown feathers poked out from the openings on the bird's nest. These little guys, open their mouths and scream.

Wu Xiao smiled at a few little heads, and then cooked.

Regardless of the living facilities of this thatched hut, some of them are quite modern, but the whole Jinxiu Village is the same, cooking or burning firewood and grass. Because, the kind of incense that comes out of the rice cooked by firewood and grass is not something that can be burned out of the gas and induction cooker.

"Hee-hee! Are you still cooking? When Song Chunhua's voice sounded, her delicate body, like the wind, ran into the hut.

Wu Xiao nodded, looking at this beauty, her pink cheeks were blown up by the north wind. Wearing a thin woolen sweater, the arrogant posture is even tighter.

Song Chunhua was the first to come, and then it gradually became lively.

"Now, on the other side of the wasteland, we have to start plowing. Hundreds of acres, after ploughing, you have to weed again. Song Chunhua sat down on the sofa and said.

"When I get to the mountain, I'll plow when I come back." Wu Xiao stood up as she spoke, the meal was ready, ready to eat.

"Come with me." As soon as Sister-in-law Qiulan heard that this buddy was going to the back of the mountain, she immediately shouted with a smile.

Li Xianghong's round eyes blinked: "You should go over there with me first." ”

"Okay, you two rock-paper-scissors." A village girl said that the laughter in the hut frightened the few birds in the nest, and they did not dare to say anything.

Funny, Li Xianghong and Sister-in-law Qiulan really came to the scene.

"Hee-hee, I said follow me." Li Xianghong laughed, indicating that she was victorious.

"Let's go." After Wu Xiao finished eating, he took out his flashlight and said to Li Xianghong, who was also wearing a thin woolen sweater and the front was too tight.

Let's go, as soon as I got out of the hut, the whistling little north wind made this Li beauty feel a cold, and quickly shrank back.

"It's cold!" As soon as this beauty said this, her perfume-scented body leaned towards Wu Xiao.

"Don't go into the gutter." Wu Xiao hurriedly reminded that the edge of this ditch is not very wide.

Li Xianghong smiled, feeling the same, straightened up, and put his delicate hand into his hand.

It's so good, in Wu Xiao's palm, that warm feeling seems to be able to pass into Fang's heart from Li Xianghong's hand. It made her feel a lot warmer.

"Wow, wait a minute." The beautiful woman climbed to the top of the mountain, said with a smile, and then grabbed the woolen sweater in her hand and took it off.

"See what?" As soon as the beautiful woman's cardigan left her face, she looked at the two eyes on the other side, and asked directly at her tight winter jacket.

"Pretty, let's go." Wu Xiao smiled and said that this beauty should have wiped what he brought her from abroad, a tight-fitting winter suit, a piece of propped up, and she looked really more beautiful than before.

This guy wanted to leave, but Li Xianghong was smiling, holding a hand in a woolen sweater, and came to hug him.

Gone, although the top of the mountain is quite romantic, however, the daily production is the main thing. The two of them walked down the mountain, and looked at the side of the hillside, which was already the light of a horse lantern, and it was lit up.

Li Xianghong walked in the direction of Ma Deng, but Wu Xiao walked to the side of the rice field.

The mushrooms in the rice fields are already growing three or four centimeters above the ground. Although it is winter, the temperature here is quite suitable for the growth of mushrooms in the shape of leaves. It's just that there is no greenhouse insulation, and it grows slowly.

Wu Xiao stood at the edge of the field, shining his flashlight into the mushroom garden, and nodded and smiled quite satisfied.

There are almost three batches of mushrooms, the big ones are three or four centimeters high, and the small ones are just emerging from the soil.

Now the dishes have gradually decreased, Wu Xiao looked at the growth of mushrooms, the first batch was a week before the Spring Festival, and it was almost ready to market. In this way, during the coldest period before and after the Spring Festival, their hundreds of acres of mushrooms are enough to supply.

A little farther away on the side of the hill, the laughter of the village aunt and sister-in-law came over.

Wu Xiao walked along the hillside to the village on the back side of the mountain behind the village.

The mushrooms here are a few days slower than those in the western village, so their growth is also a little slower.

Wu Xiao finished reading, on the side of the hillside, the beauties had not finished picking the vegetables. The guy didn't wait, climbed the mountain, prepared to run to the wasteland in front of the village, and began to plow.

At this time, it is almost the time when winter bamboo shoots grow. Wu Xiao walked into the bamboo forest behind the village, and the flashlight shone on the ground to see if there were any signs of winter bamboo shoots.

No way! This buddy's flashlight shone back and forth a few times, and suddenly stopped in a place where the soil was slightly arched, which should be the appearance of winter bamboo shoots propping up.

In the bamboo forest, the loose soil, Wu Xiao can dig up the soil by finding a dry firewood.

It was the winter bamboo shoots that had grown, and Wu Xiao dug down twenty or thirty centimeters, and suddenly his eyes lit up. In the black-brown soil, there was a trace of the fragrance of bamboo shoots, and with a gentle sweep of the hand, a light green, particularly tender bamboo shoot tip like green jade was swept out.

Wu Xiao stood up and dug the soil to the pit with his feet. Then take off the jade bottle around your neck, pour it first, and then go to the deep ditch in the wasteland in front of the village, if you can catch one or two fat crucian carp, tonight is a taste of crucian carp stewed winter bamboo shoots.

This guy watered once, anyway, he can eat the bamboo shoots watered by the jade bottle in the afternoon. Laughing into the wide alleys of the village, and walking to his thatched hut, he saw the cart carrying vegetables parked at the entrance of the village, but the laughter of the beauties was still on the other side of the hillside.

Catching crucian carp as soon as possible, this guy went into the hut, took off his shoes and socks, put on a pair of plastic slippers, carried a plastic bucket, and walked to the wasteland in front of the village.

Although it is early winter, as the sky gradually brightens, the "whirring" little north wind has also stopped. The sound of birds in the bamboo forest also starts the day and the morning is lively.

Wu Xiao walked into the entrance of the deep ditch by the stream, and before his feet stepped into the water, he felt the cold of the season.

In such weather, you can't see fish in the deep ditch. In the flashlight, there are a lot of bigfoot shrimp hiding in the small holes when they see the light.

To catch crucian carp in winter, of course, you can't just look for it in the middle of the ditch. At this time, the fish are hiding in the grass or in the hole. Wait until the sun comes out and the water is warmer, and the fish will come out.

"Wow!" Wu Xiao walked more than ten meters into the ditch, looked at the waterfront, there was a place to sink into, bent down and shined a flashlight inside, and immediately happy.

In the hole that was dozens of centimeters deep, there were not only crucian carp, but also two small carp. These fish, suddenly frightened by the light, are all "swishing", desperately burrowing into the sand.

Wu Xiao looked at a big crucian carp with a pound in size, its head was in the gap between two small stones, but its body was outside. Reach out and gently grasp the crucian carp.

That's it, if your hands are heavy, the more the crucian carp will struggle in the water.

When Wu Xiao's hand lightly touched the crucian carp, the fish still struggled slightly. However, his hands are light, and anyway, with the strength that can just catch the fish, the fish's struggle is only a little smaller.

This method of catching fish is only limited to the cold water in winter, otherwise, no matter how light your hand is, you will desperately flee when you touch the fish.

That's it, this one is enough. Wu Xiao put the crucian carp in the plastic bucket and walked out of the ditch to hear the laughter of the beauties at the entrance of the village.

Ploughed, Wu Xiao walked to the thatched hut, put the fish, and returned to the ploughing machine that had been placed on the edge of the wasteland.

You can't plow too fast on this wasteland, it's full of grass roots. However, the soil that was ploughed up was black and fertile.

As soon as the ploughing machine in the wasteland sounded, the beauties who finished serving the dishes also ran to the wasteland with a smile.

"So you're running here." Song Chunhua was the first to walk out of the bamboo forest and shouted loudly.

Wu Xiao stopped the ploughing machine and walked up to Song Chunhua and Su Qiaoyu: "In two days, the winter bamboo shoots can be dug, you have to arrange production." ”

Hearing about winter bamboo shoots, the beauties are happy, from summer to now, it has been a few months, and they have not smelled the fragrance of bamboo shoots.

The fun is not over yet, in the evening, in Wu Xiao's thatched hut, the aroma of stewed crucian carp with winter bamboo shoots wafted out is really fragrant. The beauties from other villages, who had finished work, also ran to his hut.

"I still have half a bottle of wine from last year's Spring Festival." Song Chunhua waited for people to leave, and in the thatched hut, only her, Su Qiaoyu and Li Xianghong said with a smile.

"Then hurry up, I can make a few bowls of rice with this pot of fish soup." Wu Xiao opened the lid of the casserole as she spoke, and the fragrance made Li Xianghong and Su Qiaoyu laugh "hee". The sister-in-law didn't care about the previous suspicions, and hurriedly washed rice and cooked.

"Come, eat!" Wu Xiao put the carp and bamboo shoot soup that had been stewed for more than an hour and put it on the mahogany table.

The beauties haven't eaten yet, they all wrinkle their noses first. I hadn't smelled the aroma of bamboo shoots for a few months, and this fragrance was so fragrant that they felt like they were going to get drunk before they had even drunk anything.

Wu Xiao took a sip of soup first, smacked her mouth, and was so refreshing that the beauties were happy.

This soup is so delicious, and the aura of bamboo shoots makes this crucian carp seem to come alive again. The freshness of the fish and the fragrance of the bamboo shoots are particularly clear and refreshing on the tip of the tongue.

This buddy swallowed the soup and ate another piece of bamboo shoot, which made the beauties laugh again. The intoxicated look that they are quite familiar with, with their eyes closed and their faces raised, everyone who sees it has to be softened by laughter.

This winter bamboo shoot is so refreshing, it has been stewed for more than an hour, and it still tastes crisp and refreshing. The fragrance in the mouth is stronger than the soup, and then inhaling the deliciousness of the fish makes the fragrance more lively.

"Do we want to pay dividends in our village this year?" Li Xianghong swallowed the fish and asked.

Wu Xiao was holding their beauty white in her mouth, and the aroma of wine was hovering in her mouth. Reluctantly swallowed the wine: "Of course we have to divide it, otherwise, what are we going to do with our money?" ”

"Drink, tomorrow, I'll go to the company and have a video conference with foreign companies and offices, as well as company executives." After Wu Xiao finished speaking, he took another sip of wine.

Bamboo shoots, fish, and wine are all self-produced in Jinxiu Village, and the kind of deliciousness and fragrance can't be eaten outside.

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