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Wu Xiao walked towards the bamboo forest coolly, and let the bottle pour it in the bamboo forest for a while, put away the bottle, and looked at the tender bamboo shoots on the ground with crystal water droplets, which was cooler than kissing the school flower Bai Xue in a dream at night.

It may be better to sprinkle it and dig it up later, at least so that the bamboo shoots can suck the water into the bottle.

Wu Xiao just waited for a while, looking at the ground because no one dug it, the particularly dense spring bamboo shoots were so cool that her heart was crooked, and the bamboo shoots were all money!

It was not easy to dig a bamboo shoot, so Wu Xiao found a dried bamboo stick on the ground and dug towards the loose soil on the edge of a bamboo shoot.

Spring bamboo shoots generally dig to about 30 centimeters underground, and see the thick white roots in the ground called bamboo whips, and the spring bamboo shoots are grown from bamboo whips. Digging bamboo shoots can not hurt the bamboo whip, and you have to fill the soil after digging.

"Click"! Wu Xiao dug into the place of the bamboo whip, grabbed the spring bamboo shoots and pressed them to the side, and with a crisp sound, the spring bamboo shoots were broken.

It's so tender! Wu Xiao peeled off the shell of the bamboo shoots, looked at the tender white spring shoots and smiled. It felt like it should be a bottle of watering, and he had never seen such tender and white bamboo shoots. Inside the bamboo shoots, it looks like water flows.

After leaving, Wu Xiao dug up three bamboo shoots one after another, held them in his hands and walked out of the bamboo forest in the east of the village. With this unexpected bottle, he is more confident to lead the village women on the road to poverty alleviation and prosperity.

"Hehe, isn't that Wu Xiao?" Under the big banyan tree in front of the village, a woman suddenly shouted.

Wu Xiao's face also turned to that side, good guy, there is a group of women sitting over there. This time, there are also many people, there are village girls and village women, and Song Chunhua and Su Qiaoyu holding the child are also inside.

"Hey, Wu Xiao, hurry up, give me a bamboo shoot." This is the village, not yet thirty years old Qiu Lan's sister-in-law is shouting.

Wu Xiao didn't want to go over yet, because under the banyan tree, a few of them were also sitting there, their eyes were like hungry wolves, and they kept looking at Song Chunhua and Su Qiaoyu.

Song Chunhua's Danfeng eyes were also looking at Wu Xiao, and he was smiling when he was holding three bamboo shoots in his hand, digging three bamboo shoots by himself, wasting his strength.

Wu Xiao wanted to dig bamboo shoots, and he couldn't do it without the participation of the village women, so he still went over there.

"Hee-hee!" Su Qiaoyu's voice was also loud, looking at Wu Xiao's expression that seemed to be quite refreshing, and she felt funny.

She smiled, and an evil fire also floated in Wu Xiao's body. Kiss her meow, she sat with Song Chunhua, like two flowers blooming brightly, each showing a graceful demeanor.

Song Chunhua also smiled at Su Qiaoyu, she rarely laughed, as if she would laugh because Wu Xiao came.

"Hey, I'll tell you something." Wu Xiao said as he walked under the big banyan tree.

"What's the matter, hurry up." Song Chunhua's mother-in-law, Aunt Cuihua, also laughed and said loudly.

"Do you want to make money?" Wu Xiao said, still holding the bamboo shoots in his hand.

"Nonsense, who doesn't make money, but where can they earn?" Several village women said.

Wu Xiao smiled and lifted the tender white bamboo shoots: "These bamboo shoots are money." ”

"Hey, hey, hey!" burst his teeth and laughed three times, as soon as he heard Wu Xiao say that bamboo shoots can make money, he wanted to laugh, this guy is a nerd enough.

The corners of Wu Xiao's mouth also showed a smile, this guy with explosive teeth, one day he will beat him wildly.

"Che, you think you're smart?" This is Song Chunhua is saying, those pair of watery Danfeng eyes are also inadvertently towards Wu Xiao.

"Ahem!" Su Qiaoyu let out a low voice, feeling that Song Chunhua's eyes were only available to men who matched her heart.

The village women didn't squeak, and everyone knew that bamboo shoots could be valuable, but this kind of thing was too cheap to sell in the county seat. Not only do they have to dig it, but they also have to be transported to a provincial road of more than two kilometers, and the freight alone is not cost-effective.

Aunt Cuihua also shook her head: "The hand-held tractor costs more than 300 yuan to transport to the county seat, and if the bamboo shoots can't be sold, it's upside down." ”

"That's right, it's only more than three yuan a pound to the county seat, and if it's more than one piece for wholesale, it takes a lot of effort to dig a cart of bamboo shoots, not to mention more than two kilometers." Qiulan's sister-in-law also objected.

"Hey, I mean really, I have these three bamboo shoots in my hand, I promise you have never eaten them, I have one myself, which of these two do you want to try?" Wu Xiao said again.

"Does this have anything to do with making money?" Su Qiaoyu took a bamboo shoot and asked.

Wu Xiao nodded and smiled again: "I dare to guarantee that when our bamboo shoots arrive in the county seat, as long as people eat them once, they will rush to ask for them the second time." ”

"Success? Even if people rush to ask for it, it can't be much more expensive. Aunt Cuihua also whispered.

"Hehe, you don't understand this, now people outside just like to be unique. As long as you have a unique taste, it is several times more expensive, and some people will grab it. When Wu Xiao spoke, his eyes seemed to be flying towards him, and his expression was quite refreshing.

"So what to do? You say. Song Chunhua asked with feeling.

"We are too poor, we can't always be poor like this, tomorrow everyone will dig bamboo shoots early in the morning, and I will go to the county seat to sell them!" Wu Xiao's tone has the heroism that I am your leader.

This momentum made Song Chunhua's heartbeat suddenly quicken. He is a college student village official, and he wants to take them to make money, whether he can succeed or not, she desperately supports it. also said loudly: "Wu Xiao is right, we can't always be so poor." ”

"I agree!" Su Qiaoyu's answer was also crisp.

Sister-in-law Qiulan looked at Wu Xiao with a smile and said, "What if I lose money?" ”

"Don't worry, if you don't make money, I'll pay for the freight myself." Wu Xiao said, and held another bamboo shoot in front of Qiulan's sister-in-law.

Although the village women were not interested in Wu Xiao's idea of digging bamboo shoots to make money, he said this, which moved them a little. The cadres in this village, who said such a thing, and his home is not in the village, why should he lose the money and bear it himself, and they all nodded in agreement with his heart.

"Okay, I'll contact the tractor first, and dig the bamboo shoots early tomorrow morning." Wu Xiao said with a smile, taking the bamboo shoots and walking to the broken house.

Wu Xiao walked into the house, felt refreshed, looked at the bamboo shoots in his hand, and hummed "Little Apple".

It's so tender! Wu Xiao looked at the bamboo shoots that had been peeled off the shell and were more tender and watery, and touched them gently.

"Ahem!" Suddenly, there was a cough next door.

This sound also made Wu Xiao's singing stop abruptly, and he raised his head and looked at the wall connected to the next door. Listening to the sound of scooping water next door, I felt that Song Chunhua might have to take a bath before cooking.

No matter what, Wu Xiao picked up the knife, cut off the tip of the bamboo shoot and the small section underneath, and suddenly blinked. What to fry this bamboo shoot? He didn't have anything in it.

Pickles! Wu Xiao suddenly smiled again.

Pickles are also a local specialty of this place, which is made with covered vegetables grown in winter, pickled with salt, and put into a porcelain urn with a large belly and a small mouth. In this way, even if you put it for a year or two, the color of the pickles is still quite green, and it tastes salty and sour and particularly crispy. This kind of thing is available in every family in the village.

Wu Xiao put the knife down, turned around and walked to Song Chunhua's side, and asked her for pickles.

The door of Song Chunhua's house was not closed, and no one was seen when she entered the door. Wu Xiao felt that she might be changing clothes in the back room.

Oh, my God! Wu Xiao wanted to go to the door of her house before shouting, but she didn't want to go to the patio, in front of the bathroom surrounded by wooden boards, and looked into the bathroom where the door was not closed.

Song Chunhua was inside, and all the clothes on her body were thrown on the ground.

"Oops!" Song Chunhua also screamed, and in a hurry, she hugged her hands in front of Aofang, and her feet were also tightened. At this moment, it was too late for her to take the clothes, so she could only take this protective posture.

"Huh", Wu Xiao felt a stream of blood rushing straight to his head, and he was stupid, and he was also stupid by Song Chun's jade-white body.

Song Chunhua is so arrogant in front, how can she close her hands with a hug, even if she closes her feet, she is quiet and plump, and she can't say a kind of mood.

"You, you!" Song Chunhua's face was flushed, and Wu Xiao's gaze that seemed to be on fire made her feel afraid. In a hurry, he couldn't care about all the appearances in front of him, and as soon as he let go of the hand in front of him, he took a step forward and closed the wooden door with a "bang".

The sound of the door closing also woke Wu Xiao up, and this guy could still laugh when he blinked.

The scene of Song Chunhua closing the door was tempting enough, and Wu Xiao was secretly surprised, in the small mountain village, there was still a delicate body that was as clean as a white lotus flower. He thought the countryside was overgrown with weeds.

With a "Ahh

What's wrong today? Song Chunhua thought so. At noon, he sucked her calf and made her heart pound, and now he watched it again.

Wu Xiao was still smiling a little weirdly, and Song Chunhua approached, and a fragrance made his head almost burst. Look at her pink cheeks reddened again, Danfeng's eyes blinked, as if she was a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, she was beautiful.

"Don't look at me like that, why isn't your door closed?" Wu Xiao looked at her Danfeng eyes and looked at him, and immediately criticized.

"I knew you were going to come in." Song Chunhua also whispered, and her little mouth was also upturned.

"Okay, just watch it, and no one else knows." Wu Xiao's reason is bigger than eating Su Qiaoyu's cucumber at noon.

Song Chunhua bit her red lip and wanted to say that she would be responsible if she saw it, but she suddenly "pounced" and laughed. She is the little daughter-in-law of Jinxiu Village, and she has no right to let Wu Xiao be responsible.

What the? Wu Xiao was also thinking to herself, looking at Song Chunhua smiling with her little mouth, Danfeng's eyes were rippling like two pools of clear water, and her appearance was more spring than the breath of spring.

"What are you doing here?" Song Chunhua smiled and asked again.

"Do you have pickles?" Wu Xiao also wanted to slip away quickly, she was not a village girl, and if she stayed for a long time, there would be scandals.

"On the table, I took it out at noon." Song Chunhua also whispered, raised her eyes to look at him, and bit her lip again. In her heart, the floodgates that can't be opened are already closed, but it's a pity that her body can't be controlled by her heart.

"Let's go, I'll invite you to eat bamboo shoots later." Wu Xiao held a pickle in his hand, smiled as he spoke, and walked towards his house.

He was gone, but Song Chunhua was still breathing, what happened just now really made her blush. She didn't dare to think about what would happen to him and what the consequences would be, so she hurriedly washed her clothes and went to him to eat bamboo shoots.

Stir-fried pickles with bamboo shoots, that is the easiest, is to blanch the bamboo shoots in boiling water first, then put some oil in the pot, and put the two things together and fry them a few times. Because pickles contain a lot of salt, you don't even need to put salt when stir-frying.

Wu Xiao didn't eat it before she saw it, the color was quite beautiful, the thinly sliced bamboo shoots were particularly white, and the shredded pickles were emerald green. Reach out and grab two pieces of bamboo shoots, take a few shredded pickles, and put them in your mouth.

"Well, it's delicious!" Wu Xiao nodded and praised one. Both are crispy, the sweetness of bamboo shoots and the saltiness of pickles, although simple, but the taste is good.

"Come on, try!" Wu Xiao looked at Song Chunhua, who walked in, and said with a peachy face that had not receded.

Song Chunhua Danfeng looked at him, and she also pursed her mouth and smiled, before reaching out and picking up a piece of bamboo shoots and putting it in her small mouth.

"Wow, it's delicious! I think that tomorrow our bamboo shoots will definitely be sold in the county seat. Song Chunhua said and laughed.

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