When Song Yong in the primitive era was talking nonsense about the dirt buns under his hands, he was full of grievances and hatreds, which was a story of waste material retirement on the street.

At the same time, Li Erzhu and Boss Li in another plane.

was originally sitting on the big sofa, hugging his beautiful wife Wang Xinyu to watch TV.

Suddenly, this thing was in 'Ah Qiu, Ah Qiu~', and he sneezed several times in a row, and even hung out a long snot.

Poor Li Erzhu can be regarded as suffering an unwarranted disaster.

When listening to their Brother Yong's mouth, this is completely a fictional story, and the primitive people and natives such as hooligans are naturally full of resentment towards the bad people who bullied Brother Yong in the story.

Saying that the last sentence is to draw a circle and curse them, which is the lightest thing.

The problem is that Nalan Xinran is a completely non-existent character, so Comrade Li Erzhu, the only real one, has become a victim of this huge resentment that can travel through time and space.

When this resentment enveloped him, Li Erzhu first wiped his nose clean.

Then, after this thing instinctively hugged his wife Wang Xinyu, he still felt chills all over.

For this reason, he said to Wang Xinyu: "Wife, I may have caught a cold last night, pour me some precious medicinal wine to make up for it, remember to have half a cup this time." ”

After hearing this, Wang Xinran, who didn't know what to remember, glanced at Li Erzhu very coquettishly.

scolded in a coquettish voice: "Tell you not to toss around, who told you not to stop at that time!"

By the time she took out the large vat that had been solemnly placed in the kitchen cabinet, there was only half of the medicinal wine in it.

Anyway, if Li Erzhu is really willing to take out this treasure, recruit people to collude with the relationship.

In fact, it seems that the construction site of winning that target will not be as difficult as it is now, however, a middle-aged man like Li Erzhu, isn't it reluctant?

Don't talk about him, Wang Xinyu can't agree with his man, he has such extreme thoughts.

Isn't it obvious if you keep it for yourself......

Because when he went back this time, Song Yong, who was able to drive back in a pickup truck, estimated that if the co-pilot and the back seat were all stuffed with ingredients, he would be able to bring back at least more than a ton or two tons of ingredients.

In this way, the shotgun is replaced, and there is no need to buckle the rope.

Thinking about what to bring, it's cool to just think about it.

After glancing at the time on his mobile phone, it was only early two o'clock, and Song Yong was not only out in person, but also instructed a large number of high-level officials to bring people respectively.

Let them hurry to the wilderness and the mountains and forests, and get back more things that they can bring back.

Hairy crabs? Yes, of course.

The so-called autumn wind rises, crab feet itch, chrysanthemums bloom, smell crabs.

The current season of the modern plane also happens to be the peak season of the year when all kinds of crabs are sold, and various restaurants are also focusing on crab feasts.

As a food stall that keeps pace with the times, Song Kee Food Stall, of course, will also launch these seasonal delicacies.

Therefore, regarding the excellent ingredient of big crabs, Song Yong only gave Tuo one principle: the people of the fishing team put down all other work and immediately went all out to catch crabs, and the more in quantity, the better.

Tuo, the leader of the fishing team, rushed to the big lake under Song Yong's orders.

There was only one purpose for them, to bring back enough crabs for their Yong brother when they returned before dark.

The only thing that surprised Song Yong was that he didn't know what was going on, he always felt that this kid was in a bad mood in the past two days.

After estimating that he was still not completely accustomed to the feeling of seasickness when riding a bamboo raft, Song Yong did not delve into this.

Autumn wild fruits are also very much needed.

In the current autumn season of the primitive era, a small part of the kiwifruit, wild grapes, schisandra, schisandra, slingberry, mountain peach, wild apricot, etc., in the mountains and forests are already ripe.

In a word, Sanlin has too many wild fruits to produce.

These wild fruits may not look good, but they taste great.

In contrast, in supermarkets and fruit stores in the modern plane, those imported fruits that sell dead and expensive are completely scum.

In the past, due to the limited number of people he carried, Song Yong didn't even carry enough ingredients to sell kebabs.

In this way, where does Song Yong still have the heart to carry these wild fruits, which seem very luxurious in comparison.

But now it's different, Song Yong feels that it is not too much to bring these seasonal wild fruits back to make a fruit platter and sell them for 668 yuan a plate.

Wild vegetables and all kinds of mountain delicacies?

Even because of the season, many wild vegetable varieties that are abundant in spring and summer will taste too old if they are brought back to the modern plane.

However, the primordial plane in autumn has a lot of seasonal goodies.

For example, leek flowers, mountain bitter herbs, crystal cabbage, bellflower and su leaves are the best time to be practical, and many of these things can be found in the mountains and wilderness.

In addition to these bargains, there are also sunshine mushrooms, pine mushrooms, hazel mushrooms, etc., which appear rarer and more delicious.

As well as silkworm pupae and bee pupa, it seems that it is also the time when they are produced in large quantities, and these things are fried in lard, or put on the grill to brush with a layer of grease.

In this hot summer day in the deep city, it is used to drink cold beer.

Even if it's for Sister Zhi*Ling, those foodies are probably not very willing to change.

Even with Song Yong's amateur cooking skills, he can imagine that he can use these mountain delicacies to process and make many kinds of delicious foodies, which can make those foodies crazy.

As for the various types of meat, do you still need to ask about these?

Song Yongdu vaguely saw such a scene in his heart, a guy loaded at least a ton of meat back, and after the supply was opened, those foodies cheered.

In this way, hundreds of people were busy in the lake, mountains and wilderness for the preparation of Song Yong's return.

I don't know if it's his delusion, Song Yong always felt that this afternoon, the high-level people of the tribe were particularly hard working and dedicated.

Maybe it's in their hearts that they're still thinking about something like this:

There are things everywhere in these mountains and forests, but after Brother Yong brought them back, he planned to use them to befriend those fellow Chinese tribes and regain their status.

But because of their burnout, Brother Yong's great vow of '30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the poor youth'.

Then, in their quest like never before.

Finally, under the tree in a mountain col, an old mountain ginseng that Song Yong had been looking forward to for a long time was issued, and after thinking of Brother Yong's explanation, they carefully began to pick up the soil......

Before dark, after all the teams that had gone out had returned, Song Yong looked at the harvest they had brought back and felt quite satisfied.

Not to mention anything else, the big crab alone has two large rattan baskets, which weigh more than 400 catties.

Among them, they are basically one or two pounds of huge body size, and even weigh three pounds, this kind of big unscientific existence, I don't know how many years the big crab will grow like this.

Other wild fruits, wild vegetables, mountain delicacies, cattle, sheep, pigs, and rabbit meat are also good baskets.

Just estimating the weight of these things, Song Yong once again fell into the trouble of happiness, because he found that a pickup truck could not hold so many good things.

In other words, everything he wanted to bring back had to give up at least half of it.

As for the old mountain ginseng, which was an unexpected joy, Song Yong weighed it with his hand, this thing has a good ginseng beard, and the weight is at least more than a catty.

There is no doubt that this is another thousand-year-old mountain ginseng.

It's just that he hasn't thought about how to proceed with this thing for a while.

Anyway, he completely gave up the idea of going to the auction house for auction, because in a short period of time, he could take out three thousand-year-old mountain ginseng for auction, and everyone knew that he had a lot of tricks here.

So, he decided to bring it back first......

Mainly because he estimated that it seemed more cost-effective to sleep in the primitive era, Song Yong still decided to go back after getting up tomorrow.

So after dinner, Song Yong walked into the cave and came to the edge of the tribe's fire pond.

He was going to cultivate his magic power until midnight, and then go back to sleep with his arms until ten o'clock, and then return to the modern plane in a hurry.

It's just that he sat down by the fire pond and didn't even have time to start cultivating.

I saw that outside the cave, the high-ranking members of the Yiying tribe who participated in the process of ironmaking in the earthen blast furnace during the day appeared there.

I guess what kind of things are going on with these guys, or maybe it's trouble coming to the door.

"Hey~ Lao Tzu is a natural old toiler!" After a silent sigh.

Song Yong cheered up, planning to deal with this troublesome matter of finding the door first, otherwise, he would not be so relieved even if he went back.