Wine is a bold man, and the same law applies to monkeys. www.biquge.infoWhoever made macaques physiologically close to humans is very close to humans, so they are often used for various medical experiments, which is probably one of the reasons why the number of macaques is decreasing. In previous years, macaques have made a great contribution to foreign exchange earnings.

In normal times, the old scar of old age and weakness, when he saw the Monkey King, he only had the share of prostrate feet on the ground, but today he was obviously drunk, and he was drunk and hugged Ma Fenghou's neck, and it was good to have a brother.

At a glance at this posture, the surrounding monkeys became nervous: they annoyed the monkey king, and they also ate melons if they didn't do well.

Akajiri is now loyal to Ma Fenghou, so he was the first to rush over, wanting to give the old scar some color. However, he was stopped by Ma Fenghou, and he patiently gestured with the old scar with his little paws.

After a long period of contact with monkeys, he also learned some of the gestures used by monkeys. However, the old scar was on the alcohol at the moment, and his consciousness was a little confused, so he just hugged Ma Fenghou and smirked.

You're an old man, you're drunk, aren't you? Ma Fenghou is not good-tempered, he raised his foot and kicked the old scar's red ass several times, of course, he didn't dare to use too hard. Otherwise, with his current strength, he will directly send the old scar to the end.

Sitting on the ground and shaking his head for a long time, the old scar finally sobered up a little, his eyes were much clearer, it seemed that he hadn't drunk a piece just now, and immediately realized how much of a sin he had committed, so he crawled to Ma Fenghou's side, hugged his feet and wanted to kiss him.

Ma Fenghou still hated this kind of etiquette, so he dodged to the side, then stretched out his little paws, patted the old scar's shoulder, and gestured for a while.

Seeing that the Monkey King was not angry, the old scar was relieved. But for the Monkey King's proposal, it was still a little resistant, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

I still want to fight an ambush, don't think that if you keep your head down, I won't see your eyes rolling, right? The word "old treacherous and cunning" popped up in Ma Fenghou's mind, but it was all a trick for him, a former human being.

So he put on a fierce look, picked up a branch from the ground, and looked at the gnashing of teeth, he must have peeled the old scar. In terms of acting skills, Ma Fenghou can throw out the old scar for several streets.

The old scar was finally frightened, and led the way in front with his head drooped, and walked out two or three miles away, only then did he stand still in front of an old tree, raise his paws, point at the trunk and squeak.

Ma Fenghou walked closer, couldn't help but sniff hard, the thick aroma of wine came to his nose, and his heart couldn't help but be ecstatic: this must be the legendary monkey wine!

When he was still a young man, he also tasted the so-called monkey wine, and the taste was not comparable to what he smelled now, and it was probably a fake monkey wine brewed after crushing several fruits, specifically to fool those who were wronged. The authentic monkey wine is that the monkeys hide the collected fruits in the hollows of the trees in case of famine. The sealing of the tree hole should be good, the temperature is also suitable, and the most important thing is that the monkey forgets to eat the fruit hidden in the tree hole, and all kinds of chances can get the natural monkey wine, which is precious.

Think about it, too: now that there are fewer and fewer monkeys, isn't monkey wine even rarer?

After circling the tree twice, Ma Fenghou found the clue. It turned out that there was a hole in the tree that was more than a foot high, and there was a hole with the mouth of a bowl. Climb up and peek down with your little paws, and it looks like there is a tree hole underneath, and the aroma of the wine is even stronger.

The sweetness of the fermented fruit is a great attraction for monkeys. Therefore, the monkeys are all chirping around the big trees, and one or two of them are snorting vigorously, as if they are following the devil, and they all have the potential to be drunkards.

The monkeys were suddenly silent, listening to the seductive sound. I saw a handful of hairs lying on the root of the tree, pouting the little buttocks, and the little brain melon squeezed into a groove at the root, and the little tongue licked hard.

Ma Fenghou looked up and down, and knew in his heart: there was a very small hole under the tree hole, and the wine slowly dripped down and fell to the groove below, and it was estimated that the old scar also drank it like this.

At this time, he also had to admire the wonder of nature, if it wasn't for such a magical shape, how could there be such a magical monkey wine?

When he sighed, the monkeys were not calm, only to see Akajiri go up and pick up a handful of hair, the little guy was greedy, and he was struggling with his little paws, and then was unceremoniously thrown to the grass by Akajiri.

The hierarchy of the monkey group is still very strict, and of course the good things can be the monkey king first. So although those monkeys are all hungry, they can only watch.

Ma Fenghou was not polite, he leaned up and took a drop of monkey wine with his little paws, put it on his mouth and licked it, smacked his lips, and his face was full of satisfaction: Well, it really lives up to its name, the sweet fragrance is blended with a faint smell of wine, indescribable taste, indescribable beauty, he has drunk it before, and it can be regarded as tasting all over the world, but he has never tasted this taste!

Miao Miao Miao - Ma Fenghou almost became a big cat, how can he still take care of the image of the Monkey King, and he also learned the appearance of a pinch of hair just now, lying there and catching wine with his mouth. It's really urgent, the wine drops by drop, and it takes a few seconds to drop a drop, but it makes people want to stop.

"Brother Monkey, what's wrong with the little monkey?" Xiao Qi's call interrupted Ma Fenghou's wonderful experience, he got up from the ground, still smacking his lips and reminiscing, and then he saw a handful of hair tossing on the ground, and the little guy staggered, as if playing monkey boxing, but every move was completely disorganized, not like monkey boxing, but like drunken boxing.

Drinking too much and playing crazy - Ma Fenghou grabbed his cheeks, remembered that he stole his father's foreign wine to drink when he was a child, and after drinking, he refused to accept the Heavenly Empire, and he was so excited that he began to toss, no one listened to what he said, how similar it was to a handful of hair in front of him, hey, the past can only be recalled.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monkey king was not paying attention, the monkeys began to gather under the tree to taste the monkey wine, and before they drank a drop or two, they must have been dragged up by the other monkeys, and then replaced by the next one.

Seeing this, Ma Fenghou didn't bother to pay attention to them, but his eyes turned on the old scar: when this old monkey came, it is estimated that the groove below was dripping with monkey wine, so he was drunk. This guy is a talent, he has a skill, and it is worth cultivating.

In Ma Fenghou's mind, such a tree hole, even if it is a wine production, it must be limited, if you get a few more large vats in Qingyun Temple, and then ask the old scar to collect a hundred fruits, wouldn't you be able to drink the self-brewed monkey wine?

Although the idea is wonderful, it is a pity that this year's fruiting period has passed, and we can only wait until next year to realize this winemaking plan.

The preciousness of monkey wine, in addition to being pure and natural, is the recipe, and it has to do with the proportion of those fruits and how much they occupy. At present, this secret recipe seems to be only mastered by Old Scar, and Ma Fenghou feels that it is necessary to promote Old Scar to the third-in-command of the monkey group.

When he was tired from tossing and turning, he lay on the ground and fell asleep. It seems that the ancient books are correct, and it is a very effective way to catch monkeys and use wine as bait. So Ma Fenghou took a handful of hair in his arms and led the monkey to collect his troops back to the camp. Before leaving, many monkeys looked around frequently, and their eyes were purring, probably thinking about coming back to steal wine and drink in the future. Seeing this, Ma Fenghou immediately shouted in his mouth, nagging their bad intentions in the bud.

When I arrived at Qingyunguan, it was already past noon, so hurry up and cook. After blanching other mushrooms, a large plate of bacon was fried, and it was really fresh in the forest, with a smooth entrance and a mouthful of fresh fragrance.

The best thing is the two thick matsutake mushrooms, after scraping off the scaly stuff on the top, cut into slices in the direction of the stem and the canopy cover, the flesh inside is white, tender and dense, as bright as jade.

The more precious the ingredients, the easier the cooking method is to preserve the original flavor of the ingredients to the greatest extent. People in many places eat matsutake mushrooms, all of which are eaten raw. But if you haven't eaten it, you won't be able to stand the taste.

Ma Fenghou had seen how to cook matsutake mushrooms in the hotel, so he also learned to put a piece of lard at the bottom of the pot. Matsutake mushrooms are large vegetarian and must be synthesized with animal fats from large meat to form a delicious taste. After the oil melts, the matsutake mushroom is put on the opening slices, and with the light sound of sizzling, a strong aroma is emanated, as if the most essence of the entire mountain forest is blooming at this moment.

Watch the white matsutake mushrooms slowly curl up at the bottom of the pot and turn slightly yellow, then turn them over with chopsticks, and wait until both sides are fried to a slight yellow, and then you can start eating.

Ma Fenghou first sandwiched two slices for Xiao Qi, and the little girl nodded vigorously after eating: "Brother Monkey, this mushroom is better than meat-"

Of course, the meat is only how much a catty, and the matsutake mushrooms are all grams, just these few slices, if they are placed in a high-end hotel, they will definitely not be able to get down for two or three thousand yuan.

I put a slice in my mouth and tasted it carefully, it was full of strength and long aroma, and Ma Fenghou also nodded: it felt no worse than the matsutake mushrooms produced in Shangri-La.

The origin of matsutake mushrooms is very important, the origin is different, the price is also ten times or even a hundred times, it seems that the quality of matsutake mushrooms in this mountain is still very high, and there is a lot to be done.

Ma Fenghou has a little more expectations in his heart: I don't know if the quality of the matsutake mushroom that has been catalyzed and improved by himself will be higher?

Although transformed into a monkey, the allure of money has greatly diminished for him. But through this period of life, Ma Fenghou also wants to save some money for Xiao Qi, and he can also improve his life appropriately. I don't even have a tablet, so I'm almost cut off from the outside world.

If you want to get rich, you can only rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, besides, now that his urine has miraculous effects, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't use it?

In order to verify the effect of monkey urine on matsutake mushrooms, when it rained lightly, Ma Fenghou pulled Chen Ergou and Xiao Qi alone and went up the mountain to pick matsutake mushrooms. As for the monkeys, Ma Fenghou is worried that they will be hairy and ruin the quality of the matsutake mushrooms, so he will stay at home honestly.

After following his memories and turning into a monkey, Ma Fenghou felt that he was more familiar and cordial with this mountain, as long as he had been to the place, every grass and tree seemed to have some kind of magical connection, so he basically would not go the wrong way.

This is it--Ma Fenghou stopped, but in Chen Ergou's opinion, the ground was full of thick dead branches and leaves, and there was no such delicious big mushroom at all. He tasted two slices last time, and he almost bit his tongue off, so he was more attentive this time.

Ma Fenghou squatted down and gently brushed away the dead leaves, revealing a huge mushroom head. Waiting for Ma Fenghou to dig out the matsutake mushroom with a hockey stick, the two of them squatted there and looked at the matsutake mushroom that was a foot long and the thickness of an adult's fist in a daze: Is this still a mushroom, can it be used as a mallet with a big stick?