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Chapter 49 is in the big news

On weekends, twenty or thirty people from the city came one after another, and most of them were driving, and there were three or four cars parked here in Li Feng's peach forest. Professor Zhao's family of three drove a small car, a business car, and a BMW 7 series.

Li Feng looked around and swallowed his saliva secretly, here Zhao Jianguo led his wife and daughter, holding bird-watching goggles, and went to the reservoir along the mountain road. A few old people in the yard, taking advantage of the good weather, were invited by Lin Ying to watch the white cranes together, and a few people came for many days, but they didn't see the symbolic longevity, auspicious cranes, and Cheng Lao had some regrets yesterday. Today is a good day, the sunlight has been washed away by the rain, and it is not afraid of the heat to walk under the natural pergola erected by trees and rattans.

Li Feng sent Professor Zhao's family away, went into the house and put the peaches prepared yesterday into a basket, put them at the entrance of the peach forest, walked by, you can eat one if you are thirsty, as for the watermelon, I am afraid of provoking ants and bees, I didn't cut it, and someone will talk about it. Li Feng picked dozens of watermelons with his father Li Shan in the morning, and now they are placed in the yard.

Thinking about what Lin Ying said in the morning, Li Feng took his own brush and a wooden board from the old yard, and wrote a few big words, "Try it for free." "Last time, I was outside the peach forest, and no one in the city moved, Li Feng was still strange, and when I heard Lin Ying say it today, I understood.

These weekends come to bird watching, everyone has bird watching goggles in their hands, Lin Ying watched from the side, quite surprised, these bird goggles are not cheap. Shi Hua, German Zeiss, Leica, these are tens of thousands of things, Lin Ying likes it herself, I can't check a lot of information, I bought Shi Hua, fifteen thousand, you must know that any shot is four or five thousand. Besides, come to bird watching, mostly do some research, retired old people, or professors like Zhao Jianguo, the college students who came here last time are not only of high quality, but also have this little money in their pockets, how can people take your things to eat at will.

Figure it out here, Li Feng shook his head with a wry smile, how could he forget, he didn't come to the village, he was thirsty when he walked, picking a watermelon, a peach to quench his thirst, these habits are not available to people in the city, and he forgot about it in Beijing for a few years.

After Li Feng finished this, he took the book, looked at it, and poured a bowl of Baihua wine and sketches. There is wine in life, and when you have leisure, you can have a good time. The situation is for longevity, turtle and crane dance, and it is still drunk in the sky. Silkworm Bamboo Mountain Village, Taolin Courtyard, Lixia Ming Dynasty is. Looking back on the bottle ago, May 12 last year. It is still a peach forest and a nest, and the bamboo platform is hidden, and there is no Huai in his heart.

The faint sound of the piano in the computer, quite a bit of alpine water, lying slightly, lazy sun spread on the body.

"Here, please, is Xiaobao there?" Li Fukui led a few people into the peach forest, and Li Feng hurriedly stood up and let him into the courtyard. After brewing tea, pour it for a few people, Li Feng was a little puzzled, these people were from the radio station, looking at the few people carrying the camera.

"I'm not busy, this time we came here to interview about the process of your discovery of the red-crowned crane." The man in his thirties waved his hand and asked Li Feng, who was about to take the peach, to sit down and say something.

"Xiaobao, this is Reporter Liu from the provincial station, you sit down and talk about it." Li Fukui got up and washed a watermelon by the pool, went into the house with a kitchen knife to kill it, and let it be eaten by a few people. "Taste, this melon is the first in my village." Li Fukui was not polite at all, and a few people looked at the truth of others, and took a bite of it, and their eyes lit up. Cool and faintly sweet, with a hint of fragrance, this melon and watermelon are only eight minutes ripe, Li Shan is afraid that people will buy it back and bump all the way, most of them are picked ** ripe, very little, eat at home, or greet visitors. Li Fukui doesn't know here, but the sweetness is less, but it tastes like a man.

"Yes, soil fertilizer?" Reporter Liu took a bite and exclaimed, pure watermelon flavor, I haven't eaten it for a long time, some taste when I was a child.

"Yes, watermelon eats fertility, and my family has three major cars this year." Li Feng smiled faintly, didn't say anything, and was quite proud in his heart. Looking at a few masters on the side, a piece of melon entered the stomach for a while, compared with the resignation just now and the cautious meaning, this time it seems much more sincere.

"This melon is not very ripe, you still picked it by your father." Li Fukui took a few bites, looked at the somewhat white melon pulp and asked.

"My dad, these are going to be sold, my dad is afraid that they are too ripe, the road is bumpy and broken, and the ripe melons are in the bamboo basket." Li Feng was depressed, I haven't said it yet, this melon is broken, and most of this has been eaten, what are you talking about.

"It's okay, this melon is good, it has a light sweetness, it's just right, I'll buy a few and bring it back to my family when I leave." Reporter Liu waved his hand, admiring Li Feng's father in his heart, the people in the mountains are really simple.

"You kid." Saying that, Li Fukui took out a washed melon from the bamboo basket and killed it, the melon was as red as blood, the melon seeds were like black jade, the water droplets were rustling, and the sand was ripe melon. "Everyone eats this, it's absolutely sweet."

"No, you're too polite, Secretary Li." Although the big man said that his belly is not small, he just ate a piece, and then another piece, and the rest is really not enough to eat.

It just so happened that Lin Lao and a few people came back, one by one, and in just over ten minutes, a lot of ants had already attracted a lot of ants on the ground. It attracted the surprise of reporter Liu and said that this melon is good.

Li Fukui planned to send a few melons when people left for a while, how could he say that it was not for Li Jiagang to do publicity.

After eating melons, a few people were familiar with it, chatting about the day, and as for the interview, a few people seemed to have forgotten. Li Fukui was secretly anxious, and it was inconvenient to say, for fear of upsetting others.

"Alright, masters, you're full of food and work." Reporter Liu has the demeanor of a Shandong man, several masters hurried up the holiday tools, the interview began, Li Fukui was a little nervous, leaning on Li Feng here, and whispered, "Xiaobao, I see, I won't be on it, Miss Lin, you two said." ”

"Uncle, how can you do this, you are Secretary Li Jiagang." Li Feng looked at his usually quite majestic uncle, who was sweating beads on his forehead, nervous, and secretly happy in his heart.

"This, you see, if you hadn't said a few words on my behalf, this would have happened." Li Fukui looked at the black camera, and felt worried for no reason, he was not a famous secretary in the mountains, and he wanted to go to the provincial radio station to be on the news, which was a bit of a dream.

In the end, reporter Liu looked anxious and wrote a note, but fortunately, Li Fukui still recognized a few words, sorted out his clothes quite carefully, and read the note a few times, quite like that.

Li Feng briefly talked about the process of his discovery, of course, as the current director of the reserve, and a college student village official, Lin Ying still stepped forward and said a few words, but what made Li Feng sweat was that this girl did not leave environmental protection in three sentences, and this has become a habit.

At the end of the interview, reporter Liu packed up his things and wanted to go back, Li Fukui looked at the time, it was more than eleven o'clock, and he didn't let him say anything. At noon, a table was set up in the courtyard on the Taolin side, Li Fukui, Li Shan, a few old people, plus a few reporters, this would be useless, the round dining table that Li Feng bought was pulled out, and a dozen or so people were sitting just right.

Li Feng helped Zhang Lan to help, and Lin Ying originally came to help, but who knew that when she washed a fish, her hand was cut. Li Feng looked at the black line on the side, this girl didn't understand it at all, forget it, go ahead. "The red potion is in the desk drawer in my room." Yesterday catfish, made a soup pot of catfish tofu. Braised a carp, stir-fried yellow eel section, added a lot of red pepper, Sichuan pepper, the taste is extremely attractive, plus the yellow eel raised by the spring water, soft and crispy bones, a few people who eat can't put down chopsticks.

A few side dishes are also quite outstanding, mung bean sprouts mixed with vermicelli, the vermicelli was brought back by Li Feng to see his grandmother a few days ago, and the pure handmade sweet potato powder was brought back. The vermicelli is shaved with warm water and boiled in a pot of boiling water until soft, the mung bean sprouts are self-ordered, delicate, except for the bean skin, which is passed through in boiling water to keep it crisp and raw.

Shredded carrots, plus shredded green onions, minced garlic, soy sauce, some sesame oil, and finally sprinkled with chopped coriander as usual, Li Feng stretched out his head to look outside, pinched and tasted, and came back from bandaging Lin Ying, the girl looked at it, and glared at it with disdain. "Hehe, try it salty, why don't you try it?"

"Hmph, Auntie, I'll serve you food." Lin Ying didn't bother to pay attention to this person, ran to Zhang Lan's side and said with a smile. "No, no, you sit down and eat, how can you let the guests do it, it's enough to have Xiaobao here." Zhang Lan was making soup at this time, waving her hand again and again.

"I think you'd better forget it, it's still a trivial matter to burn your hands when you turn around, and if you break the soup bowl, people won't be able to eat it." Li Feng put it on the plate, ordered some aged vinegar, pepper and chili oil, and lived.

"You, Auntie, look at this man." Lin Ying trembled angrily, this person, is he so bad, besides, it is a trivial matter to burn his hands, he just thinks about the food in the bowl, foodies, no, relying on goods, no, this person is useless, and perverted. "Xiaobao, how to speak, Xiaoying don't pay attention to him, he is such an adult, his mouth is still so poor." Zhang Lan glared at her son, how can people say that they are guests, although every time they help, they are doing a disservice, but isn't it ugly to say this?

Li Feng didn't bother to pay attention to this person, and began to pull shredded radishes, these were buried in the cellar by Li Shan in late autumn last year, and Li Feng picked up some in the past few days, and they were still tender. Radish shredded snacks, the mountain people like the most, but also the cheapest thing, a few people give you a snakeskin bag, **ten catties, these are not too much to weigh unnecessary, the villagers, did not to the radish harvest, along the mountain road each family a bag. Hehe, last year, Li Shan's family got four bags, and people came over, so you are always embarrassed to refuse. This came and went, three or four, which made Li Shan cry and laugh in the end.

Li Feng is making double mixing shredded radish, water radish, carrot, two kinds of shredded, no need to boil water, directly add salt, knead out the water, so that the shredded radish soft. It's just time to put it to the condition, it's crisp to eat, Li Feng's cold salad skills really haven't been said, plus there are already four dishes on the side, preserved egg tofu, lotus root and cucumber.

Start with four hors d'oeuvres, which are definitely a great accompaniment to the drink. "It tastes good, huh." Li Feng tried to deliberately speak louder so that Lin Ying could hear it.

"Hmph." Lin Ying snorted coldly, scolded the foodie in her heart, looked at Zhang Lan, and could only mutter in her heart.

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You can try to make it, appetizing, quite good, the raw materials are cheap, and this will be just right. Finally, as usual, I asked for a recommendation, collected, recommended too little, how to say a thousand collections, one person and one vote also have a thousand, and now there are only a hundred or so, and the famous kiln wants to cry without tears. The great god of the people is not bad for that one, give it to the famous kiln, please.