The two of them snuggled together and admired it, and they were about to go back when they suddenly heard the voice of someone talking at the foot of the mountain. Anyway, it didn't matter, so Zhou Yu took Qingqing and continued to walk down the mountain.

When the two of them got closer, they saw clearly that Aunt Da Kui and several aunts from the village were using bamboo poles and hooks to pull elm money in the elm forest. The iron egg girl and a group of little loli and the little radish head were looking up at the branches excitedly with big black eyes, holding a large string of elm coins in their hands, and a handful of large handfuls of elm coins were stuffed into their mouths.

This season is the season to eat elm money, and the thick old elm trees are hanging heavy elm money hangers on the branches, and the strings of green and tender elm money make people greedy to see it.

Zhou Yu suddenly felt warm in his heart when he saw it, this elm money is a good thing, it is definitely one of the delicacies when he was a child, even if he grows up, the food made by this elm money is an out-and-out delicacy.

"Hey, isn't this Ergouzi and Qingqing? Why are you here? It can't be that you also want to eat elm money, right? Aunt Da Kui saw them as soon as she turned around, so she said with a smile.

"Aunt Kui, Aunt Zhang, and the third sister-in-law, are you hooking elm money? Just now, Qingqing and I were strolling around the Xianyu Bay in front, and when I heard a sound here, I came over to take a look, what's the matter, everyone hasn't forgotten this bite all these years? Zhou Yu said with a smile.

"Giggle......

Ergouzi, we can't forget anything in Zhoujia Village. When you were a child, you didn't know what was going on, and this crop couldn't produce much grain. Alas. At that time, Yuqian was the life-saving food of our old farmers. Although Yang Ya'er and Liu Ye'er can also eat it, how can it be delicious with elm money? Besides, those things can't be eaten, huh?

You have been out of the country all these years, although the food of each family in the village is enough. But everyone can't forget it. Not only two days ago, your Uncle Kui said that he was hungry for money, and he was embarrassed to come out to get it. Just let me hook him back to steam some elm money rice to satisfy his hunger, and then your brother Manchu also said that he wanted to eat, so I called your Aunt Zhang and Aquatic sister-in-law out today to get some back.

By the way, Ergouzi, do you still like to eat elm money rice? If you like it, I'll send you some after steaming, so you can have a taste. Aunt Da Kui said with a smile.

"Aunt Xie Lu, I have forgotten this elm money, but I am fortunate to meet you today, and I have to eat a meal to satisfy my hunger. But I still have a lot of guests on the mountain, and the princesses are all there. So I'll just get more and bring it home, so that my uncle can make more and give it to the guests.

You don't have to worry about me, if you're done, go back and get busy, my Uncle Zhang and Uncle Da Kui are tired from helping me look at the greenhouse these days, and this dinner has to be prepared in time. Zhou Yu thanked.

"Giggle...... Second dog, you kid just can talk, and you dare to say that you are tired of doing that little work? All day long, they are skewering and hoeing grass for melon fields, they are about to grow fat, and they can still get so much wages every month, if they don't do it well, we old ladies will not agree.

Alright, we're pretty much done. I won't disturb you and Qingqing's two-person world here, leave one for you on the back basket, and keep this hook for you, just put the hook here after you get it. Maybe we'll come back tomorrow. Aunt Da Kui said cheerfully.

Zhou Yu and Qingqing nodded, thanked these aunts, and these people went back with a group of little radish heads and little loli with a smile.

Qingqing glanced up at the woods. The old elm trees towered into the sky, and the green and round elm money. In the scenery where the warm sun and spring breeze echo each other, it looks beautiful and pure. Strings of elm money hung from the branches. It's like a string of frost and ice, shaking the eyes and making people want to drool.

"Hey Zhou Yu, these elm money looks so beautiful, and it feels delicious. But is it really edible? Qingqing asked curiously with wide eyes.

"Hehe, Qingqing, it looks like I have to teach you a good lesson.

Yuqian is actually also called elm pod, which is the seed of the elm tree, which is green and flaky when it sticks out, bulging out in the middle, thin and thin around, tender green and round, about the same size as a penny, because it looks very much like the ancient hemp money, so everyone calls it Yuqianer, don't you believe it? Zhou Yu explained. After finishing speaking, he used the hook in his hand to hook a few large strings of elm money, and handed it to Qingqing.

Listening to Zhou Yu's words, Qingqing took Yu Qian'er and looked at it carefully, and said happily: "Hey, don't say it, it's really like ancient hemp money, it's really interesting, I'll taste it too." ”

After speaking, I picked a slice and put it in my mouth and chewed it slowly, and the next moment I felt that my tongue was full of food, and a fragrance with a faint sweet taste spread in my mouth. Qingqingmei's eyes lit up, and she quickly picked a few more pieces and put them in her mouth.

Looking at Qingqing's huge move, Zhou Yu smiled and shook his head and said, "What's the matter, this thing is delicious, doesn't it feel crispy, sweet, soft, fragrant and refreshing?" This thing is tender, sweet, and most refreshing to eat raw. But you can't eat like you, you have to eat a lot of this thing to get vigorous. After finishing speaking, he stroked the string of elm money in his hand with his hand, and then put it all into his mouth and chewed it heavily.

Zhou Yu continued while chewing: "Qingqing, it is said that the elm money in our Zhoujia Village is the most delicious. The elm money we have here is big and thick, and the taste is the most pure.

Moreover, in addition to eating it raw, it can also be mixed with various other grains to make many kinds of delicious dishes. For example, Yuqian'er steamed rice, Yuqian'er flatbread, Yu's porridge, Yu's fried sauce and so on. My favorite food is my mother's Yuqian rice, hehe, I drool when I think about it now......"

As he spoke, Zhou Yu's thoughts returned to his childhood.

Every year when the spring flowers bloom, all kinds of trees compete to spit green under the caress of the spring breeze. In this season, the elm tree bears strings of elm money, which are verdant and dripping. Strings of elm money, in those difficult years, became the children's expectations.

At the beginning of the elm tree, the branches of the tree are first wrapped with maroon plush. After a few days, the branches were crawling like green caterpillars, and then the trees were full of sticks. A slight breeze blew, and the whole tree trembled slightly. It seems that it can't bear such a burden, and from a distance, the whole elm tree looks like a jade tree dressed as jasper.

With the passage of time, Yuqian slowly changed from green to yellow, and then from yellow to white, showing the change of seasons on different days. When it is as white as a piece of tissue paper, if there is a gust of wind, Yu Qian'er will break away from the mother body one after another. Float freely to where it wants to go. Then, hold the seeds close to the thick soil and wait quietly for another germination. If there is enough sunshine, air and water, and a tiny seed, it will be lush and green for another beautiful spring.

Every spring, when Yu Qian'er is at its freshest, Zhou Yu will talk to the eldest brother Wu Lao Er with the naughty tiger and the adults in the family, carry a small basket here, climb the tree like a live monkey, and hang the basket on the branches. I can't wait to put a handful into my mouth, full of teeth. Then he bathed in the morning sun and faced the breeze, climbed to the highest point of the branch, and found a place where the elm money was the most numerous, thickest and most tender. Hang the basket on the thicker branches, and then sit, ride, or squat, weaving among the elm trees.

When the basket is full, it can't hold anymore. A group of half-sized children will be reluctant to move down from the tree step by step. Then Zhou Yu will run home with the basket and deliver it to his mother.

No matter when, when Wang Guilan received the basket full of elm money handed over by her son, she would always pick out the strings of elm money with a smile. Then I took out a large basin and washed it several times with clean water. Remove and place on the curtain and let the remaining water drain slowly. At this moment, Wang Guilan had already lit the firewood and grass in the stove, and the big iron pot had already boiled water. Then take out the cornmeal, put an appropriate amount of water and stir, not thin or dry, just right.

When the water in the big iron pot was steaming, Wang Guilan put a large leaky curtain for steaming bean buns into the pot, and then spread a large gauze on it. Then, sprinkle the cornmeal evenly on top of it according to the ratio of 90% of the elm money to 10% of the cornmeal. After the last day, sprinkle the drained elm evenly on the cornmeal and sprinkle some salt on top. When that's done, cover the pot tightly.

The fire in the stove grew stronger and stronger. Streams of hot air came out along the cracks along the edge of the pot, mixed with an attractive fragrance, which provoked Zhou Yu to sniff vigorously, and saliva had already flowed down the corners of his mouth.

In about twenty minutes, a pot of sweet and delicious Yuqian rice was released. The moment my mother opened the lid of the pot, the aroma of the room spread. At this time, Zhou Yu had already prepared a big bowl, and before his mother could fill it, he grabbed it and devoured it.

Wait until you eat a few bites, the whole room, and even the whole yard, are filled with the thick sweetness of Yuqian rice! In Zhou Yu's memory, it is definitely the most real, primitive, and happiest taste in the world!

Seeing that Zhou Yu became a little stupid as he spoke, Qingqing gently touched him and asked with concern: "Zhou Yu, what's wrong with you?" Why did you get distracted all of a sudden? ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I remembered eating elm money when I was a child, and I was distracted all of a sudden. By the way, let's hurry up and hook some more at noon and let my uncle make some for everyone to taste, so that you can eat this meal and want to eat it next. ”

Qingqing was already said to be greedy at this time, and when he heard this, he immediately nodded happily, and excitedly picked up the hook to hook the elm money. Anyway, this is also a technical work, and if you haven't used this kind of hook, it's really not easy to use. So Qingqing hooked twice, and only hooked a few strings.

Seeing Qingqing holding her mouth and looking unconvinced, Zhou Yu said with a smile: "Qingqing, it's not bad that you can hook several strings in such a short time with this hook for the first time, and the first time I used this hook when I was a child, I was not as good as you." ”

"Giggle...... Look at your stupidity, you won't comfort anyone. How old am I now, and do you compare you to me when you were a child? Qingqingjiao smiled.

"Hahaha...... It's still our family's green and smart, I really didn't expect this. However, there are a lot of people on the mountain today, and if I use a hook, I don't know when I will get it, so I might as well go up the tree to get it. ”

"Wow, can you climb such a tall tree?" Qingqing was a little skeptical.

"Girl, what did you say? It's clear that I look down on your second dog brother, no, I'll have to climb up if I'm killed today. Zhou Yu quipped.

After finishing speaking, in Qingqing's mischievous eyes, Zhou Yu spat in his hand, and then put his waist in a cat, and hugged the thick trunk with both hands. With the cooperation of hands and feet, he swooped to the branch of the big tree and carried a young branch with his hands. Throw down a large string of elm money, and Qingqing happily bends down to pick it up in the back basket. The two of them cooperate and have a tacit understanding.

There was nothing on this stout old elm tree, just a tree full of elm money, and after throwing some down, Zhou Yu felt that it was almost there, so he sat on the branch of the big tree and rubbed a large handful of tender green and crystal elm money in his mouth and chewed it in a big mouth. This elm money is sweet and delicious, or the fresh and crisp taste in my memory, and the mouth is still full of fragrance after eating.

After eating Yuqian'er, Zhou Yu climbed down the tree, helped Qingqing pick up all the things on the ground, and saw that the sky was almost dark, and the two happily carried Yuqian back to the mountain.

At this time, Liu Qingshan and Zhou Dabiao were busy in the kitchen, cutting vegetables and cleaning up fish. It's a lot of fun. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu and Qingqing walked in with a basket on their backs and a smile.

"Ergouzi, why did you bring Qingqing here? Hey, what are you carrying? Chef Liu asked curiously.

"Uncle, Qingqing and I got some elm money in the elm forest at the bottom of the mountain, and you can make us a pot of elm money rice later, and let everyone try it at noon."

"Oh, Yu Qian'er? That's a good thing. I just got here and forgot about this stubble, when did I not have to steam two pots at this time to satisfy my hunger? By the way, don't be idle, you kid, hurry up and pick a pick and wash it. Our staple food at noon today is Yuqian rice. Chef Liu said happily.

Next, Zhou Yu didn't use his eldest brother's help, but picked Yu Qian'er with Qingqing, and then washed and drained it. After Chef Liu finished cooking other dishes, he steamed a large pot full of Yuqian rice in a large iron pot.

At noon, everyone ate so happily, whether they were old or young, whether they were from the city or from the countryside. They are full of praise for this elm money rice, especially Mrs. Li and grandma who are eating and tears are coming down, saying that they have not eaten such authentic elm money rice for thirty-four years. In a moment of excitement, tears welled up in his eyes.

I thought that a big pot of Yuqian rice was enough to eat, but what I never expected was that the table full of dishes had not moved. A big pot of Yuqian rice has bottomed out. Fortunately, there was still a lot of Yu money, so Chef Liu smiled and went into the kitchen to steam another pot.

That's 30 to a minute. In everyone's expectation, another large pot of fragrant elm money rice was served.

Qingqing's colleagues, especially those beauties, have long lost their former reserve, and their tender jade hands grab the steaming elm money rice and eat it in a big gulp, not caring about their own image at all, and eating it is so happy.

After a full meal, everyone was lying on the rattan chair in front of the pond lazily basking in the sun, looking at the blue sky, white clouds, green trees, red flowers, smelling the fragrance of the mountains and fields, and the fragrance and sweetness of the elm money rice remained in the mouth, and I felt comfortable and endless......

In the middle of the afternoon, Qingqing's colleagues were very reluctant to get into the car and pull Zhou Yu to give everyone a large watermelon and dragon carp and other local products to the county seat.

In the next few days, Liu Jian left a small number of people on the side of the bridge to be responsible for the modeling of the bridge deck, and the rest were taken to repair the road.

This time the road is different from the time when the village road was built, which is closely related to the fate of Zhoujia Village. Therefore, from the day the construction team started, in addition to taking care of the melon and peach forest and the villagers of Rhodiola rosea, everyone regardless of age had the courage to carry a shovel or something to help, the so-called people rowed a big boat, and with the help of the old folks in Zhoujia Village, the progress of road repair was twice as fast as usual and turned around.

At the same time, in the past few days, Lao Cao also uploaded the beautiful scenery of Phoenix Mountain taken by Qingqing's colleagues to the Internet, although the people who came to travel are not very popular, but there are only a dozen or twenty people a day a few days ago, but there are a lot more, it seems that this network publicity still plays a big role.

But even so, Lao Cao is still very dissatisfied, this passenger flow is less old than he imagined, if there is such a little passenger flow every day, then the two dogs will not have to pay to death? So Lao Cao was very unwilling, and thought hard about countermeasures all day long as if he was obsessed, and even forgot to eat when he thought of being in a trance.

As the master, Zhou Yu's heart is big enough, but he is not worried about it at all, not to mention how happy he is when he smiles all day long. The passenger flow is not a matter that can come up in a day or two, this thing has to be slow, how can you eat a fat man in one bite? If you take 10,000 steps back, what can you do if you don't come as a tourist? With his own magical space and current family business, when he and his family are free in the landscape, they can also ensure the prosperity of Zhoujia Village, what is so terrible? It's a big deal that so many houses I live in with my family, and I just appreciate the color seat Hongqiao.

Because as soon as the bridge was repaired, the Phoenix Mountain was about to start tourism, so Wang Yunhai took his son to Xiaowangzhuang. The gate of the deep mountain wisteria that I promised my grandson was done last autumn, and after a few months of dry drying, the weight is now much lighter, and it is much easier to lift it down the mountain, so the two of them will get the gate down when they enter the mountain this time, and it is good to give the child a face when it opens.

Zhoujia Village and Phoenix Mountain are in full swing around the development of tourism, and the time has finally come to April 28 of the Gregorian calendar. (To be continued......)

PS: The unit has been too busy in the past two days, so the plot arrangement may be a little too tight. So Guangguang ruthlessly took a day off, and tomorrow he will sit at home and think about the future plot, striving to be worthy of everyone's subscriptions, monthly passes and rewards.