Chapter 523: Pheasant Whistle

The days that followed were full of success. No pop-up window Update fast, after Liu Junhao finished charging the phone bill, he kept ringing all day and night, and he was consulting about advertising. Gary couldn't explain clearly, so he could only let those interested companies discuss face-to-face.

Recently, the number of tourists who come to Liujiagou has doubled, not only not to negotiate business, but tourists who pick wild chrysanthemums in the mountains, among which the old men and old ladies are the majority.

Some days ago, wild chrysanthemums bloomed on the side of the ditch and on the hillside, and the wild chrysanthemums on the slopes were crowded next to each other, and the mountains were full of golden sè. Liu Junhao deliberately took a few photos and sent them to the eighteenth floor to call on everyone to pick wild chrysanthemums. In fact, this has become a habit, and he now plays the role of a village propagandist, and as long as there is information, he will post it on the Internet.

Sometimes it is too long to post, and many netizens will call him.

Wild chrysanthemum is good for clearing heat and removing fire, and it is said to have a miraculous effect on the treatment of high blood pressure. Not only those old men and old ladies who come to Liujiagou, most of the tourists will pick some tea and drink it.

In the face of this kind of hot scene, some tourists have privately worried that they will destroy the wild chrysanthemum growing area in Liujiagou. Liu Junhao told him not to worry, wild chrysanthemums are perennial plants, and as long as they are not uprooted, they will not die. Wild chrysanthemums will be wasted if they are not picked.

When picking wild chrysanthemums, Liu Junhao went with the crowd a few times, but he was just for show. There are a lot of chrysanthemums in the stone lock, and the quality is good, so I can't run so far.

In the past two days, he squeezed out and deliberately picked a lot in the stone lock space.

Of course, he didn't pick more wild chrysanthemums to leave for the earth bees.

Now is the last abundant season of soil honey, wild chrysanthemums are relatively late flowers, after harvesting this stubble, the soil bees almost began to rest, ready for winter.

Then the work rang again.

Liu Junhao originally thought that the person who was still asking about advertising was optimistic that it was Huo Jun who called. The other party said that he wanted him to help get a few catties of wolfberries, and the price was negotiable.

"It's no problem for Boss Huo to get a few catties of wolfberries, but the key is that I have to take care of the child now, and I can't get out." Liu Junhao complained bitterly.

The price of wild wolfberries is 100 yuan a catty, this information Liu Junhao just opened an online store. He used to think about it, but after seeing the price of dry goods, he completely dispelled his thoughts.

Wild wolfberries and wild chrysanthemums are everywhere in the countryside and on the edge of the ditch. A wolfberry is only the size of a soybean, and it is too laborious to pick, and people with fast hands and feet can pick up a few catties a day, and it is estimated that it will not even be even a catty after drying. After working so hard and fighting for a hundred yuan, Liu Junhao really can't see the price of a few catties of yellow eel for such a long time. Besides, he really didn't, and now everything is dominated by two little ones.

"You can do my brother a favor, I need it urgently." Huo Jun made a friendship over there. In fact, it's not that he can't harvest wild wolfberries elsewhere, but the key is that he is not at ease and is afraid of buying planted wolfberries with pesticide residues. Huo Jun has dealt with Liu Junhao many times, and he really can't deceive.

"That's it......" Listening to what the other party said, Liu Junhao couldn't refuse, "I'll find someone to get you a sample to ensure that it's wild." ”

"Thank you, thank you," Huo Jun thanked him, and then said the second thing, yes, there is another thing, you got me those sorghum pot auctions, and they have been sold out, and there are still people here who want you to get me a few more. ”

"It's really sold out, Boss Huo, didn't you say that no one wants this kind of old-fashioned one?" Don't jump. Liu Junhao was immediately overjoyed when he heard the news.

Regarding the sorghum pot shooting, Liu Junhao once wandered around the Internet, but saw someone sending a message to complain. said that he wanted to buy a traditional sorghum pot for auction, but he ran half of the city and didn't buy it, so I asked him if he could do it.

Liu Junhao didn't refuse it directly at all. However, after Zhang Qian heard about it, she moved her mind and went back to discuss it, thinking that it was a non-art to tie sorghum pot patting, so she could let the sixth aunt tie more and sell it.

When she first came to Liujiagou, she lived in the sixth aunt's house, which was also half of her maiden family, so Zhang Qian was very concerned about the affairs of the sixth aunt's family. If she can't do something to make money, the first thing she thinks of is that the sixth aunt shoots the sorghum pot, and later she deliberately did an investigation on the Internet.

Liu Junhao also felt that this matter was reliable, but it was not whether the sixth aunt was willing. Because it is laborious and laborious to make sorghum pot shooting, there are few people in rural areas who do it.

First of all, prepare the sorghum mulberry of uniform thickness, and then use a needle and white cotton thread to thread the sorghum mulberry one by one, in this process, the sorghum mulberry must be arranged densely and densely, and finally according to their own needs, the sorghum mulberry can be trimmed into a circle, so that it is durable and durable after it is done, and it is used to steam steamed buns, and there is a faint grass fragrance.

Then Zhang Qian told the sixth aunt about it, and the other party was suspicious of a few of them, and the result was really sold. In the past year, the six aunts' families have sold a lot of pots.

Seeing that this business was not open, Zhang Qian moved her mind again. said that the sixth aunt should not only guard her own door to do business, but should go out.

Then she asked the sixth aunt to tie a few explanations, and when Huo Jun came to Liujiagou, she gave someone to help him sell.

On Sunday, Zhang Qian was at home watching the children. The weather is not good, she Suo Xing pushed the old and the second to go to the village to play. Liu Junhao also followed, went to the village, asked the sixth aunt to help pick some wolfberries, and by the way, told her about Huo Jun's sorghum pot.

After hearing him say, the sixth aunt was embarrassed, Xiao Hao had no problem picking wolfberries, and the sorghum pot couldn't be done, and there were no materials. ”

The business is too good, but it is also troublesome, the sixth aunt did not think about it at all, in advance, so many tourists are interested in sorghum pot shooting, plus her own plot has no spare plots to plant sorghum on a large scale, as a result, she has used up the sorghum mulberry she planted in the past few months. Without raw materials, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

"What then?" Zhang Qian was also dumbfounded when she heard this, and then gave another suggestion: "It's too late to plant now, next year, your family will plant corn, and all of them will be sorghum." ”

Hearing this, Liu Junhao sweated for a while, and said that it was unreliable. This is a typical layman's command, and the words spoken by the insider's words make people laugh off their big teeth.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Qian saw that the sixth aunt was also there, shaking her head, and suddenly became depressed.

"You have calculated the cost, there is no corn a piece of more than a catty, an acre of corn can earn a thousand yuan of corn planted, sorghum five cents more than a catty, and the yield is extremely low, less than half of the corn, an acre of land can earn three or four hundred yuan, to the edge of the sky. Some families in the village grow sorghum, mainly because some plots often accumulate water, other crops do not grow, and sorghum is resistant to waterlogging. No family would have planted it on a good plot. ”

After listening to the analysis, Zhang Qian swallowed her tongue and didn't dare to continue to suggest. Although she has lived in Liujiagou for a few years and has personally gone to the ground, she really doesn't know the price and output of some agricultural products.

"Otherwise, Aunt Six, you pick wolfberries and sorghum first, and put the pot patting things away. When I turned around, I asked Huo Jun if he wanted to see Ba Maozha's pot and shoot him. In desperation, Liu Junhao had no choice but to retreat.

"Ba Mao can also be patted in a pot?" Zhang Qian became curious again.

Ba Mao can really shoot in a pot, but there are even fewer people who use this. The reason is very simple, the barberry leaf is serrated and cuts the hand without paying attention, and usually no one wants to touch it at all.

After explaining the matter, Liu Junhao turned around and went home. There are no people in my yard, maybe there will be people to buy yellow eels later.

It was rare to be free, Liu Junhao sat in a chair, took out a peach pit from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and blew nonsense.

At first, his voice was a little hoarse, but after adjusting it a few times, it became high-pitched. If you listen closely, it looks like a pheasant is crowing in the yard.

After a while, the pheasants in the courtyard were attracted by the sound and crowed around.

He was blowing proudly, but Zhao Guangming's voice sounded at the door, what are you kid doing, playing cockfighting in broad daylight? ”

"Here," Liu Junhao blew twice, and then drove away the pheasants around him.

"What's in your mouth," Zhao Guangming asked curiously, hearing the pheasant's name.

"You" Liu Junhao opened his mouth and landed on the palm of his hand.

"It's ...... Peach pits? Zhao Guangming leaned closer, looked at it twice, and then asked.

Liu Junhao nodded, and a few days ago, I went to the old Liang Tou in Daliang Village to teach me to make a pheasant whistle. ”

Ordinary people may think that the pheasant whistle is very complicated, but in fact, this production is very simple, that is, choose a peach pit, and then polish a round hole on both sides, dig out the peach kernel inside, so that the production is successful.

The made pheasant whistle is put in the mouth and inhaled slowly to produce a pheasant-like whining sound. However, this is easier said than done, but not so easy to use, you have to be familiar with the pheasant's cry, and then put it in your mouth and practice it repeatedly, so that the sound will sound like a pheasant call. Liu Junhao practiced for more than a month to reach his current state.

"It's really going to attract pheasants, I don't." Zhao Guangming looked at this simple peach pit and still felt a little no.

"Hehe, didn't you see it all just now." Liu Junhao put the pheasant whistle in his mouth, sucked and blew the pheasants in the yard, and immediately fluttered and flew.

In less than two minutes, he was surrounded by a large group.

"Your pheasant doesn't count, it's a condition anti-shè. I can call them too......" Zhao Guangming still didn't make a sound of "enough chickens" in his mouth.

The pheasants that were originally surrounding Liu Junhao turned around and ran to Zhao Guangming.

"Khan, you're shouting that chickens eat food." Liu Junhao said depressedly. In fact, the chickens in the countryside are fed with this kind of shouting, and the pheasants in their yards are used to hearing this sound from childhood to adulthood.

"It's a good day, why don't we go around the river beach and see if it works if we encounter a real pheasant." (To be continued.)