A fight of incense finally evolved into a sacrifice in Miao Village!

Ling Yuxin looked at the pious expressions of the mountain people, and couldn't help but sigh that Wen Yiming could really pretend to be forced, but this time it was better, becoming a VIP of Miao Village, and long-term cooperation was more guaranteed.

"Sir, please rest assured, the bet will be given to Meng Yao as soon as possible!"

Lin Mengyao came to Wen Yiming and said sincerely: "I will have the opportunity to see Mr. again in the future, please give me advice when the time comes!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, this acquisition failed, and it was useless to stay here, it was more practical to find another target.

"Let's go, please move to the cold house, everyone will chat while eating!" Ah Gong couldn't care about keeping Lin Mengyao at this time, the favor had been exhausted, and the little girl's level was not good, so she couldn't complain about others.

What's more, after the magical scene of a hundred butterflies surrounding incense, Ah Gong has already regarded Wen Yiming as a distinguished guest, and it is the most stable decision to cooperate with such an incense master for a long time.

A group of people came to Ah Gong's house, the time was noon, everyone chatted while drinking tea, Ah Gong smiled and said to Wen Yiming: "Mr. came from afar, I don't have anything precious here to entertain distinguished guests, how about you taste the mountain specialties today?"

Wen Yiming said politely: "Thank you Ah Gong, I tasted our Miao craftsmanship at Ah Feng's house last time, and I feasted on it, everything is up to you!"

Ah Gong smiled and nodded, and asked the family to prepare lunch, leaving Diao Lao and Ah Feng to accompany the guests. Since the long-term cooperation is ahead, Ling Yuxin began to discuss the conditions with Ah Gong, and there is no need to hear about this kind of thing.

"Okay, the little girl replaces the wine with tea, toast everyone!" After a few verbal arguments, the two sides finally reached a verbal agreement, Ling Yuxin raised the teacup and said with satisfaction: "I wish our cooperation a long time!"

Everyone raised their glasses, everyone was happy, and the most excited was Ah Feng, who actually became the spokesperson of Miao Village in just a few days, and was fully responsible for the cooperation with Yaxiangju, which made him flattered!

Although the huge pie was smashed on his head, Ah Feng didn't dare to move his mind, whether it was Diao's father or Ah Gong, they actually agreed to cooperate only after seeing Yiming's face. Without the help of others, you are nothing!

Secretly made up his mind to follow Yaxiangju well, with a master like Mr. Wen, why worry about not having a chance to make a fortune?

Everyone chatted while drinking, and soon the meal was served, Ah Gong pointed to a plate of green appetizers and said, "Sir, please try it, see how the leaves of the Tsubaki tree taste here?"

"Every winter goes to spring, the cuckoo is singing, the spring water is thawed, and the countryside is full of spring and moving. Ah Gong pointed to the distant mountains and said: "The mountains in the distance are ethereal and distant, and the branches of toons in the forest are beginning to sprout. ”

"As soon as the spring breeze blows on March or 5, those bent buds scramble out of the purple-brown velvet layer, stretch the young leaves, and look at the trees from afar under the water-filled sunlight, like a red flame. The girls and children in our Miao village can pick up the bamboo pole and the top fork and start beating the tsubaki. ”

Wen Yiming picked up the green and tender Tsubaki leaves, put them in his mouth, the fragrance was fragrant, sweet and delicious, and he said with satisfaction: "I remember that Mr. Wang Zengqi once commented on Tsubaki leaves, the so-called entrance of a basket, three springs are unforgettable!"

"The rushing fresh air of the toon head is the most cool and deflective, which makes people feel happy physically and mentally. Wash the toon head and put boiling water on it, chop it and mix it with tofu cold, pour some small sesame oil, don't wait to raise the chopsticks, the moving color and fragrance have already floated into the mouth from the bottom of the eyes. It's refreshing to look and speak!"

Speaking of this, he recalled Wen Yiming's childhood memories and said emotionally: "There is an old saying in our hometown, before the rain, after the rain. Tsubaki is very particular about the season. The so-called Tsubaki head before the rain is tender and silkless, and after the rain, the Tsubaki head has wooden branches. ”

"In our hometown, we only hit the side branches and the buds and leaves that are slanted out from the side, and do not touch the strong Tsubaki at the top of the main branch. I couldn't finish eating the tsubaki for a while, so my grandmother dried and pickled it, put it in the absorbent jar and sealed it, no matter how long it was opened, it was so fragrant that it didn't even change much in color. ”

"I still remember when I was a child, my grandmother would cut the toon heads into thin strips and mix them with the fried yellow egg skin, stack them in a white porcelain plate, pour boiled rapeseed oil, and serve them on a whole plate with bright yellow between green and light red. ”

"Don't talk about eating, just watching, it's more eye-catching. Take a bite of such a toon head and let the fresh air spread slowly in your mouth, and it feels like holding spring in your mouth and enjoying it little by little......"

A sentence evokes everyone's memories of childhood, Diao's father smiled: "The mountain people use the toon head as a shallot, coriander to improve the freshness and remove the fishy smell, such as boiling fresh fish soup, sprinkle some toon leaves, after eating the fish, the taste, and then you can drink two large bowls of food." ”

"Miao people leave their hometowns and go out, and among the dry food they bring, there are toon buns, also called pantangled buns, eating such buns, and not forgetting their homeland for thousands of miles. ”

Wen Yiming nodded with a smile and said, "Speaking of toons, many people like to push Taihe toons to the extreme. What is the so-called purple oil toon, black oil toon, red toon and green toon, and the quality of purple oil toon is the most. ”

Legend has it that the Tang Dynasty purple oil chun had specialized in making tribute, every time before and after the valley rain, the fast horse on the post road is the best purple oil chun buds, day and night non-stop galloping Chang'an. It's really a red dust concubine laughing, no one knows that it's a toon!"

"I don't know what kind of toon is in my hometown, I just know that it's all red leaves and shiny stems. Legend has it that it was dyed by the blood of the cuckoo's cry, because the cuckoo always likes to stop on the high toon branches and cry long, spreading the news of spring. ”

Wen Yiming remembered: "In short, in my heart, the most beautiful thing is the taste of my hometown!"

"Well said!"

Ah Gong is well-informed, can see the other party's true feelings, and praised: "Mr. feelings make the old man moved, and his hometown is a safe haven for us Miao people." No matter the storm outside, as long as you go home, there will always be your own dishes and chopsticks on the dinner table!"

The atmosphere is becoming more and more harmonious, and Ah Gong appreciates Wen Yiming and Ling Yuxin even more, they are worthy of being the children of big families, polite and courteous, no matter how they talk or demeanor, they are all dragons and phoenixes among people.

"Come, try this dish, wild boar stewed wild vegetables, one of our Miao favorites!"

Serve a steaming large iron pot, the aroma is overflowing, and it is appetizing. Ah Gong scooped up a bowl with a big spoon and introduced: "Needless to say, the wild boar hunted in the mountains has a slightly rough meat, but it is full of strength, and it has a unique flavor with wild vegetables in the mountains." ”

"Aparagus...... Cover bamboo shoots...... booting, and ...... Thorn Rose?"

Smelling Yiming's nose moving slightly, the fragrance of various herbs hit, and he sighed: "It is worthy of the people of the mountains, where is this a pot of dishes?

"Hahaha, I really can't hide anything from Mr.!"

Ah Gonghuai laughed and said: "Our ancestors have relied on the mountains to eat the mountains for generations, all of them are gifts from the mountains, at that time we went into the mountains to dig Chinese herbs, and often ate yellow essence, shou wu, lily, and poria cocos casually. Eating these sweet and glutinous things that nourish qi and blood is mostly to satisfy hunger, and it is not at all a popular medicinal diet and food supplement. ”

"This is Tianmendong, Tianmendong, the half-human-high clump of green and green figures in the deep mountain bamboo forest. Whenever spring and February, such as the arrow-shaped tender stem will jump out of the surface, to be the ruler to pinch off the long time, like a green hosta, the entrance is tender and crisp, the kind of slippery and greasy umami, there is the feeling of eating winter bamboo shoots and flat tips. ”

"The bamboo shoot itself is tasteless, only the thickness of a little finger, and when the green shell is peeled off, it is watery and has a fresh luster of white spirits. There is also the common booting in Yeling, pull it out of the leaf sheath, pinch off the old shoots, and fry with the spring snail and ham slices, black, white, red and green, the wonderful thing is that the meat flavor is thick and mellow and long, the vegetarian taste is clear and light and far sweet, the taste is layered, just like going back and forth to the red dust pure land, the downtown valley. ”

"As for the roots of the thatch, they are as bright as white jade silk, pure and sweet, and they are alive and alive, and the mothers in the village will stew the old hen to make up for their bodies. ”