On the way, Wang Mingyuan casually picked up a handful of weeds and rubbed them a few times on his hands.

When I was carrying the pheasant just now, my hands were stained with fishy smell, which I could hide with the smell of weeds.

Bees are more sensitive to smells, and if they are not covered, they are prone to disorder, attack in groups, and become more and more fierce.

This is just like a beekeeper who does not use a strong fragrance shampoo or soap before work, which is too irritating.

Wang Mingyuan came to the bee bucket and found that the bee bucket was made of log saws with a diameter of about 40 centimeters, one large and one small, and then hollowed out with a special digging chisel, which was about 70 centimeters long.

This kind of approach is already very careful in this era.

It can be seen that Zhang Shouzhong is also a person who loves and hates bees, hurts and is happy.

In fact, bees are very docile, as long as you understand some of its characteristics, and pay attention to avoidance, pay attention to the range of movement is not too large to bump into or squeeze them, it is easy not to sting.

After all, the sting also means the end of its life.

Wang Mingyuan knows bees very well, and has been in contact with them since he was a child, and he is a professional in bee science, so he has a lot of experience in this area.

He squatted down in front of the beehive, gently peeled off the bark and pressed stones from the bee bucket, and then gently turned the bee bucket over, feeling that the beehive was heavy, and he knew that there would be no shortage of honey inside.

Disturbed, the bee colony began to be a little restless, and many bees came out and flew around the hive.

Wang Mingyuan didn't care about that, he picked up a small stone and knocked it around the bottom half of the bee bucket, and after a few minutes, he gently pried the upper half of the bee bucket open with a small stick.

Driven by vibration, the bees have the characteristics of being upward, and the queen bee gathers wherever she is, so most of the bees have climbed to the top and exposed the bee spleen.

He gently placed the small half of the bee bucket in place, and then brought the other half of the bee spleen to the side.

Wang Mingyuan looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Zhangjiaao and the surrounding mountains and forests, flower and plant resources are excellent, but after all, it is still in early spring, except for a few relatively early flowering, the real flower and plant army is still behind. At this time, there is even a full of capped honey in it, which is obviously the old honey of last year's autumn and winter, a good thing.

He immediately broke off a small stick, broke out the bevel and carefully inserted it into the bee's spleen, and began to clean the old spleen from the side, until the best pieces of old honey were removed, and then he was satisfied to restore the bee barrel.

The whole process, Zhang Shouzhong watched it thrillingly, he couldn't understand why those bees were all fiddled like this by Wang Mingyuan, obviously so many bees flew around him so fiercely, but they didn't sting him.

Seeing Wang Mingyuan come back with a thick pile of bee spleen, Zhang Shouzhong couldn't help but extend a thumbs up to him: "Awesome, how did you do it?" ”

"That's it, just move gently, the main thing is that you, the earth bee, are really well-behaved!" Wang Mingyuan smiled, he took out Huazi from his pocket, saluted Zhang Shouzhong again, and then pointed to the thick stack of bee spleen he was holding in his hand: "Third uncle, I'll take these things away." ”

Zhang Shouzhong nodded stunned, watched Wang Mingyuan go back with the pheasant holding the honey, and muttered: "This is turned and pried, knocked and smashed, obviously very rough, except for the slower movements, is it related to gentleness?" ”

He looked at the other bee buckets, and immediately went back to the house to get a clay pot with honey, ready to try it like Wang Mingyuan.

It's just that just a few times after he knocked on another bee bucket, he was stung several times on his eyelids and the bridge of his nose.

Wang Mingyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw his embarrassed appearance on the other side.

For people who love bees, how to fiddle with bees is the best way to communicate, and it can be regarded as laying the foundation for future intimacy.

For now, it's better to make offerings to your own five internal organs temple first!

Wang Mingyuan went into the kitchen, found a clay basin to put the honey away, then tied the pheasant, washed his hands, and then stuffed a piece of honey in his mouth to chew.

At that moment, sweetness filled every corner of the mouth, and the whole person suddenly became energetic, and even the pores seemed to be dilated.

Comfortable!

After a few small pieces of honeycomb honey were swallowed, the hunger pangs were swept away.

Looking at the honey in the clay pot, and roughly estimating, there were at least four catties left, Wang Mingyuan couldn't help but start thinking, waiting for Han Xiaoling to come back from buying meat, and get a good meal of honey-made braised pork for himself.

Now, it's better to kill the chickens quickly.

He lit a fire, took a copper pot and began to boil water, and just as he cleaned up the pheasant feathers and was about to open his stomach, he saw Han Xiaoling coming back with a basket full of things.

"Rice, two corners and one pound, flour one pound and eighty-one pounds, I bought ten pounds of the same, one pound of pork, five pounds of pork, and the rest of the money gave you a few bottles of penicillin in the health center to reduce inflammation."

As soon as Han Xiaoling entered the kitchen, she put the back basket on the table, took out the things from the inside, and reported while taking them.

Wang Mingyuan was looking at Han Xiaoling with a look at the gods at this time: "It's nearly eighty miles back and forth, and when you returned, you still carried more than thirty pounds of things, and it only took you seven or eight hours to come back." This foot is too powerful. ”

"What is this? I'm still slow, the fellows of the production team, there are many people carrying hundreds of pounds of things, and it doesn't take me so long to go back and forth, which is also to blame for the delay in using money to find someone to exchange face tickets, rice tickets and meat tickets, otherwise I can come back faster. ”

Han Xiaoling said as she walked to the water tank, and directly scooped a scoop of cold water and poured it down, seeing her like this, she knew that she was tired enough.

This has to be replaced by the current people, even if it is empty, not many people can walk down.

The so-called soles of the feet are turned upside down and vigorous efforts, not all of which are forced by life.

"You didn't buy something to eat?" Wang Mingyuan asked.

"Reluctantly!" Han Xiaoling swallowed her saliva and said softly.

When Wang Mingyuan heard this, his heart hurt inexplicably, he took a palm-sized piece of honey from the clay basin and handed it to Han Xiaoling: "Hurry up and eat some, replenish it!" ”

"Honey!" Han Xiaoling's face was full of surprise: "Where did you get it?" ”

"Opposite, Zhang Shouzhong, and Uncle Zhang gave it." Wang Mingyuan smiled and said: "I also bought a pheasant from him, and I will get you fried chicken and honey braised pork to eat at night." ”

"Can't you save some? Also fried chicken, don't you know how expensive oil is? Change it to stew, and also, those meats, you have to save some food, refine more oil, and after today, there will be tomorrow. Han Xiaoling said vaguely while sucking on the honey.

"It's not easy for people to live for a lifetime, and they can't treat themselves badly." Wang Mingyuan knew that Han Xiaoling was right, but he refused to follow him.

However, in the end, Han Xiaoling was still defeated, the key was that the girl held the small oil tank in her arms, as if using a little more oil would kill her, and finally the fried chicken turned into stewed chicken, but the braised pork was insisted on by Wang Mingyuan.

Looking at the pork that was missing half all of a sudden, Han Xiaoling's heart seemed to have been slashed, it hurt too much. If this is refined into oil residue and mixed with other vegetables, you can eat several more meals.

This guy is simply a glutton, a loser.

In these years, even if it is a holiday, not many people can eat so proudly.

However, when the well-stewed pheasant and the braised pork were placed on the table, and the half pot of white rice was added, her saliva swallowed and swallowed, which was too tempting.

Even when a piece of braised pork was put in her mouth, full of oil and sweet, her tears couldn't stop flowing: "I haven't eaten such a delicious thing in a few years." ”

Wang Mingyuan smiled: "This is the taste of life." ”