Chapter 15: Shouting Throat
"Hold the grass, this is really fake!"
"Whether it's true or not, I don't dare to say that the tombstone is a prop, it looks too real, I don't know many words, for fear of blaspheming the soul."
Mrs. Xu and Xu Tianxin finally walked through this grave circle in the barrage of "seeing the coffin and making a fortune" floating on the screen.
As soon as I walked into the woods, the background music in the live broadcast room changed, and it suddenly became brisk, which startled the audience who didn't react: "The little girl picking mushrooms is carrying a big bamboo basket on her back......"
"Milk, there are so many mushrooms!"
Mrs. Xu had a look of outwitting.
She guessed that many people had not yet poured out the emptiness, so they could only dig some in the mountains near their homes.
But if you wait for everyone to take a breath, let alone go through the grave circle, you have to run to the mountains and the ground.
There are several times in her memory that because of grabbing mushroom territory, she and the old ladies in the village pulled their hair and dried up. I don't know if the peasant women who live in the town will come to this mountain if they are nearby.
Therefore, she had to make a time difference and pick more to dry and store.
Storage is not for selling money, don't expect to be able to sell it at a high price here, there are many mountains, and you have it at home.
She is planning to wait until there is nothing to eat in the winter, stir-fry some mushrooms with garlic sprouts, red and green pepper chop pull mushrooms, is it better than eating pickles?
For example, when she goes back tonight, she will make some mushroom sauce and roll out some noodles mixed with elm noodles and sorghum noodles to eat.
Mrs. Xu thought about this in her heart and swallowed her saliva.
While picking mushrooms, she pondered and waited for her sons to arrive home, and asked the second child to make a few long wooden shelves as flower pots, and she wanted to plant garlic seedlings, onions, celery and spinach in the house in winter, and sprouts.
It just so happened that her house was built big, and all of them came in handy, so that her family would have food to eat on nine cold days.
However, in a few side houses, it is necessary to build more fire walls and stoves in winter, and it is useless if the temperature does not come up.
Thinking about it this way, she still has to go home and drop some adobe to save up first? I don't know if I have to spend a lot of copper plates to build a stove, Emma, why do you have so much work to do every day.
Xu Tianxin told Mrs. Xu: "Grandma, the family is swiping the screen to buy mushrooms. "It's fresh and big, and I want to buy some.
Mrs. Xu squatted in front of her to pick mushrooms, and when she heard this, she turned her head and said, "Bao'er, I also want to sell milk, how poor are our grandparents and grandchildren?" Life here is really fresh, and every day is the first day to discover that you are poorer. But it can't be sold, we are not qualified to bring the goods, so you should be careful and praise and don't forget to order it, and you and your friends will also publicize and come to see. Wait until the day when you can really sell it......"
Can ancient objects really be sold for modern times?
Then she will turn the horse upside down, and that thing will have to make money for a long time, and she can sell it...... Stop, recycle, don't worry about it.
However, what if, in case of the day of sale, Mr. Xu said generously: "If there are still many mushrooms in this season or in the spring, what is grandma selling, post a little to the treasures, don't need money, just spend some effort, oh my God, it's not a big deal, grandma will talk about it." ”
When the time comes, she will be able to sell horses, and she will not be short of that mushroom money.
Mrs. Xu was amused by her imagination and ran to ancient times as a second-class dealer.
She patted the mushroom at her feet and made a wish: "You don't have to worry about the money next year." ”
Xu Tianxin was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then patted the mushroom head in his hand and said: "Then I'll help the family members in the live broadcast room make a wish, gently pat the mushroom head, and don't worry about making money this year." ”
Xu Tianxin rarely speaks during the live broadcast, and people who have always spoken little suddenly came to such a sentence, who doesn't like to listen to an auspicious word, which made the family members in the live broadcast room immediately become enthusiastic and shouted:
"Little assistant, that's interesting."
"There, in front of you, is that a mushroom?"
"Oh, I'm dying, there's a lot more behind the bushes, I can see them all."
"Little assistant, don't move, raise the camera and point it in the distance, I want to see if it's a wild mountain grape?"
"Mom, over there, there's a wild mountain clove on the left-hand side uphill, I haven't seen this thing in years. When I was in elementary school, my grandmother sold it at the school gate for five cents a cup. ”
Xu Tianxin was very busy, she was directed by everyone, accompanied by the background music in the live broadcast room: I hurriedly walked into the forest, the forest was full of bushes, I couldn't find its whereabouts, I only saw the trees shaking the wind.
Xu Tianxin always felt that this song was scolding her, burying her very big, her eyes were like blindness, and there was no family in the live broadcast room.
"Up the tree."
"Okay", Xu Tianxin was commanded by everyone and climbed the tree again.
And for more than an hour, the entire live broadcast room was only filled with the same atmosphere, that is, "About the fact that I am really happy to pick mushrooms and wild fruits".
Mrs. Xu also served as a food broadcaster for everyone, she stood next to the red mountain clove tree, put a bunch of wild mountain clove fruits, put it on the placket of her clothes and rubbed it into her mouth.
This thing has to be eaten in a whole skewer to enjoy it.
Then her whole face wrinkled into a hemp ball: "Oh, sweet! ”
Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned: "......" Do you have a sweet expression, you seem to be eating a whole bunch of hawthorn, and your mouth is about to burst with sour water across the screen.
Mrs. Xu clicked her lips, her mouth was full of the aftertaste of the fruit, and she tasted it carefully: "Really, it is sweet and sour, a little sweet and astringent." The pulp is really not delicious, it is like firewood, and it is the fruit water that is eaten. In fact, this thing will be better after the frost, it will wilt, soft, sweet and sour, like the conditions at home, put it in a pot and steam it with sugar, that is enough to taste. No, I'll have to pick more for my granddaughter, or I'll be swept away in a few days. ”
Mrs. Xu was afraid that her granddaughter would not have any fruit to eat in winter, so after picking the mountain clove fruit, she walked deeper to pick wild grapes.
This time, eating wild mountain grapes was eaten and sown by Xu Tianxin, and as soon as she put it in her mouth and bit it, she was so sour that she squatted down and curled up: "Woo woo, I have lost my teeth." ”
Mrs. Xu shook her straw hat and fanned the wind, laughing and said, "It's okay, it's delicious when I get back to make grape cakes for you." ”
At this moment, the smile on the old lady's face suddenly froze, what is the sound?
Not to mention that the live broadcast room system definitely understands the sound effect bonus: "Chicken Chicken Chicken Coo Day, who stole my eggs!" ”
"Milk, pheasant." Xu Tianxin reacted as soon as she heard this song, but she was still a beat slower than her grandmother.
Mrs. Xu's hat had already run away, ran out of the afterimage, and took the rake all the way to the chicken.
Everyone in the live broadcast room: "About us catching chickens in the net, my voice is going to be hoarse and excited", I was almost too busy, "Then what about that, here and here, it's not good, I ran one, Emma, the little rice bucket, flying, grab its feet, oh my God, I'm full of ashes!" ”
Xu Tianxin: When I like her, I call someone else's little assistant, and I will say that the child rubs some hand cream, and it is really interesting to praise her. When I don't like her, I call someone a small rice bucket.
Xu Tianxin wiped the soil on her face, and she did her best. In order to catch chickens, I hit my head against a tree, and when I got up, there were stars in front of me, and my clothes almost caught static electricity.
Fortunately, one of the chickens, Mrs. Xu, who was small and not tall, jumped and ran all the way, and kept chasing after her, in order to kill the demon and remove the chicken, it was like Marshal Tianpeng's upper body, and with a rake, she slapped the remaining pheasant back half to death.
"Bao'er, look at it, the milk will bleed it and go back to give you stewed meat to eat."
Mrs. Xu was excited.
Absolutely not to sell for money, this is the first chicken that their grandparents and grandchildren caught in ancient times, it only makes sense to eat it in the stomach, and the taste of this chicken must be remembered.
Remember the difficulties of settling down in ancient times, but there are also good things.
But she was so excited that she found that her granddaughter didn't laugh anymore, and motioned for her to stop.
What Mrs. Xu didn't know was that the family members in the live broadcast room were going crazy: snake!!