The tractor carried a cart full of bumper harvest mountain goods, and under the guidance of the young woman Shujie, it walked on the flat ground in the forest, turning east and west, and wading through the shallowest part of a river.

The river is shallow, and there are no big fish in the small river, but it is rich in small fish such as willow roots, glass sticks, loaches, and occasionally large crucian carp.

Song Shushu really has some gluttonous sauce and stewed river fish.

The fish in this river are stupid.

Pour out a large flower basket, throw some earthworms, and some steamed bun dregs into the basket, and then sink the basket deep into the river.

It only takes three to five minutes to pull the basket out, and under the basket, dozens of small fish about half a foot long are jumping and fluttering, most of which are round and fleshy willow roots.

These fish do not have a long memory, the second time under the basket, the same can catch so much, three or two to catch a dozen catties, enough to make a full spoon.

Seeing that it was almost noon, I would take it when I saw it, drove the tractor on the machine farming road, returned to the village, poured out the mushrooms and hazelnuts in the basket and spread them on the ground to dry, and Song Shushu was busy cooking.

The identity of the cook, in the boundary of Ganxi Village, cannot be removed.

When the river fish is stewed in sauce, the sauce should be put in a lot, and all the sauce saved is poured into it, and it is made into pickles.

The next time I go to the town, I want to buy more sauce and come back, the sauce in the village, the strong smell of stinky feet, and even the smell of the pit, Song Shushu, who has never been stinky, really can't accept it.

Hu Li lay at the door and whispered, "Do I want to go and touch a chicken and come back?"

"It's better not to, I have to ask Brother Feng for help in the afternoon, let's eat his chicken, shouldn't he come......"

"Well, when he's done helping, I'll steal the chickens!" Hu Li whispered.

Before he unloaded the mill, he began to kill the donkey.

Hu Xiaolin also poked his head, sniffed the aroma of the vegetables deeply, and then said with a dissatisfied face: "We can eat secretly at night, that big black man is too good to eat!"

"Good idea!" Song Shushu raised a big finger to avoid the Black Jiao King stealing food, and he didn't have any psychological pressure at all.

The two sides belong to a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship, and he is excluded, and he has no psychological pressure at all.

Because everyone is a foodie, this stewed river fish in horse spoon sauce, even if it is added with soaked daylily and some greens, it is definitely not enough to eat, and you can only use greens to make up the number.

Radish cabbage, green red pepper and other dipping pickles are available, a big pot full of casual eating, these crooked melons and cracked dates like vegetables, than those vegetables bought in the supermarket, much more delicious, absolute pure natural organic vegetables, put outside, money can't buy.

Sent Hu Li to call Brother Feng to eat, as soon as the food came out of the pot, Hu Li led Brother Feng back, and Brother Wolf also staggered, carrying a wine bottle to eat on time.

The daylily dried and then soaked is very safe and has no toxicity, but it does not affect its deliciousness at all, but it is a little more chewy than fresh daylily.

Song Shushu had already been poisoned the last time he ate undercooked fresh daylily, and he was almost doused with monster feces.

Now he already has a psychological shadow.

But I still couldn't hold back the deliciousness of the daylily, so I grabbed a chopstick first.

Everything was perfect except for the salty bits.

By the time he took the second chopstick, there was only miso soup left in the pot.

There are even few fish bones on the table, and these foodies are not afraid of fish bones stuck in their throats.

But the remaining miso soup after the stewed river fish in the sauce is just as delicious, pick up a few vegetable leaves, wrap them in green onions, chili and radish pieces, dip them in the miso soup, and the fresh sauce of the vegetable and fish is salty and mixed together and burst in the mouth.

That kind of taste is simply a piece of pork belly without changing, and the thief pulls down the rice.

Song Shushu finished eating a bowl of rice, the green vegetable pot also bottomed out, and there was no remaining miso soup, the basin was drawn cleanly, as if a dog had licked it, and even the work of brushing the pot could be saved.

Take a break, cheekily ask Brother Feng to help, one of the people who got rich first must include Brother Feng, not to mention anything else, just those unfertilized eggs in his family are enough to get rich, and it is purely to help to engage in mountain goods.

Hu Li quietly put away a lot of hazelnuts first, and then stewed chicken after roasting it was not delicious, the last hazelnut stewed chicken, so that she has always forgotten, the only drawback is that the moisture content of the hazelnut kernel is too large, far less crisp than the ripe hazelnut kernel.

Brother Feng is even more beautiful than a woman, and he is dressed more beautiful than a woman, and even in the degree of delicacy of his mind, he is no worse than a woman, and even stronger than a woman.

Watching him live is simply a kind of enjoyment, every move does not carry any fireworks, but gives people a feeling of fluttering immortals.

The pair of ten slender and smooth white fingers, when they are really like green onions, when raised, the middle finger and ring finger sink slightly, forming an orchid finger that is not obvious, which is simply so beautiful that people directly ignore his gender.

Tiger Xiaolin has always been unaccustomed to his style, and every time he has to whisper and pretend to be forced.

Hu Li was even more unhappy, not that she couldn't get used to seeing Brother Feng, but that she couldn't get used to it, Song Shushu looked at Brother Feng's eyes.

In her opinion, Brother Feng is definitely her most powerful rival in love.

Even if the village chief of Xiao Song is straight, if he continues like this, he will be bent sooner or later.

Hu Li's delicate little face turned pale with anger, but she was reluctant to say anything heavy to her man, turned her head, kicked Tiger Xiaolin's calf hard, kicked Hu Xiaolin away, and said with a displeased face: "What are you doing? Don't lie at me if you are angry!"

"It's you, you don't have any eyesight, you don't have anything to eat at night, hurry up and take the village chief of Xiao Song to catch a wild boar and come back, we have a bumper harvest, don't kill a pig to celebrate!"

"It's just a little bit of a thing, celebrate a yarn!" Tiger Roaring Forest snorted, "Besides, we're not ...... at night."

Hu Li's eyes widened, and her pretty face was full of anger, so that Hu Xiaolin held back the words behind her, and only then did she know what was going on.

Song Shushu was very reluctant, not that he had to face the difficulties, but looking at Brother Feng's elegant movements, he felt pleasing to the eye, he could swear to the sky, he was really just looking at it with appreciative eyes!

Tiger Xiaolin dragged him to the back of the village, and the young woman Shujie looked around in panic, then quietly retreated, and quietly caught up with Song Shushu.

When Hu Xiaolin's ring eyes glared at her, the young woman Shujie was so frightened that she hurriedly used Song Shushu as a shield to block between them, and said timidly: "I know where there are wild boars!"

"You still need to say, I know it too!" "Hu Xiaolin said, and as soon as he stretched out his arm unceremoniously, he pulled it towards Shujie.

As soon as Song Shushu stretched out his hand, he stopped Hu Xiaolin's arm.

He really can't look at it, firstly, it is this young woman of Shujie, who always looks like a frightened rabbit, and secondly, Tiger Roaring Forest They always look at Shujie.

No matter what grievances you have, you won't be so blushing to a woman!