Don't panic in a famine, I live in the mountains with my golden finger

Chapter 302 Selling Sour Bamboo Shoots

"return!"

"I'm sorry, the dogs in the village will bark when they see a stranger. Whose family are you from?"

Hearing the sound of dogs barking outside, a middle-aged man from the next room came out and called out to stop the barking dogs.

When I realized it was a stranger, I couldn't help but ask a question.

Liu Zhushan thanked the middle-aged man and said, "Let's go find Niu Xuemin."

"Oh, Xuemin, just go straight over there to the end."

"it is good."

Liu Zhushan drove the ox cart away. The big man took a look at the dogs and walked into the house fanning himself.

The dogs stuck out their tongues and cleverly ran under the tree and lay down.

……

Liu Zhushan stopped in front of a blue brick and tile house, looked up at the house in front of him with envy on his face.

Pointing to the house, he asked, "Is this the one?"

"Yes, that's it. It's the easiest house to recognize in the village."

Uncle Wang nodded, walked up and knocked on the door.

"coming!"

The courtyard door was opened. Niu Xuemin was chewing a bun with a towel hanging on his shoulder. He looked at the three people standing outside with a look of surprise on his face.

"Oh, Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu, you are here. Come in, please come in." Niu Xuemin chewed the bun in two or three bites and invited the three men in.

"This is my son Liu Zhushan, a few years older than you." Uncle Liu introduced Liu Zhushan to Niu Xuemin, and Liu Zhushan nodded to Niu Xuemin as a greeting.

"Come on, have some water. The weather is getting hot, so I won't serve you tea." Niu Xuemin brought three wooden bowls and filled them with cold water.

"It's okay. Farmers don't have so many requirements." Uncle Wang said happily, picking up a bowl of water and drinking it in big gulps.

"Have you prepared all your materials?"

The four of them chatted for a while, and then Uncle Wang got down to business.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you." Niu Xuemin nodded and pointed to the backyard, "It's right over there."

"Have you eaten yet? Do you want to fill your stomach first?"

"No need to trouble you, we've already eaten." Uncle Liu waved his hand and said quickly.

So Niu Xuemin didn't waste any time and took the three people to look at the rooms where the earthen kang was to be built. There were three rooms in total, and there was an empty space for the construction.

"Uncle Wang, you can rest here for a while. Wait until it's not so hot, then start working. We're not in a hurry. We'll sleep here tonight." Niu Xuemin led a few people to a side room. There was a forest outside the window. A breeze blew in through the window, driving away the stuffiness in the room.

Uncle Liu nodded: "Okay, then go and do your thing."

……

The sky gradually darkened until the last ray of afterglow disappeared and the lights in the small courtyard came on.

After working on making wishes for an entire afternoon, I finally got the cover done. I clapped my hands and supported myself.

"Sister, the meal is ready. It's time to eat." Many people ran over and shouted.

"Xiaoduo, you just crawled into the stove, why is your face so black?"

Xu Yuan raised his hand to wipe the black spots on his cheeks, but instead of wiping them clean, he made the spots larger. He couldn't help laughing.

"Sister, what are you laughing at?" Manyu had an innocent look on his face, his big eyes blinking.

"Nothing, I'll take you to wash your face."

"By the way, big sister, brother A Ming also wants to learn Ba Duan Jin, can I teach him?"

"No problem. This is just for strengthening the body. It is not a martial arts secret. Not to mention your brother Ming, even if other children in the village want to practice, you can teach them."

"Yes. If they want to learn, I will teach them well. But sister, when can I practice martial arts?"

"Don't worry, get your body in good shape first, then I'll teach you."

After Xuyuan wiped the black dust off his face, he went into the kitchen.

Fresh black fungus, bamboo shoots and a plate of scrambled eggs make a hearty dinner.

"I'm going to the county town tomorrow. Is there anything you want to buy?" Xu Yuan asked.

"Sister, I want to eat tofu!" Manyu said happily.

Guozi and Xu Zhi: "I don't care."

"OK, no problem."

It’s just tofu, okay?

But when he arrived in the county town the next day, Xu Yuan walked around the entire street market and didn't even see a tofu stall.

Xu Yuan had no choice but to decide to send all the dried fish and pickled bamboo shoots to Fumanlou first.

When Hu Zhanggui heard the waiter say Xuyuan was coming, he immediately threw the playing cards in his hand onto the table, which made Chef Wang and Chef Yang a little dissatisfied. "Old Hu, are you cheating and admitting defeat?"

"Bah, I have good cards, I should be the one to let you go. I won't say anything more, that girl Xuyuan must have sent good things again." He turned around and walked away quickly, leaving the two people unconvinced.

"Come on, let's go take a look too."

Chef Wang slammed the only card left in his hand onto the table and walked out.

"Girl, I've been looking forward to seeing you for so long that you finally come. What good things have you sent this time?"

Hu Zhanggui had a smile on his face, and his words had already been conveyed before he even showed up.

"There are indeed good things. Take a look first."

"That's great, you guys should move all the things in first."

The two guys following behind received the instructions and hurried forward to move the things off the wishing car.

Hu Zhanggui frowned, "What's in this jar? Why does it smell like that?"

When the lid was opened, the smell of sour bamboo shoots wafted out. This strange smell made everyone present pinch their noses unconsciously.

“This is sour bamboo shoots.”

Xuyuan explained and then closed the lid.

"Girl Yuan, I may believe it, but you can't hurt me like this. I won't accept this stinky thing. What if the guests get sick after eating it?"

Hu Zhanggui didn't care whether it was bamboo shoots or not, just the taste was like this, couldn't it have gone bad?

"I'll take the dried fish, but you can take the pickled bamboo shoots back."

"How can that be? I've already brought it here. How about I make one for you to try?" Xu Yuan crossed his arms, looking disapproving.

"This……"

"Yes, girl. I want to taste what your sour bamboo shoots taste like. They smell delicious."

Hu Zhanggui was a little hesitant, and before he could finish his words, Chef Wang took over and walked into the kitchen holding a jar and making a wish.

Now Hu Zhanggui had nothing to say and could only walk forward and watch silently.

"When the bamboo shoots come out, make sure they don't come into contact with oil. In fact, they have the same properties as sauerkraut." Xu Yuan used oil-free chopsticks to scoop out the bamboo shoots.

Wash the bamboo shoots and cut into thin slices.

"Okay, it's just a simple process like this, and I'll leave it to you, Chef Wang."

“You can fry it any way you want.”

Chef Wang rolled up his sleeves, eager to try, "No problem."

A moment later, a dish of fried pork and bamboo shoots was brought to the table, steaming hot.

Hu Zhanggui picked up a piece of bamboo shoot and smelled it. There was no trace of the bad smell.

Great shock: "The taste is gone!"