Chapter 683: A Hundred Birds Banquet

Qingshan Manor wants to run a small theater troupe, which the fat man has planned long ago and has to sing the original erpent. Because when you come to the villa for leisure and vacation, this is the tune. Promoting traditional folk customs is also in line with the overall style of the villa.

Therefore, there were four people when the fat man went there, but when he came back, he became more than ten. In addition to the flower picker, the stupid kid and their family, there were also a few apprentices they brought and a band that pulled the strings.

As soon as this group of people entered Kaoshantun, the older people in the village were all happy: I haven't heard of Errenzhuan for many years.

I made a few rooms and placed everyone down. Everyone also took out the outfits that I had treasured for many years. I found that the fat man paid for it and bought them all, so the opera troupe started training every day.

From then on, every day, I could hear the ethereal music and the familiar melody of the 2-man turn. When the old people in the village were fine, they would squeak the pipes and lean over to listen to the enjoyment. When they came back, they would hum.

There was nothing wrong these days, so the fat man went over and hanged with him for a few days, but he received unanimous condemnation from everyone, saying that he sang more harshly than howls.

But the fat man didn't care much: I am entertaining myself, if you don't like to listen, just stay away. As a result, he is naturally the one who was asked to leave.

There was no way, so the fat man had to go to the wood carving with Erzhuzi and Wang Sanpao and others, and then hugged the wood and mortise the body and tenon, which was free and easy.

During the rest, the fat man and Wang Sanpao were sitting on the wood smoking. It was already November, but the sun was still a bit like a little spring, and the sun was warm.

A person ran away from a distance, and shouted loudly from afar: "Fatty-wild boar-the inspection team is here!" Soon, Cao Guojiu ran to the fat man and was suddenly on the ground, so tired that he was out of breath.

The fat man quivered: "Just make a phone call, look at how tired I will save my country."

Cao Guojiu said twice: "I am also confused by happiness. Fatty, hurry back to the village. You must treat others well and start the wild boar farm again-hehe, I'm going to tell you, I dreamed of whipping a big whip last night, but my wife woke me up, holding a broom in my hand, and my wife was hit several times-"

"Hehe, thanks to you being a swineherd, not a hunter, otherwise something would happen. Uncle Sanpao, have you done this?" The fat man laughed and stabbed Wang Sanpao and said.

"Maliu back to the village--" Wang Sanpao pulled his big head for a moment, and the fat man ran away in silence. Behind him, only Cao Guojiu hurriedly chased after him: "Fatty, wait for me, is the hospitality fee enough, I will pay for it--"

The fat man ran to the village committee in one breath and saw two cars parked in the yard. When he went into the house, he saw Captain Li and Ye Ying chatting with the guests. There were more than ten people coming. After shaking hands one by one, the fat man realized that there were people from Beijing, provincial, administrative officials, and experts, and several departments in total. It seemed that the fat man had a lot of energy.

"It's great that everyone can come to our small mountain village. We can't even invite it." The fat man called home. After a while, Maomao and others were wearing small red clothes and brought a lot of fruit plates. They lined up in neat rows and walked into the house, which made the guests stunned.

"It's all wild fruits in the mountains, and there is absolutely no pollution. Everyone will try it." Ye Ying said with a smile. Most of the inspection teams like this went to the countryside to eat and drink.

"Not bad!" The leader of the group was named Zhu. He picked up a Shandu persimmon and took a bite. A strange fragrance came out of the sweet and sour taste. It was indeed full of wild game.

"When you go back, everyone brings some. This thing will not change the flavor for a month." The fat man said with a smile. He was willing to write down the book, let alone this little wild fruit. Nowadays, if you want to do things, you won't have any bleeding.

Captain Zhu roared twice, and his chubby face was not right. When he came, he had already said hello and tried his best to implement the matter. He originally thought there was no good news, but now he seems to be very good at this fat man, and he probably can't run away.

"How many wild boars are there in the mountains?" A thin middle-aged man wearing glasses opened a small book and began to turn to the topic.

The fat man blinked his eyes twice: "I haven't counted this one carefully, but all the big and small are counted, and there are still five or six hundred."

"So many? The number must be correct. When you report, you must not only establish a wild boar protection base, but also a wild boar breeding base. What should you do if you treat all the wild boars in the mountains as breeding for sale?" Glasses directly pointed out the key to the problem.

The fat man grabbed his head: "Wild boars also have natural enemies in the mountains, such as tigers, leopards, wolves, etc. They all like to prey on small wild boars; but don't worry, Daqing Mountain has been closed for more than ten years, and there is absolutely no human hunting phenomenon - hehe, if we really want to hunt, our small village is high and the emperor is far away. I guess even if all the wild boars in the forest are caught, no one outside will know. Even so, no one in our village has ever had the idea of ​​making wild boars, and they are definitely models to protect wild boars."

Although there is something boastful about it, it is very clear that although wild boars have also turned into protected animals, there are quite a few who are secretly hunting in various places.

"How can you prove that you have never hunted?" Glasses were not polite at all, and a sharp gaze hit the fat man's face. It seems that he is responsible for technology among the people in this group. Most of them usually study knowledge, so he is more straightforward, but fat man prefers to deal with such people, at least he doesn't have to be distracted.

He grabbed the back of his head: "This matter is really hard to prove. There is only one way. Let's go into the forest tomorrow and you will know if I'm making a fool of myself."

Glasses stared at him for a long time, then nodded, sat aside and drank the medicine tea. The fat man looked at his bell and said, "Everyone should go to the guesthouse with me, take a break and have a meal."

So they led them to the wild vegetable factory. Captain Zhu wanted to take a car but his glasses had to walk. Anyway, the distance was not far, so everyone just walked together.

The fat man also saw some signs: Judging from his attitude, Mr. Glasses is the key figure among these people, and he probably has to make the decision in the end.

In the wild vegetable factory, Shi Zhongyu was leading a group of old men and women to play with bonsai. Everyone looked at it fresh and visited by the way. The glasses seemed to prefer bonsai. Through the glasses, a pair of glasses shone brightly: "Ye bonsai, I have been unable to see it for many years. I have an elder who has a pot at home, and loves it like a treasure."

The fat man rolled his eyes: "That's probably the batch we sold back then. Haha, let me introduce it to you, this one is Shi Zhongyu."

Xiao Shitou raised his head, smiled honestly at Mr. Glasses, and then continued to press the branches. However, Xiao Shitou was shocked: "Shi Zhongyu is the little stone who is well-known internationally!"

"That's right." The fat man nodded.

"Master, I will customize two pots of bonsai here first?" When the glasses spoke, his lips trembled a little. His ambition was quite elegant, and he especially liked potted plants. When he saw that it was written by the master, how could he not be excited?

"Apart from the two dragons playing with the pearl, choose whatever you want." The fat man's generous spirit also came up.

Glasses followed his hand and saw the two dragons playing with pearls on the rockery, and immediately rushed over. In this month, the little red fruits on the yew have not yet fallen, each of them is crystal clear, and they are hidden among the green leaves. What are you looking at in the glasses?

Even outsiders such as Captain Zhu and others felt the extraordinaryness of this yew tree and surrounded him to watch it. Although they couldn't say anything, they could still feel its touchingness.

"What a baby, I'm worthy of being a master, and I can be called the best in the world!" Glasses finally exclaimed.

Shi Zhongyu smiled silly again and pointed at the fat man with his hand: "He did it--"

I looked at the fat man a few more times. At the beginning, I had a rough impression of the fat man. I didn’t expect that there was still this artistic cell?

"It wasn't what I did, it was dug back from the mountain. Naturally, only our big green mountains can give birth to this kind of charm."

"Okay, I must go up the mountain tomorrow." The glasses became more excited. Everyone else went into the house to rest, so he moved a small stool and sat behind Shi Zhongyu.

It was not until the meal that the fat man invited them into the cafeteria. The food on the table was all arranged, just four dishes and one soup: a plate of stewed hash ants, a plate of chicken stewed mushrooms, a plate of sauce stewed garlic, and a plate of big skin. In the middle was a hot pot, flying in front and back, fish on the left and shrimp on the right, and several plates of watery wild vegetables.

"This is made of a flying dragon soup, and then there are pheasants, quails, half a pound of sand, wild ducks, wild geese, oil gourds and other bird hoists. There are also medicinal materials produced on the mountain at the bottom of the pot, and the wild vegetables from the mountain are original, especially bright and nourishing. Everyone tastes it." The fat man briefly introduced the characteristics of the bird hot pot. Everyone picked up a small spoon and tasted the soup inside first.

It turns out that it is just one word fresh. This kind of umami flavor is definitely not something that can be prepared with human work materials. It can raise people's appetite in one bite.

The inspection team basically ate all kinds of food and had never tasted anything good, but it was the first time I had such a unique bird hotpot.

When the fat man saw everyone's intoxicated look, he became even more excited: "Zuoshan Diao had a hundred chicken feast back then, our hundred bird feast is much better than his!"

Suddenly a cough came: "All the birds on the mountain are here to eat. You can imagine that the wild boars in the forest. If it were someone else, there would probably be a table of wild boars for a banquet, so it would be better if this bird hot pot was not eaten!" Then an even more discordant voice sounded. When everyone saw that they were talking about glasses, and the spoons and chopsticks of several people were awkwardly stopped beside the pot.

The fat man looked at his glasses with serious look and couldn't help but nodded with a smile: "There is a special bird farm in our village, and these are all artificially raised."

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief and re-activated their chopsticks, and the atmosphere on the table suddenly relaxed.

"Take me to see--" Glasses stood up, their faces very serious, and it seemed to be serious.

The fat man turned his eyes and told Li Xiaoshao: "Hot the food first, wait until we come back before eating. The bird farm is located in the north of the village, let's go."

Everyone had no choice but to follow him around. They knew the problem of Mr. Glasses. They were very serious about doing things. They were nails and rivets. Even Captain Zhu said he would not listen to him.

When we arrived at the chicken farm, Erzhuzi's wife led her daughter-in-law and the others to come back to release the chicken. The large army was so powerful that it was noisy and loud, and shouted Xuantian.

There are indeed many special camps mixed between those roosters and hens, including colorful long-tail pheasants, bald-tail quails, and some, and no one can name them.

"How is this possible? Don't these birds want to fly away?" Glasses looked puzzled, he really couldn't figure it out.

The fat man pointed to the sky: "Hehe, look at that."

I saw a snow-white eagle slowly soaring in the sky, always following above the flock of chickens. With the little whites pressing the formation, the birds of course did not dare to mess around.
Chapter completed!