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Chapter 347 Not a Mouse
"Don't rush to be happy!"

Deng Qingmiao and the others were already beyond happy, Wu Xiaoshan immediately yelled to stop them.

When the firecrackers went off just now, those mice were frightened and ran away. When the firecrackers stopped, who knows if they will come back again.

"Xiaoshan, those mice must not dare to come."

Deng Qingmiao saw that Wu Xiaoshan still had a serious face, and smiled and persuaded him.

Hearing this title, Wu Xiaoshan felt a little unfamiliar.

Because of Zhang Jiaojiao's reforms, the villagers who work for him now call him Mr. Wu, and Deng Qingmiao calls him Xiaoshan again now that his working hours are not counted.

"Brother Qingmiao, it's still early in the evening, and the firecrackers have stopped now, maybe the mice will come back soon, it's better to be more vigilant."

Wu Xiaoshan expressed his worries so that they would not be careless, and when the mouse came back, don't eat them too.

"Why do I smell so good?"

Suddenly, someone sniffed hard and said something suspicious.

When the other people heard this, they immediately followed suit and sniffed a few times.

"Not to mention, it smells like barbecue."

When they said this, Wu Xiaoshan was also curious.

They set off a lot of firecrackers just now, and there was a strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

Wu Xiaoshan took a closer look, and found that apart from the smell of burnt gunpowder smoke, there really was a hint of the aroma of barbecued meat.

"I'll go, don't be disgusting, do you want to eat roast mice?"

When it comes to the smell of barbecue, some people soon think of what is going on.

A lot of mice rushed into the fire ditch just now, this smell must be the smell of roasted mice.

"Not a mouse!"

The gasoline in the ditch burned out quickly, and the flames gradually extinguished. Someone jumped over the ditch to pick up a dead mouse and came back. Looking under the light of the fire, they found that it was not a mouse.

Wu Xiaoshan immediately approached curiously.

"It's a field mouse!"

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, and went to pick up the voles that were killed by the firecrackers.

"Just so I feel hungry, let's roast and eat on the fire."

Voles are different from mice. People in many places eat voles, but not mice.

That's because the mouse has a bad smell, which makes it disgusting, but the vole doesn't have that bad smell, and the meat is more delicate, so it tastes good.

After waiting for a while, Wu Xiaoshan also jumped over the ditch and checked outside without looking at the rats.

There were not many dead mice, but more voles.

Seeing mice biting people twice before, Wu Xiaoshan preconceived that it was the mice that ruined their vegetable fields, but now it seems that he was wrong.

"I don't know where so many voles came from. If they are all caught, they should be able to sell for a lot of money, right?"

A thought suddenly appeared in Wu Xiaoshan's mind.

There was a local custom of eating voles, but this kind of thing was very troublesome to catch, so gradually no one ate it.

Fortunately, no one was going to catch them. Instead, the voles came by themselves.

"Brother Qingmiao, go to the village and call some people over."

After having this idea, Wu Xiaoshan immediately greeted Deng Qingmiao.

"Xiaoshan, we still have firecrackers and gasoline, don't we need help from others?"

Deng Qingmiao asked suspiciously while roasting the voles.

Wu Xiaoshan said with a smile: "So many voles are delivered to our door, if we don't catch them and sell them for money, can we be worthy of God's gift to our village?"

Hearing this, the others were stunned for a moment, and looked at Wu Xiaoshan in disbelief.

Obviously, none of them thought about it, they only cared about eating a few bites before them, and didn't think about catching these voles and selling them.

"Why don't you say that Xiaoshan is the boss, look at his economic acumen!"

Immediately, someone gave Wu Xiaoshan a thumbs up.

After understanding Wu Xiaoshan's purpose, Deng Qingmiao directly called back and told those who went back earlier to call the villagers in the village.

Many people in the village were woken up by the sound of firecrackers just now, and they were unhappy when they heard someone knock on their door.

Opening the door with a displeased face, they heard people outside telling them to go to the vegetable field.

"Why do you go to the vegetable field in the middle of the night? Besides, I don't work in the vegetable field either!"

"Don't ask so many questions, Xiaoshan asked you to go up the mountain to catch voles, and then sell them in the city for money."

After throwing down a sentence, the people outside the door went to inform other villagers.

Upon hearing that there was money to be made, the resentful villagers immediately regained their spirits, put on their clothes immediately, found a few woven bags, and ran to the vegetable field.

In less than half an hour, the vegetable field was full of people.

"Xiao Shan, where is the field mouse?"

People came, but no one saw the vole, they just watched Wu Xiaoshan and the others roasting something around the fire.

Deng Qingmiao turned around with a smile, shook the roasted field mouse at everyone and said, "Isn't this what it is?"

"Just a few of them, did you call us all?"

The villagers immediately became unhappy. They were in high spirits just now, but now seeing only a few of them, they felt like they were being tricked.

"Everyone, don't get excited, wait patiently for a while, I guess those voles will come back soon."

Wu Xiaoshan calmed down the restless crowd and expressed his judgment.

Wu Xiaoshan's judgment was not without reason. After all, those voles ran to the vegetable field in groups, and they were so hungry that they couldn't help it.

Hungry voles, in order to fill their stomachs, will come back even though they know it is dangerous.

"There is movement!"

After a while, Wu Xiaoshan heard a movement in the distance, which was exactly the same as the sound of the rat swarm before.

The villagers immediately held their breath, and after a while, they saw the black swarm of rats rushing towards them.

There were so many voles, but they didn't feel the slightest fear. Instead, their eyes lit up and they were extremely excited.

"Come on!"

I don't know which impatient person it is, but before the rats came over, they yelled and rushed towards the rats first.

Seeing this, the others were afraid of falling behind, so they copied the woven bags and followed.

The swarm of rats that used to scare people is now exciting.

There were so many voles that the villagers didn't have to catch them at all. They just opened the woven bag and pressed it on the ground, and the voles got in by themselves.

The few villagers who rushed to the front quickly filled a bag full, quickly tied the opening, and took out another woven bag.

Many villagers gritted their teeth angrily watching this scene.

When they came, they never thought that there would be so many voles. They thought they could catch a few at most, so they only took a small bag. Seeing this posture, they immediately ran home to find the bag.

That night, the whole Wolong Village was boiling, men, women and children all went out to catch voles in the vegetable field.

Wu Xiaoshan watched this scene, thinking about it in his heart.

"Can so many voles be sold?"

(End of this chapter)