small farmer

Chapter 417 Tiger Fighting Hero (Everyone, don't feed this book to death)
"Xiaofeng, don't you send some winter bamboo shoots to Grandpa Zhou??" The elder sister reminded.

"Hehe, Grandpa Zhou hasn't started a fire recently. He eats the food made by Grandpa Liu every day. How can he eat his own food!"

Zhang Feng knew that Mr. Zhou had been working with Grandpa Liu's house recently, so there was no need to give him winter bamboo shoots alone, so Zhang Feng smiled and explained to the elder sister.

"So that's how it is!!" Hearing his younger brother's explanation, Zhang Qin suddenly understood that with a chef like Grandpa Liu around, would Mr. Zhou still be able to cook by himself?

The reason why Mr. Zhou came to Moon Lake to settle down was not only the beautiful scenery here, but also Grandpa Liu. The two old friends lived together and had a good life.

Even Mr. Wang in the provincial capital is very envious. If his wife is not in poor health, Mr. Wang would definitely be very willing to move here, live in the same small village with three or two friends, drink tea every day, and walk the dog. How pleasant it is.

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Since the second sister Zhang Lin is going home today, the family is reunited again, Zhang Feng is going to cook a big table of delicious food to reward the two younger sisters who are on vacation.

So just a fried pork with winter bamboo shoots is not enough, so Zhang Feng is going to make a stewed chicken with winter bamboo shoots, which is also an amazing delicacy, I believe everyone will like it very much.

There are already winter bamboo shoots, but there is still a shortage of native chickens. The native chickens at home need to be kept to lay eggs, so Zhang Feng wondered whether he should go to Pao Shanye's house to catch one.

Because he is getting old, Pao Shanye no longer goes to the mountains to seek a living. Now he raises a lot of free-range chickens at home. These free-range chickens are all free-range in their backyard, so they are also very popular with tourists.

"Is Master Paoshan at home??"

"Hey! It's Xiaofeng, what's the matter with you?" Master Paoshan was sitting in the yard weaving chicken coops. Although the craftsmanship was not very good, the ones he made were not so particular.

"I'm here to buy a local chicken..." Zhang Feng smiled slightly
"Hehe, then sit down for a while, and I'll help you catch it right away!" Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Master Paoshan said with a smile.

With the increasing number of tourists in Moon Lake, the various businesses of the villagers have become more and more prosperous. The native chicken of Pao Shanye’s family has become one of the specialties that tourists like to buy, and they can sell two or three of them almost every day. Only.

Each chicken is 100 yuan, no counter-offering, I have to say that the business of Paoshanye’s family is so self-willed,
But their family's business is still the best, because the quality of the native chickens is good, not only they are never fed outside feed, but also have a lot of activities, the taste of the native chickens is delicious, and word of mouth has accumulated little by little.

Not even a picky person like Zhang Feng came to buy them, because their native chickens are really free-range, and they usually only feed some corn and vegetable leaves, and the quality is very pure.

The backyard of Pao Shanye’s house is a small forest, it can be said that it is really a unique place, and it is a good place to raise chickens.

I saw the old man holding a net bag tied with a bamboo pole, looking for a majestic native chicken, and copied it in an instant.

"Paoshan master is still so good!" Zhang Feng said in amazement.

"Hehe, what is this? If I had been two years earlier, I would have dared to enter the deep mountains with two dogs. When I was young, I would have killed wolves and tigers, but it is a pity that I am old now!!" The old man shook his head, quite a hero The feeling of twilight.

"Have you ever killed a tiger before?" Zhang Feng asked curiously.

"Of course, this can still deceive you, I still have a tiger bone at home!!" The old man said with a proud smile.

"Isn't a tiger a national protected animal?" Zhang Feng was very surprised. He didn't expect Paoshan to be so courageous. If the police found out, he would have to be imprisoned?

"What are you thinking about, kid?" After glaring at Zhang Feng and handing the native chicken to Zhang Feng, the old man slowly explained: "In special times, tigers are vermin, and they are beaten by everyone just like mice. thing."

"I don't know how many people beat tigers back then, and eventually became tiger-fighting heroes. Old man, I killed a tiger back then to get a wife. Otherwise, I would have been a bachelor for the rest of my life!!"

"So Grandma Paoshan married you because of this!!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Her? She didn't know when I was a tiger-fighting hero. At that time, we didn't know each other at all. Because I killed a tiger and sold it to the country, I got a reward of 1000 yuan. At that time, it was a big deal." A big sum of money, because of this money, she and I got married under the introduction of a matchmaker." Master Paoshan shook his head, recalling the past.

"Can a tiger sell so much??" Zhang Feng never expected Paoshan Master to be so rich. You must know that in that era, the salary of ordinary people was only 20 yuan. This 1000 yuan is equivalent to ten times more than others The annual income is estimated to be about the same as the current several million.

"Hehe, of course. You also know that our country is very poor. Tiger skins and bones are good products for export. A whole tiger can sell for at least a thousand dollars!"

"Xiao Feng, come in, I'll show you something good." The old man said to Zhang Feng with a smile of interest.

"What good stuff?? Tiger bones??" Just now the old man seemed to have said that there are still tiger bones at home, so Zhang Feng asked curiously.

"Look, this is the tiger bone wine that I have brewed for more than 30 years. I drink a sip every day, and my whole body feels comfortable. Because of it, I don't have any rheumatism that other people have." The old man said proudly.

"This is a good thing!!"

Zhang Feng was envious when he saw a large vat of tiger bone wine. It is said that on the black market, a two-jin bottle of tiger bone wine costs two to three thousand yuan, and there is no market for it.

"It's really a good thing. I found this tiger bone after I ventured into the wolf's den..." It turned out that more than 30 years ago, the old man went hunting alone in the mountains, and somehow got into the wolf's den. The group went out, and when the master saw the tiger carcass, he realized that he had entered the wolf den.

It may be that the tiger got old, lost to the wolves in the end, and became the food of the wild wolves in the end. The old man was also lucky, and he was able to retreat completely after entering the wolf's den, and even returned a piece of tiger bone.

"Xiao Feng, come and have a taste!" The old man gave Zhang Feng a small spoonful with a bamboo tube.

"Well, it's really good wine!!" As soon as the wine entered the throat, it exploded instantly like a bomb, and the whole body was indescribably happy, as if burning in flames, and it was unstoppable.

"Hehe, this is the glutinous rice wine made by Er Niu's father. It has been soaked for so many years, and the taste is very mellow!" Said Paoshan Master insisted on giving Zhang Feng a bottle of tiger bone.

But Zhang Feng had the nerve to ask for it, but finally refused, so he took it, but Zhang Feng finally secretly transferred 3000 yuan to him,
Because the family often sells mountain products, and people in the city seldom carry a lot of cash, the villagers are also keeping pace with the times, and every household has its own QR code.

After receiving the money, the old man could only shake his head helplessly, and finally put it away.

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