Mountain Village Chicken Tycoon

Chapter 72
Seeing Zhao Qingshan coming, he asked that he had already eaten lunch, and then Li Hong asked his wife to go to the chicken coop to add ingredients, while he drank tea and chatted with the guests at home.

Since we don't leave until eight o'clock tonight, we have to eat at Li Hong's house.

After drinking tea with Zhao Qingshan for an hour and a half, it was past four o'clock, and then Li Hong said to call the driver over, and went out.

Li Hong's eldest daughter took the second daughter to another house to play, and there were laughing and laughing voices from time to time.

In a strange room, Zhao Qingshan felt a little bored, so he searched around.He saw a book on the other side of the sofa, so he leaned over and took the book.

Zhao Qingshan smiled, and then read aloud: ""Qilu Cricket Book", what kind of book is this?"

Curiosity prompted Zhao Qingshan to open this book. It turned out that this was a book introducing cricket fighting. The colored pages at the beginning were all crickets with different shapes and colors.

Zhao Qingshan was fascinated by watching it.

Cricket fighting, against Japanese scholars' research, is a Han entertainment that originated in the Tang Dynasty.In the Song Dynasty, because there were many people in the royal family who liked to fight crickets, it became popular all over the country.

In modern times, in the Qilu Great Plains, in many townships, in autumn, there are several stalls that rely on cricket fighting to gamble.

The two most famous production areas of fighting insects in Qilu Province, one of them is where Zhao Qingshan himself is now, and the other is not far away, located in Liaoling, Dezhou City.

Looking at it, Zhao Qingshan was fascinated.

It turns out that this cricket fight is as exciting as two martial arts masters fighting, and it is quite enjoyable to watch.

Before he knew it, Zhao Qingshan had been watching for an hour, and even Li Hong came in with large and small packages of dishes and placed them on the coffee table in the middle of the living room without him noticing.

Li Hong's house is a small two-story building. The living room is on the first floor. It is very large, with an area of ​​[-] to [-] square meters.

"Old Li, I admire your spirit. You stay up late every day and don't sleep much at noon."

Zhao Qingshan woke up suddenly, only then did he realize that Li Hong had already returned.And beside him stood a middle-aged man who was short, only about 1.6 meters five.

"Brother Zhao, do you also like fighting crickets?"

"Little brother, how much are you fighting crickets?"

Zhao Qingshan woke up suddenly because he was fascinated by watching it, his head was still a little hot, he looked at the strange man standing next to Li Hong, and shook his head: "No, we don't have cricket fighting there, we catch crickets and put them in Put it in a canned bottle, fry it with oil at home and eat it.”

The man next to Li Hong stared at him, and then Li Hong felt that something was wrong, so he said: "Oh, I forgot to introduce you two, this is our friend from Luzhong, brother Xiao Zhao, don't look at him because he is young It’s easy, the chicken farm is quite large. This is from our village, Xiao Zhao, you can just call him Brother Ma.”

Zhao Qingshan knew that this must be the driver tonight, so he shook hands with him: "It turns out that fighting crickets is so fun. When I was studying "Promoting Weaving" in the Chinese textbook, I thought that the emperor Ming Xuanzong who liked fighting crickets was not doing his job properly. Now Thinking about it, even the emperor likes to play with it, so it must be very fun."

The driver surnamed Ma is Ma Guoqing. Like Li Hong, he is a cricket fan. There are small cages for holding crickets under the gate of his house.

If you want to play with crickets, you must read the cricket book, know what kind of crickets are good, how to distinguish them, and how to raise them. These things are knowledge.

It can be said unceremoniously that the research on crickets by the common people in our country is definitely ahead of the world by thousands of years.

Before 2006, Zhao Qingshan's hometown was rich in crickets.

In autumn, after breaking the corn, cut down the corn stalks, bundle them into bundles and put them on the ground. After two or three days, when you go to the field to plow the ground and scatter manure, you need to turn over the bundles of corn stalks, and then turn over the bundles of corn stalks. , Under those bundles of straw, there are densely packed crickets, jumping around and fleeing.

Luzhong City is located in a mountainous area, the custom of fighting crickets has not spread here, and the chances of the crickets here are not very likely to be famous, so those professional insect catchers have not come here to catch the custom.

Zhao Qingshan often caught crickets when he was a child, but the crickets he caught were not used for fighting and playing, but were handed over to his mother, scalded to death with boiling water, pulled the wings, then pickled them with salt, and then fried them in peanut oil Fried, is a plate of crispy fried crickets.

Fried crickets, fried grasshoppers, and fried cicada monkeys, these three things were Zhao Qingshan's favorite delicacy when he was a child.

The children of that era did not have tablet computers or games, so catching some grasshoppers, crickets and cicada monkeys and letting their mother cook them at home was the greatest joy.

Moreover, at that time, it was really happy and stress-free.

Ma Guoqing nodded again and again, and said in agreement: "Of course, fighting insects are not only fun, but also very profitable. If you like fighting insects, talk to Li Hong more often in the future. He is an expert in this field. After finishing the autumn harvest , he can earn 2 to [-] yuan just by catching insects in two months."

Zhao Qingshan blinked, and couldn't help giving Li Hong a thumbs up, saying: "Niu, Brother Li, the most expensive cricket you have ever caught, how much did you sell it for?"

Before Li Hong could answer, Ma Guoqing who was next to him hurriedly said, "Last year, Brother Li caught a big general and sold it for more than 8000."

It could be seen that Ma Guoqing was surprised, but Zhao Qingshan thought it was normal.Rich people have fun, after all, it is not something ordinary people can think about.For those online game players who spend more money, spending millions of dollars is like playing games, so who can they talk to for reasoning?

It was time for dinner, Li Hong pulled Zhao Qingshan and Ma Guoqing and said, "Let's chat while eating."

Seeing that Li Hong's wife and children didn't come in, Zhao Qingshan hurriedly said, "Where are the sister-in-law and the children? Let's eat together with her."

"They don't eat until eight o'clock in the evening. We have to hurry after we finish eating. Don't wait."

There are three dishes and one soup on the coffee table, a plate of roast duck, a plate of braised pork mixed with cucumber, a plate of fried rolls and a pot of seaweed and egg soup. On the side of the coffee table is a plastic bag of steamed buns.

Li Hong quickly set the dishes and chopsticks, everyone sat down, and then he took out a bottle of Confucian house wine from under the tea table, in a small clay bottle.

"Shall I have a drink?"

Zhao Qingshan stretched out a finger: "It's okay to have a drink, but not too much."

Give it to Zhao Qingshan, and then Li Hong looked at Ma Guoqing again.

"I drive, I can't drink."

Li Hong nodded, then poured himself a glass.

The three of them started chatting about fighting crickets again, and another hour passed between the conversations, and it was already six o'clock, and they were going to set off to pack the chicks, and then deliver them to Fenghuangling Village.

(End of this chapter)