The real daughter took the whole family to farm

Chapter 43 Picnic
"I'm exhausted."

"My feet."

The students wailed and rushed to the river when they saw the clear water.

"Ah, it's so cool!" Tian Jiajia stretched out her hand to touch the stream, and let out a small voice of surprise.

The deepest part of the creek seems to be more than one meter deep, but the side is less than twenty centimeters, which is just right for soaking your feet.A few students couldn't help but jumped onto the small rock next to it, took off their shoes and socks, and put their feet in it.

"Ah! It's so cold!" The people who soaked their feet shivered, and then laughed.

"Look! There's still fish in there!"

Listening to the students' frolic, the old professor put the collected specimens in a place out of the sun. He also chose a place to sit down and took out his notebook to record some information.

After waiting for everyone to sit for a few minutes, Tang Qibo chose a place sheltered from the wind and built an earthen stove.Tang Qibo brought a pot, and just picked up some dry branches on the way here, set up the stove, and lit the fire.

When the students saw the busy old man, they came over to help.Two other students went to the river to fill a half pot of water and put it on the clay stove.

Tang Qibo took the two boys into the nearby bamboo forest, and there was the sound of felling.

After a while, the three of them came out, Tang Qibo was holding some firewood, and the two students were dragging a bamboo each.

Tang Qibo chopped the bamboo into knotted bamboo tubes, and then the two girls volunteered to wash it by the river.

"By the way, wash these mushrooms."

Tang Qibo took out a plastic bag from his back basket, which was full of mushrooms picked on the road.

"Eh! Okay!"

He asked the students to bring out their rice balls and sausages, and to demonstrate to everyone, they stuffed the rice balls into the bamboo tubes, and inserted the sausages into the middle of the rice.

He also asked the students to go to the side to pick dozens of zong leaves, block the mouth of the bamboo tube, and bundle them neatly.

At this time, the water boiled, and Tang Qibo poured boiling water on the small potholes of the big rocks, soaked two pheasants and hares in them, and then began to process them.

The students have basically never done this kind of work, and they were anxious to do it beside them. The old professor and the associate professor came to help remove the feathers of the two pheasants.

The ground where the fire was just started was already scalding hot. Tang Qibo dug a hole there neatly with a hatchet, put the bamboo tubes in, covered it with a shallow layer of soil, and started a fire on top.

After processing, Tang Qibo put the chopped pheasant and mushrooms into the reheated pot, and put the lid on it and left it alone.

The hare was salted, and a fire was set up next to it, and Uncle Qi put the dressed hare on the fan and slowly roasted it.

"Ahh! Look what I caught!"

The little curly over there held up a sharpened wooden stick in surprise and bewilderment, with a fish the size of an adult's palm stuck in it.

"It's amazing, little curly hair!" Everyone was amazed.

In fact, after the elder sister found fish in the river just now, everyone wanted to catch the fish.

But the river here is too clear, and the wild fish are not as stupid as those artificially raised in the small pond. They scattered for a long time without catching them.

Only the little curly hair continued to try, and even sharpened a wooden stick specially.

In fact, everyone did not expect him to be successful, they praised him all the time and asked him the secret.

The little curly hair blushed, but the expression was still very clear: "That is, pay attention to the angle of the water refraction, be serious, just be fast and ruthless."

Everyone knows the truth, but
"Excuse me, bother me"

For a while, the brothers and sisters around him scattered.

In less than half an hour, there was a sound of spicy gurgling in the pot, and the smell of food gradually filled the air.

The physical exertion of climbing the mountain made everyone hungry, not to mention the smell of food.

A few students were like little chickens waiting to be fed, chirping around in front of Tang Qibo, waiting for him to be fed.

"Qibo Qibo, can you eat it?"

"Uncle Qi, what kind of mushroom is this? It smells so good!"

"Uncle Qi, can I buy some of these mushrooms when we go back?"

"I want to buy that sausage!"

Tang Qibo agreed with a smile. He stirred the pheasant and mushroom soup in the pot and felt that it was almost done. He gave an order:
"Okay, let's eat!"

"Oh oh oh oh~!"

When Tang Qibo gave an order, the students got busy and put out the fire together.

The senior brother and the senior sister helped to carry the pot to a place with shade, Xiao Curly and Tian Jiajia cooperated with each other, one was holding a small bamboo spoon that had been cut, the other was holding a small bamboo tube, and scooped things into the bamboo tubes one by one middle.

Tang Qibo carefully pushed aside the top layer of soil, and clamped the bamboo tubes one by one to the big banana leaves. The second senior brother was rolling the banana leaves and carrying them to the resting place.

Little Curly is still over there to call the two teachers over for dinner.

Tang Qibo put out the fire, turned the hare on the grill, and then came to sit down.

When the old professor saw Tang Qibo coming, he said to the students, "Okay, let's eat."

"Oh~"

The pheasant mushroom soup is fragrant and delicious. The soup is dotted with pheasant fat, but it is not greasy at all, and it brings out the fragrance of the meat better.

Blow a few mouthfuls, and wait for a mouthful to suffocate with the quiet and strong fragrance of mushrooms.

Chewing with eyes closed, the taste of wild pheasant is tough, not as soft as those chickens on the market, and it doesn't have any fishy smell. After stewing for so long, it melts in the mouth.

The mushrooms soaked up the soup, and everyone took a bite.

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"Wooooow, it's so delicious." Tian Jiajia's eyes were full of satisfaction.

Everyone nodded frantically, but their mouths were stuffed and they couldn't speak.

Tang Qibo was not in a hurry to drink the soup. The rice in the bamboo tube had been hanging out for a while. He removed the zong leaves wrapped in the bamboo tube, and a scent of rice and sausage wafted out.

"smell good!"

Everyone stretched their necks to look over, and saw that the rice on the bamboo tube was slightly browned, and the fat of the sausage inside had penetrated into the rice.

Everyone swallowed.

The bamboo tube was still a little hot, Tang Qibo wrapped it with fresh zong leaves, and handed it to the nearest little curly: "Come."

Little Curly put the almost drunk chicken soup next to the king of the bamboo tube, and took it respectfully: "Thank you Uncle Qi."

Little Curly took a bite with chopsticks, and his eyes lit up: "Wow! It's delicious!"

The other few didn't need Tang Qibo to do it, they grabbed it and took the initiative to push it away. The senior sister and senior brother gave one to the two teachers, and then ate it themselves.

Everyone roasted the hares when they were almost finished eating. Tang Qibo brought the delicious and oily hares over and put them on the overlapping layers of banana leaves.

Associate Professor Luo Xuanwen took out a sharp knife and helped tear up some meat for everyone.

Tian Jiajia was already a little full, and she only took two mouthfuls according to her ability. After she was full, she let out a long sigh of relief, "It can't be done, I'm too full, hiccup."

(End of this chapter)