My village can't be like this

Chapter 612: Picking up mountain products after autumn

When the family of three was almost done picking the honeysuckle on the wall, Zhang Jianwen arrived.

"Hey, your family is asking for honeysuckle?"

The meaning of "ask and you pick" is that asking for vegetables means picking vegetables, and asking for fruits means picking fruits. Many people in the village say this, especially the older generation.

"I thought the tree in your house was newly planted and would not bloom this year, but I didn't expect it to bloom all over the wall."

"Hehe, I'm lucky. It grew quickly after I planted it, just in time for it to bloom."

While talking to Zhang Jianwen, Zhang An did not stop his hands. There were only a few left, and the sooner he finished picking them, the better.

"I can see that this is not luck. You have some skills. I have never seen a dead fruit tree behind your house."

Zhang Jianwen knew very well when the honeysuckle in Zhang An's yard was planted.

I originally thought it would be good enough if it could survive, but I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, it not only survived but also bloomed so many flowers.

Although there is only one tree, there are already several baskets of honeysuckle picked on the ground.

"You know about Zhang An and Chen Ze, right?"

After chatting for a while, Zhang Jianwen brought up the business.

"I know. He told me the day he came back. So, has he already gone to see my uncle?"

Although Zhang Jianwen did not say it explicitly, Zhang An already knew what was going on.

"Yeah, he came to me a few days ago to talk about this matter. But this is a big deal, and I can't make up my mind. That's why I came to you. Come to my place in the evening, and I'll call Lao Zhao, Lao Huang and the others to discuss it together."

Zhang Jianwen said that opening a hotel is not a small project. It is the first time he has encountered such a thing in his sixties.

Although the investor was Chen Ze and the money spent was not the village’s, the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

After several days, he still couldn't find a solution, so he simply gave up and called everyone over to discuss it together. After all, three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang.

"Okay, uncle, I'll go after dinner."

Zhang An knew that Zhang Jianwen would come to see him, so he agreed readily.

"What are you going to eat? Your uncle has never called you to come and have a meal without you. Go to my place for breakfast and have a drink. I can also discuss with everyone about the fortune-telling for Zhang Ping."

Hearing this, Zhang Jianwen widened his eyes and looked at Zhang An and said.

"Okay, okay, I'll make sure to get there soon, okay uncle."

If we were to ask which family in the village frequently hosts guests for dinner, it would definitely be the village chief's uncle's family.

Not to mention the time when we slaughtered pigs during the Chinese New Year, whenever there was something that required everyone to discuss together, he would always call everyone together.

It's just that in the past six months, many things in the village have been back on track, so it's been a long time since I went to their house to eat and drink, which made Zhang An suddenly feel a little uncomfortable.

"Anyway, you better come earlier, so I don't have to come over and yell again."

After saying that, Zhang Jianwen left.

Speaking of Zhang An's family, with the efforts of three members, they finally finished harvesting a wall of honeysuckle before the sun rose into the sky.

The next step is to prepare it quickly while it is still very fresh after being harvested.

Because Zhang An originally just intended to use them as a substitute for tea and change the taste, the preparation process was not complicated and was similar to the process of preparing tea.

Just stir-fry over low heat and then dry in the sun.

It just so happens that the weather in October is pretty good, and the sun is still warm every day, which is perfect for drying clothes.

If it is later, when cloudy days come and there is no sun for several days, the only way out is to dry in the shade.

After a while, Wang Fang brought the small stove that she had used to fry tea from home to the yard and prepared to make a fire.

Zhang An was not idle. He poured the honeysuckle in the bamboo basket into a large winnowing basket and picked out the impurities that were mixed in during the harvest.

By the time the small stove was lit and the temperature was just right, Zhang An had already picked out two baskets of honeysuckle.

At this time, Wang Fang had already taken out the large iron pot at home that was used for frying tea and cleaned it.

When you first put the pot in the pot, you must lubricate it, but you cannot use other things, otherwise the honeysuckle will easily become sticky when you stir-fry it.

However, Zhang An had already made preparations. When he was harvesting just now, he had already put aside the honeysuckle that grew at the bottom or was not of good quality. Now he could use the honeysuckle directly to lubricate the pot, and it would not be a pity to throw it away after frying.

Wang Fang was already very good at roasting green tea, and she has roasted a lot in the past two years, so her skills can be said to have reached perfection, so she is even more adept at roasting it.

When frying honeysuckle, there is no need to fry it into strips like tea leaves, or fry it repeatedly back and forth several times. In fact, it only needs to be fried lightly.

If Zhang An didn't plan to use it to make tea, he could have just dried it in the sun.

However, in this way, although the medicinal properties of honeysuckle are well preserved, the taste after soaking is much worse and is slightly bitter.

So Zhang An chose the more troublesome method of stir-frying, so that it would taste better later.

Nearing noon, all the honeysuckle had been fried and hung out to dry in the yard.

But when he saw that such a large area of ​​the yard was occupied, little Siqi began to feel unhappy.

Because this yard has always been where he plays with his car, and now it is full of honeysuckle, he can no longer drive around, so he pouted and started to lose his temper.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore. Grandma, move them upstairs to dry them in the sun."

Seeing that her precious grandson was unhappy, Wang Fang hurried over to save the situation.

"Mom, stop bothering him. You can't spoil him anymore. Just leave it here to dry. It's tiring to move it around."

Just when Wang Fang was about to take action, Su Ying had already returned from school.

As soon as she saw the little guy throwing a tantrum again, she immediately put on the look of a strict mother.

"All you do is play all day long. You've grown wings and now you dare to lose your temper. You've been playing since this morning and you're still not satisfied. The sun is so bright. How long do you plan to play? Hurry and take the car back home and put it away."

It’s true that Su Ying’s status in this family is really not to be underestimated.

The little guy is fearless, except for his mother.

Su Ying had just said a few words to him, and the angry look on his face had disappeared long ago. He obediently pushed the little jeep back to the main room, as if he was not the one who had lost his temper at home just now.

After lunch in the afternoon, Zhang An put a lounge chair under a tree in the yard.

Then he lay on it comfortably with his legs crossed, watching the honeysuckle in the yard drying in the sun.

After being scolded by Su Ying, the little guy stopped playing with the car and ran over to sit on Zhang An's feet.

Every time Zhang An swayed up and down with the recliner, the little guy had a lot of fun just like riding a horse.

Just when Zhang An was lying comfortably, a sparrow flew into the yard, apparently wanting to destroy the honeysuckle on the ground. Even if they didn't eat it, it would be extremely disgusting if they left a few bird droppings in there.

“Wow, wow, wow~”

How could Zhang An just stand there and do nothing? He came to the yard just to look after them, so he immediately got up from the recliner and chased them away.

When the little guy saw his father's expression, he also learned to wave his hands to scare the sparrows that had not yet landed.

But these things are very cunning. As soon as Zhang An gets up, they fly away. As soon as Zhang An lies down, they come again.

After going back and forth several times, Zhang An was really fed up with it.

So he simply called Huatou out and asked it to teach these sparrows how to be birds.

These old thieves were frightened by the Huatou family flying out a few days ago, but they didn't learn their lesson at all. After such a short time, they had already forgotten how to write the word death.

Originally, Zhang An thought that Huatou's family had killed a batch of sparrows some time ago. Although sparrows were annoying, as long as they didn't cause trouble, Zhang An was willing to keep his distance from them.

But now, not only are they not satisfied, but they keep flying over to provoke him again and again. Zhang An can only let Huatou come out to review his personal feelings before death.

With Huatou standing guard, the whole yard instantly became quiet.

The little guy is still riding on his father's size 45 big feet.

But I don’t know when, the little guy climbed from his feet to Zhang An’s legs while playing, and fell asleep in his arms unknowingly.

At first Zhang An didn't pay attention and just closed his eyes. When he noticed, the little guy was already blowing bubbles on him.

But this is not the little guy's fault. Spring sleepiness and autumn fatigue are not just talk. He almost dozed off just now.

Although the autumn weather was clear and the sun was bright, there was still wind outside. Fearing that the little guy would catch a cold, Zhang An quickly and carefully picked him up and put him back on the bed in the room, letting him sleep peacefully.

After all this, Zhang An felt completely exhausted and out of spirits.

So I lay on the chair, looking at the sky, watching the clouds being blown by the wind from east to west.

It is no longer as lively as it was in summer. The cicadas chirping in the trees, the birds singing in the sky and the frogs croaking in the fields have long disappeared.

"Xiao An, let's go for a walk in the mountains."

Just as Zhang An was looking up at the starry sky, feeling deeply moved, Huang Ming stuck his head out and shouted at him at the gate.

"What are you going to do in the mountains? You don't have to watch the store anymore?"

Zhang An was a little surprised to see Damingzi coming.

Ever since his fishing tackle shop opened, this guy has stayed by its side all day, guarding his precious shop every day.

"Hey, you don't have to watch all the time. There are fewer people fishing these days. Not many people come to my place. Xiaoying can watch it by herself. It's already late autumn these two days. It's time to pick up mountain products."

At this time of year, there are far fewer people coming to fish than in the summer.

Because many people have gone home to busy themselves with the autumn harvest, and then they have to start sowing winter rapeseed, so it’s not a relaxing time at all.

"Then wait for me, I'll tell my mom and then come find you."

The weather will not change much during this season, and the honeysuckle in the yard can be exposed to the sun until midnight.

With a fancy guard on duty, there is no need to worry about thieves from back home coming over to cause trouble.

After Zhang An went home and told his mother, he carried the backpack and prepared to look for Huang Ming.

Although he has pecans and chestnuts planted in his space, picking them in the mountains is a different kind of fun.

He also wanted to use the excuse of going to the mountains to pick up mountain products to take out the things in the space.

Just after walking a few steps out of the door, Zhang An suddenly remembered that Chen Ze was also at home these days.

Thinking that Zhang Jianwen had not yet responded to his question about building a hotel, that guy must have been doing nothing these days, so Zhang An turned around and went to Dongli Yard to call him to join them.

After arriving at their house, just as Zhang An had expected, the old man of the Chen family was playing chess with other old men outside, while Chen Ze was lying in the yard "fishing".

When he heard that Zhang An was going to the mountains to pick up something, he got up immediately, went to the water pipe to wash off the sleepiness in his eyes, and then found a small backpack to go with Zhang An.

When he arrived at Huang Ming's house, Zhang An found that Zhou Yang was there too. He knew it must be Huang Ming who called him.

A few days ago, Zhou Yang's restaurant's business was indeed booming, but these days the aftereffects of the holidays have gradually emerged, the flow of people has been decreasing day by day, and their business has begun to return to normal.

Otherwise, Zhou Yang would not have given up his family business and run out into the mountains with them.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's go."

When Huang Ming saw Zhang An coming, he asked him to chat for a while and then set off.

When you come to the mountains, you can see that many trees have begun to shed their leaves. Even if there are still some leaves on the trees, they have almost turned yellow.

At this rate, it won't be long before they become bare.

"This time we won't go to those places we've been in before. I'm afraid they've been picked up by someone else. Let's go to a new place. My grandfather told me that."

On the way, Huang Ming took the lead and talked to everyone.

In the past, there were several places in the mountains that were good places to pick up mountain products, and they were places that Zhang An and his friends would visit every year.

It’s just that at this time of year every year, there are many people in the village going into the mountains to pick up mountain products.

The places we visited before have already been thoroughly explored by everyone.

If you go earlier, you can get a good harvest. If you go a little late, the good things will have been picked up by others, and what is left are some disgusting stuff.

It was the same thing last year, except that I was a day or two late, so I didn’t pick up anything good.

Zhang An didn't care. He would go into the mountains for some fun and then take things out of the space and take them home.

But Huang Ming is different. He doesn't look down on the remaining scum.

So this year he was too lazy to compete with others and went to ask Mr. Huang about a few new locations.

Zhou Yang and the others didn't care. As long as they could pick up items, they would go anywhere.

So, under the leadership of Huang Ming, several people went into the mountains.

"Okay, we're here, let's get started."

After crossing mountains and hills and arriving at a large forest near the sand, Huang Ming pointed to the front not far away and said.

"This place is really good. It seems that no one knows about it yet. I don't know how the Second Master found it."

Zhang An looked forward and found that there were several huge chestnut trees growing here. Many of the chestnuts on the trees had their shells exploded and were scattered all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)