Golden Fishing Village

After picking off the jujube flowers on the little jujube tree, Ao Muyang whistled and continued walking up the mountain.

The general emerged from a piece of orchid. There were several seven-spotted ladybugs lying on top of its head. These ladybugs probably didn’t understand why they were eating aphids on the flower leaves and suddenly landed on the dog’s head. They were all anxious on it. of climbing.

In this way, the general felt itching on the top of his head, so he put his head on the ground and stretched out his paws to pull at the top of his head.

Ao Muyang stood beside it and waved to Wolf Er. Wolf Er ran over with a bump on his butt, and Lao Ao immediately pinched the general's butt hard.

The general turned around quickly and saw Lang Er's head in front of him.

Suddenly it became annoyed. It thought that Wolf Two had bitten its butt just now, so it barked and pounced on Wolf Two.

The two wolves stood up and pressed down the general with their paws. They were very confused: this stupid dog.

There were many trees on the mountain, and there were many bugs on the trees. After jumping on the trees for a while, their pockets and trouser pockets each grabbed a beetle and ran over to offer treasures to Ao Muyang.

Lao Ao was not interested in this thing, so he handed it to Lang Er, who opened his mouth and ate it.

A group of wild birds fluttered their wings and flew up from two nearby trees. Ao Muyang looked at them and thought they were like the little red sparrows that invaded the village last year.

The little wild bird flew very fast, leaving a trace of red before disappearing without a trace.

After walking up a distance, Ao Muyang scratched his head. It had been almost two months since the last spring rain, and there had been no more rain.

After it rained last time, he ran to the mountains to find some fungi to eat, but it didn't rain, so there were no fungi on the mountains, and the weather was a bit too dry.

He found halfway up the mountain, but he didn't find any fungi. Instead, he found a forest of trees. These trees were very tall, nearly ten meters tall. They looked like a group of giants growing up halfway up the mountain.

Their trunks were straight, their leaves were extremely lush, and there were some small yellow flowers blooming on them. Ao Muyang recognized them as Kuzi when he saw them.

There are quite a lot of Catalpa trees on Dalong Mountain. In the past, every village would take the initiative to plant such trees on the mountain when they had free time. Catalpa trees can grow very tall. If they are not damaged by typhoons, they can grow up to fifteen or six meters.

Because the trunks of Kuzu tree are straight and thick, the wood texture is straight, and the structure is fine, it is suitable for boat building. In the past, small rafts in the lake were made of Kuzu wood. This wood material is tough and hard. After drying, it will It will not crack or deform, and it is resistant to insects and corrosion, so it is deeply loved by fishermen.

In addition, the leaves of Kuzi are edible. Ao Muyang called his pockets and trouser pockets back, then pointed at the leaves on them and gestured to them to pick some leaves.

The pockets of clothes and trouser pockets quickly understood what he meant, and disappeared into the lush canopy of trees.

Ao Muyang waited for a while but didn't see them picking off the leaves and throwing them down, which made him a little puzzled. After a while, the two brothers came out. They ran down from the tree carefully, holding two birds in one hand. Egg……

Seeing this, Lao Ao could only wave his hand, and then pointed at the leaves.

The pockets of clothes and trouser pockets were a little confused. They didn't believe that Lao Ao wanted these leaves.

Finally, he picked some leaves from his pocket and threw them down. Ao Muyang nodded vigorously. Only then did the two of them understand. They stuffed the eggs into the small cloth bag on their chests, jumped on the branches and started tearing the leaves.

Ao Muyang went up the mountain with a bamboo basket and couldn't find the fungi, so he simply picked some bitter catalpa leaves and went back. After squeezing the juice, he used them to grind tofu. The tofu was delicious.

Occasionally, small wild boars are seen on the mountain. The general and the Lang brothers want to catch them, but Lao Ao calls them back.

These wild boars weigh at most 40 pounds. They were just put on the mountain by the village. They cannot be hunted yet.

In some old mountains and forests in the northeast and southwest, wild boars can grow to five, six, or seven to eight hundred kilograms. They are as powerful as a car and have strong fighting power.

But a place like Dalong Mountain cannot raise such big wild boars, so it poses no threat to people who go up the mountain.

Last year, the village began to release wild boars into the mountains. These wild boars have grown up and moved into the mountains. Ao Muyang thinks that after autumn this year, he can organize the villagers to go hunting in the mountains, and there should be good harvests.

There are thousands of wild boars sent to the mountains by their village alone. Wild boars are very tenacious and at least half of them can adapt to life in the wild and survive. When they completely adapt to life in the mountains, the group can expand.

Young wild boars live in groups for safety.

The wolf brothers focused on a group. These little wild boars were quite wild. Facing two strong male wolves, they did not run away with their tails between their legs, but lowered their heads in preparation for a fight.

One of them was the largest. When he spotted the wolf brothers, he lowered his head and pounced on them, revealing his fangs that were not strong enough.

The courage is commendable, but this is just to give away the pig head meat.

The wolf didn't make any unnecessary moves. He raised two paws and patted it on the head, forcing it to the ground.

The courage of the other little wild boars immediately flew away, and they turned around and ran away...

Ao Muyang pulled the wolf away, and the wild boar left in despair, leaving only a pool of steaming pig excrement.

After wandering around the mountains for a long time, breathing the fresh air in the mountains and forests, he felt much better.

Before lunch, he carried a bamboo basket down the mountain. This time he walked down the mountain road and met many tourists and villagers.

The smoke from cooking in the village curls up, and the smell of rice blows into the mountains and forests with the sea breeze.

After returning to the village, Ao Muyang saw a large wooden pole erected at the entrance of the mountain road. On it was an antique flag with four large official script characters written on it: "Fragrant rice and warm soup".

The proprietress of the fishing house was tidying up the shelves at the door. She saw Ao Muyang looking up at the words on the flag and smiled, "Village chief, these four words are very particular, do you know?"

Ao Muyang shook his head and said, "I don't know, but this name is good, much better than the Qianxiong Fishing House you used before."

The proprietress smiled and said, "Of course, this is a store name given by intellectuals, from a poem, called the rice is fragrant and the beans are cooked, the soup is warm and the pine is fried, do you know this poem?"

Ao Muyang shook his head again, and the proprietress said, "Teacher Lu knew it. Yesterday, my shopkeeper hung up the flag. After she saw it, she recited the poem. It was really amazing. I recited it too and remembered this sentence."

"The rice is fragrant and the beans are cooked, the soup is warm and the pine is fried." Ao Muyang repeated it twice and said, "This store name does have some taste. Okay, aunt, you are busy, I will go back to clean up the food."

When he went home, he deliberately passed by the millstone and left the bitter zelkova leaves in the bamboo basket to line up, preparing to come and grind them in the afternoon when he had nothing to do.

San Deng was grinding beans to make tofu, and after hearing what he said, he said, "Okay, village chief, you stay here, I'll help you, and I'll send you a few pounds of bitter amaranth tofu later."

Ao Muyang said, "Okay, thank you, Uncle San, and let me know when you come over. I'll prepare two dishes and drink together."

San Deng grinned happily, a few pounds of tofu in exchange for a meal of wine, it's worth it!