Golden Fishing Village

Someone brought brine-cured young Chinese toon leaves. Now is not the best season to eat Chinese toon, but in spring, every housewife would make brine with the Chinese toon leaves that they had picked but had not eaten yet, which could be preserved for a year.

Ao Muyang took a handful and cut them into pieces, then mixed them with egg liquid and used an electric baking pan to make a Chinese toon egg pancake.

He only used a little flour, mainly eggs, so the pancakes were golden and fragrant when they were served steaming hot, and they were mixed with the unique flavor of Chinese toon, which was very special.

As soon as the egg pancakes were served, Ao Mucheng smiled and said, "Oh, this pancake is very fragrant."

Ao Muyang said, "I used the eggs laid by the free-range chickens I raised, so it must be fragrant."

Youfu ran to the dining table and took a deep breath, and 'Gudu' jumped onto the dining table, staring at the egg pancakes with big eyes.

Everyone knew that Ao Muyang treated his pets very well. As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, his chickens and dogs will rise to heaven. Ao Muyang has a status in the village, and his pets are also loved.

If pets of ordinary people dared to come to the table, Ao Mudong would definitely beat them down with his violent temper.

But after Youfu came to the table, Ao Mudong smiled and said, "Is this little thing greedy? Come, come over and bow to me, I'll get you a piece to satisfy your craving."

Ao Muyang dragged Youfu off the table by the back of his neck, and then gave him a stern look: "Wait by yourself, is it time for you to eat? Look how much weight you have gained recently?"

The little fox is very lazy. It is not easy for it to get food in the desert. It needs to run and work hard to fill its stomach, so it grows thin.

After coming to the village, it lives a comfortable life. Food is everywhere, and there are no natural enemies. The dogs in the village dare not provoke it because of the general and the head of state. There is no threat from outside and no worries inside. It lives a comfortable life.

With a broad mind and a fat body, Youfu gained a circle of weight in just a few days, and meat hung on both cheeks. The little fox turned into a little fat pig.

It didn't listen to Ao Muyang's words, and its big ears were slightly retracted. It raised its head and looked straight at the food on the table.

Ao Muyang felt that it had been spoiled too much recently, so he slapped it on the butt and scolded it with a smile: "You little bitch, you are so arrogant, sooner or later you will suffer."

The villagers coaxed the little fox for his sake. Some gave it a peanut, and some gave it a edamame, so it was full soon.

Someone else gave it an egg pancake, and it smelled the fragrance and stuffed it into its mouth. As a result, the egg pancake was still steaming. The little fox's tongue was very afraid of heat. When its tongue touched the egg pancake, it screamed and threw away the egg pancake and fled in embarrassment.

The general came over leisurely, and it used its claws to dig the egg pancake on the ground and turned it twice, and ate it in its mouth after the heat dissipated.

Ao Wenchang poured beer for everyone, and Ao Mudong waved his hand and said: "No need to be so literary, and add some work to the faucet, just blow the bottle directly."

"Okay, blow the bottle." The group shouted.

"Longtou, come and eat together."

Ao Muyang said: "Okay, I'll grill this mutton and then I'll go over. You guys eat and drink first."

The skewers come from the fishing house in the village. Summer is the golden season for drinking beer and eating barbecue. The fishing house has this demand, and there are people in the village who do this business.

Longtou Village is forming a production chain for the tourism industry. At first, every household opened a fishing house, but soon someone found that there was too much competition, so it was better to supply vegetables and goods to the fishing house.

So, someone started making skewers at home, and people in the village went to his house to buy skewers. It was easy, the skewers tasted good, and they were fresh and hygienic.

The skewers in Ao Muyang's hand were sent by the villagers. He turned them over and brushed them with oil, then sprinkled them with chili powder and cumin powder. The small pieces of meat were grilled with oil, and he sat back when he felt that the fire was enough.

Looking at the pile of wine bottles on the table, he smiled and said, "Oh, just blow the bottles directly?"

"Drinking big bowls of wine and eating big pieces of meat, isn't it fun." Ao Wenchang said.

As soon as the beer was taken out of the refrigerator, a layer of water droplets soon hung on the outside of the bottle, which was refreshing when held in the hand.

Ao Muyang raised the bottle, and a bunch of bottle mouths suddenly hit him: "Blow this bottle!"

"Puff!" Ao Wenchang almost spit out the beer.

After drinking the cold beer, Ao Muyang wiped his forehead and said: "This day is going to explode this year. It's still hot in the evening. It's still early June. What will it be like in July and August?"

"Yes, the air is like fire at noon." Ao Mudong nodded, "But it's good this way, so that more people come to our fishing village for vacation."

"That's right, I heard from tourists, my God, the steel and concrete world in Hongyang City is so stuffy. I have to turn on the air conditioner when I go to bed at night since last month. Don't you think it's exaggerated?"

"It's still better here. Our village is a natural air-conditioned house."

Happiness is compared. Villagers used to envy city people and yearn for city life. With the increase in tourists and familiarity with the situation in the city, they think it's good to stay in the village.

Ao Wenchang said: "The city is full of tricks, and everyone wants to go back to the countryside. The roads in the countryside are slippery, and people's hearts are more complicated. There are advantages to staying anywhere, but the best is definitely my hometown."

The backyard of the small building faces Dalong Mountain. There are many bamboos planted at the foot of the mountain, and the bamboo forest is lush.

When Ao Muyang planted bamboo, he added gold drops to the water for irrigation, so almost all the bamboos survived. Now they have begun to take root and grow, turning half of Dalong Mountain into a bamboo mountain.

The sea breeze blew, the bamboo leaves rustled, and the unique fragrance of bamboo filled the backyard, making people feel refreshed physically and mentally.

Ao Muyang didn't say anything, and Ao Mufeng asked: "Village chief, why don't you say anything?"

"I'm thinking about something." Ao Muyang pointed to the wall in the backyard, "I'm thinking about whether to push this wall down, so that the yard can directly lead to the bamboo forest and the mountain."

"Don't do that, it will be easy if someone wants to come and steal things." Ao Daguo hurriedly shook his head.

Ao Mudong glared: "Fuck, who dares to come to Longtou's house to steal things? Are they tired of living or do they want to have fun with us?"

Ao Muyang was not worried about the security problem. He was worried that weeds would grow in after the wall was opened, and then there would be more mosquitoes.

After hearing what he said, Ao Fugui smiled: "This is easy, don't you have so many chickens in your backyard? Let them all out, no matter how many mosquitoes there are, they can eat them all."

"But in this way, the chickens will all run to the mountain in a few days and become wild chickens." Ao Daguo continued to shake his head.

Ao Muyang's eyes lit up, he actually forgot about this, yes, he raised so many chickens.

He raises roosters and hens, and letting them roam free can keep away mosquitoes.

As for Ao Daguo's worries, they are nothing. He has a lot of chickens, and this year the chickens are old enough to mate. Some hens have started to incubate eggs and hatch chicks, and the chicks can't run away.