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Chapter 74 The Shepherd Boy Points to Xinghua Village

When Chen Er arrived at the destination, everyone knew what Gong Dingxiang looked like.

It is completely different from the common traditional cloves.

Common traditional lilac flowers are small, soft and clustered together.

Mostly lavender.

But the male lilac that Chen Er is going to pick today has white flowers.

The camera pans to a cluster of lilacs.

I saw that the calyx of the flower was in the shape of a pestle, with 4 triangular sepals at the top, separated in a cross shape.Surface reddish brown or tan, rough.

White slender stamens protrude from the middle of the calyx.

"The clove that the anchor is going to pick today is different from the ordinary cloves we usually see."

"The cloves we usually see do not have medicinal value, they are just ordinary ornamental flowers."

Chen Er broke off a budding lilac and held it in his hand.

"And this lilac is a tropical plant of the family Myrtaceae, native to the archipelago of Indonesia."

"Because of its strong aroma, it is often used as a spice."

But everyone is more curious about how this public lilac came about.

Chen Erdao, "This kind of lilac is a hermaphrodite flower, and it does not distinguish between male and female."

"The so-called male lilac and female lilac are only formed to distinguish the appearance characteristics of lilacs."

"Male cloves refer to the unflowered clove buds that are dried and used as spices. Female cloves refer to the mature fruits of cloves, which are also dried and used as spices."

Stewed Pork Vermicelli: "Jiangzi, I thought that Zhen Temeow's separate male and female, it surprised me."

Sunny: "I can't bear to tell Brother Pork that most plants are gendered."

Riding a snail to run to Xiaokang: "Yes, so, when you pick up a flower and smell its fragrance, you are actually teasing it... (there should be a river crab here)."

Tea eggs invade the earth: "Scary, there are old drivers everywhere..."

Chen Er smiled, and picked a basket of buds.

When picking, it should be broken from the base to avoid damage to the flowers and leaves, which can increase the value of incense refining and ensure the pure and strong aroma of male cloves.

After picking the required quantity, Chen Er gave the flowers to the boss.

Wait until the flowers are dry before heading back on the road.

Before the airport, Chen Er waved goodbye to everyone.

"See you next time."

Everyone quickly sent a barrage asking Chen Er where he was going.

"I'm going to..." Chen Er suddenly paused at this point.

"You will know when you arrive."

After sorting out the materials he had found, Chen Er boarded the plane to Fenyang.

Fenyang is a well-known location in SX.

Its fame mainly comes from two points, one is Fenjiu, and the other is because of a poem in "Qingming" by Du Mu, a poet of the late Tang Dynasty.

"Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village."

And Chen Er's final destination in Fenyang is of course the saying that has been passed down for thousands of years, "The shepherd boy is pointing to Xinghua Village."

Almost every Chinese person has heard of the three words Xinghua Village, because of Du Mu's poem that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Chen Er remembered that when he was in elementary school, he wrote this poem silently five times before he could go home from school.

The first time was because of incomplete memorization, and the last two times were because of misspelled characters for soul and remote.

The fourth time is to write the restaurant as Sajia.

So he was extremely impressed by this poem.

Chen Er came to the outside of Xinghua Village in the bus, and stopped recalling the shameful past in primary school.

He waved to the driver and jumped out of the car.

There was a fresh smell of fresh rain in the air.

The faint earthy smell mixed in makes people indescribably refreshing.

The flagstone road on the ground was wet, and a lot of fluffy moss even grew in the gaps between the flagstones.

Chen Er stepped on the stone road, walked slowly forward, and then turned on the live broadcast.

Seeing that the number of people gradually increased, he ordered the camera to turn to a mud wall at the entrance of the village.

It was a low wall made of clay kneaded into square bricks.

The walls were covered with yellow straw.

The fence was surrounded by a half-old fence covered with honeysuckle vines.

There was an almond tree outside the fence.

The branches are curved and slender, and have been washed repeatedly by rain, showing a light green-ink color.

It's a pity that it's not the season for apricot blossoms.

Chen Er can fully imagine how beautiful it would be to have pink apricot blossoms blooming on the green and black branches.

It is as clean and bright as an ink painting scroll.

Chen Er walked to the edge of the earthen wall.

I saw a few big black characters in the letter, "Xinghua Village".

Of course, the fans outside the screen also saw these big characters.

Stewed Pork Vermicelli: "It's Xinghua Village!"

Tea eggs invade the earth: "I know this!!! The shepherd boy is pointing at Xinghua Village!!!"

Watermelon is not east melon: "Tea Egg is so excited, if you have the ability, you can recite the whole poem!"

Tea eggs invade the earth: "Let me tell you, you can easily lose this baby..."

Chen Er walked all the way to the village, followed closely by the camera, occasionally sweeping some village scenes to satisfy the fans outside the camera.

"The Xinghua Village in Du Mu's poem has different opinions in the academic circles. Now there are two famous Xinghua Villages in the world, one is Fenyang Xinghua Village, and the other is Macheng Xinghua Village."

"We are not professionals, so this topic will be skipped."

Chen Er waved his hands and said, "The anchor came here today to find a good wine."

"I believe everyone has guessed it, it is Fenjiu."

"Fenjiu is a traditional famous wine in China, and it is a typical representative of Fen-flavor liquor. Because it is produced in Xinghua Village, SXFY City, it is also known as "Xinghua Village Liquor" Fen Brand Erguotou."

Chen Er walked around a few apricot trees, and suddenly a large piece of antique buildings with black bricks and black tiles appeared in front of him.

The tiles were drenched by the rain, showing a richer black color, a color that was extremely rich in cyan, almost close to black.

A dwarf bamboo clump is planted under the eaves. The branches and leaves have been washed very clean, and the color is refreshing, just like the buds that have just been pulled out.

Under the sunshine, it refracts a little bit of crystal light, like a star that inadvertently sprinkles.

Chen Er couldn't help sighing, "What a Xinghua Village."

Chen Er walked along the eaves on both sides of the road, and occasionally a few drops of wet rainwater fell from the eaves and landed on the back of his hands, bringing freshness and coolness to his face.

He said to the camera, "Since we have come to Xinghua Village, we must do something to make this trip worthwhile."

Pork stewed vermicelli: "Drink a tank of Fenjiu and get drunk for three days and three nights!"

Tea eggs invade the earth: "Brother Pork should change his name to Zhu Bajie, he only eats and drinks."

Riding a snail to run to a well-off society: "Who will you blackmail our canopy marshal!"

Chen Er said seriously, "Drinking is secondary. What I thought was, why don't we experience the process of making Fenjiu?"

Standing in front of a blue brick wall, Chen Er grinned, his teeth shining brightly.

(End of this chapter)