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Chapter 13 Digging Bamboo Shoots
At six o'clock, Qiao Yi woke up amidst the chirping of birds, got up gently and went out.

Opening the door, I saw that the yard was humid, the air was full of water vapor, the mountains in the distance were green, and there was a thick and light white mist that spread slowly from the mountains.

It seems to have rained, but it should be due to the high humidity in the mountains.

"Wow!" Little H stood in the door, with his front paws resting on the threshold, and called Qiao Yi anxiously twice.

He bent down to carry him out, and as soon as he put it on the ground, Xiao H ran away in a hurry.

Oh, probably in a hurry to go to the toilet.

Sitting under the pavilion, quietly looking at the mountain scenery opposite, Qiao Yi felt at a loss.

It's like a person who has been in the crowd for a long time and is suddenly thrown into an uninhabited mountain. During the day, he is fine. After sleeping, he goes out to look at the sky, and then he feels that he is outside, but he doesn't know where his heart is.

The grass and flowers growing in the wooden trough in front of me have water droplets hanging on the leaves.

The rice seedlings planted by He Jiong and Peng Peng in the paddy field last night looked much more energetic and less messy.

Go back to the house, and then come out with an extra guitar in hand.

He bought this guitar many years ago. It is of average quality, the strings have been changed, and the texture of the sound seems to fit this mountain and river magically.

I want to sing something, but I find that there are no suitable lyrics in the music library, so I can't break the silence.

Then play a tune.

There is a guitar piece in my memory, which should be able to give the rolling green hills in front of me.

So I sat on the bench, facing the misty mountains, and played the melody slowly with my fingertips on the strings.

At the beginning, it was still a little strange, and I haven't played it for many years. After all, the memory is not as gentle as I imagined.Gradually, it became smoother and smoother, but Qiao Yi still played very slowly, as if deliberately slowing down time.

After playing the short piece of music once, Qiao Yi played it again without stopping.

Then fall into this song, close your eyes, without worry or sorrow, the hills spread, the clouds and mist spread, the top of the mountain is exposed, a big tree that has been repaired by the wind stands there quietly.On the tree, there may be a lonely bird that doesn't build a nest, just spends the night there. After the sun comes out, its feathers are against the light, and it flies to the next place, flying over the mountains, over the forest, over the stream, over the Misty mist in the mountains...

Then the mountain stream flows over clean stones. There is a small courtyard by the stream. The old man with white hair comes out of the courtyard and enters the kitchen...

I don’t know how long I played, but the song ended.

Qiao Yi pressed the strings, opened his eyes, and looked at the distant mountain again, the white mist was still there, he didn't know where it started or where it ended.

"Ah~"

With a long sigh, Qiao Yi stood up, and was almost startled when he turned around: "You guys, why don't you make a sound? It's scary."

Huang Lei, He Jiong, Zhang Zifeng, Wang Zhengyu and other program staff stood there quietly, looking at Qiao Yi, making Qiao Yi think that he had done something wrong.

"What's the name of this song?" Huang Lei asked.

"Let's call it Hometown Mountains and Rivers." Qiao Yi didn't feel sentimental when he spoke, but when he said the name, he suddenly felt a little sad.

In fact, this song is another world, Miracle Mountain in Kishibe, but the name does not fit the state of mind at this time, and the pictures I saw when I closed my eyes.

"Hometown mountains and rivers, hometown mountains and rivers..." Huang Lei muttered a few words, turned and left, and called Wang Zhengyu to talk about things.

"Really, it was so early in the morning, it made people want to cry." He Jiong rubbed his eyes, muttered, rubbed Zhang Zifeng's little head, and went to make breakfast.

The morning time in the mountains is really pleasant.

"Teacher He!" Peng Peng suddenly called someone from the room.

"What's wrong, Peng Peng?" He Jiong hurried over to take a look.

In the house, Peng Peng pointed to a lump on the ground and laughed loudly: "The dog is stinking in the house!"

"It should be Xiao O who pulled it. I opened the door and Xiao H ran out to use the toilet." Qiao Yi recalled.

"Hey! Let me take a look." Huang Lei just finished talking with Wang Zhengyu, and fed the two dogs dog food. It is said that Wang Zhengyu talked about the advertiser overnight. house.

When I entered the room, I immediately started to educate: "Who did it? Did you do it? Hit you!"

Then he pressed the little O, but he hit his arm, which turned red.

After a simple breakfast, Huang Lei and He Jiong discussed how to arrange the work, and Qiao Yi carefully checked that the two stoves were not cracked, so he felt relieved.

"Let's act now. During the phone call last night, the customer said that they want to eat braised bamboo shoots and fried eel noodles with shrimps. Therefore, we need to prepare bamboo shoots, shrimps and yellow meal."

Huang Lei began to make arrangements: "Let's all take action and dig bamboo shoots in the mountains!"

He Jiong was stunned: "What about the shrimp and rice field eel?"

"Hey, when the guests come later, I have to save some work for them. For example, these shrimps and eels, otherwise it's not very good." Huang Lei smiled badly.

"Go, let's go!"

Now is the best time to dig spring bamboo shoots before Qingming.

Five people, carrying a basket on their hands and holding hoes, set off towards the mountains.After crossing a reservoir, I met a village elder who had just returned from digging bamboo shoots in the mountains, and I gained a lot.

Along the path stepped by the villagers, we entered the bamboo forest.

"Qiao Yi, you are almost a local, you must have dug bamboo shoots before?" In the bamboo grove, Huang Lei was at a loss and asked Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi nodded: "Then I will popularize how to find and dig spring bamboo shoots."

When the four of them heard that Qiao Yi really understood it, they immediately listened to him carefully.

"First of all, spring bamboo shoots generally grow around adult bamboos, especially those that are particularly green. Bamboo has bamboo whips, and the bamboo whips are parallel to the bottom bamboo branches. The bamboo shoots grow on the bamboo whips, so when looking for bamboo shoots, , pay attention to the direction of the bamboo whip."

As he said that, Qiao Yi had already found a spring bamboo shoot, and pointed to the tip of the bamboo shoot that had just sprouted in the soil: "The spring bamboo shoots that have not yet sprouted, or those that have just sprouted are the most tender, and they can protrude two to three centimeters from the ground at most. The unearthed bamboo shoots are too old and taste bad."

Zhang Zifeng squatted on the ground, looking at the bamboo shoots, eager to try.

However, Qiao Yi shook his head, and continued to introduce: "After you find the bamboo shoots, you still have to make a selection, try to dig out those bamboo shoots that are not high in the ground, and the surrounding soil is relatively soft. Light yellow, such spring bamboo shoots are called white bamboo shoots, and they taste tender and crispy. For example, the surrounding soil is too hard, and the dug out bamboo shoots don’t look good.”

"When digging spring bamboo shoots, the hoe should not be too close to the bamboo shoots. Start digging about a foot away from the bamboo shoots. Dig down first, and then dig closer to the bamboo shoots. When you see the roots of the bamboo shoots, first dig Dig out the soil around the bamboo shoots, then dig out the roots of the bamboo shoots, and then lift the bamboo shoots up. If you hurt the bamboo shoots, the water will be lost, which will affect the taste."

"By the way, let me say one last thing. After the bamboo shoots are dug out, the soil must be filled back to prevent the bamboo whip from being affected, and it can regenerate in the next year."

The four of them stared at Qiao Yi dumbfounded. Originally, they thought that digging bamboo shoots should be a very easy task. Why did it sound so troublesome?
"Ok."

Qiao Yi smiled helplessly and compromised half a step: "Actually, there aren't that many things to pay attention to. You can eat it as long as you dig it out. It's just a matter of the taste. You can dig more."

After speaking, Qiao Yi and Huang Lei looked at each other, and they smiled tacitly.

The extra bamboo shoots can be sold for money!
"Hey, okay, everyone hurry up, dig more, and turn to Wang Zhengyu to exchange money, maybe I can get some beer tonight!" Huang Lei suddenly became motivated.

The five dispersed, and Zhang Zifeng followed Qiao Yi to find the bamboo shoots.

As for the one I found just now, although it was still edible, Qiao Yi regarded it as a teaching material and whipped it in public, so even Peng Peng didn't want to touch it anymore.

"Brother, I found one!"

Zhang Zifeng walked in front, suddenly squatted down, and shouted in surprise.

　Mountain of Miracles, I can't tell what I feel when I listen to the song, anyway, every time I listen to it, it is a feeling.recommended~~~
　　


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