Niu male

When the Damascus roses on Niuwangzhuang began to bud, the thorn roses on the mountain had already bloomed in patches.

Before the first batch of people who went up the mountain to pick flowers arrived, Lao Zhou lent a few strong bulls from the village to a few families in the town who had filled out the form before, so that they would pull the carts in Buffalo Town in the future. On Wangzhuang, a group of younger bulls were picked from the mountain to learn to work.

Because Lao Zhou had notified these families before, they prepared the carts long before the buffalo arrived. It is such a ox cart with big black buffaloes.

A few drivers parked their bullock carts on the side of the road outside the station in an orderly manner. When the passengers got off the bus, a few men who were chatting in the shade by the road came over to solicit business enthusiastically.

"This is going to Niuwangzhuang. It costs one yuan per person to take the bullock cart or not."

"One dollar," the first few outsiders who got off the bus were a little surprised. They checked before they came, and they heard that there is still a long way from the town to Niuwangzhuang.

"Hey, their car is too slow. When you go up slowly, the sun is already setting. Take a tricycle. It costs five yuan per person and you will be there in 10 minutes."

Old Zhou’s Niuwang Village is doing well, and now there are many people from the city who come to their Buffalo Town every day. Those people come and go, and they can always bring them some business. Although they have been robbed by these bullock carts these days There are a lot of people there, but overall, the business is still passable. If it’s really not good, I asked Lao Zhou to borrow a cow and drive an ox cart like those people. Anyway, as long as their Buffalo Town develops well, they don’t have to worry about not having a way to make money.

"How long does it take to ride an ox cart from here to Niuwangzhuang?" A middle-aged woman in her 40s asked the man driving the ox cart. She was accompanied by a middle-aged man of about the same age. There is also an old lady in her 60s who looks like a family member.

"It's less than an hour. It's more than two o'clock in the afternoon. It's too late to go to Niuwangzhuang at this moment. Anyway, don't worry, just take your time." The man driving the car said with a smile.

"Shall we take the ox cart?" the woman asked the other two.

"Okay, I've never been in a bullock cart before at this age, it's so fresh." The middle-aged man said, and put his luggage on the bullock cart beside him.

"Mom, you get on first." The woman helped the old lady into the car, and then sat on it herself.

"Let's take the bullock cart too." Most of the people who got off at the back also chose to ride the bullock cart. It's cheaper on the one hand, and the main thing is to be fresh.

A few nearby drivers also came over to help them with their luggage. The cars in front were full of people, so they arranged them in the back. This is also the rule they have made in the past few days, so as to avoid hurting their friendship due to snatching passengers in the future.

"One car can pull five people. This is going up the mountain, and the calf is still tender. If there are too many people, it can't be pulled."

"We have three here, let's come up with two more"

"This little brother has a lot of luggage. You count as two yuan per person. Let's have one less person, shall we?"

"Okay, it's okay."

"Let's go." A bullock cart was full of people, and the driver flicked his whip, and the buffalo from the year before last started walking steadily, pulling the cart and walking forward in a familiar way.

"Hey, then you earn five yuan for a trip?" On the way, the middle-aged woman couldn't help asking the man driving the car.

"Hey, that's enough. It costs a few dollars a trip and earns dozens of dollars a day. It's not hard work. The woman at home weaves baskets and makes dozens of dollars a day. There is no big consumption in our small place. , With this income, I can live a good life." The middle-aged man driving the car was smiling, and he was in a good state of mind.

"I heard that Niuwangzhuang's dishes are very expensive." Having been a die-hard fan of Niuwangzhuang for such a long time, I have heard a little about their affairs.

"We locals, we can't." The man driving the car also opened up the conversation: "We grow vegetables in our own yard, and mushrooms are distributed on the balcony. They are all mushroom bags bought from Lao Zhou. When the mushrooms are gone , and can be used as fertilizer in the vegetable field. By the way, there is a swimming pool in our town, do you know? It is also cheap for the locals in Buffalo Town to go swimming. My grandson now goes twice a week, and it doesn’t cost much. money."

As they talked, the car had already reached the stream. There were railings around the cart and a sunshade on it, but the surrounding area was ventilated.A few people sat in the car and looked at the clear water flowing slowly in the wide creek. There were some unknown green leaves growing in the water, and sometimes there were small fish swimming under the leaves. You can often see the water on both sides of the creek. The men who went fishing.

There are also many birds flying on the water, the most common ones are swallows and sparrows, and there are many birds that they can't name, the most conspicuous of which are a few pairs of white big birds, which sometimes fly up and down. Prowl around water for food.Looking up, you can also see groups of pigeons flying through the air.

"This place is really nice." The woman's husband couldn't help sighing.

"It's so clean." The old man said the same.

"Our place has always been good. It's just that we were too poor in the past and had no place to earn money. Since Lao Zhou bought the Niuwangzhuang, more foreigners have come to our place. Does it stimulate the local economy? It's much better now." The man driving the car laughed.

The sun was shining brightly and the spring breeze was blowing. Several ox carts passed by the stream unhurriedly, then turned onto the road after a while and headed towards Niuwangzhuang.

The Panshan Highway turned another bend, and the driver said, "Dawan Village is ahead."

"What is that big white windmill for?" The passengers in the car saw the windmill on the opposite hillside at a glance.

"That's Fengpi, people in their village use it to make rice noodles." The driver explained.

"Is there a reservoir here?"

"This is the reservoir of the old Zhou's family. The small river prawns in their family are the best. Unfortunately, they have not been available in the past few months. It is said that they will at least wait for the Dragon Boat Festival."

"Bang bang bang..." They were talking, when suddenly there was a muffled sound in front of them, and then they heard a man swearing: "Run! Run again for me! When I take your thatched hut, look at you!" Is there any tender grass to eat this winter!"

People in the car turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a tall and strong buffalo galloping out from an intersection in front. The terraced fields by the roadside.

Behind it was a young man with his trouser legs rolled up and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet. Both his feet and his shoes were covered with a lot of mud.When he saw the buffalo on the terraced field, he waved his stick and cursed at the bottom: "Get down to me! I stepped on someone else's rice field in a while, and see how I will deal with you!"

"Moo..." Erlang yelled softly on the hillside. It didn't trample on those young saplings on purpose. Just now a bull bred from outside dared to provoke him. Can you do it without whipping it?

"Do you know how much those pistachio plants are worth? I trampled two of them at once!" Luo Meng jumped up angrily. He dug out the lotus roots that had been planted on the mountain two days ago. He just organized people to touch the loach today, and wanted to scatter the loach seeds in several other lotus fields, but he didn't expect Erlang to cause such trouble for him in just half a day.

How much are two pistachio plants worth?How many good things he got in exchange for three pistachio seedlings back then, what a prodigal!

"Moo..." Erlang also knew that he had caused trouble, so he swung his tail on the terraced fields and called in a low voice, hoping that Romon would calm down quickly.

"Get down to me quickly! What are you doing there?"

"Pfft..." Erlang snorted, looked at Romon, then at the stick in his hand, and finally jumped down from the terraced field, just hit it, anyway, it was just a few blows, It passed after a few hits.

"See how you trampled on other people's ridges?" Romon cursed, but at the same time had to climb up the few terraced fields, dug some silt from the field ditches, and re-pasted the ridges, although it was not as good as before. Neat and meticulous, at least don't leak water.

"Old Zhou, what's the matter?" A bullock cart approached in front, and the man driving it raised his voice and asked Luo Meng.

"Hey, it's okay, it's just that Erlang is fighting against others and stepped on two valuable fruit seedlings on the mountain." Luo Meng washed his hands on the stagnant water in the field, got down from the terrace, and stood by the road, Asked a few people on the oxcart who had already come to the front, said: "Are you here to participate in this flower-picking activity?"

"Yes, you are Luo Meng, right?" Along the way, they already knew that people in Buffalo Town called the owner of Niuwangzhuang, Luo Meng, Lao Zhou. The style of that photo is really quite uniform.

"That's right, I'm Luo Meng. Welcome to Niuwangzhuang!" Luo Meng said to them with a smile: "The road ahead is uneven, and the bullock cart is not easy to pull. Everyone, come down and take a few steps."

"Hey, okay." The people in the car were also very talkative. Originally, they agreed to take them to Niuwangzhuang, but now the stone tablet with the three characters "Niuwangzhuang" is close in front of them. There's nothing wrong with letting them get off.

"Is this calf okay?" Romon patted the little bull pulling the cart and asked the man driving the cart.

"It's very good, it's strong, and it's very obedient." The man boasted.

"That's good. This calf looks strong, but it's actually still tender. Take it easy when handling it. After another year or so, it will almost grow strong." Pulling a cart is not an easy job, Romon really felt sorry for his little bulls.

"We're all paying attention."

While the two were talking, several bullock carts from behind also arrived. Seeing the people in front get off the carts, the people behind also got off the carts. Everyone packed their luggage and walked up to Niuwangzhuang with Luo Meng.Erlang dumped his tail and led the way in front. As Luo Meng just said that he wanted to beat it, he seemed to have forgotten himself, and of course others would not talk more.

"Several groups of people have arrived this morning, and now they are all in the courtyard at the foot of the mountain. There are not enough dormitories in the courtyard to accommodate so many people. After dinner, I will take you up the mountain. There is not much way up here. Before dark It will be there." On the way, Romon told them about the future arrangements, and none of these people had any objections.

"There are so many strawberries growing along this road? The strawberry preserves we bought last year were picked from here, right?" When they walked along the stream, they saw strawberries growing in patches by the roadside. Just ask.

"Yeah, if you stay long enough, maybe you can catch up with the time to eat strawberries." Romon said with a smile.A lot of strawberries are in bloom now, and when the flowering period of the thorn rose is over, there must be a lot of strawberries that are ripe and edible.

"What are those clusters of white flowers blooming on the hillside?" Someone asked again.

"Pao'er thorn, we also have April Pao here, the scientific name is raspberry or something, it's good to eat, I heard it's very good for the heart." Romon introduced them.

"I know this stuff, I used to eat it when I was a kid," said a big sister behind.

After a while on the hillside, these people became interested in the ditches on the mountain and the puddles in the ditches. Looking at the grouper swimming in the ditches, some people couldn't help but want to reach out to catch them. But those little fishes are so easy to catch.

This evening, two dinners were held in the courtyard. One hour before the usual dinner time, a separate meal was held for those who were going to go up the mountain. After they had finished their meal and had a short rest, Luo Meng took They went up the mountain.

In addition, Erlang and the other two young bulls were asked to help carry some cornmeal, steamed buns, some side dishes, and dozens of catties of white rice up the mountain. Erlang just got into trouble today, and now he is so obedient and easy to handle.

These people ate dinner early, and at this time they walked a section of the mountain road. At night, they must still be hungry.After a while at the Diaojiaolou, he will arrange for people to use the white rice to cook porridge, and the steamed buns will also be served in a steamer. If anyone is hungry at night, they can go to the cafeteria to find something to eat.

The canteen is located in the courtyard facing the gate. The room is much larger than other huts, and there is a small kitchen inside. Although it is said that three meals a day will be delivered from the bottom of the mountain, if the people on the mountain If you want to start a small stove for yourself or something, you can do it.

A total of more than 100 people arrived at Niuwang Village on this day, and they were all arranged by Romon in the stilted building on the east side of Shangshui Village. These people's journeys were not fast, especially some people had a lot of luggage, so Romont slowed down. It was already evening when they arrived at the Diaojiaolou.

After allocating the room, I explained the precautions, especially the safety issues, and then arranged for them to cook the porridge. The firewood is ready-made. When they repaired the yard before, the remaining branches and leftovers were dried. After they are dried, they are piled into a firewood pile, and they don't fire much here. It is estimated that they can be used for a long time.

"Then I'm going back. Someone will deliver breakfast tomorrow morning. I just showed you where the thorn roses grow on our mountain. After you have breakfast tomorrow, you can make arrangements and start working. It's good to be able to act in groups, which ensures safety and is easier to manage." Before leaving, Romon couldn't help telling them.

"Don't worry, three kilograms of petals a day is guaranteed to complete the task." A young man said confidently.

"Don't think that three kilograms is not much. The petals of our thorn plums are relatively thin and light. It is not so easy to pick enough three kilograms. By the way, the baskets and so on are all in the utility room under our stilted building."

"Got it, you just said it."

"Okay, then I'm going down the mountain, please be careful."

"Are you going down the mountain alone so late? Why don't you just stay on the mountain overnight." Seeing that it was getting dark outside, some people advised Luo Meng to stay in the stilted building for the night.

"It's okay." Luo Meng waved his hand and led Erlang and them out of the yard.

At night, the mountain road is really not easy to walk, and now that winter is over, those hibernating snakes have already crawled out of their holes, so I'm afraid that one will accidentally step on it.

"Erlang, why don't you carry me down the mountain?" Luo Meng told Erlang as he walked.

"Moo!" Erlang yelled unhappily.

"You stinky boy, I haven't settled with you about the two fruit seedlings in the afternoon. Thanks to my father who raised you so tall and strong, I won't even carry you..."

While Romon was thinking, he suddenly saw a light and shadow shaking not far in front of him, as if someone was coming here with a flashlight.

"Who is it?" Romon asked loudly.

"It's me." Xiao Shulin's voice came from the hillside below.

"How did you come?"

"Seeing that you haven't gone down the mountain, come up and have a look." Xiao Shulin said, and walked up to Luo Meng and the others in a few steps.

"What are you doing up here? I can go down the mountain by myself, isn't there Erlang and them?" Luo Meng said so, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

"What can Erlang do?" Xiao Shulin smiled, walking side by side beside Luo Meng.

"That's right." Romon snorted, the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, he leaned against Xiao Shulin, feeling the warm body temperature from his body, on this cool night in early spring , I feel very solid.

"Pfft!" Erlang, who was walking in front, snorted softly, and didn't dare to protest loudly. The matter of Guo Miao has not been revealed yet, so it's best to keep a low profile these two days.