Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Scholars are not winkless people.In the eyes of most people, the group of scholars is somewhat unpredictable, and their behaviors are completely incomprehensible, but they also show various flavors of going their own way.

Running up the mountain to die in this kind of winter... Oh, no, it's about enjoying the snow, is it something ordinary people can think of?can't you?

However, this group of scholars unexpectedly learned knowledge and interest.

On the second day when they came to Dacha Village, the scholars handed over their name cards politely and visited Wen Lun, and then started a life similar to the free-range chickens in the tea garden—scattered in every corner of Dacha Village during the day , and even wandered around the nearby villages two or three times, returning home at night without mentioning it.

Wen Lun changed his perception of these scholars - these people came to visit the Eight Hundred Li Mountain, not him, Wen Lun!

As a scholar, Wen Lun had nothing to do with him, so Wen Lun devoted all his energy to the family business, with only the butler and accountant as his assistants.The unkind little raccoon took all his original team up the mountain. The things he brought down from the mountain every day seemed to be a lot, but they accumulated a lot.

Most of the mountain products still need a lot of follow-up processing, and they can't be stored directly when they are taken home.Some have to be eaten right away, while others need to be processed to dry.Not to mention the prey, bloodletting, skinning and deboning.The open space of the tea factory is like purgatory.

After the scholars watched it once, they didn't vomit and faint like most people thought.The performance of the scholars was very tough, each of them rolled up their sleeves to get started, but in the end it was the strong men who pulled them away.

That body is like a hemp stick, and his arms are not as thick as chopsticks, and he wants to kill a pig?It would be nice not to be overwhelmed by the pig's nose.

The scholars were stopped, but they didn't have any excessive emotions. They all paid for meat and said they wanted to buy meat.

Scholars are from wealthy families, and the meat is not bad; but it does not mean that they can often eat wild game.Especially the two stags made the eyes of the scholars turn green, expressing their desire to buy them.

The strong men said they would not sell it.Children's family, what do you do with such supplements?They are adults who have a family and a job, and have a daughter-in-law!

The scholars glanced at each other, and the youngest boy took a step forward, his head was only up to the strong man's shoulder, and he had a tender little face with a chubby face.

The brawny men were still wondering why they sent such a kid out.As a result, the child opened his mouth and quoted all kinds of scriptures. He talked for half an hour without a single pause. The strong men were so dazed that they almost handed over the two stags to others.

Fortunately, Xiong Da led the people down the mountain at this time, and there was a wolf on his shoulders!He threw the wolf to the ground and asked, "Where's Uncle Hua? The tiger was bitten by a wolf!"

Being bitten by a wolf, this matter can be big or small.Fortunately, a few days ago, Hua Yong had already moved to the tea factory, and he rushed over in a short while.

Huzi was also lying on a simple stretcher and was lifted off.

Hua Yong checked it, the bite was not serious, but the location was a bit subtle, very close to the root of the thigh.Seeing that the injuries were not serious, everyone felt relieved and thought of making fun of them: "Which wolf? Is this because they have taken a fancy to you?"

"This wolf lady is fierce!"

Someone picked out a blue-gray wolf carcass and turned it over: "It's really a female wolf! Hahaha!"

The entire open space of the tea factory suddenly burst into laughter.

A strong man whispered something in Xiong Da's ear.After Xiong Da listened, he turned to face the scholar.

The group of scholars all thumped in their hearts, and their expressions all changed.

Xiong Da is usually not so scary, and he is not much different from ordinary hunters.Who has nothing to do, and usually puts on the airs of a general, is it tiring?But these days are different. Although hunting and going to the battlefield are different, they are both bloody jobs.Especially since he was dealing with a pack of wolves today, he had aroused a bit of murderousness, and he still had some blood on his body.Xiong Da took a look at it, and it was really not something ordinary people could bear.

Scholars who are usually eloquent and eloquent, stuttered, and finally explained their purpose, so they could only blink their eyes and wait for Xiong Da to pronounce the sentence, whether to sell or not?Venison, how rare it is usually.It's going to be winter now, when it's freezing, put it in the cellar, and take it down the mountain in spring, how good it is to honor your parents.

Xiong Da counted the number of scholars, looked at the strong men, and finally gave them a hind leg: "I'm single, just eat less."

The scholars had no choice but to accept the bad news, and pointed to the ground instead: "Is the wolf meat okay?"

Xiong Da bared his teeth and smiled: "Okay, wolf meat is negotiable. How much do you want?"

There were a total of eight wolves, and in the end the scholars shared half of them, just like picking up a big deal.Venison is rare, but they are not unheard of.But it was the first time they had seen wolf meat.

In the end, a strong man said: "Wolf meat needs to be cooked with a lot of ingredients. You can ask Uncle Hua for some medicinal materials."

The scholars said yes one after another, and they found Hua Yong who had already treated the wound, and expressed their intention to come.

Hua Yong called the medicine boy over, and weighed some medicine for some scholars: "If you don't know how to make it, you can put it here and cook it together."

The scholars raised their chins one by one, and casually announced the names of several dishes with wolf meat as the main ingredient: "I still know a little bit about wolf meat, so I don't bother you, just go back and let someone cook it. "

Not long after they came to Dacha Village, the food they ate was simple, but not unpalatable, and in a sense it was delicious.If it was just a few simple wolf meat dishes, they believed that what the village women could make would be no worse than what the tea factory made.

This night, the wolf meat in Dacha Village was fragrant.

The scholars were very generous, sharing a bowl of meat with their respective hosts.A few people got together, took out wine and filled a big bowl, obviously they were scholars, and they all drank with pride.

If the strong men were here, they would be surprised to find that these scumbags had swept up all the meat and vegetables on a large table.His belly is no smaller than that of strong men.

Of course, the brawny men also had their mouths full of oil.

Amidst the smell of meat, a heavy snow fell.

Wen Lun woke up in a daze, Xiong Da hugged him subconsciously, and muttered, "Want to drink water?"

Wen Lun shook his head: "It's snowing."

General Xiong Wen Lun hugged him even tighter, and pulled the quilt tightly with one hand: "Don't move around, be careful of the cold wind blowing, you should catch a cold again."

Wen Lun said that he has no illnesses other than passive weakness!But in the middle of the night, let's sleep.

Wen Lun quickly fell asleep again, but Xiong Da didn't fall asleep for a while, and began to think in his heart: It's snowing, no hunting, and venison can be eaten!

After a snowfall, the whole mountain was quiet.The people in the whole village were so busy that they flew up, but they disappeared.

After the scholars woke up drunk, the surroundings were so quiet that they thought they were in another place.

The village chief brought sugar water to relieve the hangover of the scholars. Seeing that they didn't understand, he explained with a smile: "The mountain is closed, just sweep the snow every day."

Close the mountain!Plow the snow!

The scholars who heard the key words immediately ignored the pain of hangover.After hastily washing up, they pushed the door and filed out, immediately overwhelmed by the silver outfits everywhere.

Wen Lun hugged the quilt and lay on the bed. Hearing all kinds of remarks from the scholars, he couldn't help but think of his first winter in the mountains.How can you know the shock without being there?

In today's winter, the big tea villages do not close their doors to live their own lives.Sweeping snow every morning, at noon, and at night before going to bed.

The scholars finally got their wish. Every day, they came to the old temple in groups of three or four, reciting poems and writing poems.

Where is the old temple? It is the school of the villagers!The scenes of the villagers studying their homework were exposed to the eyes of the scholars, and Zhao Si, the housekeeper who played a guest role, suddenly blushed.He knows a little bit, and it's okay to teach these villagers, but facing these real scholars, isn't that just playing tricks?

The scholars were also very surprised. For the first time, they found out that after the winter, the villagers did not sweep snow every day, but took the time to read and write.

The dimpled scholar who took the lead quietly asked Steward Zhao Si about his reading progress, and found that he had almost finished teaching a book of elementary school.It took two years to learn a book, which is not slow.But you must know that these are learned by the villagers in their spare time, and there is no learning environment and conditions at all.

The passionate scholar has already started to roll up his sleeves, saying: "Teach, let me do it!"

The book boy following behind hastily stepped forward and put down his sleeve for his young master.In such a cold day, I still rolled up my sleeves, and my goosebumps were frozen.

Butler Zhao Si was happy to let go.He had heard hints from his master a long time ago, so he secretly abducted the scholars to the old temple.You must know that the old temple is a remote place, and outsiders can't find it at all. It is a technical job to leave footprints on the snow every day.The villagers are too diligent in sweeping snow.

Housekeeper Zhao Si retired after his success, and Wen Lun completely left the housework behind.

These days, eating venison was too boring, Wen Lun didn't want to get up when the scholars came to him on a whim, he had better find something for the scholars to do.

Seeing Wen Lun's appearance, Xiong Da felt a little guilty in his heart: "Rest today."

The corners of Wen Lun's eyes were slightly red, and he glanced at him lazily, without any intention of blaming him.This kind of thing belongs to both parties!It's not that he didn't feel good, but the consequences seemed a little serious, and he was used to it.

The only problem: "I can't get enough to eat." He can only eat liquid food for a few days, even if he is a weak chicken, can he still be a grown man?Dare to have a bowl of meat?

Xiong blinked his big eyes and held out his paw: "Would you like some bear meat?"

Wen Lun rolled his eyes and ignored him, but saw Xiong Da take off his clothes and get under the covers.

Xiong Da sighed while patting his wife's back: "Sleep, you won't be hungry when you sleep."

Wen Lun: "..." Can you say it so sadly?