Chaimen hears the barking of dogs

Ren Feng hugged the clay pot for a long time, and finally sighed. Now that the matter is like this, it seems useless for him to think so much. Since he is already Li Lan, and since he wants to live well, then these "sorry" can It can only be put aside for the time being.

"Xiao Huang, I don't know how many chickens I can buy with this money. I'm still thinking about buying some sugar. There's not much sugar in that sugar bowl. I think we should pickle some mustard greens with a lighter taste now, and wait for someone to like it later. pickle other flavors, but this is just what I think about, and I don’t know if the people here can accept mustard.” Ren Feng held Xiao Huang’s head with both hands, and murmured into those dark eyes .He just wants to find someone to talk to, he doesn't need to answer, just listen.

Xiao Huang's eyes blinked slightly, looking at Ren Feng, the boy's face was reflected in its eyes.The young man's face was pale due to malnutrition, and his skin was very fair. Perhaps it was due to the beautiful scenery of Lijia Village!The young man's facial features are delicate, the tip of his slightly raised nose is playful and stubborn, his eyes are quite large and because of the dark eyes, when he stares at people, he has a somewhat innocent feeling.After all, he was not very old, and his whole face was filled with the childishness of a teenager.

Randomly baked two pancakes in the pot, Ren Feng carried the slightly smaller bamboo basket on his back, and prepared to go out with Xiao Huang in his arms.

They first went to a bamboo forest that Ren Feng noticed last time, and Ren Feng brought the knife that looked nothing like a kitchen knife.But when it was actually used, Ren Feng found out that it is good. This knife is very useful as a bamboo knife, even if the pillars are cut down and split into bamboo poles. Although it is thicker than Ren Feng's requirements, it can also be used. .

When Ren Feng was sitting on the ground chopping bamboo, Xiao Huang was sitting beside it.

"Aren't you going to play?" Ren Feng said, he found that Xiao Huang is definitely an obedient and quiet dog. Dogs at this time are the most skinny, and they must have a good time when they are on the ground. If it is a white dog, it will definitely not be able to tell the color when it comes back.But Xiao Huang is not, Xiao Huang does not like to move, and he also likes to be clean very much. Although he has not taken a bath since he was rescued by Ren Feng because of his young age and illness, he will never take a bath in dirty places. It will go, so its body is gradually getting better, and the color of its coat is also shiny, and the yellow fur is really soft.

Xiao Huang raised his head, and Ren Feng reached out to touch its head and chin, and it narrowed its eyes in comfort.

"You, no matter how you look at it, you look like a child, like a young master." Ren Feng said with the corners of his mouth curled up, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

Xiao Huang opened his eyes and looked at Ren Feng, "Wang." Although the meaning is unclear, it seems to agree with Ren Feng's statement.

After Ren Feng split the bamboo, he looked at the sharp bamboo shoots that had sprouted.

"Let's dig some bamboo shoots back. Bamboo shoot egg soup is very fresh." Ren Feng put down the last chopped bamboo and stood up with a bamboo knife.

Xiao Huang also stood up.

Ren Feng knows that there are two types of bamboo shoots in spring, one is spring bamboo shoots, which grow quickly after a spring rain, and usually look like a small spike a day or two ago, but they are already old and can’t be eaten , this kind of green bamboo grows up to be slender.The other is dark bamboo shoots, which will not emerge much from the ground even after it rains. They only have a small tip and grow very slowly. You have to dig down about [-] centimeters to see the roots. It is relatively short and thick, but the whole bamboo shoot is very fresh and tender.

In Ren Feng's hometown in the north, the climate is dry, and bamboos are rare. The common knowledge about these bamboo shoots was learned only after arriving at the hotel where he practiced.The master chef he followed took him to a farm where the hotel bought ingredients, and of course the bamboo was grown in greenhouses there.Usually in winter, farmers will go to the wild big bamboo forest to dig bamboo whips. The bamboo whip is a khaki-colored thin pole with joints. Usually hundreds of them will be dug up, and then they will be buried in a warm shed. In the soil layer of organic fertilizer, if there is moderate water and temperature, there will be bamboo shoots that can grow quickly. In this case, several batches of bamboo can be produced in a year, and spring and dark bamboo shoots can be eaten in some seasons. There are winter bamboo shoots.However, this greenhouse planting is actually very harmful to the bamboo whips, so it usually takes one year, and the bamboo whips in the field have to be replaced.

At this moment, the bamboo forest under Ren Feng's feet should be regarded as a treasure land.Maybe it's because the soil here is very suitable for the growth of bamboo, or maybe it's because few people touch this place. In short, the bamboo poles here are thick and straight, with clear knots. Although the bamboo shoots are mainly spring shoots, the dark shoots are definitely not will be less.After all, the ground-breaking period of the dark bamboo shoots is about a month later than that of the spring bamboo shoots.And now it is the weather in March and April, and the dark bamboo shoots should appear in May.

Ren Feng dug a lot of bamboo shoots with a bamboo knife, thinking that he would not dig wild vegetables today, and go back to deal with the mustard heads. Aunt Li obviously had to go to the market tomorrow, so he went to buy bamboo shoots, and brought some by the way. Sugar is back.

However, bamboo shoots are different from wild vegetables. Bamboo shoots are very heavy. Even Ren Feng had cut off the old roots and peeled off a lot of bamboo skin before putting them into the bamboo basket. Weighed the weight and felt that it was already very heavy.

"If only my strength was as strong as Dahan's!" Ren Feng squatted down and couldn't help feeling, but he forgot that his figure was less than half of Dahan's. If his strength was really the same as Dahan's, it would be a strange Tired.

Xiao Huang looked at Ren Feng, and then raised one of his front paws. It couldn't help Ren Feng this time, because the bamboo shoots were to be cut off from the root, and its paw was obviously useless.

However, it always feels that its forelimbs are like this?I always feel that he should have the same forelimbs as Ren Feng.At first this idea was still uncertain, but recently it has become more and more so.

"Let's go pick some fungus!" Ren Feng looked at the half-full bamboo basket. The weight of the fungus is not heavy. If this bamboo basket is filled, it should be quite a lot. We will sell it together tomorrow.

As Ren Feng said so, he had already hugged Xiao Huang, and walked towards the rotten wood he had found the day before.

When it was getting dark, Ren Feng prepared bamboo baskets and held a large bundle of bamboo leaves in his arms, while Xiao Huang followed at his feet.

"Are you hungry?" Ren Feng asked.

"Wang."

"I'll make food for you later. Speaking of which, there is only the last egg left." Ren Feng said so and thought of the money in the half-clay pot. Maybe he would go and ask Aunt Li carefully.

"Xiao Lan is back!" As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Ren Feng heard a loud voice from the next door, and Aunt Li was picking up wild vegetables in the courtyard just like yesterday.

"Well, Aunt Li has a lot of wild vegetables today!" Ren Feng said with a smile, looking at Xue Lihong spread out in the yard.

"That's right, just take advantage of the fashionable season to be more tidy. Speaking of which, where did you go today, Xiaolan? You didn't go digging wild vegetables, did you?" Aunt Li asked with concern.

"Yeah, I went to dig some bamboo shoots and picked some fungus. I wonder if these can be sold?" Ren Feng unloaded the bamboo basket and put it in the yard. He glanced at Xiao Huang who was walking awkwardly, He actually forgot about Xiao Huang's death in sight...but thinking about being seen, Ren Feng felt calm.

Aunt Li was obviously very surprised, but after being surprised, she laughed again, "These are also fashionable items. Although the price is not as good as wild vegetables now, it is better because rich households like them for a longer time. Your Aunt Li originally planned to wait for these wild vegetables. I’m going to get these after the novelty is over. But I didn’t expect Xiaolan, you don’t go out very often, and you can find them.”

In fact, Ren Feng's current body, Li Lan, seldom went out before his parents died. Although he could do some work, he rarely went out to dig wild vegetables or go to the foot of the mountain farther away.Because Li Lan's mother lost her fertility after giving birth to Li Lan, the Li family's parents were afraid that something would happen to this abnormal baby.

"It's good if you can sell it. I just discovered it by accident when I was chopping bamboo rice." Ren Feng glanced at the bamboo rice in his hand, but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he dug and picked a lot, but in his heart He has no idea, thinking that it should not be easy for those wealthy households to accept new dishes. Of course, he is also worried about his mustard...

Aunt Li also glanced at the bundle of bamboo sticks in Ren Feng's arms, "Why do you need so many bamboo sticks?" The puppy at the feet, "Xiao Lan, this one..." Aunt Li obviously looked familiar, but she hit that dog with a stick, so logically it must have died.

Ren Feng did look down at Xiao Huang, and then raised his eyes to Aunt Li and said, "It's that little dog from that day, it didn't die, and it's doing well now, I look at it... It's not easy to survive like that, I kept it."

Aunt Li looked at the dog again, and let out a 'tsk' sound, "This little bastard is really lucky." She couldn't help but sighed, "Xiaolan, Aunt Li still said that, your own livelihood is important." Li Auntie obviously didn't plan to say anything more, after all, she wasn't her own child, so she couldn't care so much.

Ren Feng nodded, "I know, Aunt Li, by the way, I plan to make a bigger bamboo basket for these bamboo sheets."

"You know how to weave? Let's go to the market and buy one! It's not expensive, you can buy one for only 10 Wen." Aunt Li obviously didn't believe that Feng Neng could weave a bamboo basket by himself.

"I want to try it first. My father taught me some things before." Of course, this father is Ren Feng's father. Ren Feng has been fascinated by the ability to weave grasshoppers since he was a child. Although he can't compare with his father, he still knows how to do it.

"That's it." Aunt Li didn't say anything after hearing this, and bent down and continued to force wild vegetables.

"Aunt Li!" Ren Feng said after thinking about it.

"What's the matter?" Aunt Li didn't look up, she was still peeling the yellow leaves of wild vegetables.

"I have to tell you about this, just wait for me." Ren Feng had forgotten to leave the house after saying this, and Xiao Huang naturally followed behind him.

Aunt Li raised her head and glanced, "This child, why are you talking about it after your parents died?"