After half an hour, the rain stopped. The bored Han Qi walked around the small attraction, occasionally sitting down and letting the uncles here tell stories about the bamboo sea.

In fact, except for a few particularly important attractions that have been found to be repaired by professionals, they have rested and recuperated other small attractions. However, they have been stonemasons in the attractions for so many years, and most of them are professionals.

They have not systematically learned this knowledge, and rely entirely on experience. Han Qi admired them very much. At least the statue of Guanyin they carved on the observation deck outside is much more vivid than Xianyu Cave.

When the clouds were closed and the rain stopped, Han Qi walked out of this attraction under the guidance of all the uncles.

But soon, Han Qi found out that he had taken the wrong path again. He did not come to the village he was talking about, but to another well-known check-in place in the bamboo sea... beside a waterfall.

It's the hot summer now, and the word water alone can make many people feel much cooler, so the tourists here are no less than those in Tianbao Village, with people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder... But you can't get into the water here, so it's useless for you to come, you can only watch.

The waterfall in front of me is probably more than ten meters high, and the water flow is not very fast. The landing point is the big stone below, and next to the stone is a pool of clear spring water.

This spring water can arouse people's desire to swim here, because the water in this small pool is very shallow, and the deepest part is no more than one meter, which is a very safe depth of water.

The most important thing is that the water from the waterfall falls on the stone and splashes, flying onto your face and body, helping you to sweep away the heat and fatigue along the way. At this time, it is really hard not to take a happy bath in this pool.

In addition to the attractions, Han Qi also saw another pleasing scenery here.

Those are the young ladies dressed in cool clothes.

After walking back and forth here, I saw the street sign and walked towards the nearest village. He didn't have breakfast and was now hungry. He wanted to taste the famous bamboo feast in this bamboo sea. I heard that this is a delicacy that must be tasted once when I came to the bamboo sea in southern Shu.

Han Qi now only believes in three points of all kinds of advertisements, but since he knows this, it doesn’t seem good not to taste it.

There are fresh bamboo shoots to eat all year round in the bamboo sea in southern Shu, such as spring bamboo shoots, bitter bamboo shoots and hemp bamboo shoots in summer. In autumn, you can also see chicken feet bamboo shoots and Mian bamboo shoots, and in winter, there are even better winter bamboo shoots. For residents living in this local area, this bamboo forest is a huge vegetable garden, and you can find good bamboo shoots here at any time to eat.

Han Qi suddenly thought of the panda he had seen in the zoo.

Maybe this is their paradise?

Without the interference of large wild animals, different flavors of bamboo can be seen everywhere. I am afraid that a giant panda can gain 20 kilograms in a year if you release it here.

Han Qi's mouth began to rise when he thought of this.

When he followed the street sign to the village restaurant, Han Qi ordered the panda dinner on the menu without hesitation, which is the full bamboo banquet mentioned by tourists like Han Qi. The price was also good, which was cheaper than the meal that Han Qi had in Tibet last time.

When the dishes were served, Han Qi was so itchy that he called the waiter over and asked, "Can I go in and see how the chef makes this dish? I am a traveler and want to shoot some materials."

The waiter is a man, and he doesn't like his appearance, and he directly refused:

"We don't allow anyone other than the chef to enter in the kitchen. Generally, we can't get in. The guests should sit and wait patiently. There are too many people now, so serving food may be a bit slow."

Han Qi sighed.

He was still very disappointed that he could not see the situation in the kitchen.

The dishes were served one by one. Since Han Qi was the only one in this restaurant who ordered the set meal now, the waiter who served the dishes would say the name of the dish every time he served a dish.

Han Qi sounded a little familiar with some dishes, but there were a few dishes he didn't know at all.

For example, bamboo tripe, is it fried bamboo tripe? There are also bamboo fungus, bamboo bird's nest, bamboo fungus eggs, and bamboo placenta.

Han Qi asked: "What is this bamboo fungus?"

The waiter who served the dishes said, "It's just something growing in the bamboo, and it tastes good."

"I have never heard of it before."

The aunt smiled and said proudly: "Maybe it is? At least I have never seen this dish outside. Only here are the more bamboos, which makes it easier to pick and stuff. The young man eat it quickly, and the slow order of the dishes will be cold."

Han Qi curiously picked up the bamboo fungus egg that he had never eaten before. This thing looked very strange. He cut it into slices like a peeled egg. There were three layers of different colors inside. The outer layer was a transparent film, which looked a bit like the ice powder I ate in summer.

After eating it in one bite, the outer layer was exactly the same as Han Qi expected. The transparent thing on the outer layer tasted very smooth and could feel a certain thickness when bitten. You can feel the content of its gelatin.

But when you really bite it, you will find that this thing is particularly crispy. The bite taste is very different from the taste it tastes, but the same thing is that it tastes very refreshing.

Of course, there is also the fried pork with bitter bamboo shoots that Han Qi is very familiar with.

Han Qi didn't know how to eat it, and he felt it. After a child, there were dried bamboos at home... Han Qi had long forgotten what the name was. It didn't matter what it was. My father would definitely suffer once he took it out, because everyone in the family called my father's action fried pork with bamboo shoots, which also led to Han Qi hating eating bamboo shoots when he was young.

But when I grew up, I felt that the bamboo shoots tasted okay.

I ate a bite of bitter bamboo shoots with rice. This dish was stir-fried with sprouts, so it has a bit of unique sprouts and a salty texture, but it is also considered sauerkraut. The chef puts the peppers and pours them down, regardless of whether the guests can eat spicy food. So Han Qi felt that it was very spicy when he ate this dish.

Under this spicy taste, what kind of bitter taste of bitter bamboo shoots? Can't you feel it at all?

So the fragrance of the bitter bamboo shoots itself is stimulated, and it feels a little sweet when it tastes. It makes people saliva secrete, making Han Qi feel a little excited when his index finger is moved.

There is also a bamboo tripe dish, which is actually not fried with tripe and bamboo shoots, but fried with native eggs and bamboo tripe.

Bamboo tripe can be said to be a dish or a food ingredient. It grows with bamboo fungus. The growth conditions for bamboo fungus are difficult, but the output of bamboo tripe is even less. On average, one hundred kilograms of bamboo fungus can produce one kilogram of bamboo tripe.

So although this dish is very simple, it is actually quite valuable.

Han Qi was very happy with this meal. If the scenery I saw today gave Han Qi a little bit of the bamboo sea in his heart, but he found it all for this meal. As expected, I came here to enjoy the bamboo and eat the bamboo. What attractions are you looking at? What Xianyu Cave? There is no need.
Chapter completed!