It was a rare lively moment. Grandma set up the firewood early. Instead of cooking on the kitchen stove in this weather, she used the hanging pot used in the big house. The heat from the firewood made the whole room warm. While the food was still good, Li Feng
Follow the bell to the hillside behind to have a look. There are many bamboo forests here, but there are some fruit trees. The bell is very familiar and leads the way. A small stream flows through the foot of the mountain, and from time to time you can see two or three small fish happily in the clear stream.
Swim through.
"Bell, what's over here?" Li Feng was a little confused and didn't understand what this girl was doing here. There were mountains and fields here, but no crops were planted this season, and it was overgrown with weeds. It didn't look like people came here often. The bell was waving.
The little hand never meant to stop. It followed a winding and serpentine hillside path through the stacks of hills. From the foot of the mountain, it looked like a white winding hillside road. All the way forward, it slowly became green and green.
On some desolate mountains, the maple leaves are like fire, the bamboos are lingering; the shrubs are luxuriant and the grass is luxuriant.
Not long after, Li Feng found a small fruit tree not far ahead, which looked like a small lantern with red fruits. Li Feng looked at it for a long time without recognizing it. Bell had already climbed up the small tree, picked the fruit and threw it into his mouth.
"Wow, there are so many little red fruits." The baby ran to the tree with his little legs. Lingdang picked a bunch of fruits and handed them to the little girl. The baby stuffed them into his mouth without even thinking. Li Feng wanted to stop him, but
The bell looked familiar. He stretched out his hand and said nothing, but Li Feng looked at this small fruit for a long time without recognizing it. This fruit looked like a small tomato, but it tasted like a persimmon, a wild persimmon.
"Why doesn't anyone come here to pick it?" Li Feng touched one and stuffed it into his mouth. It tasted good, slightly astringent. These wild persimmons are cylindrical and interesting. When Li Feng saw several children eating without restraint, he quickly stopped them. "
"Baby, Ling Dang, Qi Qi, let's pick some and take them back." Ling Dang led a few people around the hillside. There are quite a few small wild fruits, including Tang pear, wild apple, hawthorn, and wild jujube.
There are very few people. Most of the families in the village are old people, and few of them like to eat these mountain fruits. They just pick them casually when they come across them. These things are worthless and no one wants to take them.
There were three people, one big and three small, with big and small bags. They picked a lot, especially Li Feng who threw a lot into the space. These things are cheap in the trees, or they are broken or rotten. Pick them off yourself to keep them fresh in the space.
Okay, you can keep it for a while. The taste of these wild fruits is more or less sour. After being stored in space for a long time, they become sour and sweet, and less astringent. These are the conclusions drawn by Li Feng many times in experiments. This Li Feng can easily
After throwing away a few branches, the space becomes larger and larger. It would be great if these wild fruit trees can survive from cuttings.
"Dad, this little fruit is really fun. Look, it looks like a tomato." Li Feng was stunned. Why didn't he pay attention to this fruit? Can he eat it? Li Feng was deeply afraid that this little baby would not care about anything.
, Eating randomly, eating food in the mountains is not random. Although there are not many poisons, eating randomly, upset stomach, diarrhea and diarrhea are still very common. I don’t want to go back and let my mother complain about me. These little carrots have a comparable status in the family.
I am much taller.
"Can I eat this bell?" Li Feng nodded when he saw the bell. He was relieved. This fruit is really red and smooth, but he has never seen it before. Mao chestnut, wild hair head, fried seeds, these common fruits, he
He could still recognize some of them, but they were rare and not found outside the mountains. Li Feng could only shake his head and sigh. There were too many wild fruits, and it was completely normal that he didn't recognize them. Li Feng looked at them and saw nothing, so he threw them into his mouth and tasted them.
"Hey, this tastes so weird. It's too sweet. I can't bear it. It's so sweet." Li Feng was stunned. He ate a lot of wild fruits. Wild fruits have a hint of game, sour and astringent. Even if they are ripe, they still have a hint of game.
A little bit more gamey than the fruits sold in the city. It is sour and sweet, making it even more unforgettable when you eat it. But the small, smooth fruit in your hand is as sweet as honey.
"Sweet fruit, daddy, this is sweet fruit, so sweet." Li Baobao took out a bag full of these small round fruits. This girl didn't know when she picked it, and she didn't notice it, but this girl picked it.
The name is quite appropriate, it is as sweet as honey and sweet as fruit.
The mountains are really full of strange things. There are many sweet-as-honey fruits among the sourness, such as mountain fried fruits, sweet-smelling fruits, and sweet-smelling sticks. These are all wild things that are as sweet as honey.
"This is too sweet. Don't eat too much. Be careful. The millet teeth are full of small wormholes." Li Feng said, there are still a lot of sour grasses here. This sour grass can be found most of the year. Now,
The color is less sunny green than in spring, and the leaves are darker green. The leaves and flowers of sour grass can be eaten. They are sour. Children like these little things the most. Li Feng knelt down and took a look.
Such a bunch.
"Wow, little Huahua, dad, what is this?" The sour grass can bloom until the end of November, but Li Feng is very surprised. It is usually withered in September and October, so why hasn't such a clump been seen withered yet?
Li Feng had forgotten that the last time he came here, he saw that the sour grass was very good and watered some spring water.
"Haha, sour grass, you try the leaves, the flowers are all sour." Li Feng picked a few young leaves and stuffed them into the baby's mouth. Ling Dang, this girl, Li Feng didn't need to say anything. She pulled the sour grass and found something. Qi Qi
I imitated my father and picked the tender leaves and stuffed them into my mouth. "Ah, so sour, so sour." The baby screamed and spat out the small leaves and florets in his mouth. This girl had eaten so many sweet fruits and it was so violent.
When I eat something sour, it is more than ten times more sour than usual.
"Hahaha, baby, I'm letting you eat so much sweetness. It's sour for your teeth." Li Feng looked like his evil plan had succeeded, which made the baby very angry and pouted. "Humph, daddy lied to the baby, and the baby ignored you.
"Little cousin Lingdang, what are you looking for?" Li Baobao came close to Lingdang and saw what Lingdang was looking for in the grass. Suddenly Lingdang's eyes lit up. "Ahhhhh." "It's really the sourness of four leaves."
Grass?" Li Feng was stunned. A handful of four-leaf sour grass is real or fake. It is usually not easy to find a four-leaf sour grass, but there is a small handful like this.
"Dad, what are four leaves?" Li Feng led several children to pick a few sour grass leaves. "Look, one, two, three, these are three leaves of sour grass, four leaves
Sour grass, fairy grass, and lucky grass are among the gods. When you encounter them, you can shout out a wish, and the gods will hear it and it will come true for you."
"Wow, is it true? The baby wants a big donkey." Li Baobao thought for a long time and actually wanted a big donkey. Li Feng was stunned. This girl, how could a donkey be so good? Li Feng casually pulled out a donkey.
The sour grass, now even more stupid, stunned, the little radish under the sour grass, when did it become so big, the white and expanded root system, known as the super invincible radish, tastes sweet, Li Feng
When I was a kid, I often pulled weeds and looked for radishes. But most of them were very small, and it was really rare to see them as big as this.
"Hey, it tastes better than other radishes. It's really strange. Could it be that there is really a ghost here?" Li Feng pulled out more than ten radishes in succession, and they were all as big as carrots. It was a rare sight. The baby saw it.
Dad pulled the carrots, like a little fat rabbit, jumping up and down, choosing the big one to pull out. "Dad, there are so many white live carrots here." Li Feng was a little surprised that there were so many sour grasses around him withered.
Such an area is quite lush and can probably grow until the end of November. Li Feng picked up the radishes on the ground, and there were quite a lot of them.
"Come on, let's go down, don't play too long." Li Feng was deeply afraid of his grandpa, and his grandma was waiting impatiently. The two old people were busy and busy, but he and a few children ran up. Li Feng felt that he shouldn't,
Baby, several children were running down the mountain, and they could see the smoke rising from the kitchen in the distance. Li Feng chased the children, walking on the simple mountain road, the dirt mountain road, winding like a white snake.
"Grandpa, let me help you." Li Feng went back and saw his grandfather grinding rice milk. Li Feng hurriedly stepped forward to help. Li Feng loved the fried rice flakes made from grinding rice milk. The rice flakes had meaty texture.
There is a hint of rice fragrance, especially the rice grown in spring water in the mountains, which is sweet and delicious. Children like to eat it most, but it is troublesome to make. The rice must be soaked in advance. Li Feng does not know that this rice is borrowed by his grandfather Zhang Gaojin from the village. He does not know that the child is coming.
, where does it come from and soaked rice? Grind the rice milk, filter it, steam it in a steamer, and squeeze out strips of rice flakes on the stone slab. It is delicious whether it is cooking, making staple food, or even fried rice noodles.
Very good. When Li Feng was a child, he could eat rice noodles made by his grandfather every time he came here. It was his favorite food when he was a child. Li Feng couldn’t remember how many years he hadn’t eaten it. The rice milk slowly came out, and Li Feng smiled slightly.
I was panting a little, my grinding skills were no longer good, and I got stuck a few times in the middle.
"Grandpa Grandpa." Li Baobao forgot that grandma had told her how to call her. The names were confusing, but no one would argue with Little Carrot. "Baby, what's wrong? Are you hungry?" Four generations live in the same house.
But she is the youngest. She is cute and dressed like a little princess. Anyone who sees her will be happy.
"The baby is not hungry, grandpa, what is this?" Li Baobao struggled to move a stone stick, like a stick for pounding medicine. "I used it for pounding rice, but now I don't need it." Li Baobao blinked his big eyes, puzzled.
What about pounding rice? Li Feng pulled the little girl over. This girl asked about everything she saw, including carts and plows. She was very curious. These things were all old objects. After talking for a long time, the girl was doing it.
I don’t understand. Li Feng really has a headache. Why has this little girl like him really become a millionaire? (To be completed.)
