Mugwort buds, in fact, there are more than 300 acres of land on the stone slope, wormwood, wild chrysanthemums and sunflowers dominate the world.
At first, six or seven kilograms of seeds were sown on one acre of land. Now, just after the spring rain, a layer of velvet green has grown densely in the barren land, covering the land that still has some gravels like a thousand-mile green carpet.
With a little bit of color, it looks great.
The camomile next to it is also lush and green.
However, those mugwort varieties have higher medicinal value and do not taste as good as wild mugwort.
So Lu Chuan said he wanted to taste the flavor of the mountains, so the seventh cousin handed over the basket neatly and pointed to the place.
They are both chefs, but the little old man's life is much more leisurely than that of Master Jiang. He spends a lot of time every day wandering around the mountains and plains.
No, we have to arrange for everyone to pick shepherd's purses in the next two days. It's spring, so let's get some more shepherd's purses to make dumplings - it rained all the time earlier, so it was delayed, and now many of the shepherd's purses are old.
If we delay any longer, the shepherd's purse will bloom in vain.
While talking, the seventh cousin muttered: "Tantan, take some time to go online and buy some seeds. Shepherd's purse, baby, mugwort and so on. Buy more and spread them on both sides of the road."
"Otherwise, the whole village would come here and pick wild vegetables that wouldn't be enough for our family to have a meal."
At this moment, there was a lot of busy activity outside the house, and the eight big dogs were handed over to a few mature treasures, and they were brought out...
"Woof!"
"In the tea field behind me, the small tea trees are still bad, and the branches are tangled and limp, and they move easily. But if it were replaced by the tea saplings outside that had been transplanted for a long time, if they retreated to catch a rabbit, they could destroy the ground.
Plow them all."
Gong Hong said "Oh!"
"Yes, that one actually doesn't taste too heavy, but my cousin knows how to adjust it, so I shouldn't be able to do it yet."
Qibao loves to sleep but loves to dig holes. The mugwort was originally grown by Qiao Qiao to plant corn.
Duo Ye outside the city said with a smile: "Are you the only one who doesn't eat? They have to eat too."
I didn’t eat much in the spring last year, but these wild vegetables are all produced by spiritual energy, so the taste is naturally the same.
Babao likes to eat secretly and is poor at arithmetic. He steals things even though he is guarding himself. It is very embarrassing.
Gong Hong glanced at Yibao with great concern, and said helplessly: "It - these eight brothers and sisters were picked up by you on the road, you must have no idea..."
Yibao was dumbfounded and aggrieved. At that moment, he wanted to run away, but was stopped by mugwort again: "Forget it, let's catch him last time. Come on, he will help you hold the basket first."
It is tender green, with a shriveled cluster growing close to the ground. The back of the leaves has a faint silvery white luster, which looks fresh and cute.
After all, there are so many people in the family, and cooking and cooking every day is like feeding pigs, and a bag of noodles lasts for two days.
"Yibao!"
But Wormwood laughed: "You grew up with that thing! If your parents are a bit bad, they will get some to eat in season."
The entire 100-acre mountain originally belonged to Old Man Li, but due to neglect, the small area at the foot of the mountain was all wasteland. Only a few acres of old tea trees grew to two meters high, which was enough for picking tea.
There is actually a shortage of those things outside the mountain village, but last year there was a lot of digging and road construction, and the wild vegetables and weeds that were in the way on both sides of the road have disappeared without a trace.
"Really?" Mugwort joked: "Pick the tender ones, and you have to give the bad ones to many masters outside the city."
I looked up and saw a dog's head sticking out from the pruned tea bushes, with a jute-colored rabbit in its mouth.
But now——
While the two were chatting and laughing, a yellow shadow suddenly passed behind them. Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment when he suddenly heard a rustling sound outside the tea place.
After saying that, he became happy again: "Does he want to try mugwort steamed buns later? What does he guess mugwort is?"
A treasure is even more difficult to describe.
That's it, what I got back is not enough to eat.
Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It's over, my family will be wronged at noon."
As you said this, you squatted down and finished picking: "Don't worry about picking. The ones that grow very slowly, as long as they have roots, will be a small clump after a few days in the season."
But, very reckless.
This is really hard to describe.
Well, I can say that I am independent, but I can only say that I have no competitiveness in the workplace.
It's not that he's stupid but that he has a clear personality.
That is, when a cousin was walking back and forth, he saw that there was no Song Tanya near the old tea mountain, so he arranged for us to come over.
I also became interested: "What's wrong? Do you only pick the lowest leaves?"
Wormwood nodded: "Yes! It's really naughty!"
As expected, Yibao came over to bite the basket in a silly manner.
Just wait for a while, and the big tea seedlings there will no longer be able to be interplanted with various watermelons.
To be honest, Lu Chuan has read all the information about the various species of wild vegetables, but I am still unfamiliar with wild vegetables. But now I pick them in person and realize that after seeing them with my own eyes and practicing them, the feeling is still the same!
After a winter of nurturing and spring germination, the old tea tree has now sprouted a layer of shiny young leaves. It will only take a few days for the fat new buds to sprout below, and then it is no longer ready to start picking.
"Cousin, he reminded me that you almost forgot - it's the season now, so you should buy less."
Wormwood came over and looked at the rabbit first: "Yibao is out! It's so slow to catch rabbits!"
"Woo——"
It is diligent, brave, and obedient!
Lu Chuan was curious: "Why was he asked to catch it?"
Look at the neck again, there are two small red letters on the dog tag -
You picked it very neatly and quickly. Seeing this, Lu Chuan also picked a handful and laughed: "The smell is indeed very strong."
After thinking about it, Ai Cao could only sigh: "Maybe it's because you have never disciplined me."
"If it were your grandparents, we were hungry when we were growing up. Those wild vegetables, including sweet potatoes, are now a bit of a favorite."
Lu Chuan held up the basket and asked, "Is this Song Tan the one behind?"
You stretched out your hand and pointed behind you: "This one, the white wormwood, is nothing like that one. He put it in his basket. Let's try making two kinds at noon. They are the same!"
Another thing is that when people outside the village want to cut off Gong Hong during the Dragon Boat Festival, they always run all the way down the mountain.
How reckless is that?
"That's true." Ai Cao had no confidence in a cousin: "Wild vegetables rarely require a small amount of oil. If they need to be paired with meat - it is probably Songtan stewed chicken, or with fragrant fried diced pork."
After all, there are so many people, and when you wander around, it’s like locusts passing by, and the weeds on the roadside are almost cleared.
Yibao was instantly proud and opened his mouth to shout. The rabbit that was stiff and pretending to be dead instantly fell to the ground, and the previous one flew away and retreated into the tea bushes again.
Before Mugwort took over, we took the time to prune all the old tea trees, then plowed and reorganized the land, and this spring they were all replanted with tea seedlings.