Bamboo shoots grow from the roots of other "old bamboos". There are many bamboo shoots in the dense bamboo forest, which are very similar to the traps and thorns that drilled out of the soil during ancient wars.
"Look at these bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, do they look like the scene in the movie "House of Flying Daggers"?" Zhao Hong stood up and laughed after cutting down two bamboo shoots.
"When you put it like that, it does look similar." Li Shu narrowed his eyes slightly. He still clearly remembered scenes from the movie "House of Flying Daggers", but it seems that the "battle" between the heroine and the hero should be quite wild. of.
It is very interesting to chop bamboo shoots. Because the bamboo shoots are very tender and the knife is sharp, you can easily chop them with one knife. Then peel the bamboo shoots, put the tender ones into the bamboo basket, and throw away the old ones directly.
Chopping bamboo shoots is a great relief.
"Woof~".
Rhubarb suddenly found a bamboo shoot not far away that had not yet emerged from the leaf litter. He clawed back frantically. For a moment, the dry bamboo leaves flew back, almost burying the big orange cat not far away.
"Meow~" The big orange cat puckered its ears and climbed directly onto a big bamboo on the right side. It climbed up to a height of 3-4 meters.
"Wow! The big cat is so awesome!" The little girl who was originally helping to find bamboo shoots ran to the bamboo where the big orange cat was lying, raising her little head and admiring her eyes. She couldn't climb trees, so thinking about it from her perspective, she felt that Orange cats are awesome.
"Woof woof woof~".
Pull out a big pit where the bamboo shoots are, and the bamboo shoots grow in the center of the pit. The big yellow dog barks happily, asking for credit from the plum tree.
"Chirp, chirp~" The thrush circled in a circle, flew into the pit and landed on the tips of bamboo shoots. The big yellow dog was stunned for a moment.
"Woof~" Rhubarb's angry front half lay on the ground, trying to pounce, which scared the thrush and even flew away.
"Good job, rhubarb!" Li Shu walked over with a shovel and shoveled off the bamboo shoots. This bamboo shoot was very tender and small. After peeling it off, he threw it whole into the basket.
Soon, several people harvested enough bamboo shoots. Zhao Hong also used a machete to chop off a relatively thin bamboo, then chopped off a few more regular bamboo sections, and put a few bamboo sections into the basket: " You can use bamboo to make bamboo tube rice, and the rice will be tainted with the fragrance of bamboo."
Everyone returned along the same route. When they returned to the breeding farm, it was almost noon. A worker slaughtered a black pig, cut it with a boning knife, and picked out the bones one by one and put them aside.
"The bones are picked really well!" Li Shu couldn't help but say as he walked to the chopping board.
The pig-killing workers knew that Li Shu was a friend of their boss, so they smiled politely at Li Shu.
"Haha, they are all veterans who have killed pigs for many years. Practice makes perfect. This black pork is still very popular, and the price is twice as expensive as ordinary pork." Zhao Hong said with a happy face, "A part of this pork will be left Eat it yourself and take the rest to the meat stall in town to sell it."
"Oh, how many pigs are raised in this farm?" Li Shu suddenly asked curiously.
Zhao Hong smiled and said nothing for a moment, and stretched out his finger to make a sign of "two".
"2,000 heads?" Li Shu was stunned.
"Haha, it's 20,000!" Zhao Hong smiled and showed his big white teeth: "No, every day the pigs will go to the mountains and forests in the north to graze, and the shepherds will drive the pigs back in the evening."
"Hiss~" Li Shu's pupils shrank and he took a breath of cold air. 20,000 pigs, plus this kind of pork is much more expensive, then this is a lot of money.
At noon, Mr. Zhao Jing used the bamboo shoots and fresh pork they picked to make fried pork with bamboo shoots, while Zhao Hong used the bamboo tubes they brought back to steam bamboo tube rice.
Li Shu leaned on the door frame of the kitchen, chatting with Mr. Zhao Jing and Zhao Hong while watching their cooking steps. He took notes as he watched. He felt that he gained a lot after cooking a meal.
Soon, the steaming bamboo tube rice came out of the pot, and the color of the bamboo tube deepened after cooking. Zhao Hong, wearing gloves, directly split the bamboo tube into sections with a knife, and the fragrant rice was instantly exposed to the air.
"It smells so good!" The little girl ran to the kitchen door with her short legs, staring at the rice in the bamboo tube with bright eyes, and her saliva secreted involuntarily.
"Haha, dinner can be served soon." Zhao Hong said.
Soon, plates of food were placed on the table, and the aroma wafted everywhere along with the heat. Even the big orange cat and the big yellow dog barked softly.
"Meow~meow~".
"Woof~woof~".
"Little tree, do you mind if I call you little tree?" Mr. Zhao Jing said with a smile.
"Of course you can." Li Shu said. He looked far into the distance through the window and could see the mountains in the distance. The clouds and mist seemed to be floating halfway up the mountain.
This sight of being able to see the mountains in the distance while sitting in the house made Li Shu, who was born in the plains, feel very strange - why are there so many mountains
"Xiaoshu, what do you do?" Mr. Zhao Jing asked.
"I am a shrimp and fish farmer. I have an island of my own, and the surrounding sea area of the island is my fishing ground."
Li Shu picked up a chopstick and put the stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots into his mouth to chew. He was instantly shocked and thought to himself: "Perfect stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots!? This feeling that makes all the cells in the body tremble is absolutely unmistakable! This Absolutely perfect fried pork with bamboo shoots! ".
Li Shu raised his head and looked at Mr. Zhao Jing with shock. For a moment, the latter seemed to have light emanating from his body: "Gudong~ The old man's cooking skills are really amazing. The previous copycat was perfect, and now this bamboo shoot The fried pork is also perfect.".
"Hahaha, if you like to eat, eat more, cough cough." Mr. Zhao Jing coughed slightly. He was indeed not in good health. After coughing, he sighed slightly: "Hey, being good at cooking is useless. After giving birth to a son, he turned out to be useless. One egg, but the result of decades of learning cooking skills is still nothing.
My son gave birth to another grandson, but he turned out to be a little wasted egg. He had nothing to eat and was not good at cooking. ".
Zhao Hong knew that his grandfather was talking about him, but he heard it in one ear and in the other. He was not angry anyway. After all, what his grandfather said was true, and his cooking skills were indeed not good.
He would never refute such reasonable criticism because there was no way to refute it.
Li Shu smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself: "I'm afraid Mr. Zhao Jing's cooking skills can be compared with that of my master, Mr. Xu Sheng, but in terms of inheritance of cooking skills, it is obvious that Mr. Zhao Jing follows the "blood inheritance" method, Grandpa Pass it on to your son, and your son to your grandson.
My master, Mr. Xu Sheng, practices "talent inheritance" and recruits talented disciples from all over the world. ".
After dinner, Li Shu and the others went back to the guest room where they stayed to rest. Just as Li Shu was about to lie down, a phone call came in. He took it out and saw that it was Xu Hao.
Xu Hao is Li Shu's college classmate and likes to wear earrings. He is now starting a jade business.
"Haozi, why do you have time to call me!?" Li Shu leaned on the bed, petting the cat and laughing.
"Damn it, I just looked at your Moments. Did you go to Chengdu to play? So cool?" Xu Hao's tone was full of envy and jealousy.
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