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Chapter 835 Put up a tombstone first? (two in one)

Yu Fei glanced at him and said, "If you know there are round ones, you still say they are dumplings. Is your brain covered with dumplings?"

"Then what do you say these are?" Young Marshal Lu asked back.

"The semi-circular ones are called oil corners, and the round ones are called sugar cakes." Yu Fei didn't whet his appetite any more, and said the answer directly.

After finishing speaking, he asked back: "You are also a northerner, so you have never been exposed to this stuff, right? Then your life is not complete."

"Eating alone has brought you to the height of your life. I just haven't been in contact with yedi? Can you still drive me out from the northerners?" Young Marshal Lu said with a straight neck.

Yu Fei shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm not that capable. If I had it, I wouldn't use it on you. It's too wasteful. It would be more convenient to expel you directly."

"Let's talk about it when you really have that right." Young Marshal Lu put down these words and walked to the kitchen. Soon he nodded and bowed down again. Yu Fei took a look and saw that his mother was working as the executive chef inside.

"Take this out and let it cool~"

Qingqing quickly brought out a pot of golden yellow oil, and put it on the big table in the dining room to cool off.

"Bring over the small-eyed colander, there are a lot of debris in the pot~"

Shi Fang immediately handed over a colander, and Yu Fei's mother took it and scooped it back and forth in the pot.

"Is there any fried oil corners left? If you have any, bring them here, and put the sugar cakes at the end before frying~"

Wang Wenqian immediately handed over a grate of fresh oil horns, and Yu Fei's mother took them and put them one by one into the oil pan. This is her home field.

Yu Fei picked one out of the oil horns that Qingqing had just brought out, blew on it twice and put it in his mouth. The stuffed leek powder still had the familiar taste. It seems that Shi Fang and the others have inherited his mother's craftsmanship. .

Seeing that Yu Fei was stealing food, Yu Fei's mother knocked on the glass and said, "Go~ go to the basement and get more salted eggs. I will cook them later."

Yu Fei agreed and walked towards the living room. The smell of salted eggs in the basement has overwhelmed the smell of alcohol. He would not go down if he had nothing to do. Today, if his mother spoke, he had to follow it unconditionally.

……

The tourists in the homestay found that there were a few extra things for lunch at noon. Some laughed and picked them up and put them in their mouths, while others looked at the things on the plate in front of them suspiciously.

However, those who were puzzled saw others eating, and they also put it in their mouths in half doubt. Some expressed joy, while others were not interested in it.

Difficult to say, understandable.

However, those salted duck eggs that leaked oil when poked were well received, and some people expressed their desire to order some back on the spot.

This point Yu Fei is a generous supply, not for making money, but to make room for the basement. He even thought that someone could buy all the salted eggs in the basement at once, so that the air in the basement would be much better.

But he obviously thought a little too much, each of these people brought thirty or fifty at most, who can eat duck eggs for food!

……

"I asked Lao Hu to stack those straws for you on the other side of the fish pond. You can cover them with some green cloth later." The village party secretary took out a duck egg and said, "It's best to find those waterproof cloths, which can keep out the rain. , and it looks nice again."

Yu Fei pierced him and said, "You are afraid of other people's aerial surveillance system. It is said that wheat straw is not allowed to be stacked now, is it?"

"It's not allowed." The village party secretary said: "This is for the safety of everyone's life and property. Think about it, if someone doesn't like you and throws a flame on your straw stack, it will catch fire. When the time comes You're in trouble."

"Then I might as well just burn it myself, what's the point of stacking?" Yu Fei said angrily.

The village party secretary thought for a while, put the chopsticks in his right hand under the duck egg in his left hand, and then slapped Yu Fei on the head: "You can't speak well? Originally, I didn't want to treat you because of your performance these two days." Do it, you have to move up at this juncture, isn't that just looking for a beating?"

Yu Fei rubbed his head innocently and said, "Didn't I just tell the truth, is it worth it for you to surrender by force?"

The village party secretary started to pick up duck eggs again, with a calm expression on his face, as if the person who did it just now was not him.

"I said you just follow along, don't talk so much nonsense, if there is no plan to bale straw this year, I would have disposed of your straw for you."

"Bundling?" Yu Fei asked curiously: "Didn't it just spin into the ground?"

"No more." The village party secretary said with a sigh of relief: "The soybean production has been declining in the past few years. A large part of the reason is that the straw has been returned to the field. Now there is finally a solution."

Yu Fei shook his head and said, "It's not easy. Finally, someone has solved this problem from a practical point of view. I thought I would have to use my tractor this year? Finally, I can have a free season."

The village secretary froze for a while while digging out duck eggs, and then asked, "That's right, wouldn't your tractor be bought for nothing in this way? It can only be used for one season a year, what a loss!"

"I didn't buy a tractor to turn the ground for others..."

Yu Fei cut off his words in the middle, and he suddenly thought, if the village party secretary knew that he bought the tractor for his previous job, would he be beaten to death? waste.

"Huh? Then what are you doing for it?" The village party secretary asked without knowing what was going on in his heart.

Yu Fei grinned: "Isn't it for the chores on the farm? You know, it's a waste of time and labor-intensive to use manpower."

The village party secretary thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Indeed, it's a bit unreasonable to contract such a large piece of land without a tractor... Come on, this duck egg is your reward."

Yu Fei looked at the seemingly complete duck egg he handed over with a dark face. He knew that there must be a small eye on the side he couldn't see, the kind that could only accommodate two chopsticks, and the egg white and egg yolk inside It's been hollowed out long ago, it's a game they used to play when they were kids.

"Uncle, do you think I should be three years old or four years old?"

The village party secretary stared at him and said, "You said how good you are? Just take what is given to you. Why are there so many nonsense?"

Yu Fei took the 'eggshell' with a wry smile. As soon as he took it, he knew something was wrong. There was still something in the 'eggshell'. He turned the duck egg around and looked through the small eye. The egg white inside was gone. , a round egg yolk dangling in the empty eggshell.

"This is still..."

He raised his head to meet the eyes of the village party secretary, who tapped his head with the chopsticks in his hand and said, "I'm not as naive as you think, do you think I'm your uncle Zhan Zhan? Huh~"

Yu Fei pondered for a while, and then said: "Uncle, how did you eat the egg white without hurting the yolk?"

"..."

……

The village party secretary was defeated, and he originally thought that he would be touched. Who knew that his nephew's focus was a bit off, and he didn't understand the meaning, which made him a little depressed.

However, seeing the other party handing him a bag of salted duck eggs with a smile, his mood was relieved a bit. The things were worthless, but this kid still had filial piety. The pocket is big.

If Yu Fei knew what he was thinking, he would definitely not say that he took them casually, but said that old children and old children, the older people are, the more they have to be coaxed, especially the village party secretary. People are all aggressive, so we must pay special attention to it.

……

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, and the wheat in the farmland had already started to be harvested, so Yu Fei simply gave everyone a vacation, so he could take advantage of it to be lazy.

And according to the usual practice in previous years, his family's wheat is usually not received until the second or third day of the busy farming season. He can take advantage of this opportunity to catch up on sleep. Xia Napping, this is the rule left by the ancestors .

It's just that he just sent everyone away, and by the way, he checked the No. [-] farm under the sun, and when he returned to the villa to rest, an unexpected figure appeared in the living room of his house.

"Tongling, when did you come? Why didn't I see you just now?"

Seeing that weak little girl chatting obediently with Shi Fang and the others, Yu Fei suddenly had the illusion that this girl hadn't seen her for a while, and she was about to grow into an adult, and her temperament seemed a lot quieter.

"I just arrived here, and our house is too hot, so I applied to come here to escape the summer heat." Tong Ling said with a smile.

"Why do you come to us to escape the heat? This is not a summer resort. If you really want to find a cool place, you have to go north, preferably to the side of Mohe. The average temperature there is only [-] degrees at the hottest time. Left and right, you can also see the aurora by the way."

Yu Fei sat at the air outlet of the air conditioner while talking, and a gust of cool wind came over, making him shiver. Shi Fang complained to him, then got up and pulled the fan blade upwards, and turned around smoothly Pass him a cup of herbal tea.

Tongling smiled and said: "I want to go too. There are snow-capped mountains, primeval jungles, and all kinds of wild animals over there, but my mother doesn't allow me to go. She also said that if I dare to go, she will dare I'm tied up at home."

After thinking about her physical condition, Yu Fei nodded, yes, the natural environment over there is indeed a bit harsh, and it is not suitable for her to live there for a long time, that is, she can indulge a little in the inland area.

Thinking of this, Yu Fei asked: "Are you still drinking that medicinal wine? If not, I'll give you another can later."

After asking, he felt that it was a little redundant. With the old monster in the copper bell, these things would not be missing. Although there were not many ginseng slices in the medicinal wine, with the ability of the old monster, it could be reused or even copied. .

But Tongling heard this question and immediately said: "I'm almost done drinking. I came here this time to escape the summer heat, and the other is for your medicinal wine. The effect is so good. Now I feel that I can kill a head with my bare hands." Cattle."

Yu Fei finally understood why he had the illusion just now. He looked carefully and found that Tong Ling's figure was a lot fatter than when he first came here, so he looked like he had grown up.

But even if she gains weight, she's just like a normal person, from a little girl to a big girl.

After Tongling said this, she seemed a little embarrassed, and said a little coyly: "My parents originally wanted to come here in person, but they were stopped by Uncle Liu, who said you don't like those empty courtesy, so... so I He came alone."

Yu Fei smacked his mouth. He really didn't like the way of being thanked. When Xiao Yun was about the same, old man Zhang was about to kneel down for him. Entubao means.

He prefers to do whatever he wants, as if he decided to give Tongling medicinal wine at the beginning. He didn't want to let the old monster remember this kindness, and he didn't want Tongling's parents to offer him up. It hurts, that's all.

To put it simply, he is not that kind of bad guy, nor does he position himself as a savior. Even if he gets a space that modern technology cannot explain, he is still a simple person.

Seeing that the copper bell was a little uneasy, he asked with a smile: "Is there any old wine hidden by your father? I've almost finished drinking the last one."

"Yes, yes~" Tongling said quickly: "I came here by plane this time, so I can't bring too much luggage. I checked all the wine, but I emptied my dad's wine cellar More than half of it, even the... Xue Tao wine that he has been reluctant to drink, I also brought it, the jar is so big, but the wine in it seems to have evaporated a lot."

Yu Fei immediately sat up straight: "Xue Tao wine? Is it real or not? Your father still has this wine in his possession?"

Tong Ling nodded and said: "It's Xue Taojiu. My dad was reluctant when I wanted to move, but after my mom said a few words, he immediately stopped talking, but I saw his distressed face twitch."

Most people really don’t know about Xue Taojiu, but when it comes to Quanxing Daqu in Six Golden Flowers in Sichuan, there are many people who know it. Before 1824, Quanxing Daqu was called Xuetaojiu, which can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty. From the Song Dynasty to the Han Dynasty.

That is to say, Yu Fei likes to collect old wine, so he has done some research on it, or he really doesn't know these things.

However, what Tongling’s father treasured should be after Fusheng Quanshaofang was renamed Quanxing Chenghao. You must know that even if it is the original wine cellar, after nearly 200 years, it cannot be imported.

According to Tongling's description, this altar of wine is likely to be imitated by the later Quanxing Chenghao... It cannot be said to be an imitation, after all, they are a manufacturer, and they just want to borrow the previous name for nostalgia.

But if his father's distressed face twitched according to what Tong Ling said, then the jar of wine must have a history of at least [-], [-], or even [-] years, which means that the conditions of their wine cellar are relatively good, otherwise Now there are only a few residues left.

"Oh, that's right." Tongling suddenly said again: "I see that there are a few bottles of wine whose trademarks are cups clinking glasses, but the bottles are a bit ugly. My dad said he would change me to some nice ones. Would he say that I I really don’t want to take it anymore, once he said it, I knew it was his treasure, and I know him too well, so I brought you those bottles of wine too.”

Yu Fei took out his mobile phone to find a picture and handed it to her and asked, "Is it in this kind of packaging?"

Tong Ling looked at it carefully and said: "It should be this one, but the trademark on that bottle is a bit blurred, not as clear as yours."

Yu Fei was overjoyed immediately, took back his mobile phone, and said to Tongling: "You say so, that's it. This kind of wine was produced in 63, and then the packaging was changed, and then it became a small-scale commodity. , No new packaging was launched until the first two years.”

"Then do you think there is any difference between the 63-year wine and the current wine?" Shi Fang asked suddenly.

"There's a big difference." Yu Fei showed off his little knowledge of wine culture: "This wine is the original Wuliangye after the Yibin Distillery changed its name to Wuliangye Winery. It participated in the second national famous wine competition in 63. Yes, it will become one of the eight famous wines."

"But after that, it was discontinued for some reason, and it was not resumed until 79, and even if it resumed production, it has been circulated in a small area in a non-sales manner. After 86, this commodity It completely faded out of the market, and it was not until 15 that it was re-launched with a new package.”

"The 63-year-old Wuliangye is not only rare in existence, but also has different meanings. Someone once asked for 120 million yuan on the Internet to buy a bottle of 63-year-old Jiaobei Wuliangye. You must know the money I won today with Young Marshal Lu. That’s enough to buy a bottle.”

Wang Wenqian suddenly regained her spirits: "The money you won? Didn't you and Young Master Lu go to the farmhouse to give gifts at noon? Why did it have something to do with the winning money again? Did you gamble?"

"Cough cough ~" Yu Fei suddenly wanted to give himself a mouthful. It's okay, why don't you show your strength, isn't it just a few bottles of wine, drink what you can drink, and let it go when you can't drink. This is good, let's talk about gambling Alright.

"We just played for a while, but don't worry, we won the money from the Japanese, and we will definitely not harm our own people."

"Then how much do you bet?" Wang Wenqian asked calmly.

Yu Fei feels that she is like the sea now, the surface is calm, but the bottom is already choppy. He glanced at Shi Fang who was just looking at him curiously, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's not big, Doudizhu, [-] is the base."

Wang Wenqian gave a very flat oh, then stood up and said: "The child should be hungry now, I'll go back and have a look first, if I don't call at night, don't wait for us for dinner."

After she finished speaking, she went out of the room. Yu Fei suddenly felt that the chances of Young Marshal Lu's survival were not too high, and then he spoke out what was in his heart.

"Looking at Qianqian's departure, I wonder if I should set up a tombstone for Young Marshal Lu?"

Shi Fang showed a 'brilliant' smile and said to him: "You really care about Young Marshal Lu enough, you even consider his affairs after his death, but don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Recently, I'm considering whether to give you a pair of platinum jewelry or a relatively high-end diamond necklace..."

(End of this chapter)