Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

After leaving the village committee, Wen Xu was about to go home when he remembered that there were three stupid foreigners next to the shop, and he didn't know if he had left, so he went over to take a look, and when he got to the place, the three stupid foreigners had already woken up Now, each of them is holding a bowl of instant noodles, sweating profusely from eating, and beside them are rice noodle cups, ginger tea cups, and another about rice noodles. The whole is the shape of three rice buckets.

From a distance, it sounds like a scum eating porridge and making noises. The sound of sucking and sucking can be heard endlessly, breaking Wen Xu's usual understanding that it is better for foreigners to eat quietly. Now Wen Xin understands that the reason for not making noise is that Because these stupid foreigners are not hungry!

Suck! Suck!

The sound of the three foreigners sitting on the threshold and eating noodles can be louder than the sound of the rain outside, which shows that these three people have indeed been hungry for too long.

"Have you been staying in the woods until now?" Wen Xu looked at the three of them and asked curiously.

"Yes, we have lost our way since the third day we entered the forest. At that time, we were photographing Chinese cranes, and Jenny suddenly found a sub-adult tiger..." The foreigner on the far left put down the noodle bucket in his hand, After a full slap, he said to Wen Xu.

Hearing what he said, Wen Xu understood, it turned out that the three foreigners had a cub, and as wildlife photographers, how could the three of them let this opportunity go, and immediately followed to take pictures. After chasing the tiger's trace, the tiger didn't catch it and lost himself. The three of them didn't know which direction to come out from, so they kept touching and touching. Fortunately, they met an old hunter who went into the mountain. Then under the guidance of this old hunter, they got out of the woods. If not, the fate of these three people is estimated to be buried in the old forest.

So far, Wen Xu has never seen South China tigers, but he knows that Lin Province has released a batch of them, but he has never had the opportunity to meet them, and he did not expect to be robbed by these three foreigners.

"Thank you for the food!" The foreigner drank up the soup in the instant noodle bucket after he finished speaking.

Wen Xu asked casually: "Where is the old hunter who brought you out, didn't he come with you?"

"I think he should go to see the dragon"

"What?"

"Dragon,

Coward the dragon! "The foreigner felt that his expression seemed a bit unorthodox, so he directly added a sentence behind: "Netese, cowardly dragon! "

After saying it three times in a row, Wen Xu was still a little dazed, Cowardly? In China, do you really not fear being beaten if you say you are a dragon?

At this time, the little girl in the shop awakened the dreamer with a single sentence: "It can't be truffles, can it?"

"Truffle?" Wen Xu tried to say it in Chinese.

Hearing the warm voice, the silly foreigner kept nodding his head, shouting yes, yes, I love the dragon, I love the dragon!

After figuring this out, Wen Xu felt a little surprised. Do people from other villages know about truffles?

I have to say that Wen Xu underestimated the charm of money, let alone people from other villages, even people in the county know that Wenjia Village is rich, but the other villages that live near the mountains are not as rich as Wenjia Village , I heard that a thing on the mountain can be sold for hundreds of yuan, or even two thousand yuan a catty, and everyone's eyes are red. The next day after digging it up here in Wenjia Village, relatives from all walks of life came to inquire. Some even got some real truffles from the people of Wenjia Village.

Some so-called old people, after seeing the truffle, insisted that they had seen this thing when they went up the mountain before, but no one knew whether they really saw it or not.

Anyway, people are always willing to believe what they want to believe, so it is like the beginning of Wenjia Village, the whole family went to battle, carrying a shovel, dragging a pick, or even a rake, it was so chaotic anyway. Dig a pass, if you can't dig it, it will be regarded as loose soil for the mountain.

As for whether anyone has actually dug up the truffle, it is still unknown, but the rumors are already flying all over the sky. The entire Linshan townships seem to be in a half-crazy state for the past ten days, but now this momentum is slowly disappearing. It's exhausted. In the past ten days, I heard that someone dug up ten catties each, and twenty catties each. Anyway, rumors are flying everywhere, but no matter how awesome the rumors are, they can't match the dry pockets of my family, and the mouth of a family waiting to be fed, so now The truffle craze outside the village is also slowly fading.

Wenxu didn't know why the people from other villages were crazy, and even if they knew, they were not interested. Now that the three foreigners were full and seemed to be in better spirits, he said, "You guys should go back to sleep first!"

"We thought so too, go back and take a good shower, and then get a haircut..." The three silly foreigners nodded one after another.

Wen Xu felt that there was nothing more to talk about, so she turned around and was about to leave here and go home.

"Boss Wen, Boss Wen!"

When I looked up, I saw Old Qintou was smiling and riding an old-fashioned 28 big bar. The car was as old as an old man, and there was a cloth harness between the triangle bars. I felt that the old head was walking on the road. The streets were the same twenty years ago.

"Come to see your son?" Wen Xu asked with a smile.

Old Qin is Qin Zhuangping's father, and this is not the first time for the old man to visit his son, so Wen Xu is not surprised at the old man's arrival, not only not surprising but also very welcome, because every time the old man comes to live for a few days It is equivalent to being a free labor for yourself.

There's no way, people of Lao Qintou's age can't stay idle, as long as there is work at hand, he will reach out and do it.

"One is to see my son, and the other is to bring something for you to take a look at."

The old man came in front of Wen Xu, lifted his foot and got off the bicycle, then stretched out his hand, and took out something wrapped in a long handkerchief from the strap of the triangle bar.

"Truffle!"

Before Wen Xu could say anything, the three silly foreigners around him recognized it immediately.

But they were using English, and Old Qin couldn't understand it at all, so the old man glanced at the three foreigners, and asked Wen Wen: "Why do you come to your village to have three foreigners beg for food? Now the foreigners are fighting so much. Harmful? Are they all fleeing famine and coming to our side? Hey, it’s really pitiful, no wonder the news is saying every day that foreign countries are making trouble... ".

Hearing what old Qintou said, Wen Xu's face was covered with black lines, and he said to old Qintou: "Don't talk nonsense when you are old, there are many countries abroad, and you are so old, you have to think about it all day long. What news, that’s all there is every day. Okay, let me ask you, where did you dig this truffle? It couldn’t be in my greenhouse, so I’ll confiscate it!”

"What are you talking about!" Old Qin immediately laughed when he heard the truffle. He knew that Wen Xu was joking, so he immediately handed the handkerchief to Wen Xu: "How much do you estimate it is worth?"

"I'm not capable of this, but if you really want to know, come with me"

Wen Xu is going to bring the old Qin head to Yan Dong.

"Sir, please ask, if you can sell us the truffles, we will pay you five hundred yuan!"

He said he was a stupid foreigner, but he was not stupid at all. When he saw a few truffles in the handkerchief, he immediately began to bid. But unfortunately, although Wen Xu didn't know the exact price, he knew that the truffles in the hands of Old Qin were just based on their smell. , Without a price of around 1,000, it is impossible to get it down.

"This one hasn't been verified and priced. If you really like it, you can compete!" Wen Xu said to the three foreigners with a smile.

As soon as they heard about the competition, the three foreigners fell silent. Most people think that all foreigners have money. Unfortunately, this was the opinion of more than 20 years ago, and now the foreigners are like that, especially these three foreigners lived in Wenjia Village. Yes, of course I know what income the villagers get for bringing tourists here. If you just bring a tourist out, the pockets will be bigger than the three of them plus one. As soon as Wen Xu said the bidding, he was immediately discouraged.

Seeing the old man shrugging his shoulders, Wen Xu smiled at him, and led Old Qintou towards his yard.

"What did the foreigner say?" Old Qin was not stupid, and asked Wen Xu after walking a few steps.

Wen Xu didn't hide it from him, and directly told Old Qintou about the five hundred yuan that Duwai wanted to pay. Who knew that Old Qintou said, "Why don't you sell it? Five hundred yuan!"

Wen Xu immediately rolled her eyes when she heard this: "Your thing must be doubled at least! At least it's worth a thousand yuan, are you sure you want to sell it to them?"

Speaking of this, Wen Xu remembered again, and asked Old Qin: "By the way, you haven't answered my question just now. Where did you dig this truffle?"

"There is no horse lake, as soon as I see this thing, I think of one thing. I remember one time when I went to the toilet by the side of the horse without horse, I looked for stones after I finished pulling, and I took this thing with one hand. I figured it out. Now people outside the village are saying that this stuff can strengthen the yang, and it can cure cancer. Some people say that after eating it often, it can cure hemorrhoids. Anyway, a bunch of people are crazy It seems to be digging, but after digging for a long time, I only heard that someone dug it, but when I asked, no one could tell the name, so I knew it was fake. If there is no such place near the village, there must be no horse lake. The old forest on the side grows..." As soon as Lao Qintou mentioned this, he immediately became proud, took out his dry cigarette with one hand and lit it, and began to chat with Wen Xu.

Wen Xu almost didn't listen, the old man actually used truffles as a stone to wipe his butt, and he didn't know what the old man's buttocks were made of, so many cracks could be used? With a smug look on his face, he couldn't help but glance at the old man's buttocks, thinking that this is really a tough buttock.

As soon as Wen Xu heard about the forest by the Wuma Lake, Wen Xu almost understood, and almost confirmed that the growth of truffles was related to the space water he poured out, otherwise it would not only be found in Wenjia Village and around Wuma Lake.

The two entered the yard together, Wen Xu called out, and Yan Dong answered on the second floor.

"Come to the living room, a guest from our side brought you this. It wasn't dug in our village, but it was indeed a pretty good truffle!" Wen Xu said to Yan Dong upstairs.

When Yan Dong heard about this, he couldn't hide, so he ran downstairs immediately.

Yan Dong picked up a small scale and weighed it. The three pieces of truffles brought by Old Qintou add up to more than one liang of catty, and each truffle weighs three liang on average. The most important thing is that there is a white truffle in it, which is much more expensive than the black truffle.

"I think the quality is very good, but I'm not sure about the specifics. The price is around 1500 yuan, maybe even higher." Yan Dong picked it up and sniffed it, then observed it, and felt that it was all mature.

"It's sold, it's sold!" Lao Qintou said immediately when he heard the thousand horses.

At this time, Yan Dong persuaded: "Old Master Qin, don't worry about it, wait for my technicians to come over and give you a detailed estimate. Among your three, this one is the most valuable. It's a pity that it's still a little small." ...".

Yan Dong knows how to do this business. He knows that after begging for a bargain this time, he will sell him if he has any truffles in the future. He also knows that when the news of Wenjia Village's production really spreads, it won't be long before the truffle dealers will Hearing the news, Yan Dong is not afraid of competition. He tried to directly open up and down channels. After opening up, the cost is naturally not comparable to that of truffle sellers.

Something over a catty worth 1,500? What Old Qintou listened to was that the thief was serious. I guess he didn't listen to the teacher's lectures so seriously when he was a child in school. He not only listened but also asked.

"What does it taste like when it's cooked?"

"How big can this thing grow?"

"Wow, how many catties can it grow? How much does that one cost?"

This is the magic of money. An old man opened his eyes wide, like a tireless teenager, eagerly learning about truffles, until he almost emptied Yan Dong, a half-toned expert.

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