Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1171 1171. Digging winter bamboo shoots

"I do not…"

The gangster has a weak voice and a ferocious expression.

"Tsk." Xin Jun rolled his eyes: "You guys are so coy, you are still not a man."

 “What does it mean if you send her messages every day if you are not interested in her?”

“How did you know that I sent her a message?!” Zhang Yanping was shocked: “You peeked at my phone!”

Xin Jun sneered, took out his mobile phone, and played the chat history—

  【Guo Dong: Why does Zhang Yanping keep sending me messages? Is he interested in me? 】

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　log represented by sales volume, and nothing matter related to inventory ? . . . 】

 【Guo Dong: Divine gold! Retarded! 】

  【Xin Jun:? ? ? 】

　　　【Guo Dong: Just tell him. If it's interesting, just say it. If you don't think so, don't post it every day. 】

  【Xin Jun:? ? ? What are you telling me for? Tell him directly! 】

 【Guo Dong: I wanted to talk to you to find out more about him, but you don’t seem to know anything, so I guess he is interested in me...】

 “Are you embarrassed?”

Zhang Yanping's face was red, and there was a hint of beauty in the dark, but her voice was weak: "Then you can't say that...isn't there still you? She doesn't even like you but she likes me... She must also like her in her heart I."

  Jun Xin: ...Gou Dengxi!

 As soon as he put away his cell phone, he turned around and left: "Anyone with a love brain should be beheaded!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw Song Sancheng pulling out a pair of pickets from the warehouse, putting the pole on his shoulders and getting ready to go out. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment:

“Uncle, what are you going to do?” There isn’t much work in winter, right? Do you still need to use this pick?

 “If you need transportation, why don’t you drive a tricycle?”

"That's not necessary." Song Sancheng raised his finger and pointed to the bamboo forest at the corner ahead: "The winter bamboo shoots are probably all grown by now. I thought you were going home, so I dug some for you to take back."

 Jun Xin couldn't help but be a little silent.

How should I put it? My heart is kind, but those things are just winter bamboo shoots. Apart from anything else, the weight is decent. Whether it’s express delivery or carrying it yourself, it’s very difficult...

 “Why don’t you take it with you...” he said with difficulty.

Song Sancheng was stunned: "What? You don't like to eat it? In fact, we don't like to eat bamboo shoots here. In previous years, no one wanted these. I just saw that the bamboo shoots of that season in spring are selling quite well. How about you?" If you like to eat, forget it..."

He rambled on, and Xin Jun was also struggling painfully: ...This thing is very heavy, but it is only available in winter! Spring bamboo shoots and winter bamboo shoots have two different flavors.

 But it’s really heavy. How do you carry it back?

 But this season, it should be particularly delicious...

 He was caught in all kinds of tangles.

 Song Sancheng waited for a while and couldn't help but turn his head when he didn't hear the answer. But he saw that the usually polite Teacher Xin had already picked up a **** and looked at him with a smile:

 “Uncle, then I’m not welcome.”

 Song Sancheng:…

He wanted to say that those of you who have never done farm work don’t have the strength to dig bamboo shoots. But it’s okay anyway. Young people want to experience it, so that’s fine.

 The two people got into the bamboo forest on the roadside one after another.

This bamboo forest is quite old. The quality of the bamboo is quite average. Because it has already taken shape, even if it is nourished by spiritual energy, it is long and thin and not as strong as the bamboo from other places. But the advantage is that it is dense, and it spreads out right at the corner where the road turns to the house.

 It is said that it is not big, it is not small. From a distance, it looks like a specially built screen wall in the old Song family villa, which plays an excellent blocking role.

It’s just that it’s too dense. Song Sancheng’s pick can only be placed outside the bamboo forest. Two people go in with hoes, and they can’t lift their arms even if they want to swing it.

Looking into the forest, the sparse skylight is shining, and you can vaguely see the spherical bird's nests woven into bamboo branches with fine down and grass stems.

Occasionally, bamboo leaves are rolled into tubes, which must contain larvae. In spring and summer, they will become the natural granary for birds.

 Looking at the bamboo poles again, they are thin and tall. They seem to be of no great use other than making fences.

Song Sancheng said as he pulled the thick dry bamboo leaves on the ground: "This bamboo grows too fast. In the spring, Tantan dug a lot of bamboo shoots, and in the winter and spring, it still couldn't stop it from growing... Look here. , there’s nowhere to go.”

“Next year I’ll cut more, and I’ll plant more vegetables, so I’ll put up more vegetable shelves...”

He rambled on, but Xin Jun looked at the damp and dim ground and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, how do you find winter bamboo shoots? I saw a video saying that where there are bamboo shoots, the land will crack into cracks."

Song Sancheng laughed loudly: "I've also seen it online, but that one specializes in winter bamboo shoots. Look how big they are. They're as thick as thighs!"

"We can't do this. Our winter bamboo shoots are small and about the thickness of an arm, but they're just right. One of them can stir-fry a whole plate of vegetables."

“Furthermore, you said that the cracks are caused by the winter bamboo shoots growing to a certain size, and they will not crack until the spring bamboo shoots appear.”

 "We...it's only the twelfth lunar month! It's early!"

Xin Jun secretly wrote it down, and then humbly asked for advice:

“Uncle, how are we going to dig it?”

 Song Sancheng:…

How to dig? They didn’t really eat this in the first place!

So he waved his **** and said: "It's up to you! If you find a place, just dig it out. If it's found, dig it out. If it's not found, just change the place."

Simple and crude, but in this overly dense bamboo forest, it seems to be really effective?

Xin Jun found an open space and gently raised the **** - it was too light, the bamboo forest was really too crowded.

Looking at it this way, even if you don’t dig bamboo shoots in winter, I’m afraid they won’t be able to grow well in spring! Even if it does grow, it will probably be long and thin and not strong at all.

Song Sancheng was still directing: "Go outside and dig next to the roadside first, otherwise the bamboo will take root very hard and it will easily damage the foundation over time..."

While talking, the two of them each raised their hoes and dug down with all their strength—

 “There really is!”

　　Xin Jun is excited!

Under the turned-over clod of soil, a cluster of tender yellow seedling tips were vaguely exposed among the dark brown dead branches and rotten leaves, indicating the harvest in the earth.

The first time he dug bamboo shoots, he got this result.

However, he never thought that the **** lightly hit something, and he pried it hard, only to see a cluster of crisp and tender bamboo shoot tips with hairy shells being pried up.

  Xin Jun:…

 Song Sancheng:…

He couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Why are there so many bamboo forests? No one is fertilizing the bamboo forest. Did Tan Tan secretly spread fertilizer again... Hurry, dig!"

 Update 2, good night. There was not much to eat before the year, so the process would be accelerated, but in the spring it would slow down again.