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With firewood blocking, even if it is raining, the rabbit door will not be drenched.

After that, he closed the cage with two leaves and put them into the cage.

After finishing the rabbit, it was dark. They cooked some soup with dried meat and ate it with rice. They went to sleep early.

The next morning, they walked into the back mountain together.

In front of the star anise tree, Wu Dahu asks song QingHan to pick it slowly here, while he takes him as the center to explore the prey.

At noon, Wu Dahu appeared with two pheasants and a hare in his hand.

Song QingHan has also picked a large basket of star anise, let Wu Dahu carry, two people walk down the mountain.

After returning home, Wu Dahu went to deal with the game. Song QingHan cleaned star anise and spread it evenly in the courtyard, waiting for the sun to dry them naturally.

After finishing the arrangement, song QingHan made a pot of tea with fresh Siraitia grosvenorii picked yesterday. After they had a pleasant drink, Wu Dahu suddenly asked, "are those Siraitia grosvenorii preserved in this way?"

This reminds song QingHan. He shakes his head, remembers the appearance of Siraitia grosvenorii in modern times, and says uncertainly: "the fluff should be removed from the outside, and then dried."

He came to Japan yesterday to try to deal with one, but occasionally found the two rabbits, so he was delayed.

Wu Dahu nodded and rolled up his sleeves to dry directly.

I don\'t know where he turned out a piece of frosted paper, carefully hair Siraitia grosvenorii, and then put it in a basin.

Song QingHan saw this, carefully put the shelf on the stove, put the Siraitia grosvenorii on the shelf, and slowly baked.

With tacit understanding, one by one dark brown Siraitia grosvenorii gradually formed, was put into the bag by song QingHan.

He\'s going to try to sell these Siraitia grosvenorii when he sells seasonings tomorrow. As long as he can sell the first batch, he is confident that he will sell them all the time.

At night, star anise is basically sun dried. Wudahu collects them all and puts them into a big cloth bag together with ginger, onion and garlic.

After preparing these things to sell, he made dried meat with the method of song QingHan, cut them into small dice the size of fingernails, and sealed them with kraft paper bags.

After a busy and fulfilling day, when he was sleeping, song QingHan heard Wu Dahu cough twice and couldn\'t help saying, "it\'s always hitting the floor and hurting the body. Otherwise, you\'d better go to sleep."

Wu Dahu silent for a while, or refused: "no, the bed is small, if I go up, you will not sleep well."

Song QingHan looked at some narrow beds, thought about it and suggested, "well, if we sell well tomorrow, we\'ll go and buy a big bed."

Wu Dahu originally wanted to say that after he had a big bed, he would have to have another room to fit the small bed. However, seeing song QingHan\'s tone of joy, he couldn\'t bear to refuse. He nodded and said, "OK, that\'s it."

The next morning, Wu Dahu got up earlier than song QingHan and cooked the yam. The dried meat was hot. All the things were packed in a basket and carried on his back. After breakfast with him, he set out together.

Because song QingHan couldn\'t walk that far, Wu Dahu took him to the neighboring village, paid money to sit on the ox cart and went to the town.

Although I had been to the town once last time, it was just a rough look, and I didn\'t feel anything special.

This time, along with Wu Dahu, song QingHan looked at the town carefully. He found that although the town was small, it had five internal organs, including grain and oil stores, iron shops, cloth shops, etc.

Song QingHan stares at Wu Dahu\'s clothes with white hair and curls for a moment. He thinks that although dressing Wu Dahu too well will make him feel crisis, he still wants to make Wu Dahu look good. It\'s also pleasing to watch.

They went directly to the butcher\'s shop. Butcher Chen was very happy to see that he was about to open so soon. He was very kind to both of them. He picked up a piece of fresh spareribs and said, "would you like to buy meat? Do you want spareribs? "

Wu Dahu put down the basket, took out the bag of dried meat, poured out four or five pieces in his hand, handed it over, and said, "butcher Chen, try this meat."

Butcher Chen took a look and saw that it was just ordinary dried meat cut into small dices, half funny and half disdainful, and put it into his mouth.

As soon as he chewed, his eyes lit up, pointing to the meat in his mouth and saying, "brother tiger! What kind of meat is this? Why is it so delicious? Is it available? "

He and Wu Dahu are old acquaintances. After all, the butcher shop in all parts of the country is fair to him. The hunters like to sell goods here. They are familiar with each other.

Wu Dahu slightly pick eyebrows, calm way: "it\'s just ordinary pheasant meat."

"Impossible!" Chen denied subconsciouslyHe ate a lot of pheasant. No matter how he cooked it, it couldn\'t be the taste.

He thought that Wu Dahu didn\'t want to tell him. He pondered for a while and said, "brother tiger, you know my reputation. I can give you a fair price for the nearby places. To tell you the truth, the meat tastes really good. If you want a high price, it\'s not bad. Can you tell me the truth now? What kind of meat is this

Wu Dahu was still calm and said seriously, "pheasant meat, but...

butcher Chen\'s face sank. Seeing that he had half a word, he asked quickly," but what? "

Wu Dahu grabbed a handful of star anise and scallion garlic from the basket and said with a smile, "but it\'s the pheasant meat with ingredients."

Butcher Chen fixed his eyes, frowned slightly, and doubted: "are these things? Are you not deceiving me

Wu Dahu shook his head with a smile and said: "how good is my reputation? Butcher Chen knows that if I don\'t believe it, I\'ll send you one. Why not go back and have a try?"

With that, he matched the seasoning proportion of a kilogram of meat and handed it over.

I\'ll try my best if I\'ve got a good attitude. How much did you sell it for? "

Wu Dahu thought for a moment and asked, "how about a piece of three Wen?"

Butcher Chen patted his thigh and repeatedly waved his hands: "it\'s too cheap! If it\'s really delicious, it\'s worth five Wen. "

Song QingHan didn\'t have a big idea about the money here. He only regarded one Wen as one yuan. Seeing that a bag of seasoning could sell for five yuan, he thought it was still good. He nodded and agreed: "follow the advice of butcher Chen. After all, his experience is more old-fashioned."

Seeing that song QingHan was quite sensible, Chen Tu Fu took a strange look at him, but his mind was different from the rumor.

Wu Dahu nodded obediently. Remembering the purpose of his coming today, Wu Dahu said directly, "butcher Chen, we want to send some dried meat to those who buy meat here, OK?"

"Send?" Butcher Chen looked at his large bag of dried meat and felt a little distressed. But seeing that he had made up his mind, he had to say, "what\'s wrong with that? I want to thank you for sending them to my guests

Wu Dahu honest way: "in fact, the main thing is to sell seasonings."

Butcher Chen thought it was funny, but he could understand their method. He waved his hand at will and said, "whatever you want, as long as you don\'t drive my guests away!"

Song QingHan and Wu Dahu looked at each other and nodded at the same time. All the things he brought were arranged beside the butcher\'s shop.

Seeing that their yams looked delicious, butcher Chen couldn\'t help but buy two to eat. While eating, he said to Wu Dahu: "big tiger brother! You\'re going to be rich these days! I don\'t know how you made these strange things. Don\'t say, other people can\'t learn them! "

Wu Dahu looked calm, took a Siraitia grosvenorii and gave it to butcher Chen. He said, "I\'ll take you back to boil the water and drink it. You can set the fire."

Without much hesitation, butcher Chen took it over and laughed at Wu Dahu and said, "you boy, the things you brought today seem to be sold to me specially! Coincidentally, I have a bubble in my mouth recently. I need to set the fire down! "

Two people talk and laugh, the people who buy meat come one after another, for free to eat dried meat, basically no one will refuse.

After eating, some people immediately bought some condiments to go back, and others said they would go back to think about it. However, it finally opened, which was much better than the situation that they worried that one of them could not be sold.

Yam is the best thing they brought. It\'s cheap and full. Some people come from other parts of the town and buy some to eat slowly.

As for Siraitia grosvenorii, none of them was sold.

It\'s not surprising that people don\'t buy them. It\'s just that they prefer to go to the drugstore to buy things similar to medicinal materials. After all, who knows if they can find anyone after the mobile peddlers come out?

However, there was a strange old man who stood by the side for a long time after buying meat. After waiting for all to go, he slowly came over and took a look at a Siraitia grosvenorii.

Song QingHan said with a smile: "it\'s called Luohanguo. It can clear heat and cool blood, beautify and beautify your face. It\'s better to soak in water every day."

The old man broke off Luo Hanguo and smelled it. A little doubt flashed in his eyes and asked, "where did you get it?"

Song QingHan frowned, but patiently replied, "this is our exclusive secret recipe. Naturally, it can\'t be spread out."

The old man took a look at Song QingHan and said in a strange tone: "which family are you from? Why do I have such a good eye? "

Seeing that he wanted to buy it or not, he asked the East and the West. Song QingHan\'s face was not very good-looking. He said in a deep voice, "there are so many people in the world. How can you know everyone?"

I didn\'t expect that the old man thought about it seriously and agreed with him: "this is reasonable. I\'ll take all of you Luohanguo."