: Backing the mountain and eating the mountain

Author: Erzi Congzhou

: Backing the mountain and eating the mountain

There are very few homes in Swan Pond, and no one seems to be picking the mushrooms produced in the few mushroom nests, and some of them are starting to grow maggots.

"Can such a big mushroom be eaten?" The friends were shocked when they saw the big mushrooms in the mushroom nest. The big mushrooms here were even as big as a face plate.

"This is Big Foot Mushroom, whose scientific name is Boletus. It's delicious." Zhou Zhi's mouth watered, "Smell it, it smells like this in the air."

"It's a pity that some of them are broken. It would cost a lot of money to store them in Jiachuan City."

"There are too many dried mushrooms at home." Aunt Lu Yao'er said: "I still have the mushrooms and bamboo shoots from last year. The dried ones are more delicious than the fresh ones."

"I'm not picky." Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "Bigfoot mushrooms or fresh ones are fine!"

It's easy to do it if you have someone in hand. Zhou Zhi took out the straight knife from his waist and went to chop a bamboo and cut it into pieces to pick mushrooms for the girls to play with.

In fact, there is no need at all, but girls are afraid of the maggots produced by fruit flies under the mushrooms, so they have to shovel the mushrooms down first, turn them over, and check that there are no lively animals in the gills before they dare to pick them up.

Zhou Zhi was still a little reluctant, and was about to pick up a few large porcini mushrooms that had not been harmed by fruit flies, sweep up the maggots and take them back to eat, but Aunt Lu took them over and crushed them with her feet: "The mushroom nests in front of you

There must be some in there, I can’t finish the good ones, so I don’t want these.”

Zhou Zhi was so distressed that he lost more than ten yuan with this step. Mountain people are so luxurious...

After turning around two mushroom nests, Zhou Zhi himself became more arrogant: "The basket can't even fit in it. How about we pick out a few big ones and throw them away and replace them with small ones. The handles of the small ones are tenderer than the big ones. Burn them."

It tastes better..."

Now it's Liang Hong's turn to feel distressed, after all, many of them are the fruits of their labor: "You can cut some strips on your elbows, and each of us can help get a bunch."

"It's a pity." Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "But porcini mushrooms are different from Santang mushrooms. This thing consumes too much fuel, so I have to say whether I can take it back."

"Sisters, take it if you like. You won't be short of gas now."

"Yes, then take it." Without Zhou Zhi's hands, Ding Ding tied the knife and began to cut the strips: "The pigs my aunt raised last year weighed more than 300 kilograms each. They are very fat, so I'm not afraid!"

This trip was quite fruitful, even though we delayed taking photos, the mountains were shady and cool, and everyone was laughing and joking without feeling the passage of time. When we returned to the forest inspection station, we found that the sun had almost reached noon.

Yang He and the others have come back a long time ago and have picked vegetables. Now except Yang He who is helping to peel the crabs, everyone else is drinking tea.

The old rule for stewing chicken soup among mountain people is to stew two mountain crabs together, so that the chicken soup will be more delicious.

The third sister-in-law put a basket of freshly fried fish and shrimp on the table. When she saw the large army coming, she smiled and said, "You're back? The harvest is not small..."

"That's a few kilograms of fat bacon." Zhou Zhi smiled and put down the backpack: "I'm sure there are twenty kilograms. There are also a lot of maggot-infested ones thrown away. I will definitely be reluctant to throw them away in Anle Mountain."

"We basically eat Sandang mushrooms, Chicken mushrooms, and Big Foot mushrooms, but we eat less of them." Sister-in-law San smiled and said, "If you like them, make more today."

"You are living too extravagantly." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "You are really dependent on mountains and rivers. I have a classmate whose family is from a fishery club. He doesn't eat fish. He doesn't eat any fish. He drinks some yellow spicy food at most.

Ding Tang.”

"Maybe she's tired of eating." Lu Yaogu lowered her head and retorted. Now she was familiar with everyone.

"We're going to pick some pumpkin leaves on the plane. We need to open them wider." Seeing Wei Fei lying on the bamboo chair, stretching his legs and enjoying himself, he looked a little disappointed.

"What are you doing with pumpkin leaves?"

"For washing mushrooms."

"Oh, then I'll go."

Only then did Zhou Zhi realize that Fang Wenyu was not there: "Hey, where is the commander-in-chief?"

"Are you asking about classmate Fang?" said the third sister-in-law: "He helped my family adjust the gun."

"What? Where is it?" Zhou Zhi became interested again: "The Marshal is from the Armed Forces Department, but I don't know how to do this."

"No, we're back." Third brother and Fang Wenyu have already appeared at the bottom of the dam: "The guy is also calibrated, Wenyu is really capable!"

"How did you do it? Teach us!" Zhou Zhi had absolutely zero knowledge about this, and looked at the real guy on the third brother's back with envy.

"You need a ruler and a laser pointer," Fang Wenyu said. "The laser pointer is the one on your alarm. Just add a small mirror and adjust it."

"What's the principle? It's so simple." Zhou Zhi thought it was impossible.

Fang Wenyu took the gun over, deftly pulled out the bolt, then pointed at a concave line on the back of the barrel and said, "This is the calibration line."

Wei Fei had already picked a bunch of pumpkin leaves and came back. When he heard about this method, he said, "I know how to do it!"

"Have you ever played with a gun?" Zhou Zhi didn't believe it.

"Can you deduce the principle?" Wei Fei threw away the pumpkin leaves, put the laser pointer behind the barrel and opened it: "Let the laser shoot out from the groove, install a small mirror in the distance, and then let the small mirror shine the laser

After reflection, the two rays of light are adjusted to overlap. At this time, the barrel of the gun is absolutely aimed at the light spot on the small mirror."

"In this case, adjust the front sight again so that it is aimed at the light spot, so that the front sight and the gun barrel are completely coincident, and the gun is adjusted properly."

"Eh? It seems feasible." Zhou Zhi asked Fang Wenyu: "Is that true?"

"Yes, the brain of the aircraft is very smart." Fang Wenyu said with a smile: "But this method is crude and cannot be done by just the mind. Thanks to the third brother's skill, otherwise it would not be easy just to adjust the laser accurately enough to stick to the calibration slot and shoot out."

"I can't think of such a way! You have to be smart!" The third brother was very happy: "A gun that can't shoot accurately is useless. It can only be fired into the sky as a firecracker. The wild boar will be scared a few times and it will become bolder."

Already."

"It's great to have a gun. Let Wen Yu explain the operation steps to everyone to prepare for the military training." Zhou Zhi said, except for Fang Wenyu, a guy who has practiced anti-aircraft machine guns with the militia, this kind of opportunity is good for the friends.

Speaking of which, it is very rare.

"This gun is almost obsolete." Fang Wenyu put the bolt back: "Fixed magazine, use the bullet bridge to load five or six and a half."

After speaking, he sighed: "This gun is the most we have now. Most of the time you can only touch this in military training. I don't know if we will be issued with a bayonet and a thirty-round magazine."

"Let's take a look at this first. The principle of aiming is actually simple, three points and one line..."

Everyone had very little contact with firearms and were very curious, but Zhou Zhi did not participate and went to wash mushrooms with Lu Ting.

"Military training is about to start." Lu Ting asked, "Hey, have you classmates been admitted to college? Are you all from Jiachuan Middle School? I heard that many of your classmates have been admitted to Jiachuan Middle School this time?"

"Well, we are all from Jiachuan Level 9 and Level 3." Zhou Zhi nodded: "Actually, there are many classmates who passed the exam but didn't come this time."

"You really went to a good school." Lu Ting said, "Our school in Xishui is a bit worse."

Only then did Zhou Zhi realize that Swan Pond already belonged to Xishui, and this was the boundary of Qianzhou.

"How are Yaogu'er and Dingding's academic performance? They both live on campus, right?"

"The performance ranking is okay, but it's only in Xishuiheng." Lu Ting said: "You know the educational resources in Qianzhou..."
Chapter completed!