Long Jiale

When Teacher Wu uttered the words "buy" and "chicken", Shen Zhoucheng immediately felt the little guy in his arms tense up, as if from a soft glutinous rice dumpling solidified into a heavy stone.

The fear of losing the chicken made him nervous, for fear that Shen Zhoucheng would agree to sell the chicken to Wu Mo in the next second.

Teacher Wu in front of him was waiting for Shen Zhoucheng's answer. On the way here, Wu Mo didn't think it would be difficult to find Shen Zhoucheng to buy a chicken. After all, Shen's family can have so many native eggs, so there must be a lot of chickens. It was not difficult for him to buy a native chicken for his wife.

He didn't know that the Shen family had an exclusive chicken guardian ambassador.

The little fox works so hard day and night to care about the guarded chickens. In order to keep them delicious, he diligently chases them and runs on the mountain. To be an excellent shepherd fox, he has to take care of the food of the chickens. It wants to guard the cub, watching the little roosters growing up every day to quench their thirst, and he can only eat a few every now and then. If he sells it to others, his whole fox will be bad.

Shen Zhoucheng pinched the ears of the stiff little rock in his arms, the little fox didn't dare to relax at all, and stood there with its little head stupidly.

Shen Zhoucheng was also hesitating whether to agree or not. Mr. Wu was his former junior high school teacher, and he cared a lot for him. It is really a trivial thing for his wife to buy a native chicken for her mother's birthday. If you put it on someone else, you probably will agree without even thinking about it.

It's just that the little fox in his arms, who regards chickens as extremely important, is bound to lose his temper and rebel again.

In fact, it doesn’t matter much even if you sell one to Teacher Wu. After all, the little fox is stupid, easy to deceive, and easy to coax. won't take more than an hour...

After much deliberation, Shen Zhoucheng finally opened his mouth and used the old method with Wu Mo: "Mr. Wu, what do you think of the taste of bamboo rats at noon?"

Wu Mo was stunned for a moment, recalling the braised bamboo rat meat at noon. The braised bamboo rat meat was covered with a layer of sauce, and the pungent aroma that constantly wafted out made people salivate unconsciously. It seems a bit greasy, but after one mouthful, the meat is tender and delicious. The light spicy aroma and the soft meat make people addicted.

A plate of bamboo rat meat can't be divided into several pieces for a table. The fat and thin bamboo rat meat is plump and smooth. After one bite, I want to have a second bite, but the meat on the plate has long since disappeared. Although it is a pity, there is nothing I can do about it.

"Bamboo rat meat, it's delicious. It's the first time I've eaten it."

"Why don't I give the teacher a bamboo mouse to celebrate the birthday of my teacher's mother, my chicken can't be sold for the time being."

"How can this be possible? How can I let you give it to me..." Wu Mo teaches mathematics and has a clever mind. Seeing that Shen Zhoucheng is willing to give him a bamboo mouse instead of selling him the chicken at home, there must be something behind it. important reason.

He thought to himself that his wife wanted to buy a pure-tasting native chicken back home because she wanted to show off in front of her natal relatives on the mother-in-law's birthday. If it was replaced by the rarer bamboo rat meat, her purpose of showing off would be better achieved.

"How about this, the teacher will buy you a bamboo mouse, just pick a small one."

Last time when Shen Zhoucheng was here, he took so many things from his house for nothing. Wu Mo was really embarrassed. This time, he couldn’t buy bamboo rats for free. Wu Mo insisted not to take them for nothing, so Shen Zhoucheng had to symbolize Sexually charged 150 yuan, and sold a little chubby mouse that weighed almost four catties to Wu Mo.

This little chubby mouse was previously sentenced to captivity and cute labor reform for "annoying other mice" and "fighting". Later, he returned to the bamboo forest because of his meritorious service in entertaining tourists. He became fat after eating for the elderly. Now Shen Zhoucheng resold it to Wu Silently, Shusheng probably ends here.

Counting its life in detail, it can be regarded as a "rat strong" with a magnificent experience.

After sending off Teacher Wu and resolving the crisis of "selling chickens", Shen Zhoucheng held the little fox in his arms that had regained its limpness, squeezed its little paw pads, and said with a soft smile: "This Have fun, I won't sell your chicken."

Shen Zhoucheng was waiting for this happy little fox to dawdle him with his little head and act like a baby, but he didn't expect the little white ball in his hand to jump up to his shoulder and push his cheek with the soft paw pad, There were two "ahhh" sounds as if some important decision had been made.

Shen Zhoucheng was stunned for a moment, what does this mean?According to the little fox's previous habits, pushing his face like this with his paws is an action of Xiao Baituan's support and agreement... Shen Zhoucheng took off the little fox from his shoulder and put it on the ground, squatting down to talk to him face to face , asked it tentatively: "Do you agree to sell the chicken to Mr. Wu?"

The little head nodded.

Shen Zhoucheng was very surprised. The little fox who used to be reluctant to sell a chicken is so generous now, "You are willing to sell the chicken to him because Teacher Wu used to be my teacher and took good care of me. ?"

The little fox tilted his head, and nodded again after hearing the words.

Shen Zhoucheng couldn't help smiling, hugged the little guy in his arms again, stretched out his hand and scratched its chin, and suddenly became so understanding, he didn't want to be the usual stupid fox, "Okay then, let's Sell ​​a chicken to the teacher?"

"Squeak!" Sure!

After eating and resting for a while, the teachers started the afternoon activities. The male teachers who were interested in fishing were fishing with fishing rods by the fish pond under the shade of the trees. Shen Zhoucheng took the female teacher and some male teachers with him. A dozen or so people went to the bamboo forest to pick passion fruit.

Before Shen Zhoucheng built a lot of rough fences around the bamboo forest, he planted some passion fruits and let them grow and climb vines. Later, these passion fruits grew better and more, and Shen Zhoucheng built some shelves for him Bamboo sheds, those bamboo sheds are now covered with passion fruit vines, and one after another blue fruits are attached to the vines.

September is the season when passion fruit is ripe. Standing under the fruit shed, bursts of unique and strange aroma of passion fruit waft out from the green fruit, stimulating the tip of people's noses.

Shen Zhoucheng did not expect so many passion fruits to grow, one after another, before he could hire someone to pick them. At this moment, the teachers came to play in a group, which happened to let them experience the fun of picking passion fruits.

The passion fruit grows too crazy. It was just a simple fence, but now it has become a passion fruit shed that is three meters wide and stretches for hundreds of meters.

Some female teachers surrounded the passion fruit vine and asked curiously: "It's still green, can I eat it?"

Shen Zhoucheng nodded, "It's this variety, it's mature now and can be eaten."

"Pick it off and leave it for a period of time, the skin may turn yellow."

He picked a passion fruit and handed it to the little fox on his shoulder. The little white group held the passion fruit and sniffed it with his little nose. There was a pungent sourness in the strange fragrance.

It hugged the small green fruit and sniffed it, and would never eat it.

Shen Zhoucheng picked the fruit earlier and wanted to feed it to it, but the little fox strongly refused, because with a keen sense of smell, it felt that the fruit smelled very sour, and the taste must be sour, astringent and unpalatable.

It will never be fooled by such an unpalatable fruit! ! ! !

The little fox didn't like to eat it, and Shen Zhoucheng didn't force it. He gave each teacher a bamboo basket and let them pick passion fruit freely. Passion fruit can be eaten on the spot, but if you want to take it away, it costs 12 yuan a catty.

"12 yuan?" Liu Fanghua, a female teacher wearing a polka-dot skirt, sighed in the crowd, and pushed the hand of the companion next to her, "Let's not buy it for a catty, it's seven or eight yuan in the market outside, just eat a few." .”

"Yeah." Her companion is a teacher in a red dress named He Qin. He Qin nodded, frowning and picked off a green passion fruit about the size of a fist. "The green peel looks sour and it's really delicious. ?"

"I don't know, and I don't know which warrior will try it first."

"If it's too sour and unpalatable, let's not eat any of it. It's also good to experience picking passion fruit."

……

The first warrior who ate crabs was a male teacher Wu Chunsheng wearing glasses. Teacher Wu was not interested in fishing, so he went up the mountain to the bamboo forest with this group of female teachers. He was very adventurous, and picked a blue passion fruit , Softened the two ends with his hands, pierced the skin with his fingers, opened a small hole, and then kept pulling the hole bigger, violently opening the passion fruit.

Peel off the cyan skin without breaking the flesh wrapped in a white protective film. Once the peel is opened, the sourness inside becomes even worse. Smelling the sourness, the eyes seem to start to feel dizzy. He narrowed his eyes consciously, and a soreness welled up between his lips and tongue.

Mrs. Wu bit the flesh with one bite, and felt a violently stimulating acid mixed with fruity aroma exploded between his lips and tongue. This kind of acid is not the kind of bitter and astringent acid, but a kind of sweet acid. A pleasing, albeit pungent, acid.

This kind of strange sweet and sour, the sourness is just right, the sourness is acceptable, and the subsequent fruit sweetness is even more fascinating, not to mention the aroma that bursts suddenly after the pulp enters the lips and tongue, mixed with mango, guava, pineapple Wait for the strong aroma mixed with many fruits. This strong aroma is attractive and has a strong sense of sour and sweet stimulation. Once you eat it, coupled with the crisp black seeds, it is really enjoyable for your wife.

"It's delicious!" Teacher Wu opened his eyes and praised after taking a bite, and continued to lower his head to take the second bite.

Others asked, "Is it sour?"

"A bit sour, but acceptable, very fruity and delicious."

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Two female teachers, Liu Fanghua and He Qin, heard Mr. Wu's words. They glanced at each other, opened a passion fruit and ate it. After eating, they found that Mr. Wu's words were correct.

The passion fruit on hand is a bit sour, but it is very delicious!

The most fascinating thing about passion fruit is its unique strong sweet and sour taste. Its juice is like the concentration of various fruits. Its acidity is also a strange superposition. Its fruity aroma With its sweet and sour taste, it has a unique charm that is different from other fruits.

If it loses its own sourness and only remains sweet and greasy, then it will not be so charming and delicious.