"Can the franzing worm be called a franzing worm if it doesn't smell bad?" Du Limei was very curious and asked how to remove the odor when eating this thing.

Huang Ming replied that it was simple, boil a pot of boiling water and pour the insects in and blanch them, then fry them in oil.

Durimei's eyes shined: "So that's it, let's start doing it, I have a pot here."

"You have a pot?"

"There is still oil, but there is no water." Durimi replied.

"It's good to have a pot and oil. I'll solve the problem of water." Huang Ming said: "There is a spring water in the mountain depression in front of me. Last year, I took a shower in it when I came to catch the fucking bugs. How did I get it back?"

Before he could finish his words, Durimi stuffed a plastic bucket into his hand.

"Boss Du, are there treasure chests in your car? Why do you have everything?" Everyone cheered and said, Huang Erwa, go get water, let's go up the mountain to get some firewood. I'm so hungry that I faded out of my mouth.

The mountain people are used to climbing mountains, so they are not afraid of turning on the flashlight of their mobile phones, while Song Qingyun and Du Limei stay in the car.

Song Qingyun: "Boss Du, you have so much equipment in your car!"

Durimei said, "I like self-driving tours over the years, no, it should be said that my daughter likes it. She likes it, so I naturally have to accompany her."

Boss Du and his daughter went out for self-driving tours differently than others. They were eating and living in the car. Therefore, many things were placed in the car, such as alcohol stoves, pots and pans, rice and oil, dogs, solar panels, buckets, and inverters.

Now there is a barrel of oil and a set of tableware on the car, which is just right for use.

Speaking of the situation where he accompanied his daughter out for a long trip in recent years, Du Limi looked happy.

Song Qingyun smiled and thought to himself: Du Limi's daughter is probably also a literary youth. She likes to torture herself on the western plateau. If I were torture, I wouldn't have to suffer. However, it is rare for young people to go out with their parents to play. Take me as an example. Although her relationship with the Queen Mother is as good as a sibling, if she wants to accompany her to drive for half a month, she will have to be crazy. From this perspective, the little girl is pretty good.

As they were talking, Huang Erwa came back with water, and the others each carried a bundle of firewood.

The climate here is dry, and the grass and trees on the mountain are burnt yellow, and a bonfire is easily formed.

It’s really comfortable to have such a fire in the mountains in the cold weather. It immediately makes people feel warm all over. If you stay by the fire, you can’t bear to leave.

Lao Huang quickly called out to his granddaughter: "My aunt, don't be so close to the fire, be careful to burn your hair."

The water in the pot boiled quickly, and a large splash of water flipped open inside.

Everyone put the fucked worms together, which looked about two pounds, which was enough to eat, but it was impossible to have enough food.

Just when the insects were about to fall, Chen Zhonggui refused and said he wanted to take them home, otherwise wouldn't he be here for nothing today?

He had the biggest harvest today, with the bugs in the fence close to one pound.

Huang Ming was anxious, and snatched it and poured it into the water, cursing: "Why are you like this? You are so stingy. I said something when you came to my field to pick vegetables some time ago, but I didn't say the money. Anyway, it will take longer after picking. If you complain so much, I will settle the score with you."

"You... why did you fall into it? I really want to take it home." Chen Zhonggui felt regretful.

Seeing that he was so upset, Huang Ming became even more angry and wanted to scold him. Song Qingyun asked, "Are you going to send it to your girlfriend?"

Everyone suddenly realized and said, "It turns out that they are going to please your wife in the city!" I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect you, Chen Zhonggui, is also quite delicate!"

Chen Zhonggui covered his mouth and smiled softly, his eyes full of sweetness. Fortunately, the fire was so big that he didn't let him blush.

As long as this person has hope for life, his life will be enjoyable no matter how he lives.

The name "Spanking" is not for nothing. As soon as it is poured into boiling water, the insects begin to scatter the stinky saliva in their bodies.

The strange smell in the air spread out, so strong that it could not be melted.

This stinking is not just a stinky smell. It has a sweetness and a stimulation of flower dew, and the taste is rich in layers.

It is like a tide, with endless and endless aftertaste.

Song Qingyun and Du Limei seemed to be punched hard in the chest and almost vomited out.

I hurried to the upper air outlet and sucked a few sips of fresh air before I could recover.

In order to prevent odor, Song Qingyun picked a leaf of iris from the side of the road, rolled it into a ball and stuffed it into his nostrils, and handed it to Lao Du.

The leaves of the iris are very exciting, with a strong smell of fermented black beans, so they are called by the locals. It’s strange that today the leaves of the iris are actually dyed with the smell of fucked bugs.

The two looked at each other in shock. This thing was simply a chemical weapon. Can it be put into your mouth?

Fortunately, the wind was strong, and the smell was blown away in a short while.

After the insects were blanched, they washed them with cold water. Huang Ming's father boiled the oil pan and started frying.

Here I have to say that I like self-driving tours. There are so many things on Boss Du’s car, and there is actually a whole set of seasonings.

The fryed bugs were placed in a basin, sprinkled with salt, sprinkled with chili noodles and pepper noodles, and some MSG.

When I was picking up the firewood, Lao Huang grabbed a handful of plants that I don’t know what they were, and tore them into the insects. It was probably a spice such as wild onions and fennel.

The red pepper noodles, green wild onions, and black spanking bugs mixed together, which looks very beautiful in the fire.

Everyone didn't care so much about it. They just folded branches and grass sticks from the side of the road to make chopsticks and ate them in big mouthfuls. They praised them and looked full of enjoyment.

Song Qingyun and Du Limei are still a little bored in their hearts. They remember the strange smell just now, and how can they put their mouths on them.

Chen Zhonggui: "Don't you try Secretary Song?"

Song Qingyun: "Haha, you eat, you eat, I'm not hungry."

Huang Ming snorted, disdaining: "Coward."

Song Qingyun: "It's not that I'm timid, I just don't have the habit of eating insects...ah, what?"

Before he finished speaking, his aunt stuffed a fucking bug into his mouth.

Song Qingyun accidentally bit it down and only a slight "Click" sounded.

The worm's shell had already fried crispy, and the meat inside became tighter, and it was not as explosive as expected.

In fact, there is very little meat, hollow, and there is not much content.

But the rich meaty aroma instantly spread in the mouth, reaching the heart, and it felt like a little dizzy after drinking alcohol - it was on the head.

The saliva secreted like a spring water, and the fragrance was so fragrant.

This perfume has never been experienced before and is very unique. To be compared, it is a bit like an old hen stewed bamboo fungus.

Song Qingyun couldn't help but scream: "It's delicious, it's so delicious. No wonder the restaurants in the city sell so expensive. Lao Du, you try it, you will regret it if you don't try it."

"This is really...can it be eaten?"

Song Qingyun simply put his hand into the basin, grabbed two more and threw them into his mouth, and said, "What am I lying to you? Boss Du, you are a person who crossed the Ali Dabei Line and are still afraid of eating insects? Life is like to make a lot of effort, walking the road that you have never walked, and eating the things you have never eaten."

Being beaten in life the most toxic.

"Yes, we must know that unevenness is the origin of happiness, and life lies in tossing." Durimei mustered up the courage to grab a bug and throw it into her mouth, biting it with difficulty.

His face changed instantly.

Then, his eyes also became round.

Song Qingyun: "How is it?"

Durimi: "Hey, eat slowly, don't rob, leave some for me."

Everyone laughed and said, "I can't eat a few times a year, so I have to focus on myself first, and the genius is waiting for you."

Durimei was anxious: "Do you still want to invest or change the face of poverty? If you want to, just wait for me to eat first."

There are many people, and they are all big-bellied men. Song Qingyun originally thought that these insects were only enough to fill the gaps between the teeth.

Unexpectedly, after eating, my belly became stable and I felt a little full and full.

Fighters are all high in protein and are quite hungry.

After tying the campfire, everyone boiled another pot of water. Du Limei usually likes to drink tea. There is a tea box in the car. She poured a box of tea into it and cooked a pot.

Everyone chatted while drinking tea, and before they could see the sky began to shine, and the moon came out of the clouds, making the canyon white.

The lights of the car were on in the distance, and workers from the auto repair shop came over.

The job of changing the belt is quite complicated. It took nearly two hours to get the car back to the village, and it was already early in the morning.

After eating and drinking, Song Qingyun was too lazy to care about anything else, so he hurried in the car with his aunt to sleep and nourish his energy. In addition, others were young and energetic, and could not hide things in his heart, so he decided to drive to the provincial capital to meet Professor Baima immediately.

Today is Saturday, I finished chatting with the professor and it will be just right to come back tomorrow, so it will not delay any trouble.

Before leaving, Gong Zhenxin and Liu Yonghua came to the village committees. Song Qingyun told them about Baima and said that he was going to the provincial capital. If there was anything at home, he would call him and say. Also, what do you think about what Professor Bai said?

Both of them were very happy, saying that anyway, the village committees have decided to use the planting and breeding industries to drive one of the farmers to become rich. It is good to grow grapes. If they can see the benefits in the past year, it would be best. After all, everyone has been poor for so many years and is eager to get rid of poverty and can't afford to wait.

However, we still have to wait until the winter wheat is harvested before we can start. Could it be that the wheat field is leveled? Isn’t that a prodigal son?

Grapes and other fruits can be planted in a place to find a place, and they need to be planted in fertile fields with sufficient water and fertilizer. However, this is also good, which is conducive to large-scale intensive planting.

The result of the discussions between the "three giants" in Hongshi Village is to plant peaches, cherries and plums on the mountain and grapes in the farmland.

There is nothing to say about the fruit trees on the mountain. Anyway, the hillsides are deserted, so just plant them.

It is hard to say that grapes have to occupy farmland. After all, everyone has never done this job before and has no idea.

So the three of them discussed using the more than 80 poor households to pilot the project first. Anyway, they rely on crops in the fields and their per capita income cannot even reach 3,000 yuan a year. Even if they fail, they will just go from poorer to poorer, with little impact. At the very least, they can continue to take relief.

"Of course, we have to wait until the wheat is harvested before talking." Song Qingyun nodded: "It's still early. It's not yet decided which variety to choose now! It's the best choice to see the benefits in a year of Jufeng. However, judging by Professor Bai's attitude, he seems to have no interest in this variety, and there is no need to test fields to plant it. You still have to start a new variety so that people can be willing to pay. I'll talk to him first. I promise to get the funds and I won't come back if I don't do it."

Gong Zhenxin: "How could it be impossible? Song Qingyun, you are young and have a life-living life, we all believe in you."

Liu Yonghua didn't say much, just said: "All our hopes have fallen on you, Secretary Song."

Song Qingyun felt that the responsibility was heavy, and the situation of getting back the funds this time was completely opened.

If you can't convince Baima, you will have no shame.
Chapter completed!