"This ugly thing is called Zhukong? Zhuzi's grandson?" The village leader looked at Su Qingma and asked.

Su Qingma couldn't help laughing: "It's not the grandson of bamboo, and Sun is not the grandson of grandson. It's a kind of mushroom, and the soup is delicious and delicious."

"It's edible, but it's delicious?" None of the village leaders here had eaten it before, and they couldn't believe that this ugly thing would be delicious.

Su Qingma glanced at everyone, saw that everyone looked disgusted, and then she looked a little mysterious, and said with a smile: "It's very valuable."

No one dares to dislike this now.

When they heard that it was valuable, they sat upright and their ears stood up again.

Just as she was about to hear Su Qingma say something, she didn't expect her to talk about it.

"So I plan to let all the villages have more bamboo. But this matter has to be done after spring. I am afraid that it will not be able to grow it now. But some preparations can be done."

Oh, for what is the difficulty of planting bamboo?

Bamboo can be used, bamboo shoots are delicious, bamboo fungus grows in bamboo forests, and bamboo fungus are still valuable! So what can’t be planted? You must plant more land! Everyone responded.

In addition, the village owner brought some tea leaves and tea fruits.

But Su Qingma came to Shuochao for so long, and she had never seen anyone who likes to drink and brew tea buds. They made tea cakes, then ground them into tea foam, fryed them and added various ingredients, including onions, ginger, dates, orange peel, dogwood, mint, salt, etc.

She really doesn't like to drink.

So I don’t know what the tea market is like.

She still needs to investigate whether tea can be planted and whether anyone wants it. But tea fruit is a good thing and can be fried.

"This is called tea fruit. If you want to plant bamboo, don't cut down this tea fruit tree. It will be of great use in the future."

Everyone circulated it and wrote it down.

After lunch, I continued to talk about the products, and I talked about them for a day.

Finally, Su Qingma picked up a thing. She had been holding it in for a day and had been planning to put it in the end. Otherwise, the leaders of each village were not interested in listening to other content.

"This is the best thing today..."

When they heard that it was the best thing today, everyone sat down for a day, and their tired bodies immediately sat upright again.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a branch that the president was holding. Many people recognized it.

What a good thing? Someone leaned quietly towards the back of the chair again.

This is not a good thing. No one cuts down this tree to use for furniture.

The Zhongzhaizhu didn't like this tree either. He thought it was a layer of white things on it, which was troublesome to take care of. Today I heard that I wanted to plant bamboo, so I wanted to cut down all the trees in the mountains and plant bamboo.

Su Qingma didn't care. If she hadn't stood on the shoulders of a giant and the history accumulated by her predecessors, she wouldn't have known these things.

He said, "This is called an ash tree, and it is named because of the white thing on it. The white thing on it is a secretion produced by insects, saying that it is also feces. But I didn't dislike it, this is the real good thing."

A few camp leaders curled their lips, and the feces produced by insects were disgusted. What good things can they be?

Su Qingma glanced at everyone and said it later, afraid that you would come up and grab it.

"Do you know candles?"

"Then who doesn't know. We can't afford it. It hurts to light an oil lamp, and we will fall asleep as soon as it gets dark."

Su Qingma smiled. Everyone thought that burning candles was burning money, and the price sold outside was very expensive.

He said, "Everyone knows candles, but do you know white wax?"

"Ash wax is more expensive and cannot be afforded." The village leader who knew the market conditions shook his head and said.

"Yes. White wax is more expensive, and it cannot be afforded by wealthy people. I have heard a story before. Two people are more wealthy. One said that the water used for shabu shabu at home is sugar water, but the other said that his family uses white wax as firewood."

Shabu the pot with sugar water and burn it with white wax as firewood?

That's really rich! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, the prodigal son. The leaders of each village shook their heads and sighed.

Su Qingtai shook the branches in her hand: "Do you want to know how white wax is made?"

"Who knows. That's a secret. And can people tell us that? Who doesn't cover up such expensive things?"

The leader of Zhongzhai and Su Qingma had been with him for the longest time. He knew that she would not do targeted things, so he stared at the white branch in her hand and opened his mouth wide.

"Is white wax made of this thing?"

ah?

This is the secretions of insects, feces, and the production of ash wax? Such expensive ash wax?

The crowd was excited and surrounded them again.

The leader of Shuzheng Village didn't even carry the basket, and squeezed over on the ground.

"There's no hurry to do this now..."

Urgent, hurry, white wax, how much is it worth!

"This matter is really not urgent now. I will ask you first. I know that during this period, all villages will build defense fortifications and go into the mountains to cut trees. Let me tell you, this kind of ash tree must not be cut down..."

No, that must not! That's gold, can I cut it? Whoever cuts it will cut it down!

"Today I want to remind everyone that this tree cannot be cut down, two,..."

Su Qingma stopped.

He said: "There is no hurry to do this now. We will discuss it later when the spring is coming. That is, each village needs to cut down trees and make gates, but you must not cut down such trees."

"Okay. I won't cut it."

Although everyone was anxious to know how to make these white secretions into white wax, the president stopped talking and they couldn't continue asking. The president must have a clear idea.

Then wait and see.

When I went back, I told everyone that I could not cut down such trees.

A village leader who was working on defense fortifications was anxious and wanted to go back to the village to take a look. What if anyone who was blindly cut down the tree?

After talking about the property for a day, I finally finished the matter.

Su Qingma looked around and found that the things brought by the twenty-eight village leaders were very clear in her mind. She also had plans for the planning of the villages in Kaichun.

Dinner was eaten in the conference room.

There is one dish that eats bamboo shoots dug by the head of Zhongzhai.

Su Qingtai taught several ways of making Lu's. Lu's craftsmanship is pretty good. With the air-dried pheasant and wild boar meat, stir-fry and stew, and then put it in the soup... The taste is so fragrant.

Everyone was so happy when they were eating. They were so fast when they were chopsticks, and only the shadows were seen.

I didn't expect that the bamboo shoots were so delicious.

It has been wasted so many years. It is really a waste of things. The leaders of the village plan to dig in the mountains when they go back. It is also good to add a dish to the table in winter.

After dinner, Lu and Ruyi brought various fried nuts for everyone to eat.

Everyone also ate with relish. It’s considered that they knew what kind of treasure they were for being fat.

In fact, Su Qingtai said that there are no unpalatable nuts in this world, it just makes the taste wrong. Look at the fact that the village leaders are having a lot of fun eating.

Before the meeting was over, the village leaders lived in Baijia Village in the evening.
Chapter completed!