It is getting faster and faster every day, and autumn is getting closer and closer.

Although willow and other tree species are evergreen broad-leaved trees, some aging leaves will wither wither withering with the arrival of the autumn wind. Every morning, the staff of the manor can sweep up a large number of fallen leaves everywhere in the manor and throw them into the river ditch on the vineyard to become fertilizer for the water body in the coming year.

Because the manor is doing its best to eliminate artificial feed and the use of chemical fertilizers and pesticides, Cen Jiahua always needs to find ways to recycle all links of the manor. As for the water quality of the vineyard river ditches, it is the first year to introduce clear mountain spring water, and there is no nutrition in the water body. This year, it is still competent to raise some small fish fry, but it may be difficult to maintain after the fry grows next year. In this autumn and winter, Cen Jiahua began to prepare for the growth and nutrition of fish in the spring next year.

In addition, the fruit trees within the manor area need to be trimmed to prepare for wintering, and lay a good foundation for a bumper harvest in the coming year.

During this period, the plant technicians of the manor and the villagers temporarily hired by the manor pruned the fruit trees in the manor. On the one hand, it can reduce the nutritional loss of fruit trees in winter and accumulate strength for the growth and development in the coming year; on the other hand, it can give the fruit trees a better image and make the manor look more artistic.

Since the manor is open to welcome guests, you cannot let the fruit trees and other plants on the mountain grow freely, which is really not very good-looking. However, if you emphasize artificial pruning too much, it will be contaminated with too much artificial atmosphere, which will make the manor a little inappropriate.

Jiahua really felt a little distressed about this. While maintaining the natural atmosphere of the manor, it also had to limit it. The difficulty of this is really not ordinary.

Artificial carvings are always inevitable for conflicts between natural and pure nature. All Cen Jiahua can do is to adjust the balance point between the two parties as much as possible to make the manor better and better.

However, for this reason, the exhibition of the manor has been smooth. Cen Jiahua has a good grasp of the balance between the two and has not made many mistakes.

The sunshine in autumn is always as warm as ever, and it is warm on people through the gaps between the shadows of trees. But if you are in a place where the sun cannot shine, you can feel a coolness that tightly surrounds your whole body. The contrast between the two is really big.

Sitting under the willow tree, Cen Jiahua is putting dried wild chrysanthemums into the pillowcase to make chrysanthemum health pillows for her family.

The wild chrysanthemums are already dry and are as light as nothing. But after putting them down, a faint fragrance will be left between your fingers. If you can fall asleep every night with the smell of the mountains and forests, it should be a very comfortable thing.

This time, Cen Jiahua could prepare a chrysanthemum pillow for all the people in the family. None of them fell from the old man to the Xiao Lulu. In order to accumulate enough chrysanthemums, Cen Jiahua wandered around the nearby mountains and forests for several days. After picking the wild chrysanthemums, they even covered the top floors of the small building to make enough materials to make pillows.

After all, after the wild chrysanthemums are dried, they shrink very seriously. After the basket is filled with fresh chrysanthemums, they only have a little left.

The floor pillowcases I bought are all equipped with zippers. As long as they are installed, they are zippered on the anus. Cen Jiahua doesn’t need to spend some effort to sew them.

Just under Cen Jiahua's feet, Doudou was lying comfortably, her eyes closed tightly. I don't know if it was a real or a fake sleep. Autumn is here. That's good news for Doudou. After all, its long hair just passed by, this summer made it very uncomfortable. Now I finally feel that I'm not suffering so much.

On the stone table not far away, Li Hong was playing chess with the old man. Both of them were examples of silent chess, and only the sound of chess pieces falling off the plate came out. Li Hong is also a chess enthusiast. Since he got free, the old man has a new chess friend. Moreover, this chess friend seems to have to stay in the manor for a long time, which makes the old man feel very comforted.

On the sun-lit open space in front of the restaurant, several tables lined up, and many tourists gathered together to play mahjong. People who came to the manor all wanted to rest their tense nerves, so activities such as mahjong, chess and cards are also indispensable.

Many tourists visit in the morning, and after lunch, they rest in the wooden house for a while, and then play small mahjong with friends they know each other. While playing, they waited for the restaurant to start. When the meal was ready, the game would naturally end.

The sound of numbing sounds that are so loud that it is formed in sharp contrast with the quiet chess game here, and the movements show the feeling of comfort that the manor brings to people.

At this time, Cen Jiahua saw several villagers walking slowly down the mountain road north of the reservoir and walking along the dam towards the willow forest.

Originally, there was a mountain road entering the mountain on the reservoir. Usually, there were many horse gangs and mountain tourists who took this road, and it was once lively.

With the establishment of the manor, outsiders had to pass the manor, and it was a little troublesome to enter the mountain from the dam, so the passage to the mountain was quickly changed. Cen Jiahua had not seen a mountain guest appear near the manor for a long time. Now he saw a few people who looked like mountain guest appearing, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

After the mountain tourists approached, Cen Jiahua realized that they were carrying large and small bags, and one of them was carrying an iron cage that was one foot square in his hand. There was an animal that looked similar to Xiaoguai, but it was smaller in size and had white marks on his face, which seemed to be a flowery face on it.

Cen Jiahua knew that they were all mountain tourists from nearby villages, and were taking advantage of the slack season to go into the mountains to hunt and subsidize their household income. Cen Jiahua couldn't say that she felt much about this behavior, and would not simply be angry or blamed.

After all, only after living in the countryside can Cen Jiahua be aware that these mountain tourists are all working hard for life and relying on the mountains to earn the mountains. This is actually a very simple idea. These mountain tourists do not carry weapons of mass destruction such as sand guns, and they can only be said to be on the edge of the law.

"Old Liao has gained a lot in five days!" Just as Cen Jiahua was thinking of saying hello to the other party, Uncle Wang San, who was repairing tools at the door of the courtyard, spoke first.

"Where can you earn some hard money? How can you compare with your Wang Laosan to ensure income from drought and flood?" The short and fat man is about 50 years old, his face is full of time and marks left by the mountains and forests, and his voice is quite loud when he speaks.

"It's easy to say!" Wang San made a big fuss and said, "Come on, let me see what good things I have gained today?"

Seeing Uncle Wang San put down his utensils and walked towards several mountain tourists who had stopped, Cen Jiahua hurriedly followed him to see what kind of prey it was.

"Nothing, it's just a snake that's just a civet worth some money." The man called Liao Laowu explained to Uncle Wang San while signaling his companions to untie the cloth pockets.

"Don't you always go in and out of the mountain road on the other side of the song hall? Why did you come out from here today?" Uncle Wang San looked at the prey in his pocket and praised in his mouth: "This snake is not small, it probably has more than three pounds!"

"It's also the 'mountain wind' that is a little stronger than him. This trip is pretty sloppy." Liao Laowu said while stretching out the cloth pocket in his hand a little.

Old Liao was humble, but Cen Jiahua felt that his words still felt a sense of pride.

Cen Jiahua leaned over her head and saw that the big snake with only black marks was entrenched in its long pocket, half of its body was standing up, and the snake core was spitting out at the bottom, looking extremely terrifying.

"What is the snake of the 'mountain wind'?" Cen Jiahua knew that the common names of many dialects are very different from written names. Only by asking about veterans like Uncle Wang San.

"'Mountain Wind' is a type of king cobra, because it runs and stands up quickly, just like a mountain wind blowing." Uncle Wang Sanshi explained to Cen Jiahua as he signaled Liao Laowu to tie the bag.

"Is this 'mountain wind' delicious?" Cen Jiahua thought that the ultimate goal of these snakes should be a restaurant, so she asked casually.

"High-end products! With some medicinal materials, even if you work in a humid place all year round, you won't get rheumatism." When it comes to eating, Uncle Wang San was a little excited and said, "But it is difficult to catch this kind of snake and the price is very high."

When it comes to preventing rheumatism, Cen Jiahua was immediately moved. The aging warehouse itself is a very dark and wet place. Li Hong and himself basically have to go in to work every day. Over time, they will naturally have some adverse effects.

Cen Jiahua himself is pretty good. With the protection of health care, this little moisture is naturally no problem, but Li Hong is just an ordinary person. He is so enthusiastic about helping, Cen Jiahua certainly cannot make his body sick?

Immediately, Cen Jiahua decided to come down and buy this "mountain wind" and stew a dragon and phoenix soup tonight to reward Li Hong and his employees.

He told Pang Hong and Uncle Wang San to clean up the "mountain wind", and Cen Jiahua himself picked up his rifle and headed straight to the chicken farm. Now the chicken farm has a certain scale, and there are still pheasants inside. It is increasing day by day. Although it is not as large-scale production, there is no problem to hunt a few and treat it as the ingredients for the dragon and phoenix soup tonight.

Now Cen Jiahua's skills are much better than before. In the blink of an eye, he carried two pheasants and two more ~ ​​back to the kitchen. Over there, Uncle Wang San and Pang Hong had already killed the "mountain wind", peeling, beheading, and removing internal organs. He was also extremely skillful in his movements. It seemed that he had done so much.

After a while, the snake segments, chicken nuggets, soybeans and some medicinal materials contributed by Uncle Wang San were put into a large pressure cooker.

Just boil it on the gas stove for a while, a strong fragrance followed by the jet of the safety valve and began to spread near the restaurant. Visitors who smelled the fragrance asked what good dishes were there tonight, and the taste alone could not stand it?

Just this taste makes people feel happy!

ps: Sweat, you can’t always set the time cloth. It’s so pitiful for those who don’t save the manuscript! There is another chapter later, thank you for your support!
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