Spring Thunder Chapter 0216 Qiantangsheng
The road in the mountains looks short, but it actually is far away.
It took Nan Yi and his companions more than half an hour to walk one mile. When they arrived outside Gao Lihua's house, they saw a woman with a bright red scarf on her head and a white sheepskin coat lifting the thick curtain and walking out.
The sky and the earth are all white with a hint of red, which naturally attracts the attention of others.
Nan Yi's eyes were inevitably attracted by the red color. Through the gap in the scarf, he saw the woman's face. Her eyes looked pretty, but her face was red and cracked by the wind. She was in her early thirties, with an ordinary appearance and figure.
I guess that’s the beauty of the soul!
"Lihua, where are you going?"
"Uncle Dashan, why are you here on the mountain?"
"I am accompanying a guest to the mountains for a stroll. We will have lunch at your house. I shot a pheasant and two flying dragons on the way. You can cook them all."
"There are guests..." Gao Lihua glanced at Nan Yi after hearing what Park Dashan said, "Hey, the boy is really handsome."
"Thank you for being so polite, sister-in-law. I'm sorry to trouble you today." Nan Yi said shyly.
"You're so polite. I'll show you my skills later."
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
"You are such a sweet talker, young man." Gao Lihua teased Nan Yi and said to Pu Dashan, "Uncle Dashan, you guys go sit inside first. I'll go to Yingzuigou to get some firewood."
"You go ahead. Is Tang Sheng at home?"
"No, I'm off to see the bees. I'll be back soon."
Gao Lihua left after saying this, and Park Dashan took Nan Yi and the others into the house.
As soon as he entered the room, Nan Yi looked around. The furnishings in the room were very simple. There were two kangs, one in the south and one in the north. There were several wooden boxes stacked next to the southern kang, and a low cabinet on the kang with a shiny lacquered surface. The northern kang was empty, but there was a man lying on it.
When the man heard the noise, he leaned his hands on the kang , raised his head and looked over.
"Uncle Dashan, why are you here?"
Park Dashan did not answer, but asked: "Zhenglong, how is your leg? Is it better?"
"Still the same bear-like appearance, unable to move at all."
"Don't worry. I heard that a miracle doctor came to the county. You can go and try it."
"I won't try anymore." Cui Zhenglong shook his head. "After so many years, I've seen many doctors, but I don't think it can be cured."
Cui Zhenglong tapped his leg and said, "I can't feel anything. My leg is useless."
"Let's give it a try. If it works..." Park Dashan stopped abruptly.
"Uncle Dashan, stop arguing. I've given up my wife. There's nothing I can do about it. I'm a five-foot-tall man, and I'm calling myself a cuckold. Humph, my face is not even as decent as a butt."
"Don't say that again. Tangsheng has been living with you for more than ten years. I have seen how he treats you. He is a good man. Look at yourself. You are not hungry or cold, and you don't even have a boil on your body."
"I know he is a good person, but I am a man and I feel sad." As he said this, Cui Zhenglong began to cry.
"Okay, okay, why would a man piss himself?"
Pu Dashan walked to the kang, sat down and said something comforting. He picked up a piece of cut newspaper from the basket beside him, twisted some tobacco leaves on the newspaper, rolled the newspaper into a trumpet shape, licked the seal and handed it to Cui Zhenglong.
"Take a shot."
Cui Zhenglong took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and Park Dashan struck a match and lit it for him.
The two were talking and Nan Yi didn't want to join in, so he continued to look around the room. There was a rope hanging in the air above the southern kang, and a wrinkled cloth curtain was hung on the rope. The curtain was lifted up and drooped on the wall.
There were a few nails on the wall, with things hanging on them.
On one nail hung a small schoolbag that he had sewn himself with flowered cloth, and on another nail hung a pair of gloves, also sewn with flowered cloth, tied with a red string in the middle.
There are cloth curtains on the south kang, a small flowered schoolbag, and flowered gloves. There are two donkeys locked in a trough, one is a calling donkey and the other is a listless donkey. One can imagine whose breed this little donkey belongs to.
"Boss, you guys talk, I'm going to go outside for a walk."
"Don't go too far, just walk around the side." Park Dashan didn't stop Nan Yi from going out. It seemed that he had something to tell Cui Zhenglong in private.
As Nan Yi walked out of the house, he saw a furry yellow ball poking its head out from the snow not far away. It first popped out from the left side of a snow pile, then retracted and popped out from the right side again.
It looked left and right, and then its whole body stuck out. Its head was yellow, its belly was also yellow, but its back was black with purple. Its face looked a bit like a raccoon and a bit like a weasel.
"Nansheng, what kind of animal is this?"
"A sable. A silly sable."
The sable looked around alertly, but ignored the three people standing here. I don't know what it was looking at, but it looked really cute in its silly look.
"Give me a can."
Upon hearing this, the school beauty took off her backpack and took out a can of beef supplied by the Soviet army and gave it to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi pulled out a knife from his chest and stabbed it into the lid, cutting it open, revealing the frozen lump of beef inside.
After inserting the knife back, Nan Yi estimated the distance between himself and the sable, exerted a little strength, and threw the can out. The can landed next to the sable, startling the little creature, and it jumped to the side with a swish, then looked at the can vigilantly.
It looked for a while, then sniffed, perhaps attracted by the smell of beef. Although the little thing was frightened, it didn't leave at all.
After staring at the can for several minutes, the sable took a tentative step forward, then suddenly pulled its foot back and took several steps back, then continued to observe, tentatively, and moved forward step by step.
After moving forward and backward seven or eight times, the sable finally came to the edge of the can, sniffed hard, then stood up and looked left and right.
As if it was sure that it was safe, the sable put its head into the mouth of the can, bit out a piece of beef, and started to eat it happily with its two front paws.
"What a cute and silly little thing. It's not easy for it to survive until now." Looking at the sable eating there, Nan Yi said happily.
Suddenly, the little creature's ears stood up, and then it ran away with the can in its mouth.
Nan Yi moved his ears and heard a crunching sound on the snow. He turned his head and saw a man wearing glasses walking towards him.
"Who are you?"
"Hello, I'm Nan Yi. I'm here to have fun with the old boss, Pu Dashan. You must be Qian Tangsheng, right?"
"Yes, welcome to Changbai Mountain."
Qian Tangsheng smiled shyly, his elegance, different from the rough northerners, was clearly revealed.
"You have honey in your hand. Can you produce honey now?"
Qian Tangsheng had a wooden barrel in his hand, which was filled with white honey with a hint of yellow and a little bit of pink, and looked a bit like lard.
"As long as there is a nectar source, bees will produce honey all year round. Although it is cold here, these bees are used to it and will come out to collect honey all year round."
“Do flowers bloom in Changbai Mountain in winter?”
"Before the snow and ice melt and the ground thaws, the icicle flowers here will bloom. There is also a plant called holly that parasitizes on trees. It blooms and bears small orange-red round fruits. This plant grows in winter and withers and falls in summer. These two flowers just fill the gap in the flowering season of linden flowers."
"So your bees don't need to be fed sugar water?"
"No need, they have enough food all year round. Would you like to try my honey? It tastes great." Qian Tangsheng said, shaking the wooden barrel in his hand.
"OK."
Nan Yi glanced at the wooden barrel and saw some honey stains on the edge of the barrel. He stretched out his finger and touched the edge of the barrel, then put his finger into his mouth and licked it.
"It tastes really good. This is the first time I have eaten such good honey."
"Thank you." Qian Tangsheng grinned.
"Excuse me, how much is your honey per pound?"
Hearing Nan Yi's question, Qian Tangsheng showed a proud expression on his face, "My honey is good, so I sell it at a higher price. Last year, I sold it for 3.2 yuan per pound."
"That's a good price. How many bees are in one of your beehives? How much honey can it produce in a year?"
"The number of bees depends on the season. There are fewer bees now, but the number will be the highest at the end of June. Then the number will decrease in the summer and increase again in the fall. The increase is for wintering.
Winter is tough and many bees will die. The number of bees will fluctuate in spring, summer, autumn and winter, but the number of bees in my beehives will remain between 35,000 and 40,000.
The nectar source here is relatively abundant and the yield is relatively high. One beehive can produce about 75 kilograms of nectar a year."
"For such a high production volume, are you using square boxes instead of stick barrels?"
"Nan Yi, do you also know beekeeping?"
"I don't know, but I know a little bit. Brother Qian, how many boxes do you have?"
"Not many, just ten boxes."
"That's not bad. I can earn 2,400 yuan a year . Beekeeping doesn't take much time. Brother Qian, do you pick up some mountain products?"
"Yes, I can pick up a lot of mountain products every year and sell them for some money, which is enough to cover the expenses of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar." Qian Tangsheng said with a bright smile on his face.
Living in the mountains and earning more than 2,000 yuan a year, life must be good.
"Brother Qian, I really envy you for finding your own paradise."
"It's not a paradise, but it's pretty comfortable." When he said this, Qian Tangsheng's smile became a little forced, so he changed the subject, "You came at the right time. We have some wild boar chops at home. I'll ask Lihua to make some honey pork chops for lunch. They're fresh and a little sweet, and they taste really good."
"That's really annoying."
"You're welcome. Once you're here, you're a guest. It's only right that you treat us well."
Qian Tangsheng stood outside the door chatting idly. He neither invited Nan Yi into the house nor went in himself. It was not until Gao Lihua came back that he called out to Nan Yi to come in.
The lunch was very sumptuous, with Feilong soup, honey pork chops, and many wild delicacies, but the atmosphere was not very good.
Park Dashan and Choi Jung-yong were drinking and talking. Gao Lihua would say a few polite words from time to time, but Qian Tangsheng became silent, just lowered his head to eat without saying a word.
Nan Yi had some guesses about Qian Tangsheng's mentality. He probably felt dissatisfied with his current life of having two children in one trough.
His dissatisfaction should not be due to the need to support Choi Jung-ryong. If that were the reason, Choi Jung-ryong would not be in such good condition. His dissatisfaction should come from the word "sharing".
The three words "Ma Furong" emerged in Nan Yi's mind. This famous prostitute in Beijing married Li Lianying.
Why would a eunuch like Li Lianying want to marry?
hehe……
