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Chapter 223 Ginger Honey Water

Not long after dinner, the villagers really came.

There were more than a dozen people coming in total, including men and women.

Among them, Tan Dasha, Liu Erliang, and the village chief and his wife were all here.

Maybe they made an appointment, and when everyone rode a motorcycle, they rushed into the yard, the dark yard was illuminated very brightly.

"The house is small, so let's just burn sugar water in the yard."

When Liu Qingshan came out, he held a big pot and smiled at the people who had just stopped the car: "Cooking candy water in the yard will definitely have a different flavor."

Liu Erliang agreed: "Good idea, Dasha, come with me to bring stones."

Upon hearing this, Tan Dasha hurriedly caught up with Liu Erliang, ran to the corner of the yard, and brought a few stones.

The stones were piled together, and they built a temporary stove, and then placed the large iron pot on it.

The village chief was responsible for making the fire, while the village chief aunt was busy moving the iron pot off the stove and muttered, "Oh, you haven't washed the pot, I'll wash it."

After a while of busy work, the newly washed iron pot was put on the stove again, and the firewood ignited each other, licking and kissing the dark bottom of the pot in a rush.

Wu Cuimei took a big bowl of ginger and Liu Yuanhe carried a bucket of water.

Heat the water into the pot first, then add ginger.

When the water boils, put the honey nest with dried honey into the water and boil it.

As the firewood gradually became more and more intense, the water in the pot surging became more and more powerful. After a while, a layer of golden wax oil floated on the water.

The village chief ordered: "Qingshan, take a basin and decorate the water, and there is a spoon."

As soon as the basin and spoon arrived, the village chief himself scooped out the wax oil from the water surface and poured it into the basin containing cold water.

The golden wax oil enters the basin and encounters cold water, and it quickly condenses into shape.

As the village chief salvaged the sugar water in the pot slowly became clean until only a small amount of wax oil was left floating on it, the village chief ordered again: "Get a bowl."

Liu Qingshan turned around and moved more than a dozen bowls.

A small table was placed beside the bonfire, with more than a dozen bowls placed on it.

The village chief scoops out the ginger honey water from the pot one by one, and pour it into the bowl one by one.

White smoke curled up and the fragrance spreaded.

Although the yard is spacious and unavailable to the wind, you can still smell an extremely rich sweet honey smell in this vast world.

Everyone held the sweet water in their hands, and before they could get close to their mouths, they warmed their hands and smelled their noses. After the warm honey water jumped over their lips, soaked their tongues, and slid into their throats, they felt warm all over, as if a warm force was pouring straight from their heads and the soles of their feet, and their whole body became much lighter in an instant.

When the body warmed up, everyone couldn't help but joke.

Among these dozen people, Liu Qingshan is the most suitable person to joke about.

An uncle said, "Qingshan, look at you, you look pretty good and can make money, not only can you meet the honey from the deep mountains. You said you are so lucky, why didn't you meet the right girl?"

Hearing someone spoke first, the others hurriedly followed: "Yes, Qingshan, what's wrong with you? You're in your twenties, why haven't you talked about a partner?"

"My son could cook when I was as old as you."

"That's not. There are a few younger than Qingshan in the village now, and all the children are in kindergarten."

“Some of them are in elementary school.”

"Qingshan, do you have any difficulties? If you have any difficulties, tell us all and we will find a way for you."

The word "difficulty" made everyone burst into laughter.

If a man cannot find a partner because of some "difficulty", the "difficulty" that is at the brunt of is naturally the difficulty in that aspect.

So, someone said, "Qingshan, this wild honey is a good thing. If you eat more, maybe you can cure it. Hahaha."

"Yes, yes, these wild honeys are brewed by wild flowers in the mountains, and most of the wild flowers and grass in the mountains are from herbs. Therefore, the older generation has always said that these wild honeys can not only strengthen their health, but also cure diseases. Qingshan, if you drink more, you might get married."

Liu Qingshan didn't take these jokes to heart, but Tan Dasha, who was determined to get married, took these jokes to heart.

So he drank more than ten bowls of honey after bowl of water.

It’s not that he has any “difficulties”, and in fact, he doesn’t know what the “difficulties” mean by the villagers. He just heard that drinking more honey water can bring a wife, so he drank it.

Everyone was just joking about Liu Qingshan's jokes, but they didn't notice Tan Dasha's movements. Until the joke was almost done, everyone came to their senses and found that the ginger candy water in their bowl was gone. When they returned to the side of the pot to scoop the candy water, they suddenly realized, "Damn, there is only a pile of slag left in the big iron pot."

Tan Dasha, who was squatting next to the big iron pot and drinking candy water, didn't realize that everyone was squinting, and was still drinking the last bowl of candy water happily.

"Dasha, you said you, you are so edible, which woman dares to follow you?"

After the joke was over, everyone wanted to have fun with Tan Dasha again.

Until late at night, the firewood was extinguished and the pot was cold. Everyone dispersed in groups and went home.

Liu Qingshan stood under the light of the main hall, looking at the honey that had been dripped with two small pots and the honey nest without honey, but was a little troubled.

These are all good things, and you can't keep them all at home and have to sell them.

But, where to sell it? This is a problem.

He has to think about it carefully.

In Xinjie Town, it is probably difficult to sell these honeys. It is not because the mountain people don’t know the goods, but because his pricing for these wild honeys seems to be a little higher.

The mountain people were too lazy to bargain after hearing this, so they turned around and left.

So, Xinjie Town won’t consider it.

Since this is the case, then go directly to the county. Although the county town is not a big city, there are still many rich people in this small county town because of its vast land, abundant minerals, and developed transportation.

Of course, having more wealthy people does not mean that the place is rich. Rich people are rich people, and ordinary people are ordinary people, so you cannot confuse them.

Early in the morning, Liu Qingshan put honey into a plastic bucket with a lid, made a wooden rack, fixed it on the motorcycle tail rack, and set it for the county town.

Before leaving, my mother called him: "Qingshan, be careful, this honey is so expensive, don't fall."

"Mom, it's early in the morning, can you say something nice?" Liu Qingshan replied angrily, and when he stepped on the accelerator, he rushed forward till it, almost falling into the stream.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise, he would have really responded to my mother's crow's mouth.
Chapter completed!
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