"It's quite interesting."

"Although there are not many New Year's goods, I'm just idle, so it's great to go and have fun."

"I heard that the scenery of Lijiapo is very good. The flowers have not completely withered yet, and there are still wild fruits to pick in the mountains."

The evening news was very effective, and waves of tourists came over the next morning.

"Sanzi, what do you think is going on?" Li Fuyuan's phone was constantly confused by waves of tourists.

"I just learned that last night the Xiangxi TV station evening news reported on our New Year's Day." Li Feng didn't expect it to be so soon. "Uncle Fifth, today is another weekend, so this tourists are bound to be indispensable."

"No wonder, okay, I'll talk about it now, so I must prepare more things." Li Fuyuan said.

"Uncle Fifth, today we not only want to kill the New Year pig, but it is best to ask Uncle Fuzheng to help." Li Feng said. "The pork soup cooked by Uncle Fuzheng is tasteless. It is absolutely comfortable to have a bowl of it in the middle of winter."

"Yes, yes, tourists come, you can't lose food. I'll find you Uncle Fuzheng later." Li Feng said really. Yesterday, all the internal organs of the three pigs were bought for Li Fuzheng, and they were cut and ready for use in the farmhouse.

Li Fuyuan came here, and when Li Fuzheng heard it, "Okay, the bone soup I cooked yesterday is just for soup dishes."

The internal organs were cooked, cut into thin slices, and cooked for nearly twenty times. Only salt was added without any seasonings, milky white pork bone soup. "Uncle Wu, come a bowl." Li Qingqun smiled and grabbed a bowl of pig mixed soup with hot pork bone soup several times, sprinkled a handful of coriander leaves and a spoonful of chili oil.

Li Fuyuan took it, took a breath and took a bowl of pig bone soup and put it on. "Okay, this thing is good, it's hot all over after eating it. It's just right, Fuzheng, you're ready to prepare. There are many tourists today, Qingqun, and you'll kill pig internal organs, pig heads, and bones later. You can quickly take it back and process it, don't be enough materials at that time."

"Uncle Fifth, isn't that enough?"

Li Qingqun looked at the more than ten bowls of pig heart slices, pig lung slices, pig intestine slices, pig ear silk, pig gambling slices, waist slices, so many, it's enough to cook two or three hundred bowls. After all, it's pig mixed soup, and a bowl of pig mixed two taels is enough.

Li Fuyuan said with a smile. "You don't know about this yet. The New Year's goods festival we made last night was held at the evening news in Xiangxi. I kept calling here soon, and tourists are indispensable this year."

"It's been on the evening news, it's great."

Li Qingqun clapped his hands. This is a good thing. His farm stay is busy with work, but it is all about money. "Okay, Uncle Wu, I will call my brother-in-law to help." He said to Li Fuzheng. "Dad, please ask mom to buy more vegetables."

Li Qingqun called his sister, brother-in-law, and his wife. Then he helped Li Fuzheng move the stove, pig miscellaneous and pig bone soup pot to a tricycle and transport it to his own stall at the entrance of the village, setting up a shelf to block the cold wind in winter.

The fire started here, and the fragrant pork bone soup immediately attracted tourists who had just woken up and tourists who had just arrived and whose stomachs were ginger. "It smells so good."

"Uncle Fuzheng has a bowl of pig soup."

Li Qingfu and Li Qing celebrated a few young people. As soon as the tourists came back, they saw Li Fuzheng setting up a stall here and walked over with a smile. "You guys don't go home to eat, so what soup to drink here."

"It doesn't smell like this, Uncle Fuzheng, the pork bone soup you cooked is still so fragrant."

The few people smiled and sat down. Li Fuzheng and Li Qingqun began to catch pig distills and boil pig distills. "It's so fragrant, boss, let's have a bowl too."

"Okay."

Becoming busy here, one wave of tourists comes one after another.

"Uncle Fuzheng, it's open."

Li Feng helped his mother set up the tofu stall, and also came over to get a bowl of pig soup to taste.

"Three sons."

Li Fuzheng said with a smile. "Sit down."

"I won't sit anymore. The stalls will be full this year. I'm going to go to various stores to urge me." Li Feng smiled bitterly. He originally thought it would be easy to do the New Year's Festival, but only after he really did, he realized that it was not easy at all.

There are less than ten stalls now that there are New Year’s goods, which is not possible. It is best to have more than 30 stalls here, otherwise they will see that it will be too empty.

"Then you're busy."

Li Feng was looking for each family. "Uncle Fukui, your bacon and bacon are unique, and it will definitely be popular when putting it out."

"Will people in the city like bacon and bacon?" Aunt Fukui murmured in a low voice.

"Aunt, how can the wax duck made from my own ducks be unpopular?" Li Feng said. "Uncle Fukui, there are many tourists today, so maybe all these wax ducks can be sold."

"Really?" Even Li Fukui was surprised. There were hundreds of wax ducks in his house.

"No, I guess there are not 1,000 tourists today at least 800."

"so much?"

"Okay, old lady, let's listen to the third son, go, push the wheelbarrow over, let's go set up a stall." Li Fukui was excited.

"Uncle Wu, bring some bacon, bacon, and wild game in your house, and this thing is pretty good."

"OK."

When he came to Erye's house, Erye waved his hands when he heard it. "The cured meat in my house is not enough for children."

"Second Master, mistress, haha, we set up a stall to sell bacon, but also to do it. The persimmon cakes, dried fruits and sweet chips made by mistresses taste so good, and people in the city will definitely like it when they see it." Li Feng pointed to the persimmon cakes dried.

"This thing is not worth much money, why are you busy with?"

Li Feng was happy. "Miss wife, you don't know. There are about ten pieces per pounds outside the persimmon cake, eight or nine pieces of dried sweet potatoes, and more than ten pieces of wild fruits per pound."

“So expensive?”

The mistress and the second master stared at the boss. If this were the case, they would have at least dozens of kilograms of persimmon cakes, more dried sweet potatoes, and dried fruits. In total, according to what the third son said, they bought at least two thousand yuan.

Now the old couple was tempted. Two thousand yuan is enough to spend a wealthy year. I will buy more new clothes for the children and buy more meat. "Okay, third son, your mistress and I will be there in a while."

"I'll help you clean up."

Li Feng looked for it one by one, not to mention anything else, but there were all fans, and more than ten companies promoted their fans together was absolutely spectacular.

"Uncle Fulin."

Li Feng finally came to Li Fulin's house. "Sister, brother-in-law, you are here."

The eldest sister of Fulin family, Li Qingchun, brother-in-law Wan Jun, and the couple brought their children to give gifts. It was quite early. "Three sons, when?"

"Uncle Fulin, your house is still empty. There are many tourists this year. Look at what to sell." Li Feng sat down, took the tea and said.

"Forget it."

Li Fulin waved his hand. After his wife left two years ago, she was working alone at home and outside the house. How could she have time to set up a stall? "Uncle Fulin, is this making glutinous rice cake?" Li Feng glanced at the glutinous rice cake stone nest next to her.

"It's not coming the New Year, so I'll make some glutinous rice cakes."

"Uncle Fifth, why don't you do this? You can do more. My brother-in-law is here too. Let's move the glutinous rice cake stone nest to the entrance of the village to show the tourists.

"Tourists still see this?"

"It's strange for people in the city to see anything."

"That's it."

Li Fulin came over the glutinous rice cake stone nest, and after a while, many tourists gathered around him. He still wanted to try it. "Does this glutinous rice cake be sold?"

"ah?"

Li Fulin was stunned. I really bought this one.

"Dad, why don't we buy more and sell more?"

The price he offered was not low, Wan Jun was moved when he heard this. "Okay, Junzi, let's leave this stall to you and Qingchun." Li Fulin thought that although he didn't have the strength, his son-in-law had it. The price was good. He might sell it for a few hundred yuan a day.

Li Feng walked around and found that the stalls here were all started. All stalls were equipped with mountain products, bacon, sausage, dried fish, and dried fruits. At the very least, there were fans. The millstone turned around, and the Qinghong family had a lot of corn and grinding corn flour. It was very lively here.

“There is plenty of corn, fried rice.”

The audience in the live broadcast room suggested.

Guo Zheng, who had just arrived, had a lit sight when he heard this. "This is a good idea, Fengzi, isn't your rice fried rice cooker?"

"I've given the rice maker to my uncle, and I don't have time."

Li Feng was helpless, and he didn't have time to make the bomb rice pot. "Why do I call my uncle and ask."

"Really, there are so many people, okay, I'll bring the rice cake machine here." When Zhang Yong heard that there were so many tourists, it seemed like a good idea to have fried popcorn.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong's rice dumpling machine surrounded many tourists as soon as it was opened. The fried popcorn is really popular. "Hahaha, it's delicious. Fengzi asked me to tell me that you're going to get a bomb rice dumpling machine that attracts more attention."

"Let's talk about it when you have time."

Li Feng smiled and said, "After all the busy work, the village stalls were all full. Some tourists had fun, pushing fans, making glutinous rice cakes, grinding sweet potatoes, laying fans, and pushing mills to grind corn flour. It's so lively."

Especially the dazzling array of mountain goods, which are all over the village entrance. The New Year pigs are cooked and the braised pork is added with vermicelli. Tourists carrying large and small bags can come here to try it. It may be that the braised pork and vermicellili are delicious, and the three-year pigs are sold out before noon.

At noon, Li Feng came to the entrance of the village again and saw several snack stalls set up at the open space next to the entrance of the village. The old beef soup, sesame cakes, and donkey meat cakes in the village were so lively. They all came here after hearing the letter.

If there are many tourists, there will be business, which is much easier to sell than in the village. "It's getting more and more lively."

"Hey, what is this?"

"Bamboo snake?"

"Bamboo toys."

"Is this from Wangjiazhuang?"

When Li Feng saw that it was not a family. "No, I'll go and talk to Uncle Wu. This outsider must also plan well, otherwise it will be messy."

Just as Li Feng went to find Li Fuyuan, a group of people came out of the donkey cart, carrying the camera and the microphone. This is the TV station's person. "It's so lively."

"Photo taken it quickly."
Chapter completed!