The pine shed is a wooden house and straw shed left by fishermen who went into the mountains to cut pine oil. It is simple in structure but is sufficient to shelter from the wind and rain.

For a long time, the old pine oil workers know that the pine forests on the mountain produce pine oil and which pine forest has the potential to produce pine oil.

As Ao Zhiman said, they all rely on the mountains to make a living, and know how to protect the mountains and every grass and tree on the mountains. The pine forest has been cut for so many years but has not died, and pine oil is still produced every year.

As time goes by, some people began to build sheds beside these pine forests to live in.

These sheds were not built by a certain household, but were built by many people. For example, if someone first uses a wooden stick to support a main trunk, and if someone comes to live in the future, they will lay tarp on the wooden stick. After a while, a shed was built.

The shed was built quite a small area, because in addition to some young and strong people, the pine oil workers are mostly old men in their sixties. Some villagers even took their families directly to the mountains to get pine oil.

For convenience, they eat and live in the mountains. These simple straw huts are their temporary homes. In order to live in the next family, the straw huts are often built relatively large, so there is no problem for Ao Muyang and the other two to live in it.

Ao Zhiman told him that the days of cutting pine oil were difficult in the past, and working more than ten hours a day was common, and the intensity of these ten hours was not comparable to other jobs, because you had to climb up and down, you had to endure the bites of mosquitoes on the mountain wind, and you would encounter poisonous snakes from time to time, worrying and exhausted both physically and mentally!

"Eating, drinking, defecation and sensation are all solved in the mountains. When you raise your head, you are a tree, and when you lower your head, you are a grass. When you accidentally encounter a poisonous snake, you have to explain it to the mountains. When you accidentally fall from the tree, you are also a mountain. If you accidentally catch a cold by the mountain wind, you have to explain it to the mountains. Do you think this life is a life for people?" When you mention it, the old man looked sad.

Ao Muyang nodded silently. He heard from the old man in the village that pine oil was a good thing in the past few decades, and only wealthy families could afford it. It could be sold at a good price on the market.

Therefore, some poor people will come to the mountains to do this job, just to earn a few dollars to support their families.

Most of the people who come to do this work are extremely poor. Even if they can go out to sea to fish and support their families, or even if they can rely on farming to support their families, who will suffer in the mountains?

With a long sigh, Ao Zhiman was immersed in the memories of the past. He kept introducing the hard days of the past to Ao Muyang and Ao Jinfu, and the miserable things he had seen when cutting pine oil. Ao Muyang was shocked.

Ao Jinfu was much more calm. The boy was carrying a bag and a knife hanging on his waist, walking silently on the mountain road, like a walking statue.

Ao Muyang thought he was quite stylish, so he subconsciously praised him.

Ao Jinfu was really a child. After hearing his praise, he waved his hand: "No, village chief, I'm not indifferent, I've heard these messy things from my grandfather dozens of times. He said, I know the next sentence, and he said, I know the next sentence. How can I react in this way?"

After hearing what he said, Ao Muyang smiled, and the old man was angry: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hurry up. We have to walk for more than two hours of mountain road."

Ao Muyang looked around and said, "Master Man, aren't there pine trees? I look quite thick, why don't you cut pine oil here?"

"Not all pine trees have pine oil." The old man shook his head, "Follow me. If these trees are cut and leak out pine oil, they will not live for a few years. The pine trees we went to are different, and they can produce pine oil."

From morning to noon, after walking around several hills, a lush pine forest appeared in their sight.

This pine forest has an area of ​​dozens of acres, occupying half of the mountain. Even in early spring, it grows lushly. The peaks blow by and the pine needles rubbed, like waves rolling.

There are grass huts hidden around the edge of the pine forest. Some of them have collapsed, some are left with only a few wooden sticks, and some have roughly preserved the whole picture.

Ao Zhiman pointed to Songlin and said, "Okay, we're at the ground. Let's work harder, then have some meals to start working."

The pine forest was right in front of me, but after walking for nearly an hour, when I finally arrived at the edge of the straw shed, Ao Muyang couldn't help but sigh: "Cao, I finally know what the saying of Wangshan runs to death!"

After sighing, he said to the old man: "Master Man, didn't you say it's a two-hour journey? We have to walk three and a half hours, right?"

No wonder the old man said that he would only go down the mountain tomorrow. It took seven hours to go back and forth, and it would definitely not be too late to go back today.

Ao Zhiman hummed and didn't say anything. Ao Jinfu explained: "My master means that you can see this forest for two hours, but you can't get there for two hours."

Although he was tired, Ao Muyang had to prepare lunch.

The grandfather and grandson brought rice, which were instant noodles and dry noodles. They meant that there was an iron pot in the straw shed, boiled water and boiled a pot of noodles and then soaked cakes.

Ao Muyang has been tired all morning, how could he deal with his stomach like this?

He waved, and the queen soaring in the air flew over. After it swooped, it opened its claws and a fat rabbit fell down...

The head of state also went to work. It jumped up and down in the woods. When it came back, there were a lot of bird eggs in its small pocket hanging around its neck...

Ao Muyang cleaned the iron pot and stewed a rabbit meat soup first. The rabbit meat was taken out and the soup was used to make instant noodles. In addition, he beat bird eggs in it. This soup was rich and could lock in the fragrance.

He stir-fryed rabbit meat with noodle cakes, and he kept the instant noodles seasoning pack, which could be used to make rabbit meat fried cakes. The seasoning pack contains chili powder, and the fried rabbit meat and noodle cakes are red, making people feel like they see it.

Ao Jinfu squatted beside him and straightened his eyes. He stared at lunch and kept swallowing.

Ao Muyang asked, "Are you hungry?"

Ao Jinfu smiled foolishly and said, "I'm not hungry, I just want to greed. I haven't eaten meat after the Lantern Festival."

Ao Muyang glanced at Ao Zhiman who was cleaning the straw hut. He couldn't understand the old man. He said he was poor, but he didn't even see millions. He said he was rich, but his life at home was really hard.

When the rice was cooked, he first gave the picked rabbit bones to the general. He didn't have to worry about the head of state. There were dried fish and shrimps in the head of state's small pocket, so he couldn't be hungry.

Ao Jinfu held the bowl and waited by the side, and kept wiping his saliva with his hands.

When Ao Zhiman saw it, he was very dissatisfied and said angrily: "There is no rules."

Ao Jinfu smiled awkwardly: "Master, eat first."

Ao Muyang snatched his bowl and put a rabbit leg in it, saying, "Master Man, this society is not like you used to raise children, but now you have to spoil your child."

The old man snorted: "What kind of spoiledness? Absolutely not! There must be rules!"

He squatted on the ground and ate the fried rabbit meat cake with great flavor. However, he only ate the cake, and finally handed the rabbit meat to his grandson, saying, "Fuwa, I'm full, so I can't waste the rest. You can eat the rest."
Chapter completed!