Chapter 12

Su Xinghui nodded, "Okay, Chen Shuji, then I will go back tomorrow."

Xia Lan asked, "Little Su, didn't you say that you can also run a bamboo weaving factory? Can you also help us ask about the sales of bamboo weaving products this time?"

"Yes, anyway, I have to go to Jiangcheng, and I can ask by the way." Su Xinghui nodded readily.

Xia Lan's face was flushed with excitement. Weaving bamboo utensils and bamboo weaving handicrafts, the women of Yezhugou were all good hands. In the past, the women here didn't have much to do because there was not much cultivated land here, and the mountain people in the mountainous areas were not used to intensive cultivation. The farming methods were relatively extensive, and the men in the family were enough to plant that little land. The women did housework at home, took care of children, and had a lot of idle time. Even she, the women's director, didn't have much to do. If she could organize the women to weave bamboo to make money, how much sense of achievement would she have!

Xia Lan said, "Little Su, then I will let people weave some bamboo utensils and handicrafts for you to bring today. It is good for you to make samples for others when you go to Jiangcheng."

Su Xinghui nodded, "Okay, but don't weave them too big. It's best to weave some reduced versions of models. You can bring more. By the way, you must weave them more delicately."

Xia Lan said happily, "Okay, I'll go find someone to weave."

Saying that, Xia Lan ran out. Zhao Zhongfu shouted, "Xia Lan, hurry up, your sister-in-law's meal is almost ready."

Xia Lan agreed from afar. Fang Youcai shook his head, "Xia Lan is just so fiery."

Chen Hongfu smiled, "This shows that her work style is vigorous and resolute."

Gao Daping said, "Can she not be fiery? If the bamboo weaving factory is really run, she, the women's director, will have things to do in the future."

Hearing Gao Daping's words full of envy, Zhao Zhongfu said, "Old Gao, if the village really runs a breeding farm and a bamboo weaving factory, are you still afraid that you will have nothing to do in the future?"

Gao Daping nodded, "That's true."

Several people chatted happily. After a while, it was more than ten o'clock. Xia Lan ran back and said, "I found a few people, and they are weaving. You can bring them when you leave in the afternoon."

At this time, Xiao Qin had already started to carry dishes from the kitchen to the main room. In Meng Hu Ling, mountain people usually eat two meals a day. The first meal is around ten o'clock, and the second meal is around four or five o'clock in the afternoon. This was to save the grain of one meal in ancient times. Of course, the days of the mountain people are not easy now. Even if there are days that are better, they have kept this habit until now.

Several men carried the eight-immortal table to the middle of the room and sat at the table. Zhao Zhongfu took out a jar of home-brewed corn wine, first poured it for Chen Hongfu, then poured a cup for Su Xinghui, and then filled it for everyone else. He raised his glass, "Chen Shuji, Little Su, come, I will toast you a glass, welcome you to drink at my house!"

Everyone drank the wine in their glasses in one gulp, even Xia Lan was no exception. Women in the mountains also have drinking capacity.

Zhao Zhongfu pointed to the dishes on the table, "Eat quickly, my wife made them, don't blame me if the craftsmanship is not good!"

Chen Hongfu picked up a chopstick of wild boar meat and ate it. He smiled, "With such good wild game, what else is there to say? Little Su, don't be polite, eat more!"

Su Xinghui agreed, picked up a chopstick of braised bamboo rat meat and ate it. The way of making wild game in the mountains is relatively rough, usually large pieces, large bowls, and it doesn't look so delicate, but the wild game burned with pine branches and fruit wood in the mountains is full of wild and natural flavor. Even if people with poor appetite come here, they will definitely have a big appetite.

Su Xinghui in his previous life had eaten a lot of wild game here. However, he hadn't eaten this authentic wild game in Meng Hu Ling for several years before he was reborn. Now that he ate it again, he was also full of emotion.