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    Chapter 523 Pheasant Whistle

    In the following days, good news came frequently.

    ? Updates quickly.

    After Liu Junhao paid up his phone bill, the phone kept ringing all day long with people asking about advertising matters.  He was irritated with his explanation, and he couldn't explain clearly, so he could only ask interested companies to come to discuss face to face.

    Recently, the number of tourists coming to Liujiagou has more than doubled. They are not here to discuss business, but tourists who go up the mountain to pick wild chrysanthemums. Most of them are old men and old ladies.

    A few days ago, the wild chrysanthemums were in full bloom. The wild chrysanthemums were crowded together beside the ditch and on the hillside, and the mountains and plains were covered with golden color.  Liu Junhao specially took a few photos and uploaded them to the 18th floor, calling on everyone to pick wild chrysanthemums.  In fact, this has become a habit. He now plays the role of village propagandist and posts any information online.

    Sometimes when I haven¡¯t posted a post for a long time, many netizens will call him.

    Wild chrysanthemum is good for clearing away heat and removing internal heat, and is said to be miraculous in treating high blood pressure.  Not only the old men and women, but also the tourists who come to Liujiagou will pick some and make tea with them.

    Faced with such a hot scene, some tourists were privately worried that it would destroy the wild chrysanthemum growing area in Liujiagou.  Liu Junhao told him not to worry. Wild chrysanthemums are perennial plants and will not die as long as they are not uprooted.  If wild chrysanthemums are not picked, they will fail after a while and be wasted.

    When picking wild chrysanthemums, Liu Junhao went with the flow several times, but he was just pretending.  There are so many wild chrysanthemums in Shisuo and the quality is good, so there is no need to go so far.

    In the past two days, he squeezed out and picked a lot in the stone lock space.

    Of course, he didn¡¯t pick more chrysanthemums, leaving more wild chrysanthemums for the local bees.

    Now is the last abundant season for local honey. Wild chrysanthemums are relatively late flowers. After picking this crop, local bees have almost begun to rest and prepare for the winter.

    At this moment, it rang again.

    Liu Junhao originally thought he was the one asking about advertising, but when he saw good sales, it was Huo Jun who called.  The other party said that he wanted him to help get a few kilograms of wolfberry seeds, and the price could be discussed.

    "Boss Huo, it's no problem to get a few kilograms of wolfberry, but the key is that I have to take care of the child now and I can't get away." Liu Junhao complained in the room.

    ¡°Wild wolfberry is expensive, hundreds of yuan per pound,¡± Liu Junhao learned this when he first opened his online store.  He had also thought about it before, but after seeing the price of dry goods, he gave up the idea completely.

    Wild wolfberries, like wild chrysanthemums, are everywhere in rural areas and beside ditches.  A wolfberry is no more than the size of a soybean, so picking it is too laborious. People with quick hands and feet can pick a few kilograms a day at most. After drying, it may not even reach a kilogram.  Liu Junhao really can't see it now that he has been working so hard for so long to earn more than a hundred yuan, which is only the price of a few kilograms of eel.  Besides, he really doesn't have that, and now everything is dominated by the two little guys.

    "Just do me a favor, I'm in urgent need here." Huo Jun established friendship there.  In fact, it¡¯s not that he can¡¯t harvest wild wolfberries elsewhere. The key is that he is worried about buying cultivated wolfberries with pesticide residues.  Huo Jun has dealt with Liu Junhao many times. He is an honest person and will not cheat.

    "That's it" Hearing what the other party said was serious, Liu Junhao couldn't refuse, "I'll find someone to make it for you, and I'll make sure it's wild."

    "Thank you, thank you." After Huo Jun expressed his gratitude, he talked about the second thing, and there is another thing. The few sorghum pots you bought for me last time have been sold out, and I still have people who want them.  Get me some more.  "

    "It's really sold out, Boss Huo, didn't you say that no one wants this kind of old-fashioned stuff?" Don't skip the words.  Liu Junhao suddenly became happy when he heard the news.

    Regarding the shooting of sorghum pots, Liu Junhao once wandered around on the Internet and saw someone sending a message to complain.  He said he wanted to buy a traditional sorghum pot pat, but he traveled half the city and couldn't find it, so he asked him if he could make it.

    Liu Junhao didn¡¯t think so and refused directly.  However, after Zhang Qian heard about it, she became interested, and went back to discuss it with her. She felt that making sorghum pot patties was a good skill, and she could ask Aunt Six to make more of them and sell them.

    When she first came to Liujiagou, she lived in Sixth Auntzi's house, which was half of her natal family, so Zhang Qian was very concerned about the affairs of Sixth Auntzi's house.  If there was something to make money that she couldn't do at home, the first thing she thought of was Aunt Six. She even did a research on the Internet later about taking photos of sorghum pots.

    Liu Junhao also thinks this is reliable, but he doesn¡¯t know whether Aunt Six is ??willing.  Because making sorghum pot patties is labor-intensive, few people in rural areas do it now.

    First, prepare sorghum trusses of even thickness, and then use needles and white cotton thread to thread the sorghum trusses one by one. During this process, the sorghum trusses must be arranged densely, and finally, according to your own needs, put them in place.  The sorghum stilts are trimmed into a round shapeThat's it, it will be strong and durable after doing this. Use it to steam steamed buns, and it will still have a faint grass fragrance.

    ¡°Then Zhang Qian told Aunt Six about it, and she was dubious and bought a few of them, but they actually sold them.  In the past year, Aunt Six's house has sold a lot of pots and pans.

    Seeing that this business was not good, Zhang Qian had her thoughts again.  He said that Aunt Six should not just stay in front of her house to do business, but should go out.

    Then she asked Aunt Six to prick a few more, and told Huo Jun to give them to others when he came to Liujiagou so that he could help sell them.

    On Sunday, Zhang Qian was watching her children at home.  The weather was not good, so she simply pushed the eldest and the second child to play in the village.  Liu Junhao also followed and went to the village to ask Aunt Six to help pick some wolfberries, and by the way, he told her about Huo Jun's sorghum pot shooting.

    After hearing what he said, the Sixth Aunt became embarrassed for Xiao Hao. It was okay to pick wolfberries, but the sorghum pot could not be made because there was no material.  "

    The business was so good that it was also a worry. Aunt Six did not consider that so many tourists were interested in sorghum pot shooting. In addition, she did not have any spare land to plant sorghum on a large scale. As a result, she had used up all the sorghum pods she planted in the past few months.  .  Without raw materials, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

    "What should we do?" Zhang Qian was dumbfounded when she heard it, and then gave another suggestion, "It's too late to plant now. Next year, don't plant corn at your house. Plant all sorghum."

    Hearing this, Liu Junhao sweated first, and even said it was unreliable.  This is a typical example of a layman commanding an expert, and what he says makes people laugh out loud.

    "What's going on?" Zhang Qian suddenly became depressed when she saw Aunt Six shaking her head.

    "Have you ever calculated the cost? One piece of corn costs one pound, and one acre of corn can earn thousands of yuan. Sorghum costs one pound more. And the yield is extremely low, less than half that of corn. One acre of land can earn three to four hundred yuan.  Yuan is on the horizon. There are families in the village who grow sorghum, but the main reason is that some plots often accumulate water and other crops do not grow. Sorghum is resistant to waterlogging. No family will use good plots for planting."

    After listening to the analysis, Zhang Qian swallowed her tongue and did not dare to continue making suggestions.  Although she has lived in Liujiagou for several years and has personally worked in the fields, she is really not sure about the prices and yields of some agricultural products.

    "How about this, Aunt Six, you pick the wolfberries first and let the matter of sorghum pot shooting go. I will ask Huo Jun later if he wants to watch Ba Mao Zha's pot shooting." In desperation, Liu Junhao had to retreat.  Ask for times.

    "Can Ba ??Mao also make pot shots?" Zhang Qian became curious again.

    "Bamao can really be used to make pot shots, but the number of people using this is even rarer.  The reason is simple. Patchouli leaves have serrated teeth, so you can cut your hands if you're not careful. Normally, no one wants to touch them.

    After the matter was explained, Liu Junhao returned home.  I can't live without people in my yard, and maybe someone will buy eels later.

    In a rare moment of free time, Liu Junhao sat on a chair, took out a peach core from his pocket, put it in his mouth and blew nonsense.

    His voice was a little hoarse at first, but after he adjusted it a few times, his voice became high-pitched.  Listen carefully, it seems like a pheasant is croaking in the yard.

    After a while, the pheasants in the yard were attracted by the sound and surrounded them with squawking noises.

    He was boasting proudly, but Zhao Guangming's voice sounded at the door. What are you doing, cockfighting in broad daylight?  "

    "Here we come." Liu Junhao blew twice more before driving away the pheasants surrounding him.

    "What is that in your mouth?" Zhao Guangming asked curiously when he heard the pheasant's name.

    "You" Liu Junhao opened his mouth, and an earthy gray color fell on his palm.

    "This is a peach core?" Zhao Guangming came closer and took a look, then asked.

    Liu Junhao nodded. I went to Daliang Village a few days ago and Lao Liangtou taught me how to make a pheasant whistle.  "

    Ordinary people may think that the pheasant whistle is very complicated when they hear about it. In fact, it is very simple to make. You just need to choose a peach stone, then grind a round hole on both sides, and dig out the peach kernel inside, and you can make it successfully.

    Put the prepared pheasant whistle in your mouth and inhale slowly to make a pheasant-like cry.  However, this is simple to do, but not so easy to use. You must be familiar with the crowing of pheasants, and then practice it repeatedly in your mouth, so that the sound will sound like a pheasant.  Liu Junhao practiced for more than a month before reaching his current state.

    "This really attracts pheasants, I don't." Zhao Guangming looked at this simple peach stone, still a little dissatisfied.

    "Haha, didn't you see everything just now?" Liu Junhao put the pheasant whistle in his mouth and blew it, and the pheasants in the yard immediately flew away.

    Within two minutes, a large crowd gathered around him.

    "Your pheasants don't count, it's a conditioned reflex. I can also call them" Zhao ?He still didn't know, and then he made a sound of "chicken is enough" in his mouth.

    The pheasants that originally surrounded Liu Junhao turned around and ran to Zhao Guangming.

    "Khan, you are just asking for food." Liu Junhao said depressedly.  In fact, in rural areas, chickens are fed with this kind of shouting. The pheasants in the yard have been accustomed to hearing this sound since they were young. When they hear someone shouting, they naturally think that it is feeding.

    "It's a nice day today, why don't we go for a walk on the river beach and see if it works when we encounter real pheasants." (To be continued.

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