Chapter 8 Tea-flavored Beef Soup



Zhao Xiaoyang came out of his uncle's house riding a small electric scooter.

He's going to town.

The village market was already past its prime, so there wasn't much to buy.

He bought some meat dishes at the big supermarket in town.

Chicken wings, chicken legs, etc., plus some beef bones.

As for vegetables, I picked a few that are not common in the village.

It's common. To be honest, Zhao Xiaoyang doesn't even need to do anything, and he doesn't even need his uncle to send it. Ahua and Xiaobao can do it.

Of course, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and the like are also essential

After loading the car full, Zhao Xiaoyang drove back slowly.

After passing an intersection, he suddenly released the accelerator and stopped the car on the side of the road.

I saw an old man with a cigarette butt in his mouth, sitting next to an iron cage with his legs crossed, basking in the sun.

There are many puppies in the cage.

"Uncle, are you selling all these dogs?"

"Yeah, they're my own pups, 100 each, half selling, half giving away. I'm selling them cheap, otherwise I wouldn't be able to raise them."

The old man stood up and called out, "Take a look, pick one and I'll catch it for you!"

"Don't worry, they haven't had any shots, they're all good dogs!"

"Yes, sir, you are an honest man at first glance. I feel relieved."

Zhao Xiaoyang nodded and smiled.

This is not a dog market, so the ones selling things on the roadside are naturally the puppies of their own dogs.

However, what Zhao Xiaoyang was concerned about was that these puppies were not ordinary pastoral dogs, but looked a bit like mixed breeds.

Also, why does it look like the one being skewered is a big wolfhound?

Those sharp and serious little eyes are brighter than those of a Husky.

At this moment, the puppies seemed to notice that Zhao Xiaoyang was looking at them. Several of them immediately came over and started barking in baby voices.

Zhao Xiaoyang thought about it and felt that it was quite boring to be alone in the back mountain these two days.

In addition, he has always wanted to have a dog, but he didn't have the conditions when he was working in the city. Although his home now is not a villa, it is indeed a detached house, and it also has a mountain view.

That condition is definitely a luxury house on the top of the mountain.

It makes sense to keep a dog in such a "luxury house".

Zhao Xiaoyang took a quick look and saw the puppy in the cage trying to grab the half bun outside the cage, like a puppy that would not give up until it achieved its goal.

"Master, let's go with that one!"

"Hey boy, you have a good eye. That one is the most obedient!"

After taking the red old man's head, the old man's wrinkled face smiled, and he had the money for cigarettes for this month.

As for Zhao Xiaoyang, he touched the puppy's forehead and said with a smile: "Little guy, if you want to eat buns, I will call you bun from now on!"

"Woof woof!"

The puppy seemed to understand and called out a few times in a baby voice.

"Baozi, wait for me here, don't run around."

Back at the old house, Zhao Xiaoyang gave an order to Little Wolf.

The puppy tilted its head, not knowing whether it understood or not, but it sat down anyway.

Zhao Xiaoyang nodded with satisfaction. The little thing is quite smart.

He then went to pack up the things he had bought, but as soon as he turned around, the little wolf cub behind him brushed past and ran away.

"Hey? Oh my god, don't run!"

Zhao Xiaoyang hurriedly chased after him. If this little guy ran into the deep mountains, it would be difficult to find him.

In other words, it is a dead end.

But when he came out and saw it, Zhao Xiaoyang smiled.

It turned out that the little thing pounced on the withered petals of the tea tree.

You should know that the tea trees grown by the system, whether they are tea leaves or camellia, are very fragrant!

At this time, after Baozi smelled the fragrance of camellia, his ears stood up and his tail swung like an electric fan.

Then he jumped and turned and ran towards the cherry tree again.

Looking up, you can see green rice-like things appearing on the branches of the cherry tree.

There is a little milky white embellishment on the tender tip.

The cherry trees are getting closer to blooming.

The first tree still had 54 hours left to bloom, while the next five had 91 hours left.

Is the little thing's nose so sensitive that it can smell the scent right away?

Zhao Xiaoyang grinned, then picked up Baozi by the waist and put him behind the fence of the cherry orchard.

"Okay, just stay inside and don't run around."

As soon as he was put down, Baozi ran out and went straight to the seven or eight cherry trees that his grandfather had planted before.

These trees are very old. They were all grown by my grandfather himself from seeds.

The saplings were not purchased directly, which is unique in Nanshan Village.

For the old man, it's a hobby.

As for the large piece of wasteland behind the mountain, he contracted it but did not have time to cultivate it.

Since my grandfather passed away, no one has taken care of these cherry trees.

No fertilizer was applied and no pests were removed.

There are indeed seasonal fruits hanging on the trees now, but they look dull in color and the grains are not full.

It is estimated that when these fruits are in season in half a month, it will be difficult to sell them at a good price.

What's more, at first glance, the fruit grains are sparse and look like they lack nutrition.

The output will obviously not be much.

The cherry trees in Nanshan Village are somewhat famous in the surrounding area, and are known for their plump flesh and large yield.

Cherry trees over three years old can produce 7-8 catties of fruit, and the largest can even weigh over 10 catties.

But there are seven or eight cherry trees in front of me, and I estimate that it would be good if each tree can produce three to five kilograms of good fruit on average.

At this time, a few half-ripe fruits fell to the ground, probably from the wind and rain of the previous two days.

Baozi was not picky about food and started to eat it directly.

"Pooh!"

After taking a few bites, he spat out the food like a human.

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