"If you can accept Lin Mo, you can definitely accept us!" Miao Shouzhen replied confidently.
"I spent the whole day learning from Sister Lin yesterday before I went back and made it myself. I guarantee it will taste exactly the same as Sister Lin's!"
“Hey, ours is too!” Miao Fenfa chimed in.
The village chief nodded, indicating initial satisfaction:
"Okay, actually we also buy rabbit meat jelly."
"Oh? Really? That's great! We keep rabbits at home!"
"Is it also 80 cents a pound?"
"Well, whatever you do, don't let the team know about this. Making money like this has to be done discreetly," the village chief had to remind them.
Miao Fenfa and Miao Shouzheng immediately understood and nodded repeatedly.
"I understand! I understand!"
If the person collecting the goods hadn't been the village chief, these small farmers wouldn't have dared to do such a thing.
...
In Jizui Mountain, the hemp ropes hanging from the trees for marking purposes are still not conspicuous enough.
If we happen to spot some brightly colored berries later, we should pick some and take them home. We'll boil some white cloth strips to dye them a bright color and use them as marker strips.
Or find an opportunity to go directly to the county town to buy some floral fabric, tear it into strips, and use it as a marker.
Otherwise, squinting and looking around like this is a waste of time.
"Found it."
Miao Qingsong spotted a hanging hemp rope first, then jogged over to it.
The grass covering the tunnel had been trampled into a mess.
He reached out and pushed aside the covering, and suddenly, two snow-white mounds appeared abruptly before his eyes.
"Wow! Brother Lin! We've got a swindler! And they're two snow-white ones!"
"Wow! Brother Lin! We've caught two gray golds in this pit too!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was overjoyed.
Camphor grass is indeed powerful.
If one pit has two holes, then a hundred pits would be two hundred.
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