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Chapter 9 Bee Chrysalis and Puppies

After eating more than a dozen cages of small buns and drinking four or five bowls of raw roasted wolfberry leaves and pig mixed soup, Song Wencai barely felt half full.

Since his stomach was irritated, Song Wen himself didn't know what happened. His appetite suddenly increased a lot, his appetite increased greatly, and he tasted good. However, his mother Chen Xiuhui was quite happy with this change. He said that eating was a blessing, but he felt that he was almost a bucket of rice.

Above the ruins, people come and go, and there are stalls on both sides of the road, including selling clothes, toys, snacks, small furniture, flowers and trees, and seeds. There are many different kinds of hawking sounds one after another, making it very lively.

Song Hu stopped at a toy stall and bought a small ball that would shine and make a sound on the ground for his daughter to play with. Song Wen looked at it and wanted to buy a water gun for his nephew, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up. His little nephew was very naughty. If he got the water gun, he would definitely shoot everywhere. Then the house would be flooded.

After buying things, the two continued to stroll.

As he walked, Song Hu suddenly felt something was wrong. He glanced at Song Wen beside him, compared his head, and said strangely: "Awen, you seem to have become taller."

"Isn't it the same as before?" Song Wen said, looking at the stalls around him.

Being in the ruins, he felt an indescribable sense of intimacy, which is what we call a local flavor. This sense of intimacy with a local flavor is something that cannot be felt by the dazzling array of shops in the city like a steel jungle.

"Nothing is the same? You used to be as tall as me, but now you are a little taller than me."

"Yeah?"

Song Wen didn't believe it, so he came to him and competed, and it was really a little taller. In the past, he was as tall as Song Hu, 1.73 meters tall, but now he is probably 1.8 meters tall. Could it be that he has eaten too much and started to grow taller?

"I guess I've eaten more these days and started growing again."

Song Wen touched his chin and thought for a while, and felt that this was the only possibility.

Well..., he suddenly thought of a possible possibility, whether it was because of diarrhea in those days and after taking tonics, he grew taller. That is, his diarrhea in those days might be really the legendary haircutting and marrow cleaning. If so, the spring water in Ruyi Fan would be too outrageous.

After hearing his words, Song Hu's eyebrows twitched slightly and almost started scolding. If this were the case, he could grow taller. Why didn't he grow taller after eating three bowls of rice every meal? It's really you banana.

He didn't believe Song Wen in his heart and ignored him. He glanced around and suddenly saw an acquaintance in front of him, so he strode over.

"Brother Short, why are you selling things again?" Song Hu said to the acquaintance.

The short man is a bachelor who has no wife in the village next to them. He doesn't have a serious job. In addition to all kinds of vegetables, he likes to go up the mountain to hunt, catch snakes and dig honeycombs. He has a similar smell to Song Hu. The two of them have often harmed wild animals in the mountains. Because others are short and older, everyone has always called him Short man. Over time, everyone doesn't remember his name, but only remembers his nickname. Song Wen also went up the mountain to hunt with him when he was a child, and the two of them are familiar with each other.

"You are here, hey, isn't this Awen? You are here too. It's just right. The day before yesterday I heard Ah Hu say that you had diarrhea a while ago. Come and take a bottle of wasp wine to drink and replenish your body. There are also these bee pupas, which are also taken back to fry. They are very good. Now many people like to eat it." As he said that, the short man packed a bottle of wasp wine and some bee pupas in a bag and handed it to Song Wen.

Song Wen did not take over.

Nowadays, as long as the wild animals in the mountains are extremely expensive, like the seven-layer hornet nest he caught today, each hornet inside can be sold for one dollar, and a larger one is five dollars. If it is soaked into wine, each bottle will be at least thirty yuan. The white and tender bee pupa is very delicious when fried, and many people like to buy it, and the price is not expensive. Although the two have played together before, they don’t have such a deep friendship, so of course Song Wen doesn’t want it.

"Hold it, hold it, your dad gave him several bamboo shoots last time, but they were not valuable things, take them to take them."

The short man kept talking.

It was difficult to cure the spirit, so Song Wen had to put it away.

In short, the short man had a bit of friendship with his parents in his generation, and it is said that he had a little irrelevant relationship with his mother.

After chatting for a few more words, Song Wen and the others did not disturb him in business, so they continued to walk forward.

"Where did this guy catch the honeycomb? It's so big?"

Song Wen opened the bag and looked at it, and said.

The short man gave him a layer of honeycomb, which was big, and he broke it in half and put it in a bag. The white and tender bee pupa that fell out of the honeycomb and squirmed. In this case, the timid woman would probably feel dizzy when she saw it, otherwise she would not be able to eat for at least three days.

In fact, bee pupa is rich in protein and has very high nutritional value. It is slightly fried in oil pan and sprinkled with salt and pepper when eaten. The taste is really reminiscent.

"Where is the back of your bamboo forest? Where else can it be? The forests in front have almost cut bamboo plantings. Where can there be any honeycombs?"

"On the other side of Dajian Mountain? He is really not afraid of death. Can he go there casually?"

The mountain behind the Song Wen family's bamboo forest is Dajian Mountain. Behind the mountain is a large forest area, some of which are rarely visited and are prehistoric forests, with many snakes and insects, and it is said that tigers and bears appear, and if you are not careful, you will die.

"I can't go inside, what are you afraid of?" Song Hu didn't care about this.

"It's better to be careful, there are so many snakes over there."

"It's true that there are quite a lot. Once when I went up, I saw the snakes tangled together, which made people's scalp numb. You should be careful in the future."

"You should take care of yourself, I don't go up the mountain."

The two of them walked and said, and later they came to the place where poultry and livestock were sold.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw several stalls selling chickens and ducks. There were a lot of chickens and ducks inside, chattering and it was very lively.

Song Wen walked up to a stall selling chicken and duck seedlings, asked about the price, and bought some.

Chicken is a reed chicken and a black chicken. Reed chicken is the type of domestic chicken that we usually use. Black chicken is also a local black chicken. The skin and flesh are all black, but the appearance looks no different from a domestic chicken. It is just thinner, but it looks more energetic. It is said that the nutritional price is very high, but in fact it tastes similar. Song Wen has eaten it before. Duck is a mulberry duck. The mulberry duck fed by farmers in the countryside is earth-shaking. It bites people if you don’t like it. It grows very large, and some of them are more than ten kilograms.

The chicken and duck seedlings they bought were packed in two small bamboo cages, Song Wen carried one in one hand, while Song Hu was holding bee pupa and wasp wine.

Holding the things, the two continued to browse the market. Suddenly, they saw a dog seller next to them. It was nothing strange for the dog seller. What was strange was that the man sold a puppy that had not yet opened his eyes.

Song Hu walked over and looked at it for a while, then said to the dog seller in a muffled voice: "Boss, you are too immoral. You took it out and sold it before you opened your eyes. Can you survive?"

When a dog is young, it is most taboo to touch the hand of a stranger. If you are not careful, you will die, let alone a puppy that is not open. Moreover, without the dog's milk, the puppy will not be able to raise it. Under the immunity, it will die sooner or later, so Song Hu said so.

When the boss heard this, his face changed, his skin twitched slightly, and he seemed to be angry.

After a while, he spoke and said with a sad expression: "Do you think I want it? That bitch died of dysfunction. If I don't sell it, why should I stay at home? If someone buys it back, maybe I can still support it. If I keep it in my hands, I will die sooner or later."

When Song Hu heard this, he curled his lips and felt 100% unbelievable. These dog sellers can't do anything to make money, so they don't care about these dog lives.

Song Wen squatted next to the cardboard box containing the puppy. He looked at the puppy crawling around the cardboard box and felt very cute. After looking at it, he found that one of them was very large and more than twice as big as the other puppy. He was surprised and asked, "Boss, is this puppy a litter?"

"No, it's just that this guy is too big, so the bitch will die of dying from labor, otherwise I won't have to sell it out. Do you want it? If you want it, you'll be cheaper. One is forty, how about it?"

Seeing that Song Wen had a tendency to buy, the dog seller quickly said.

"Awen, you don't really want to buy it and raise it, you can't keep a puppy that doesn't open your eyes." Song Hu reminded next to him.

"It's okay, look at this puppy is quite cute. Take it back and raise it, maybe it can be raised."

"You are wasting money." Song Hu said angrily when he saw his head was so unconscious.

But no matter what he did, the dog seller saw that Song Wen wanted to buy a dog, he asked diligently: "How many you want? If you buy them all, I will count you thirty yuan."

Song Wen glanced at the dog seller angrily and said, "What do I want so many? This one is the big one. Do you have a box? Please help me load it."

"No, it's just a puppy, just hold it, what are you pretending to be?"

Without any help, Song Wen had to hand over a chicken cage in his hand to Song Hu to take, tied the clothes himself, stuffed the puppy into the clothes, and hugged them with his hands.

The puppy felt warm or had milky smell on his body, but his head rubbed against his chest and even stuck out his tongue and licked it.

When Song Wen saw it, he was stunned.

You banana guava, do you think I am your nanny?

He quickly pulled the puppy who was about to put his mouth over to suck the breasts, ran away quickly to buy a chicken cage, and asked the dog seller for a piece of rag, put it in the cage, and put the puppy in it, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Didn't this guy see that he is also a male? He can suck it. You xxoo.
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