Farewell to all the warm-hearted uncles and aunts, I took Grandpa Xu back home and wiped my sweat deeply.

The old man was happy: "Did I scare you?"

 “It’s okay, it’s okay…” It’s just so enthusiastic that it’s overwhelming.

“There are not many households in our village, less than fifty in total, and we are no different from relatives after living together for a long time. Although we sometimes quarrel over trivial matters, when it comes to big things, we are still very united..."

On the way home, Xu Yin listened carefully to her grandfather's words and got a general understanding of the villagers of Qingzhu Village.

 …

 The newly built bamboo chicken coop in the valley has welcomed its first tenants—three-month-old tender chickens.

When they were raised in the villagers' homes, they would run around all day long. When they came to the valley, they were not shy or afraid at all. As soon as they got out of the cage, they would flap their wings and go looking for food.

　　The alfalfa that had just been sown not long ago had not yet sprouted, so Xu Yin mixed them a wheat bran chicken feed without any additives. After feeding them, they let them run wild all over the mountains and fields. There are a lot of insects and grass seeds in the moso bamboo forest, and there is nothing to eat.

I let them out of the chicken coop every morning and drive them back to the chicken coop in the evening. Unless it rains, they are allowed to run around with flapping wings at other times. There are a few light-bodied little hens that even fly to the bamboo branches and coo. Shouting and singing folk songs.

Xu Yin always suspected that it wanted to be a bird that could sing and fly well.

The stonemason who came to help Xu Yin pave the mountain road said: "The chickens raised in this way will be delicious! You raise so many chickens at home, are you planning to sell them? I will buy one after the Chinese New Year."

Xu Yin is happy: Bamboo Forest Chicken business gets√

However, there are already a lot of verbal orders, and with only so many chickens, there is little follow-up.

 So, it’s time to put the egg hatching plan on the agenda.

Xu Yin followed the instructions and opened the electric egg incubator.

 Hatching eggs are placed neatly into the egg hatching box one by one.

“That’s it? Don’t worry about it? What’s going in is an egg, and what’s coming out is a chick?” Grandpa Xu thought this was amazing.

Xu Yin was amused by her grandfather's imagination: "No, people still need to turn it every day, and the water in the water tank must be added in time, and the bad guys must be picked out in time... This automatic only refers to temperature, humidity and light. The equipment will Take control of yourself.”

"oh…"

Hearing his granddaughter’s explanation, Grandpa Xu no longer felt it was magical and went back to making flower baskets. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind his granddaughter: “Didn’t you say you were going to open an online store? Is it open?”

Xu Yin slapped her forehead and forgot about it.

 The newly purchased computer is still in the bag.

 When the egg incubator started to work, she took out her computer. After turning it on, she got used to it for a while, then logged into Taomaimai.com, followed the steps to open a store, and registered step by step.

She plans to register two online stores—

 “Countryside Green Bamboo” specializes in selling high-quality bambooware;

 “Zhuxiang Renjia Souvenir Shop” sells local agricultural products.

However, to register a souvenir shop, you still need to upload a food business license, and registration is not available yet.

Xu Yin opened the "Countryside Green Bamboo" first.

 The background images and theme images of the online store are photos of bamboo forests and valley scenery taken by Xu Yin herself. She doesn’t even need a P-picture. A photo is a landscape blockbuster and can be uploaded directly to set up.

 On the contrary, when I released the product, I found that the only one that could be considered high-quality was a handicraft flower basket that Grandpa Xu had completed in the past two days.

 There is only one pitiful item in the whole store, and it is unpainted and original.

 Xu Yin raised her forehead.

 But not a single product is released, it’s like a zombie store. Forget it, let’s do this for now!

After finishing these tasks, she went to look at the hatching eggs and turned them over one by one. When the sun sets in the west, I go up the mountain and drive the chickens that have been freed back to the chicken coop.

Go to the hospital every two or three days to give your parents some nourishing soup and water.

Even if Father Xu can’t drink, doesn’t there still be Mother Xu?

It is very hard to stay overnight in the hospital. Xu Yin mixed some Lingxu Sect mountain spring water into the nutritional soup, which can improve immunity and energy.

Ten days later, she received a call from the office hall saying that she could get the license.

 Xu Yin happened to come out of the hospital and rode to the office hall to get the freshly issued license.

 When I got home, I opened the "Zhuxiang Renjia Souvenir Shop".

 The products currently released are dried bamboo shoots, dried bamboo shoots, and wild bamboo fungus that are available at home. She weighs them and puts them into sealed bags. She lays a fresh-colored plaid tablecloth underneath, takes photos, and uploads them for publication.

"Yin Yin, what do you think of the little panda I made?" Grandpa Xu looked at the picture album and intertwined unpeeled green strips to make a panda chewing bamboo, and showed it to his granddaughter at the treasure display. .

This is the first time he has woven bambooware with patterns.

Xu Yin found it interesting. After setting up the two online stores, she and Grandpa Xu concentrated on thinking about the fancy weaving methods of bamboo utensils.

 She also knitted the bottom of a flower basket herself.

Grandpa Xu praised her for her good understanding and ability to teach her. She looked left and right and thought it was pretty good. She turned on the "scene simulation" function with great pleasure, hoping that the system would give her a score.



　　　…”

 This is the worst score she has ever received, right?

How could Xu·Zheng S Xiaoxue·Xueba·Yin be willing to let such a low score always be around? Just looking at it makes my heart hurt!

So she started "scene simulation", editing and dismantling it again, editing it again and dismantling it, disassembling it and editing it again...

I kept making up until Xu's mother called: "Yinyin, your dad will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow! The doctor came to check the ward today and said he can go home. Just come for regular check-ups."

The scene simulation interface finally popped up with a big "S", proving that the flower basket she made has reached a high-quality level. It's really not easy!

"Okay! I'll pick you up from the hospital early tomorrow."

"It doesn't have to be very early. Your dad has the last bottle of injections to be hung up in the morning. After finishing the hanging, he will go through the discharge procedures. It's already noon. Just take your time."

 “Okay, I’ve got the count.”

Xu Yin hung up the phone, put down the exquisite flower basket that gave her a sense of accomplishment, opened the mobile app, and booked a pick-up car.

 The next morning, I went to the hospital to pick up my parents.

 …

“Is this store fake? It’s been a few days since I placed the order, why hasn’t it been shipped yet?”

Lu You is a southern girl working in the north. She accidentally came across this newly opened "Zhuxiang Renjia Souvenir Shop". The registered address was in the same city as her hometown, but it was in Qingshan Town, Wenpu County. She His home is in Muxuan Town, Beiyuan County.

This is almost the same as meeting an old friend in a foreign country.

Moreover, she had heard that Qingshan Town, Wenpu County, was indeed a place rich in moso bamboo.

Moso bamboo means more bamboo shoots, so it is not surprising to have dried bamboo shoots and dried bamboo shoots.

 As for the wild bamboo fungus...what do you say about this thing? There are too many artificially cultivated products, and there are always businesses passing off artificially cultivated products as wild products.

There seems to be little difference between the two, but they taste like heaven and earth.

 But what if it’s really wild? If you don’t buy it, wouldn’t you be missing out?