The pastoral life of the grass tribe chief

After preparing the honey, Lu Yao and the others went to dig up bamboo shoots to take with them to the three of them.

The sun could no longer reach the bottom of the mountain, but it could still shine on the mountainside and above.

None of Lu Yao and the other three wore sun hats, except for the little guy who wore a straw hat and carried a small hoe.

"How can we possibly eat all these bamboo shoots?"

The locals from western Guangdong were delighted to see the mountains covered in bamboo shoots.

Sons of the mountains have a special fondness for mountain products, especially those who have left their hometowns. The happiness they feel when they can eat the mountain products of their hometown is something that most people cannot understand.

"In the past, if we couldn't finish them, we could only pickle them to keep for ourselves. But now it's different. These mountain products are in high demand in the city."

Lu Yaodao.

Fengli County is inhabited by wealthy people, and most of them have moved there after buying houses in the surrounding towns. As a result, many people's farmland and forests in their hometowns have been abandoned.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance

They are used to a life of luxury, and when they pick up a hoe or sickle again, they feel an immense weight. They hesitate to venture into the mountains when they see weeds and thorns covering the ground. Even if their own bamboo groves are full of bamboo shoots, they would rather spend money to buy ready-made ones than go into the mountains to do it themselves.

What are we planning to plant on these mountains?

When the people of Bashu heard that Lu Yao had rented the entire mountain valley, they looked at him with new respect.

His family were large-scale growers of Chinese medicinal herbs in their hometown, and they knew all too well how difficult it was to rent mountain land in the countryside. It wasn't just about having money; personal connections often played a more significant role.

He also had a premonition that the shy young man in front of him would definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future, especially in the field of Chinese medicinal herbs, where he would bring about earth-shattering changes, and what he planted would be the trendsetter for the next few years or even the next decade.

If Lu Yao knew what he was thinking, he would be absolutely stunned.

Dude, you think too highly of me.

I'm just a farmer, only growing the things I like to eat. What earth-shattering changes can I bring about?

"Linzi, tell Uncle Qing what to plant on these mountains."

Lu Yao didn't say it directly, but instead asked the little guy to tell the Sichuanese man.

"Pomegranate flowers are planted on this mountain."

"This mountain is planted with wild rhododendrons."

"This mountain is planted with sour vine trees."

"Pineapples are grown on this mountain."

"This mountain is planted with..."

The little guy counted his fingers, and after he finished counting all ten, he simply sat down and started counting his toes.

Lu Jiming was both amused and exasperated; these were all foods he himself liked to eat.

"Awesome, Kras."

The locals from western Guangdong were also stunned.

Only the Sichuanese man got a black line on his forehead with every word the little guy spoke.

"Uncle Yao, is there anything else we haven't read?"

The little guy finished bending his little toes and looked up at Lu Yao seriously.

"No, Uncle Qing won't be able to remember it even if you read it too many times."

Lu Yaodao.

"Uncle Qing, Linzi can count to one hundred, but you can't even remember this? Did you not graduate from kindergarten?"

The little guy asked the Sichuanese man earnestly again.

Lu Yao, Lu Jiming, and their fellow villagers from Xiyue were all taken aback by his remark. They exchanged bewildered glances, then burst into laughter, laughing until their stomachs ached.

The Sichuanese man was so caught off guard by the sudden attack that he tripped over his own feet and almost fell flat on his face.

The little guy stood there looking at them with a puzzled expression, not understanding what they were laughing at.

The three of them looked at the little guy's confused and innocent eyes. They had finally managed to stop laughing, but then they broke down again and couldn't stop laughing.

Even the people from Sichuan and Chongqing couldn't help but laugh themselves to death.

Lu Yao dug up ten bamboo shoots.

Two sticks each for the Sichuanese and the Guangdongese.

Lu Jiming had four sticks, he had two, and his eldest sister and second brother each had one.

One of them is from Lu Jiming's family.

Lu Yao gave one to his elder brother's family, one to his nephew Lu Changsheng's family, and kept one for himself.

We had dinner at Lu Jiming's house.

Lu Jiming also invited Lu Chong, Lu Yang, and Dianzi to a dinner party.

Lu Yang came with his wife and children.

Children are more likely to eat when they have company.

The little one and the baby both ate with great enjoyment.

Before, my parents would urge me to eat; now I'm urging them to feed me.

Lu Yang also knew people from Sichuan and Chongqing and people from western Guangdong.

He had only seen the two of them twice at Lu Jiming's shop, but they were already as familiar as old friends.

Lu Jiming's parents also knew people from Sichuan and Guangdong, so they didn't feel awkward eating together; on the contrary, they had a great time.

How is your mother's condition?

Lü Guihua asked the man from Bashu.

"His condition has stabilized. Brother Yao is a great benefactor to my family."

The people of Sichuan and Chongqing are sincerely grateful to Lu Yao.

"It's good that things are stable. You can bring your mother here for a walk to relax in the future. It's quiet here, the air is fresh, the water is clean, there are many elderly people, and she'll have someone to talk to. It's a good place for the elderly to recuperate."

"If your mother likes to eat fruit, we have lychees, longans, mangoes, wampees, peaches, guavas, passion fruit, and raspberries available right away."

"The young people are all out, only the elderly and children are at home. They can't even finish all the fruit, so they eat whatever they want."

Lü Guihua said.

"I will definitely bring my mother here often when I have time."

The man from Sichuan knows that people in Guangdong are very hospitable, which is one of the reasons he likes to live in Guangdong.

"This place is known as a land of longevity, with hot springs and a slow pace of life, making it a great place to retire."

"With so much money, you could buy an apartment in this county town, making it convenient to visit here in the future."

The people of western Guangdong said to the people of Sichuan.

"Actually, I'd really like to rent a place here, and if possible, buy an old house to live in."

Bashu Laodao.

"Forget about it. We value our ancestral home more than our own lives."

"Furthermore, with increasingly strict policies on building houses, no one will sell their ancestral home."

"Actually, you could consider your cousin's suggestion. The environment in the county town isn't bad either, and it's more suitable for you to live in."

"Those who are not native to the countryside will not be used to living there. After ten days or half a month, once the novelty wears off, they will regret it."

Lu Yaodao.

I still stand by my own ideas.

"Brother Yao, please keep an eye out for me. If anyone wants to rent out a house long-term or sell an old house, please let me know."

"Or help me find out if you have any important investment projects here."

The man from Sichuan insisted.

"I have a feeling that the living facilities here will become more and more complete, and in the future, this place will definitely be the best choice for retirement."

Seeing everyone staring at him in disbelief, the man from Sichuan glanced at Lu Yao and said confidently.

Lu Jiming and his fellow Yue native looked at the man from Sichuan and Chongqing, both lost in thought.

The two men had known Bashu Lao for many years, and what they admired most about him was his talent, foresight, and courage.

Many investors were initially skeptical of the industries he invested in, but in the end, they all proved him right.

Neither of them knew where he saw hope, but that didn't stop them from believing in him.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out for you."

Lu Yao didn't know what he was thinking, but the request wasn't unreasonable, so he casually agreed.

Drinking tea after meals is a habit.

After drinking tea for about an hour, we sat in Wumutang for more than an hour. After our dinner was almost digested, we went to Shiquangou for barbecue and beer.

"It's my treat tonight."

Before leaving, Lu Jiming made his stance clear.

No one argued with him.

That's how people from southern Guangdong are; whoever invites the guests pays the bill.

I can't bear the embarrassment of having someone else pay for my meal.

Seeing his elder brother sweating profusely from his work, Lu Yao took over his duties and told him to go and rest at Wumutang.

Lu Jiming kept saying he wanted to drink, but when it came down to it, he wouldn't.

Everyone knew he was driving, so they teased him a bit and then let him go, letting him drink Wahaha with his son.

Lu Chong and the others had to go to work tomorrow, so they parted ways around 1 a.m.

Lu Yao caught four more grass carp and had Lu Jiming and the others take them out, one of which was for the little guy's maternal grandparents.