59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

After two days, the rain water in the mountains had been dried up by the sun and the mountain road was suitable for climbing. Chen Feng then took Chen Hao, Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang up the mountain.

But even after waiting for two days, the mountain road was still a little soft.

"Brother, I don't see any mushrooms!"

Chen Hao walked and looked.

Chen Feng had actually discovered some traces of mushrooms a long time ago, but it was too late because they had already been picked.

People in the country don't mind the difficulty of mountain roads.

"It's okay, let's go down the mountain to the village."

"Why go to the village?" Chen Hao was a little confused. Didn't they say they would go up the mountain to pick mushrooms and then cook delicious mushroom soup in the evening?

Hu Bayi is still smart.

"Brother, do you want to buy mushrooms from the villagers?"

"Well, it's time to show off your money ability!" Chen Feng said calmly.

“Superpowers?”*2.

Chen Hao and Fatty Wang were confused and didn't understand what Chen Feng was saying!

Hu Bayi guessed that this "chao" should be a banknote.

Following the voices in his ears, Chen Feng headed towards a valley. After walking more than three miles, he saw a big valley with a mountain village in it.

The mountain village is not big, with only dozens of households.

The small village is backed by a mountain and located in a valley. A small stream flows down from the top of the valley, nourishing the terraced fields below the village.

A small stream passes through the village and forms a pond in front of the village entrance. The pond is also the village's irrigation water reserve source.

Water conservancy projects accompany farming and are imprinted in the blood of the Chinese people.

Chen Feng and his three companions walked along the mountain road and, from a high vantage point, had a clear view of the entire village.

"Let's go to the village entrance."

Under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, some old people were guarding the village and watching the children playing in the small square at the entrance of the village.

Seeing a stranger coming, the three old men stood up first, and one of them asked, "Young man, what can I do for you?"

"Uncle, I want to ask if you have any mushrooms. I want to exchange some for mushrooms to eat."

Chen Feng took out a Daqianmen cigarette and shared one when they met.

Fatty Wang quickly took out matches and lit them for the three elderly people.

"You want to exchange mushrooms, and you come to the mountains just for this thing?" An old man felt incredible.

What’s so delicious about mushrooms that it’s worth coming to the mountains?

"My grandpa wants to eat." Chen Feng brought the old man out again.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the old men couldn't help but nod their heads, and their eyes towards Chen Feng and the other four teenagers became very kind.

Filial piety is particularly important in the hearts of Chinese people, especially in the eyes of the older generation!

In this day and age, in some rural areas, if someone is unfilial to his parents, no one will report it even if he is beaten to death!

Those unfilial sons who live off their parents and do not support them are almost unseen in this era. They will be rebuked and alienated by everyone.

"That's easy. My grandson went up the mountain and picked up a lot of mushrooms. Come with me."

The old man who spoke first made the decision directly. It seemed that he had a high seniority or prestige in the village.

Chen Feng took a look at the children playing at the entrance of the village, and a handful of candies appeared in his hand, which he distributed to them one by one.

"Thank you, big brother!"

“Grandpa, it’s delicious!”

"Brother, come quickly, there is food here."

The elderly people present immediately became more friendly towards him.

Following the old man home, he took out a basket of mushrooms that were drying in the sun.

"Here's to you, young man."

"Send?" Chen Feng asked in surprise.

No way, is there still food being delivered these days?

It turns out, yes!

"Mushrooms in the mountains can be picked in a day. They are not worth much money and can be eaten in one meal. Keep them." The old man smiled faintly, his eyes were open-minded.

"Besides, it's definitely not as good as the candy you gave out in the square."

"You are so polite. We in Li Village cannot be stingy."

This old man is so straightforward!

It’s worth it that he gave away more than a dozen candies.

Having said that, Chen Feng was not willing to accept it for nothing.

He has always been like this: if someone respects me an inch, I will respect them a yard. If someone insults me, I will slap you ten times!

"Uncle, my grandfather won't let me take things for free, so this bottle of oil is for you."

He then took out a bottle of peanut oil from the space, but from the perspective of the people present, it seemed that he took it out from a backpack.

A bottle of oil means nothing to him, he just wants to feel good!

What does the mountain village lack the most?

If they don't need meat, they can go hunting; if they don't need grain, they can dig wild vegetables and find wild fruits to supplement their diet.

The most lacking thing is oil!

People in later generations are most afraid of thick oil. Now the whole of China is short of oil. Lack of oil means lack of fatty acids and high calories, which leads to fatigue and exhaustion, and is not conducive to work!

People in the city are reluctant to use oil, let alone people in the countryside.

The bottle Chen Feng uses to store oil is a glass wine bottle, not a soda bottle, so it has a larger capacity.

"That won't do. This bottle of oil is much more expensive than the mushrooms." The old man refused to accept it.

Hu Bayi and Wang Pangzi collected the mushrooms with a smile. Seeing that the old man wanted to return the bottle to Chen Feng, Chen Feng backed away repeatedly.

The two sides pushed and yielded for a long time.

"Uncle, please accept it. It is a kind of fate." Chen Feng said firmly.

The more kind the other party is, the more he doesn't want to take it back.

"Then wait a minute!"

The old man hesitated for a while, but finally accepted it and said to his daughter-in-law who was peeking at the side room door: "Go to your third uncle's house and take half of the mushrooms that the others gave him. Also, take this bottle of oil with you."

"Ah, Dad, give it all to the village canteen, or leave a little."

The young woman in the side room pleaded, "Leave some for your own use."

"Your third uncle will share it with everyone!" The old man was a little unhappy, but he couldn't scold his daughter-in-law in front of Chen Feng, so he had to explain.

The young woman had no choice but to leave.

Third uncle made mushroom soup in the cafeteria and shared it out, so naturally their family didn’t have much.

Chen Feng used to be a city dweller and he is still a city dweller now. He doesn’t have much contact with the countryside, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

If there are benefits, shall the whole village share them?

Uh, he thought of Zhoujiagou. It seemed that the old patriarch also handled it in the same way and liked to take the whole clan together.

Clans with a single surname like this have strong cohesion, and many widows and orphans receive support from the entire clan. They may not have enough to eat, but at least they will not starve to death.

"The woman is petty-minded and made a fool of herself for the young man."

"How could that be? Every family has its difficulties, and she is doing this for her family."

Fatty Wang asked curiously, "Uncle, it's just a bottle of oil, you want to share it with the whole village?"

The old man smiled and said, "Thanks to you, there is so much oil. I can't just keep it for myself."

As they were chatting, a young man came running over carrying a large wolf skin.

"Village Chief, my third uncle asked me to bring this to you."

When I opened it, it was full of mushrooms and even had water droplets on it. It was probably picked yesterday and had not had time to dry.

"Brother, how can you run so fast!"

Three more young men came running over breathlessly, also holding a winnowing basket filled with mushrooms.

Chen Feng smiled as they stepped forward one by one, took out candies from their pockets and shared them out.

"What is this?" asked curiously the oldest boy who was the first of the four teenagers to run over.

"Candy. It's edible and sweet." Chen Hao took one out of his bag and put it into his mouth.

The other teenagers followed suit.

The sweetness released by the sugar in their mouths instantly conquered these young men.

The village chief's daughter-in-law arrived last, but she had a bone in her hand.

"Is this the tiger bone collected by Uncle San?" the village chief asked in surprise.

The young woman nodded and said, "Dad, after hearing what I said, Third Uncle said that we can't take advantage of children."

Chen Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just wanted to have a good time, but he didn't expect that they were not willing to take advantage and instead started to talk about the rules.

If it were Yan Bugui, Jia Zhangshi and others, they would have swallowed it up in one gulp.

Why is the gap between people so big!