Chapter 606 Crossing the River with a Reed
Hearing this, Zhang An was not in a hurry, but the old god said to Zhang Yuting and others: "I am a layman after all, so you should set the price. After all, you guys It’s professional. It doesn’t have to be too high anyway, as long as it’s suitable.”
Although he is a seller, Zhang An is not busy selling golden roosters here.
Anyway, for their family, it was just a golden rooster. Whether it could be sold or not did not have much impact, so he kicked the ball back directly.
“Although this thing is good-looking, it is not as good as your big rooster, so we can give you half the appearance at most.”
Seeing Zhang An’s appearance, Zhang Yuting and others also knew that it was not easy to fool them, so after thinking about it for a while, they spoke seriously.
“Of course, then it belongs to you.”
For Zhang An, such a price is already very high and completely beyond his expectation.
Although many people liked golden roosters before, no matter how willing they were, they could only sell them for one or two hundred yuan at most.
Meeting Zhang Yuting and others this time was like meeting a few taken advantage of.
However, Zhang An didn't look too proud on his face. Although this was already a sky-high price in the eyes of others, he didn't think so.
For people like Zhang Yuting, this amount of money is really a drop in the bucket, because if they take it back, they will definitely earn much more than this.
Although Zhang An was not involved in cockfighting or chicken exhibition, later generations also heard about it.
In their circle, a relatively outstanding fighting cock is worth at least several thousand or even tens of thousands.
After all, no one like them who plays chicken is not rich, otherwise they would not be able to enter such a circle.
"Thank you, little brother. By the way, I still don't know what to call you?"
After seeing Zhang An agree, Zhang Yuting and others showed a look of satisfaction on their faces.
And looking at Zhang An’s indifferent expression, they didn’t feel that they had given too much.
After all, although they have money, if the seller acts like he or she has made a lot of money in front of them, wouldn’t that mean that they are very unprofessional.
"Haha, my name is Zhang An, and when it comes to Brother Zhang, you are still the same as me."
Zhang An laughed, and then introduced himself. After all, people like Zhang Yuting were in the cockfighting club, and they raised so many chickens at home. There was no telling whether they would have contact with each other in the future.
“That’s true, little brother Zhang An, we really like that big rooster of yours. Since you are reluctant to part with it, we will not take away others’ love. If you are willing to take action at any time, please be sure to contact us. In addition, if we have the opportunity, I also hope that Brother Zhang An can come to our place to have a look.”
Although he did not buy the amazing red rooster, Zhang Yuting was not too disappointed. , instead he extended a warm invitation to Zhang An.
Although their club has a high threshold, he feels that people like Zhang An are worth it.
After all, it is not possible for ordinary people to raise such an outstanding rooster and tame it to that extent.
"It's easy to talk about. If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely go and have a look."
Even if he has no idea of going to go now, Zhang An did not refuse, because in the future, No one can tell clearly.
And when they invited me for the first time when they met, it was completely because they thought highly of themselves.
After Zhang Yuting took out a thousand yuan and handed it to Zhang An, he said goodbye.
Zhang An originally wanted to find a chicken coop for them to hold the golden rooster. After all, they spent so much money to buy a chicken for themselves, so it was unreasonable not to prepare a chicken coop for them. .
But Zhang Yuting refused, saying that they had it themselves. People like them who often go around looking for top-quality chickens must not be short of these things, so Zhang An did not force it.
A few people were leaving, but Zhang An had no intention of keeping guests, so he sent them out of the house with a smile.
"Hi, Zhang An, who are these people?"
After they were sent away, Zhang An just turned around to go home when he heard someone calling him.
Looking back, I found that the person calling me was Wang Hua, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time.
"Hey, the big photographers are here. I haven't seen them for a while. They are customers who come to buy chickens."
Although Wang Hua rents a house in Dongli Yard He bought the house and seemed to be doing it in a lively and impressive manner, but this guy often traveled back and forth between the city and the countryside, so it was really hard to see him at ordinary times.
"It didn't take long. I'm here right now. By the way, these two are my guests this morning. They came here specially to go on location and see your home. The flowers on the wall are blooming very beautifully. I want to go in and take a set of photos.”
Wang Hua chatted briefly with Zhang An, then pointed to the honeysuckle blooming all over the wall and introduced it to Zhang An. There are two pretty girls behind him.
Now the honeysuckle in Zhang An’s family has completely taken root here under the daily watering of space spring water.
And the vitality is even more lush than before in the mountains. In such a short time, the entire wall has been covered.
Moreover, a lot of people have climbed out of the high wall, and there is a strong tendency that they will be covered with them.
It is now early October, which is the last flowering period of honeysuckle this year. With the nourishment of the space spring water, the golden and silver yellow and white flowers are more attractive than the normal honeysuckle. They can only crawl out from the wall. That small stubble is already pleasing to the eye.
If the wall is like this, then what kind of scenery is inside the wall that is already full of flowers? It must be a very beautiful background.
That’s why the two women who asked Wang Hua to help with the location shooting made this request.
Wang Hua naturally agreed to this. If it were another family, he might have had to talk a lot, but for Zhang An's family, it wouldn't be a problem.
However, he did not take anyone directly into the yard, because he knew that there were many big and vicious dogs in Zhang An's yard.
If you enter rashly, you will probably be scared to death.
"Hey, I thought it was something, just go and take pictures."
Zhang An readily agreed, and then led a few people into the yard.
Sure enough, as soon as they entered the yard, the two little girls were frightened by the big dogs in the yard.
"Haha, don't be afraid. Their dogs look quite scary, but as long as you don't do anything threatening, they are quite well-behaved."
In Zhang An When he drove Xiaohu and the others back into the circle, Wang Hua was already smiling and appeasing his two patrons.
“I have to say that you came just in time. If it had been a few nights later, I might have picked these flowers.”
After driving away the tiger cubs, Zhang Ancai brought some flowers from home. A stool.
“Ah, so many flowers have to be picked off? Wouldn’t that be a pity, and it would take a lot of effort.”
The two little girls obviously didn’t know honeysuckle, I just thought they looked good, so when I heard Zhang An said he wanted to take them off, I immediately felt very regretful.
“In fact, there is nothing to regret. This flower is called honeysuckle, which is a traditional Chinese medicinal material. It can also be used to drink water instead of tea, which can reduce fire.”
Seeing that even Wang Hua was not clear about it, Zhang An smiled and explained it to a few people in detail.
"I see. When you finish picking it, you have to share some with me." After Wang Hua heard this, he immediately asked Zhang An for some.
He often stayed up late working on movies, and sometimes he was so angry that he couldn't sleep, so he wanted to get some to try.
"Of course. When I pick them, dry them and prepare them, you can come and get them."
Now the honeysuckle has bloomed all over the wall. I don't want to take them all off, just pick them. You can gain a lot from most of them.
Soon, Wang Hua turned on the camera and asked the two girls how to move and change positions.
Although Zhang An was speechless, he still followed Wang Hua and studied.
After all, I have a camera at home, and there are still many places I can use it in the future.
"Okay Zhang An, the photo has been taken, we will leave first."
More than half an hour later, the set of photos was completed, and Wang Hua followed Zhang An Ann offered to take her leave.
“It’s getting late, let’s wait until we finish eating before leaving.”
It was almost noon, and even though Wang Hua brought two strangers with him, Zhang An still opened his mouth to invite guests as a habit.
"Don't worry about it. We have to go to several other places. We have to hurry up, otherwise we may not be able to finish shooting today."
Wang Hua shook his head and smiled. He then refused Zhang An's offer to stay.
Hearing this, Zhang An understood instantly. No wonder Wang Hua only brought the two of them today, and they also responded to requests. According to this arrangement, these two are probably Wang Hua's biggest patrons, so he also No more retention.
In the following time, Zhang An picked up the basket and went to the vegetable field to chop down a basket full of cabbages.
If it were just a family meal, they would definitely not be able to eat so much. Zhang An brought these back to feed the rabbits.
If you want to say what the rabbits raised by Zhang An’s family like to eat most, apart from the grass in the space, it has to be the Chinese cabbage grown by their family.
In the past, he restricted the breeding of rabbits at home, so the food was slightly poorer and he only fed some grass.
But now that the rabbit at home has been re-employed, the food aspect has to keep up.
The current crop of cabbage in their field was planted by Wang Fang three months ago. It has grown very big and has many leaves.
After Zhang An carried it back, he broke off the mud-soaked leaves from the cabbages and put them aside.
The intestines of rabbits are not very good. This kind of food is not suitable for feeding them, and it cannot be cleaned, otherwise the rabbit will easily have diarrhea after eating.
So Zhang An broke off the outer pieces, leaving only the clean parts inside, and fed them directly later.
As for the broken pieces outside, they will not be wasted. They can be chopped into pieces and fed to chickens and ducks. After all, they can eat even gravel and sand. Their stomachs are much better than rabbits. .
"Xiao An, it's time to eat, go get Qiqi back."
Near noon, Wang Fang in the kitchen said something to Zhang An.
The little guy got up in the morning and was taken out to play by his uncle Zhang Bin.
For Wang Fang, no one can eat less at home, but her precious grandson cannot be missing.
Hearing this, Zhang An called Xiao Hu out and then went out to find the little ancestor.
If he were to look for it by himself, he would have to look here and there, and it would take too much time.
If you take the little tiger out, the little tiger can quickly find where the little master is.
Sure enough, not long after he went out, Xiaohu, an old dog, quickly smelled the scent of his little master and led Zhang An towards the river.
After arriving at the river, Zhang An had already seen Zhang Bin, Zhang Xing, Zhang Tie and Yan Zi.
And Xiao Siqi stood among them, holding a small spicy dog in his left hand and Xiao Dangjia crispy noodles in his right hand, eating very deliciously.
That’s not all, Zhang Bin also held two bottles of Jinwei in his hand.
Among a group of children in the village, he was treated like a prince.
On the pier today, everything is still parked and not rented out.
Because there is a program for everyone in the big river now. There are many people standing on both sides of the river and on the bridge.
On the broad river, several thick bamboos were floating, and on each bamboo was a woman from Changqing Village.
Each of them holds a small and slender bamboo pole in their hands. They step on the thick bamboo under their feet. Their legs are spread apart in a herringbone shape. They stand steadily on the bamboo, very rhythmically. He used the bamboo pole in his hand to slide left and right and float in the river.
Yes, this is the folk skill of Duzhu Piao in northern Guizhou, which is also the one-reed crossing the river written in martial arts novels.
In this area, wherever there is a river, there are people who are good at this skill, but they are usually from ethnic minorities.
Zhang An didn’t know about other places, but in Changqing Village, most of the people who knew this stuff were the Miao and Buyi villagers from Xiazhai.
Zhang An doesn’t know how to do it anyway, because this thing requires mastering body balance and you have to start practicing it from a young age.
Actually, it doesn’t mean that they can’t practice, but many people feel that it is useless to learn this thing, and it is better to help out in the fields.
Only the minority villagers regard this as something that needs to be passed down, and require their children to learn it from an early age.
Zhang An was also standing on the shore watching at this moment. Several Miao women from the village skillfully floated the bamboo poles under their feet from the pier to the lotus pond downstream, making various moves along the way. Among them, the independence of the golden rooster is the most amazing, and the spectators on the shore are applauded.
In previous years, this Duzhu Drifting was usually only carried out on the two festivals of March 3rd or June 6th.
But now that it has appeared, Zhang An can only say that the old village chief Zhang Jianwen has worked hard for this National Day.
But judging from the reactions of others, this effort was not in vain, but quite worthwhile.
Just after the first round of floating, there were still many people preparing on the edge of the pier. It seemed that there were quite a few people prepared.
But Zhang An did not continue to watch it, because he could see it almost every year when he was a child, and unlike others, he found it fresh.
“Let’s go, it’s time to go home for dinner, Binzi, you guys also come and have dinner with me.”
After watching the first round, Zhang An came to his son and put the little guy Put it on your shoulder.
"Brother, you go and eat first. We will go home and eat after we finish watching."
Zhang Bin smiled and declined Zhang An. They were still at an age where they liked to watch the excitement.
(End of this chapter)