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Chapter 42 Fishing

"The Taoist Master is having dinner at my house today, please prepare some food." Zhang Fangqing said to Zhou Ping who was about to carry the teapot home.

"You dared to speak early again. Otherwise, if you bring a liter of tofu in the morning, the Xingfu family may not even have tofu dregs now." Zhou Ping complained.

"Do you still have eggs at home? If not, go borrow some eggs," Zhang Fangqing said.

"Bye bye. Madam Fang Qing, don't listen to Fang Qing. I'm not here as a guest. I'm studying in elementary school these days. I'm here to do some work. Xing'er and I will hang out at your house and just eat whatever we want. I'm not

Mr. Cai, you insist on eating big fish and meat." said the old Taoist.

"Mother, this time is different. When the Taoist priest works here, he also gets work points. Secretary Maolin said that the work points will go to whose family distributes food to the Taoist priest. We can't treat the Taoist priest badly when he goes to our house to eat.

I'm a Taoist priest." Zhang Fangqing quickly explained the matter clearly.

Zhou Ping understood what Zhang Fangqing said and said, "If you want, I'll go back and get some food. I'll make sure you have something to eat when you come back."

Zhou Ping is a cheerful woman with a kind heart, but these days, no one has a surplus of food at home. If the old Taoist and his disciples eat rice at home every day, Zhou Ping will naturally not feel very comfortable. Now that she knows that Taoist priests can get work points when they go to work,

And the work points were credited to her family. Not only would her family not suffer any loss, but they would also make a profit, so she was naturally happy.

"This is how my mother-in-law's family likes to take advantage. Don't be surprised, Taoist priest." Zhang Fangqing was a little embarrassed.

"Fang Qing, you are a good mother-in-law. You have a kind heart, and it is good to be able to do this. You have two children at home, and it is not easy for you two to catch up on work points with four mouths." At such an old age, the old Taoist has never experienced anything.

What others are thinking cannot escape the eyes of the wise.

"Taoist Master, give me your hoe to use again?" Zhang Fangqing asked.

The old Taoist chuckled: "You do have a good sense. But if you want a hoe like this, I can't help it. I won't give it to you. But... we'll talk about it when we get back."

The old Taoist looked around and stopped again.

Zhang Fangqing understood, and a smile appeared on his face: "Taoist Priest, it's almost time to eat dinner anyway. Why don't you take a rest for a while, and I'll take care of the work here by myself."

"Okay, you can use it." The old Taoist couldn't resist Zhang Fangqing's plea.

Zhou Ping returned home and was about to borrow some eggs from her family. There was only one hen at home, and eggs were not everywhere. She had just saved a nest of eggs and hatched them for the hen. Now there is not a single egg left at home.

Next. Even the empty eggs without photos have been selected to satisfy the hunger of the two brothers Xilai and Xiqiu. However, it is common for neighbors to borrow things from each other if their homes are short. I have no salt at home today. It’s up to you.

Make a spoon at home. I will have no rice at home tomorrow. I will go to your home to measure a liter of rice. This is a daily routine for farmers. It is not easy for anyone in the family these days. But life is still going well.

As soon as I walked outside, I met Xilai and Xiaodao Zhang who were all covered in mud and water, followed by Zhang Xiqiu, a neatly dressed follower.

"Mom, my brother and the Taoist Master caught a lot of fish!" Zhang Xiqiu quickly ran to Zhou Ping's side.

"Really?" Zhou Ping walked over and took a look, haha! There were really a lot of fish, and the bamboo basket was almost full.

"There was originally a palm-sized crucian carp. When I started the steamer, I didn't pay attention and it rushed out. It might have got into the mud, but I couldn't touch it for a long time." Zhang Xilai regretted.

said.

The Taoist priest said: "Actually, it's easier to eat the small fish. It needs to be deep-fried with sesame oil. It's best to eat fried chili."

Zhou Ping thought about the little sesame oil at home. If she used it to fry fish, she would have to eat vegetables without oil for several days. Oil is a rare thing these days. When selling meat, she specially selects fat meat.

The thicker the meat, the better the sales. Because the fat meat can be used for frying. Just now I thought that I could save the need to borrow eggs from other people's houses. Now I think about it, it is better to borrow a few eggs from others, at least the oil can be saved.

Already.

How could a child know this? Xiqiu jumped up happily: "I want to eat fried fish lobsters, I want to eat fried fish lobsters!"

Zhou Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She touched her daughter's head with her hand, turned back to Xilai and said, "Xilai, please take the Taoist priest to change clothes. Don't catch a cold."

"Oh." Xilai handed the fish basket to her mother, put the bamboo basket in the sun to dry, and then took the Taoist priest to the room.

When he came out, the Taoist priest was wearing Xilai's underwear.

"Happy come!"

A sturdy kid came outside, about the same height as Xilai and Xiaodao. But he was much stronger, looked a bit silly, and spoke in a rough voice.

"Dalei, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Xilai came out and asked.

"You and the little Taoist went to catch fish?" Zhang Dalei, Zhang Xingfu's cub from Xianjiqiao Tofu Shop, didn't know whether he had eaten too much tofu or something. He was very stout and even talked like an adult.

"Yes. My family is eating fried fish lobster today. When we have dinner later, you can come to my house and have some." Zhang Xilai said.

"I won't eat your fish. I eat fried tofu every day. It's much better than fish larvae." Zhang Dalei said proudly.

"Zhang Xingfu will be willing to give you tofu, you think so. Eating tofu is just as good." Zhang Xilai looked disdainful. Zhang Xingfu is a famous stingy in the village. He makes tofu at home and is never willing to eat a piece of it.

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"There is really fried tofu this time." Zhang Dalei's momentum was like a deflated balloon.

"You eat your fried tofu, and we eat our fried fish." Zhang Xilai said.

"What's so delicious about the little fish? If you fry it, it won't have any meat at all. The Red Soldiers and the others caught two big herrings in the river yesterday. Each one weighs a few kilograms. That would be delicious." Zhang Dalei just wanted to give it to Zhang Xilai

Add to the blockage.

The Taoist Master immediately became interested when he heard this: "Can such a big fish be caught in the river?"

"There are many big fish in the river. Some people have caught fish weighing seven or eight pounds each. Unfortunately, we have no fishing rods and no hooks." Zhang Xilai was very frustrated.

"The fishhooks of the Red Soldiers were made by bending sewing needles from his home. It's very simple." Zhang Dalei said.

"How about we also get a fishhook and go fishing in the river?" the little Taoist suggested.

Zhang Xilai glanced at home: "I'm going to find my mother's sewing needle."

"Xilai, if you want to go fishing, can you ask me to come with you? If you take me there, I will steal a piece of fried tofu for you to eat." Zhang Dalei said.

"We don't know yet whether we are going or not." Xilai was not tempted by Zhang Dalei.

Xilai took Xiao Daochang into the house, and Da Lei could only go home angrily.


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