Wu Wujin stored the bullock carts in an alley that turned into the entrance of the market, where he set aside an old yard specifically to store the market's bullock carts, mule carts, or flatbed carts.
Then he went to the stall to help Song Qiu.
It was agreed that the rice dumplings would be delivered in the afternoon, which happened to be when everyone had had lunch, so as soon as Song Qiu arrived at the market, there were people waiting to get the rice dumplings.
"It's hot today, and it's really not as cool as in the early morning. If my daughter hadn't married far away, I would rather get rice dumplings tomorrow morning!" A woman wiped the sweat from her head. She came early and was at the head of the queue.
one.
As he said this, he saw that Song Qiu's hair was stuck to his forehead and he was even hotter than her. He couldn't help but laugh a few times and said, "Little girl, which village are you from? Why are you so far from the town?"
She worked hard to deliver the rice dumplings, and it was not easy for others to wait for the rice dumplings. Song Qiu smiled and said, "My family is from Songshan Village, which is far away from the town. These rice dumplings are troublesome. It takes two hours to cook, so
there's no way."
"It turns out that this is Songshan Village. It's a bit far away. It's just over there in Baishui Town, right? If it wasn't for our Panshi Town, let alone going to Baishui Town to go to the market, it would be much closer!" The woman was a talkative person.
I talked to Song Qiu for a long time.
He asked Song Qiu's age and where he was asking, making Song Qiu almost unable to resist.
Seeing that there were not many people waiting behind her, her ears were really tired from the buzzing in her mouth. Song Qiu hurriedly interrupted and said: "Auntie, I ordered a lot yesterday. While there are few people around now, I
I’ll give it to you first.”
The woman stopped talking without finishing her thoughts, thinking about taking the rice dumplings quickly and heading to her daughter's house, so she hurriedly said: "I didn't say much, just six big rice dumplings and two bunches of nine-zi rice dumplings. Here, the rest are
The money.”
As he said that, he counted fourteen big coins.
Song Qiu reached out to take it, found the corresponding number on the rag, asked the woman's name, matched the number, and drew a line.
Wu Jin here helped count the rice dumplings and gave them to the woman.
Song Qiu did not forget to remind people that they should eat the rice dumplings quickly when they are given to others. After they have cooled down, they can be warmed up, but they should not be kept for a long time. If they really want to be kept, they should be kept in the well.
After the woman left, many more people came one after another.
Song Qiu quickly read the names on the rag, matched the numbers one by one, collected the remaining money, and was still responsible for giving the rice dumplings on Wujin.
They were busy and orderly, and no one pushed around. Soon, all the rice dumplings reserved at the market were taken away, and there were no more left to sell. Song Qiu and Wujin quickly moved in the remaining ones and took the cattle.
When the car comes back, we go to Tongfang Pharmacy together.
After delivering the goods to Tongfang Pharmacy, you can go home quickly, otherwise it will be dark when you get home.
After passing by the bridge, Song Qiu quickly ran to the other side of the bridge and bought five meat buns. He gave three to Wu Wu and two to himself. He was on the way at noon and his stomach was still empty.
After finishing the meat buns, Tongfang Pharmacy also saw it.
Song Wenzhi had already been watching at the door. When he saw people coming, he was sweating profusely, so he was not in a hurry to look at the rice dumplings. Instead, he asked them to go in, sit in the compartment, and drink a cup of tea to quench their thirst.
Song Qiu was indeed thirsty. After drinking a cup of tea, he said: "Brother, the hundred big rice dumplings and the thirty nine-zi rice dumplings you ordered have been delivered to you. If you want to give them to others, please hurry up. No.
It’s been stored for a long time. If you really need to store it, it’s best to keep it chilled.”
She also said this after seeing that Tongfang Pharmacy was a large store and designated to use ice. It was better to put it on ice than to put it in a well.
Song Wenzhi nodded and gave Song Qiu the remaining three hundred coins, which was still a piece of broken silver, looking similar to the one in front of him.
Song Qiu looked at it and thought that the one last time had an extra ten cents. This one was probably about the same, so he said he would make up for it.
Song Wenzhi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Why don't you call me big brother? It's so hot to bring me rice dumplings. It's just a matter of a dozen people. No need to see anyone outside."
Zhou Wujin is also a good talker. Hearing this, he couldn't help but interject, "Not to mention, shopkeeper Song's surname is Song, and our Aqiu is also surnamed Song, so we are still from the same family!"
He often runs around town, so he naturally knows Song Wenzhi's name.
Song Wenzhi was surprised when he heard that this little girl was also named Song, "It turns out that we have the same surname and we are really from the same family. Then you are right to call me big brother!"
At first glance, he saw that this girl was kind-hearted, and she had the same surname. It would be nice to really recognize her as a god-sister, but it was not easy to talk about it in a hurry right now.
After all, recognizing your sister is no small matter.
So Song Wenzhi didn't mention anything else for the time being.
Song Qiu also hurriedly went home, chatted a few words with Song Wenzhixian, handed over the rice dumplings, and left quickly.
After spending more than half an hour in the town, when we left the town and returned to Songshan Village, the setting sun had already set on the edge of the Western Mountain.
It's still summer, it gets dark late, otherwise, it would already be dark.
When they got home, Lao Yuan and others, who had been busy at home all day, were about to wrap up the remaining 180 kilograms of glutinous rice dumplings. They were all so tired that they had backaches and could not even speak.
Song Qiu saw this and knew that this work was not easy, but she was also tired now and did not dare to rest, so she immediately started cooking rice dumplings.
There are so many rice dumplings. If we don’t start cooking them now, we won’t be able to set off at Yinshichu.
As for the others, Song Qiu thanked them, but he didn't have time to let them eat. After paying their wages, he just waited until he finished his work tomorrow before thanking them properly. After all, wages were wages, and he had helped them so much.
, but we can’t just let it go.
Song Qiu had already decided in his heart that he would treat them to a meal, but he would have to wait until after the Dragon Boat Festival.
Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and there will definitely be a lot of people at the Ping'an Gathering, so while Song Qiu was cooking rice dumplings, he was also discussing with Old Yuan, "At the beginning of Yinshi, I should go to town with Uncle Wujin, and I'll bring some for you and Lihua.
I went to Ping'an Market to sell rice dumplings. After I finished delivering the rice dumplings I had ordered, I immediately rushed to Ping'an Market. I could get there in half an hour by walking on a small road. I might just be able to catch up with the busy period. They would be sold out by then.
, let’s go to Songshan Temple to burn incense.”
Old Yuan listened and nodded, "I thought so too, so I told your grandma Deng this afternoon that if I ask for help from the Lihua Gang tomorrow, she will be fine."
Tomorrow's order for delivery to the town is about seven hundred large rice dumplings and about a hundred skewered nine-zi rice dumplings. These need to be cooked first.
And tomorrow I will go to Ping'an Market to sell some, so I can finish cooking them first. After all, you don't need to go to Ping'an Market so early. You can go to Ping'an Market an hour later, which is enough for cooking.
There were rice dumplings cooking in the pot and there was no room left, so the grandfather and grandson picked a few cucumbers to fill their stomachs.
Song Qiu was still worried that he wouldn't be able to cook enough, so he thought the Zhou family had cooked dinner, so he carried a basket full of rice dumplings to their house and borrowed the big stove to cook them together.
In this way, she, Lao Yuan and Zhang Lihua were all busy with one pot alone, and they worked all night.
At the beginning of Yinshi, the rice dumplings were cooked and sent to the town, and Wujin and Wujin went to the town together.
Lao Yuan and Zhang Lihua stayed at home and continued to cook the rice dumplings. They were almost done before heading to Ping'an Market.