Now that the heat of the rice dumplings has passed, there’s no need to worry about it anymore. Naturally, the mushrooms will continue to be picked up.
So early in the morning Zhang Lihua came to call Song Qiu with a backpack on her back.
Song Qiu was going to Ping'an Market, and he had to be busy preparing food all day long. He came out with a basket on his back and said, "I won't pick up mushrooms today. I'll go to Ping'an Market to buy some meat and vegetables. I'll tell you tonight."
I’ve decided to treat you two to dinner.”
Now, old Yuan will go to the two houses to invite you.
When Zhang Lihua heard that she was going to treat her to a meal, she nodded, came over and whispered, "It's your honor to help me make the rice dumplings. I'll also pay for the food. Ah Qiu, just take it from my money."
Song Qiu laughed: "Okay, let's buy two kilograms of meat, a few big bucks, whatever, you pay a share, keep your share, let's go to the town for a walk tomorrow, you give me the money
Money!”
Zhang Lihua grinned as she listened, looked back at her yard, then winked at Song Qiu and said, "Well, Ah Qiu, please remember to tell my grandma, I'm waiting to go to town with you to play."
Song Qiu nodded, "Okay, let's go to the mountain quickly. I have to go to the market, otherwise the market will be closed and I won't be able to buy meat."
The two of them walked out of the courtyard together, and then separated and went their separate ways.
Song Qiu went down the gentle slope and went straight to the outside of the village, taking the path to Ping'an Market.
Ping'an Market sells rice, grains, meat, and fish. It's about half the distance from the village than the town. Of course, it's more convenient to go to the market.
Otherwise, going to town and back would make you feel tired all day long.
We are going to invite two families to dinner today, a total of about ten people. Naturally, the food needs to be prepared carefully, and it cannot be done so quickly.
Song Qiu drew down the recipe in his mind, thinking about what to cook and what to buy later.
But the most important thing is to buy some seasonings first. It’s hard for a good woman to cook without rice, and it’s hard for a good chef to cook without seasonings.
She plans to show off her skills, but with only oil and salt, she always misses something.
So as soon as he arrived at Pingan Daji, Song Qiu entered the only grocery store in the Daji.
Naturally, the grocery stores in Daji are not as complete as those in the town, but they have everything that should be there. Song Qiutou saw at a glance the small steamers piled on one side, which should be used to steam steamed buns, steamed buns, etc., so they are not too small.
Yes, somewhat big.
But Song Qiu just needed a steamer, so he took one first, regardless of whether it was a bit bigger.
Then on the other side, there are soybean oil, sesame oil, rapeseed oil, salt, soy sauce, mature vinegar, and seasonings such as pepper, fennel, cinnamon and star anise, as well as less pure white sugar and small pieces of brown sugar. There is no excess.
Already.
But this is enough.
Song Qiu looked around, asked about the price, and finally settled on something, "It costs ten kilograms of soybean oil, two taels of sesame oil, two kilograms of salt, two kilograms of soy sauce, one kilogram of mature vinegar, five taels of pepper, and fennel and cinnamon."
One tael each of star anise and half a catty of brown sugar."
Rapeseed oil is a few cents per pound more expensive than soybean oil, so it’s better to buy soybean oil now.
Also, the ugly-looking white sugar was priceless. She couldn't afford it right now, and there was no need to buy it. Brown sugar was much cheaper, costing fifty cents a pound.
These things and a steamer basket total 275 yuan.
But she didn't bring anything to hold liquids such as oil and soy sauce, so she had to sell a few more gourds at the grocery store. Fortunately, they were not expensive. You could buy two small gourds for a penny.
It's just that the clay pot containing ten pounds of soybean oil is a little more expensive, costing three yuan a piece.
Song Qiu paid the bill and put everything on his back in the basket, which was suddenly heavy on his back.
The strange thing is that people usually don't use seasonings, but this cost nearly three hundred dollars, which I really can't afford.
As Song Qiu left the grocery store, he thought that he had to make money as soon as possible, otherwise, even buying a seasoning would be very painful.
After buying the seasonings, Song Qiu then went to buy ten kilograms of brown rice. There was only a few kilograms of rice left at home. Song Qiu still planned to cook a dry rice meal when entertaining others. With so many people, it would take several kilograms of rice.
In addition to buying rice, Song Qiu bought two kilograms of flour, thinking about the small fish in the ditch in front of his house, spending a total of sixty-six coins.
When I came out, I saw a small shop selling wine. I thought it would be impossible to invite people to dinner without wine, so I went in and bought two kilograms of wine.
As for the food, Song Qiu first went to the meat stall and bought three kilograms of meat, which cost a total of thirty-six cents. When he saw that no one was paying attention to the basket of large intestines hanging in the corner of the meat stall, Song Qiu couldn't help but sip a mouthful of saliva, what a fat intestine.
Her favorite.
"Uncle, how do you sell this large intestine?"
"This is worthless. If you want this cage, just pay ten cents." said the meat stall owner.
Song Qiu heard that it was only ten pennies, but there were at least ten kilograms here. It was quite a bargain, much cheaper than later generations, so he immediately paid ten pennies to buy it.
After buying these, Song Qiu walked around Daji and felt that there was nothing to buy. In addition, the backpack was full and he had things in his hands. It was too heavy, so he left Daji and went home.
Rushing back to the village, it was still early and the sun had just risen in the sky. Song Qiu put the things in the stove house, said something to Old Yuan who was having fun with Old Deng, and then picked up a small wooden bucket and an old dustpan.
Went to the small river ditch in front of the door.
Most of the current small rivers are where people wash their clothes. The water in the river going down the mountain is shallower, and you can easily fish out the stones at the bottom. There are also many small fish and crabs. They always play here.
water.
It's fun to catch the small fish and crabs in the river ditch, but if you really want to eat them, no one seems to know how to do them. The small fish have no meat, and the soup is very fishy.
But Song Qiu was about to laugh. Although it cost a lot of oil, this small fish is the most delicious when fried. The bones are all crunchy and crunchy. You can chew it and swallow it without spitting it out.
Today, she would have the luxury of frying these original fishes, which would be more delicious than what they fished in the creeks in the future.
Just waste gas. I just made a small amount of money. I think even if she feels distressed, she will turn a blind eye. Besides, she is entertaining guests, so she is not stingy.
Song Qiu chuckled. When he got to the place, he took off some of his clothes first, lifted up his skirt and tied it around his waist. Then he rolled up his bottoming trousers to his calves, and happily got into the water.
Playing in the water and catching small fish and crabs was her happiest childhood memory.
The water in the river ditch is crystal clear, with many small fish and shrimps drifting along the current without knowing their destination.
The shrimp was not big, only as long as a little finger, so it was a bit overwhelming when you ate it.
Song Qiu's eyes lit up, and he inserted the dustpan upside down into the bottom of the stream and fixed it against the mud underneath.
The water in the river was not deep, and the small fish and shrimps that were flowing down were blocked by a dustpan. Many of them stopped and couldn't get out, and they were too stupid to go around to the side.
Song Qiu took advantage of the opportunity and started fishing directly with the dustpan. Many small fish and shrimps ran away quickly, but many were also trapped in the dustpan.
I pressed the dustpan to stir up the mud in the water, then poured it into the barrel, found another place, and settled down again.
There are so many small fish and shrimps in this river ditch, but there are few people from the village who come to fish for them. Most of them are children who want to play in the water when the weather is hot.
If I really want to eat it, I think the small fish is difficult to get and has no meat, and the shrimp shell is hard and not delicious.
Song Qiu couldn't help but smile when she thought that they didn't know how to handle the shrimp shells and eat them together. When she made a meal today, the custodian would ask her how she did it.
When the time comes, those who are willing to put in the effort will be considered interested in these small fish and shrimps.