At dawn the next morning, Zhang An had already gotten up.
After washing up, I walked out quietly, and then drove out of the village.
Zhang An didn't tell his old mother that he would go out so early last night.
Because once said, Wang Fang will definitely get up early in the morning to make breakfast for Zhang An.
So Zhang An quietly went out and let his mother sleep a little longer.
Last night, after everyone fell asleep, Zhang An put all the young ferns he collected into the space.
When they were about to enter the city, Zhang An took it out.
After spraying some water, it looks like it was just picked from the mountain.
Speaking of which, the location of the Dingyi supermarket is near the place where Zhang An often came to sell cherries.
This place originally had a large flow of people, but now that the supermarket has opened, there are even more people coming and going on the road.
When Zhang An arrived at the door of the supermarket, Ding Yi was already waiting at the door.
Seeing Zhang An coming, Ding Yi called a few people from the store to come out and unload the bracken loaded on Zhang An's car.
"This couldn't have been picked overnight, right? It looks fresher than what I brought back that day."
Ding Yi's previous car was sprinkled with water when he pulled it back.
But after such a long journey, when he was pulled into the store, he still felt a little tired.
But now he saw what Zhang An had pulled up in his car. The bracken trees looked full of energy, and even the leaves were still standing upright.
It looks like it was just picked from the ground.
"Maybe the temperature is low at night, so it's easier to store."
Zhang Andang knew that this was a miraculous effect of space, but he couldn't tell Ding Yi about it.
After unloading the items from the car, Ding Yi directly asked people to put them in the store and start selling them.
I didn’t take the scale first because Zhang An weighed me at home.
There was still some trust between him and Zhang An.
Zhang An gave him a list. After taking a look at it, he counted the money for Zhang An.
Zhang An told him last night that he wanted to advance money first, but the villagers didn't want it.
So Ding Yi specially prepared some change for Zhang An today, so that when he takes it back, he can divide the money easily.
There are plenty of change in supermarkets.
I know that Zhang An drove out as soon as it got up in the morning and hasn't had breakfast yet.
So after unloading the bracken, Ding Yi took Zhang An to breakfast.
Although the county is small, there are many varieties of food to eat.
The streets are full of people selling steamed buns, fried dough sticks and porridge.
There are also fried cakes, glutinous rice and freshly baked sesame balls.
You can see people busy at work everywhere, so they go to the stalls to buy some.
There are also many noodle restaurants nearby, and there are many kinds of sauerkraut.
Anyway, after a week of eating different things, I can eat something different every day and I can’t finish it.
"Anzi, this mutton noodle restaurant should be the best in our county. I often eat here. I will bring you here to try it today."
Before Zhang An entered the store, he already knew what it was when he saw the familiar handwritten sign.
Ding Yi is right, this restaurant is the best mutton noodle restaurant in the county.
Their restaurant has been open for decades and has become famous in the city.
This is mainly because their portions are large, and the mutton soup and oily chili are cooked with their own unique recipe.
When he arrived at the store, Ding Yiyi told the boss that he would order two servings today.
The boss smiled and asked them to sit down. It was obvious that this guy came here often and was familiar with the boss.
Although it's already nine o'clock, there are still many people in the restaurant.
Not long after, the rice noodles Ding Yi shouted were hot and brought out by the boss.
In a large bowl, strips of snow-white rice noodles are placed at the bottom of the bowl, with many slices of cooked mutton placed on top.
These muttons are all local black goats and are very delicious.
Various condiments such as Sichuan peppercorns, MSG, salt, and chopped coriander and garlic sprouts are also placed on top.
Coupled with the store's own special red oil chili, and finally topped with soup stock made from mutton bones.
Before I even started to use my chopsticks, I could already smell the aroma of mutton being cooked by the broth.
Looking at the thick layer of mutton in the bowl, it is much larger than the portion in later generations.
Who calls mutton cheap in this era? In later generations, a pound of mutton would cost more than 100 yuan, which is simply terrifying.
Then, the boss brought out two more large bowls and placed them on the table for the two of them.
It's full of the store's savory dishes, mutton and haggis, etc.
If it weren't for the fact that it was morning, Zhang An would have estimated that this man would have had to add two kidneys.
"Zhang An, eat, the mutton they cook is very good."
Zhang An is not polite. If he eats this food freely, he may only be half full.
When Zhang An was in high school, he had a goal in mind when he went out to eat rice.
One day, when you go out to eat noodles, you must add more meat. There is more meat than noodles.
Unexpectedly, before I even thought of this goal, Ding Yi led me to achieve it.
"By the way, I saw you brought some crispy whistles in the car. Let's try some."
Ding Yi liked the crispy whistle made by Wang Fang very much after eating it before.
At this moment, I saw that Zhang An had a lot of it in the car, so I thought about asking him to get some out to try.
"That's not possible. This is for others. If you want to eat it, I'll bring it to you next time, or you can get it yourself."
After hearing Zhang An say that he brought it to someone else, Ding Yi stopped taking action.
After eating, Ding Yi walked out of the shop with a happy face.
"Let's go and sit at my place. You haven't been to my house yet."
Zhang An went to the city many times in the past, but most of them went to Chen Ze's house.
Ding Yi had never been here before. At that time, Ding Yi often lived in the provincial capital and had not moved here.
"Forget it, come back next time, I have something else to do today."
After bidding farewell to Ding Yi at the entrance of the supermarket, Zhang An drove directly to the county.
Then he remembered that Su Ying seemed to like eating water chestnuts, so Zhang An got some more this time.
When we arrived at the door of Su Ying's dormitory, the door was still closed and there was no movement inside.
The same goes for Wang Min's dormitory next door. It's only nine o'clock now.
Today is Saturday, Zhang An estimates that Su Ying is lying in bed again.
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After Zhang An knocked on the door several times, Su Ying's lazy voice came from inside.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Zhang An."
When Su Ying heard that Zhang An was here, she ran over to open the door without changing into her pajamas.
"Why are you here?"
Su Ying was very surprised when she saw Zhang An at the door.
When two people are passionately in love, who wouldn't want to be tired of being together every day?
After pulling Zhang An into the room, Su Yingcai closed the door.
"I missed you, so I came here. Look at you, it's so cold on the ground and you don't have any shoes on."
Seeing Su Ying getting out of bed and opening the door with her bare feet, Zhang An scolded her.
"Hey, it's okay, it's not cold anyway."
Zhang An put down what he was holding and picked it up for Su Ying.
"Ah~"
Su Ying, who was suddenly picked up by Zhang An, was a little panicked and quickly put her arms around Zhang An's neck.
The two hadn't seen each other for a while, and smelling Su Ying's familiar scent, Zhang An looked at Su Ying with a little fire in his eyes.
After putting Su Ying on the bed, she opened her mouth and poured out her heartfelt words.
After struggling for a long time, Zhang An felt that Su Ying was lacking oxygen, so Zhang An decided to let the little teacher Su, who was panting in his arms, go.
But he didn't do anything else after that. He lay on the bed with Su Ying in his arms and talked about what was in his heart these days.
In this era without mobile phones, it was very inconvenient for two people to communicate.
Su Ying's dormitory didn't have a phone, so she had to go to a store outside the campus to make a phone call.
So Su Ying always called Zhang An.
"Zhang An, the cherry blossoms at home are in bloom. I saw the ones at school are all in bloom. They are snow-white and beautiful."
There are many trees planted on the campus of the county school, including some cherry trees, loquat trees and other fruit trees.
When Zhang An was in school, every year when the cherry loquats were ripe, many students would secretly go there at night to pick them.
The school does not allow students to pick fruits by themselves because they are worried that they will fall from the trees.
"It has bloomed. Now the mountains are full of flowers, and the peach blossoms are also blooming very well. Soon we will be able to eat cherries and peaches."
As Zhang An spoke, he told Su Ying about the reporters entering the village.
Su Ying was very happy when she heard that someone had taken photos of animals at home.
"Then when will they mail the photos over? I really want to see them."
"They just came back yesterday. I guess it will take a few days. When I receive the email, I will bring it over to you."
The two of them spent a lot of time together, and it was already noon before they knew it.
It wasn't until Wang Min knocked on the door and called Su Ying to eat that Zhang An realized that it was getting late.
After opening the door, Wang Min saw Zhang An at Su Ying's place and stopped shouting immediately.
"Forget it, I'll go eat by myself and won't disturb you two."
After saying that, Wang Min went downstairs by herself and did not look back no matter Zhang An called her.
After Su Ying had changed her clothes and washed herself, Zhang An had lunch with her.
Zhang An originally wanted to take her out for a walk, but Su Ying didn't want to go down the mountain.
There weren't many places to go shopping in the county, so I ended up walking around the school.
After I went back, I stayed in the dormitory for a long time.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Yingcai urged Zhang An to go back.
When Zhang An arrived home, it was already five or six o'clock, and the maids who had gone to the mountains to collect bracken had also returned.
I just happened to come to weigh myself and collect yesterday's money at the same time.
In the evening, Ding Yi called again.
It was said that the bracken brought over today was sold out, and many people came over to ask if there were any left.
Let Zhang An inform the fern-picking maids in the village and let them continue picking.
This bracken business has been going on for more than a week, and the shipment volume at Dingyi Supermarket has decreased.
Zhang An asked the villagers to stop picking, just to leave some seeds for the ferns on the mountain, but they couldn't finish picking.
Originally, Zhang An wanted to tell Ding Yi what Bracken had done, in order to find some ways to generate income for the villagers.
But now I heard from the maid in the village that the fern moss on the nearby mountain has almost been harvested.
If you want to collect it, you have to go to the mountains far away, which is not worth the gain.
So let’s wait until next year to figure out how to do this.
But even so, everyone is already very satisfied.
I can earn more than 30 yuan a day, and everyone can earn more than 200 yuan in a week.
This is something they never dared to think about before. With this money, they can buy a lot of meat.
It's just that these maids didn't go out to publicize it, lest other people would complain about Zhang An for not informing them.
After they stopped going up the mountain to collect fern moss, they still had things to do.
Because the annual spring tea has arrived and needs to be harvested.
Wang Fang went up the mountain to pick for two or three days, and all the tea leaves at home were picked.
However, Zhang An still brings some new tea leaves to his home every day, which Zhang An planted in the space.
When Wang Fang asked, Zhang An said he bought it from someone else.
It is said that everyone at home likes the tea at home, so this year I bought more and brought it back for frying.
Last year, a lot of people came to the house saying they wanted to buy tea, but Wang Fang didn't ask any questions.
The tea of this era is really spring tea of very good quality.
They are all the tips of young shoots in March and April, and they are all picked manually, not including an old leaf.
In later generations, such mountaintop Yunwu tea, even raw tea, would cost hundreds of yuan per catty.
And in this season, the dealers have to rush over to collect it.
If it comes too late, the tips of the first shoots will be bought by others.
In the past few days, Zhang An always looked for opportunities to go out and bring home a large mouthful of fresh tea.
Wang Fang also didn't doubt that he was there. She would fire as much as Zhang An brought back.
Because Zhang An brought back too much each time, the speed of finishing the tea frying was relatively slow.
So Zhang Jianguo didn't go out for the past few days, but was frying tea with Wang Fang at home.
Zhang An picked two hundred kilograms of raw tea from the space one after another.
The water content of the tea leaves in the space, especially the young leaves, is higher than those picked just in the morning on the top of the mountain.
These two hundred pounds of raw tea may seem like a lot, but judging from the results of tea roasting last year.
When the frying is completed, it will be good to weigh about 40 pounds.
The family of three has nothing to do these days and just stays at home making tea.
It took three full days to fry the tea leaves that Zhang An took out.
After dinner in the evening, Zhang An was chatting with everyone in the yard, and Wang Fang from home shouted a few times at the door.
"Xiao An, come here and answer the phone. There is a man named Wang Hua looking for you."
Hearing that the call was from Wang Hua, Zhang An guessed that he had already developed the photos after returning home in the past few days.
"Hello, Reporter Wang."
"Zhang An, you don't have to be so polite, just call me by my name, or Lao Wang."
Wang Hua on the other end of the phone smiled and said.
"I don't want to call you Lao Wang. I'll just call you Brother Xiao Wang."
It's not good to be young. He has to call everyone he sees. Wang Hua probably looks like he is five or six years older than Zhang An.
"Ah, what's wrong with calling Lao Wang?"
Wang Hua was a little confused when he heard what Zhang An said.
"Haha, it's okay, I just feel like calling you old."
Remembering that Wang Lao Song next door had not yet become famous, Zhang An explained to Wang Hua while suppressing a smile.
"By the way, Zhang An, the photos I took at your house a few days ago were developed and sent to you from the post and telecommunications office today. They should arrive in a few days."
There are no courier companies now, all are sent and received by the Post and Telecommunications Bureau.
Even from the city to the small village below, it takes several days.
"Then thank you first, Brother Xiao Wang. Come over and play when you have time later. I'll treat you to dinner."
"Then it's agreed that we'll go there when we have time."