Xu Qingzhi drove a tricycle to Daji Village. It was not too early now, and there were people at many stalls.
Wang Yanmei hurried to grab the ribs. You have to hurry up to get these fresh and good ribs. If you go later, they will be gone.
Xu Qingzhi accompanied his grandfather and found a spot at the intersection. He took the snakeskin bag and spread it on the ground. He took out handfuls of green onions and placed them on top. Only about ten handfuls of water green onions were enough. The rest
Put them in the basket and wait for others to buy some and then replenish them.
There are fixed stalls in the market, but you have to pay.
There is no need to pay for the spots along the roadside. Most of the vegetables are grown at home, so just find a place to display them.
The vegetable seller next to me was an aunt who greeted me familiarly: "Hey, is this your granddaughter?"
"Yes." Xu Dongru smiled and nodded.
"These days, all the young people in the village have gone to work outside, and even when they come back, they always stay at home and sleep in. Your granddaughter comes so early to accompany you to sell vegetables. She is a good child." The aunt gave a thumbs up and praised. p>
Although Xu Qingzhi just happened to bump into her grandfather, there was no need for her to tell outsiders everything.
Xu Dongru listened to others praising her child, with a very happy smile on her face, and said: "He is a good child. My granddaughter is very kind to me. She thinks of me in all good things, and..."
Xu Qingzhi sat in the middle, listening to her grandpa praising herself endlessly to strangers, with a little embarrassment on her face.
Fortunately, at this time, a curly aunt came to pick vegetables.
"How do you sell these water onions?"
Xu Dongru finally stopped talking and said: "Fifty cents a handful."
Aunt Curly knelt down, picked here and there, and finally picked out a few handfuls: "Can three handfuls cost one dollar? Those selling green onions over there sell them for three handfuls for one dollar."
Xu Dongru took out a plastic bag and put it in it for her, "Okay, we're open for business and I'll give you a cheaper price."
Aunt Curly took the bag, put the one-dollar note on the water and left.
Xu Dongru took the dollar, took out a roll of money from his coat pocket, clicked it, and gave Xu Qingzhi a handful of change, "It's so early, you must not have had breakfast yet, go inside and have a bowl of noodles." In the middle area of the market, there are bun sellers, sesame ball sellers, rice noodle stalls and other breakfast shops.
"Grandpa, I'm not a child anymore. I have money." Xu Qingzhi refused, stood up and patted her cold butt, "Then I'll go shopping and come back later."
Grandpa waved his hand and asked her to go.
Xu Qingzhi hadn't gone far when he heard the aunt's voice again.
"Has your granddaughter gotten married? She's really pretty, with tender skin and tender flesh. There is a young man in our village who retired from the army and is tall and powerful. He should be about the same age as your granddaughter." This... is really a topic that can't be avoided anywhere.
Xu Dongru said, "My granddaughter is not in a hurry to find her for the time being." It would be difficult for the aunt to speak out again later.
Xu Qingzhi kept walking along the road, and there were already many people in the market.
Because this is not a serious stall, unless you stop in front of the stall to buy food, if you are walking in the middle, you have to go along with the flow of people, otherwise you will block the road.
When we got to the market stalls, the road became wider.
The market is divided into three parts, with fish, chicken and duck being sold at the outermost part, which has a particularly strong taste.
A little further forward, there is a half open-air cement stall, which mainly sells meat. The half cement stall with a large shed supported by a steel frame in the front sells clothes, children's toys, stationery and food. p>
In fact, the market stalls were originally built in one piece, and there were also steel frame sheds. However, during the ice disaster in 2008, this half of the shed was crushed by the snow. Later, only the cement stalls were repaired, not the
Let’s build a steel shed again.
Xu Qingzhi planned to eat something and walk directly to the middle of the market.
On both sides of a very large aisle, there are breakfast stalls. One sells steamed buns, one sells fried ones, and there are three noodle stalls. There is also a tofu stall selling two wooden buckets, and an electric bicycle.
There is a familiar box tied to the shelf selling steamed buns.
Xu Qingzhi remembered that her mother originally wanted to set up a noodle stall at the market, but later she said that the noodle stall business was not easy to do because the competition was too fierce.
This is really intense. There are three noodle stalls in such a small market...
I heard her mother say before that there is some grudge between these three noodle stalls.
In the beginning, my sister-in-law started the noodle stall business. Later, my second sister-in-law saw that she was making money, so she opened a noodle stall and also made fresh rice and tofu. My third sister-in-law saw that her two sisters-in-law were making money by opening a noodle stall, so she opened one herself.
, proposed a half-price discount for children to eat rice noodles.
The three noodle stalls count as one family, but after all, they are competing for business. My sister-in-law was not happy when her business was robbed, so she broke up the family on the spot.
The three sons originally lived with their parents, but when there was such a quarrel, everyone went their separate ways.
Xu Qingzhi looked at the three powder stalls, each busy in their own way, with tables and chairs of different colors, and felt that the atmosphere was delicately balanced. Fortunately, her mother didn't interfere, otherwise she might have been beaten by the three stalls.
The sisters-in-law act as a punching bag to others, which in turn promotes a harmonious relationship between the sisters-in-law.
In fact, this kind of thing is quite common in the village.
There are not many money-making businesses in the village. When you see someone in your family making money, you will naturally have the idea that you can also make money through this.
So Xu Qingzhi heard yesterday that her grandfather said that her second uncle wanted to come to her house to find out about her family's profitable business and snatch it away.
She was not too surprised.
Because soon not only the second uncle’s family will have this idea, the more people who know that her family makes money, the more people will have these ideas.
But she doesn't care.
Rather than someone trying to steal business, she was more concerned about whether she was eating steamed buns this morning? Or scallion rings? Or brown sugar steamed buns?
Next to the steamed stuffed bun stall stood a large stove with a large pot of hot oil on it, and freshly fried goods on the shelf.
Xu Qingzhi was two or three meters away, and it smelled delicious.
Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten for a long time, and the oily smell was obviously very strong, but she just thought it smelled so good, so she walked over smoothly.
"Boss, take two scallion rings and two sesame balls for one portion, come four." Xu Qingzhi swallowed.
"What do you want to cook with so much? It's a waste if you can't finish it all." Wang Yanmei suddenly appeared with vegetables and shouted to the boss: "Uncle Pao, just two portions will be fine."
"Okay, sister Yanmei, is this your baby girl?"
Wang Yanmei smiled and nodded: "Yes, my eldest daughter."
"This is my first time meeting you at the market." Uncle Pao skillfully filled up two portions and handed them over, "While they are still hot and most delicious, I will add an extra sesame ball for you. If you think it is delicious, I will give it to you next time.
Come back again."
Wang Yanmei took it in her hand and said politely: "How can I have the nerve to ask for more of yours?"
Then he pushed Xu Qingzhi with his arm and said, "Hurry up and say thank you."
Xu Qingzhi was stunned for a moment and roared in his heart: Mom, I am not a child anymore!
Xu Qingzhi: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Uncle Pao smiled with crooked eyes, especially kind.
Xu Qingzhi went to buy tofu puffs again and asked the old woman selling tofu puffs to add less sugar. She didn't like to eat too much white sugar flavor, as it was too sweet, so a light sweetness was fine.
Wang Yanmei went to buy steamed buns. She simply didn’t make breakfast this morning and bought them from the market.
After she finished buying the buns, she turned around and saw that her daughter was carrying the oil products and tofu buns from before, as well as two bags of small steamed buns.
Wang Yanmei couldn't help but want to nag. She had obviously said she wanted to buy steamed buns to eat, so why did she buy steamed buns? She hadn't even spoken yet.
Xu Qingzhi smiled and said: "Mom, do you remember that when I was a child, this uncle always passed by our house on a bicycle and shouted on the horn? You bought me this little brown sugar steamed bun, which I haven't eaten in a long time.
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Wang Yanmei choked up. When she was a child, her family didn't have much money, so she bought this little steamed bun twice for her children, and she remembered it both times.
She said: "Eat it, if you like it, mom will buy it when she comes to the market and take it back."
"Yeah." Xu Qingzhi nodded. He couldn't help but feel greedy in his heart. He opened a bag and took a small steamed bun in his mouth and ate it. It was soft and soft with a faint brown sugar flavor, which was what he remembered.
The taste is right.
She put one to her mother's mouth and said, "Mom, you should eat one quickly, it's so delicious."
Wang Yanmei took it into her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it along with her previous choking.
"Is it delicious?"
Wang Yanmei nodded, "Yeah, it's delicious."
I'm still in the sheep, but the fever has subsided and the pain is gone. I can type and write. I will resume normal updates later. I didn't want to stay up late and lost track of time while writing. So I will update this chapter first and write the rest during the day.