The vendor next door was jealous, but I have to say that this girl has her own tricks. If she hadn't given up her book to send so many fans out last time, she wouldn't have gotten business so easily this time.
"Take it, go back and soak it until it's soft before cooking."
"This fan top can be stored. As long as it is in a dry and ventilated place, it will not break even after the New Year."
Zhuang Keqing was polite, quick with his hands and feet, and had a friendly and pleasant smile on his face. At the stall selling fans, he also kept introducing people to the good news of fans, which only made people look at him twice.
I took out the copper plate.
I have to say that she was very lucky. Just relying on the atmosphere that was inexplicably aroused, the number of fans she brought was sold out, and the tofu was sold out early.
Not long after, the two began to close the stall. Since they had to go to Butcher Zhang to get the ribs later, there was no need to be delayed, so they had to hurry up. The remaining vermicelli was not sold and was divided into two parts, one for each.
Giving a portion to the butcher as a gift to Liu Zhuzhu is also a small favor.
After stacking the wooden boxes and rattan baskets in a few times, wiping their hands, putting away the money bags, the young couple took Dahei and walked to the meat stall.
The vegetable and meat sellers were all in the south of the town. The two of them only turned a small corner and didn't walk far before arriving at Butcher Zhang's stall.
When there are many people at the market, meat buyers rush to pick fresh meat early. It is already afternoon, and there are not many decent pieces of good meat hanging on the iron hooks of the butcher stall. There are only a pair of kidneys and pig's trotters on the wooden board.
Somewhat empty.
Butcher Zhang was happy. He saw Zhuang Keqing and Shen Ling from a distance. Before anyone could come closer, he took out the best ribs from behind and placed them on the wooden board.
"These ribs are pretty good. How much does it cost per pound?"
“If you don’t sell what is left for others, don’t sell it!”
Someone passed by something that looked good and asked about the price, wanting to buy some, but was simply rejected. The man refused to give up and wanted to talk to him again, but the butcher paid no attention to him. Instead, he came out of the stall and greeted him.
Went behind him.
"Girl, here you are. You arrived in the morning. Why did it take so long?"
Zhuang Keqing smiled and greeted Butcher Zhang, saying that he was delayed because of something, but he finally did not delay the sales and even brought him some new food.
"What good thing is it again?"
The butcher is now convinced by this girl. Not only is the tofu the first one in town, even the dried braised food he sent last time, the family didn’t say anything bad about it. They just cooked it plain and the taste was no better.
Where did the meat go?
You said that this person is just like everyone else, with a body and a head. How can a girl figure out all these weird things?
Zhuang Keqing took the prepared vermicelli and handed it over, saying that it was newly made recently and wanted to try it.
The butcher happily collected the things and put them into the stall, then turned around and flashed the ribs on the lifting board.
"Well, this fan is pretty good, I've specially reserved it for you." He said and brought two more hooves, tied them with ropes, and put five or six large bones in the same basket on the mule cart.
"Why haven't you bought water lately? I've been keeping it for you every ten days."
Zhuang Keqing wanted to say that the family didn't have time to deal with this, but then he thought about it and said, "Then uncle doesn't need to stay more next time, just a set of ten ten yuan will be enough. The family is small and can't eat that much."
The butcher happily agreed, but then he refused to accept the money for the pig's trotters and bones, and refused to let people leave quickly, which would delay his return to the village.
Zhuang Keqing had no choice but to obediently pay for the ribs. After all, it was getting late and he had to pick up Liu Zhuzhu. He could just thank the butcher next time.
The sun is still hanging overhead, but at least the hottest time of the year has passed, so it doesn't have to be so consuming.
In the middle of the afternoon, the streets were no longer as lively and crowded as they were in the morning. Most of the villagers who came from the village to sell goods had already gone back. Only a few were still hanging on, trying to sell out all the goods in front of them before leaving.
The two pulled the mule cart from the south of the town in the agreed direction. When they arrived at the gate of the town, Liu Zhuzi was waiting there.
The three of them met together, said hello, and without wasting any more time, they went straight out of the city gate and headed for the village.
There was a big black driver pulling the cart, so there was no rest on the way. When we arrived at the village, it was just getting dark.
Perhaps because there were so many people going to the market today, every household even delayed the cooking time, as they had to wait for the men of the family to come back before cooking.
The mule cart stopped at the door of Liu Zhuzhu's house. He put down the things he bought and stuffed a handful of vermicelli into his hands. Zhuang Keqing and Shen Ling then returned home.
Qin Manzhi had already prepared dinner for dinner, and now it is heating it on the stove, so she is not worried about it getting cold.
She hugged Aman and sat under the eaves, waiting under the faint light. When she saw the mule cart slowly approaching not far away, she got up and walked out of the courtyard gate to greet it.
"Back?"
"Well, I'm back, mother."
"You must be so hungry. Wash your hands and go back to eat."
Dinner was served in the main room, including sliced bacon and stewed vegetables, grilled mushroom tofu and loofah and egg soup.
"Will these loofahs be gone after you finish them?"
Zhuang Keqing likes loofah. Whether it is fried or stewed, it has a light sweetness, and the texture is soft and glutinous. It is easy to eat.
"Yeah." Qin Manzhi responded, "I cut a few strips today, and they are all a bit empty. I just let the last ones grow and save some loofah seeds."
The mother and daughter chatted at the dinner table, accompanied by Aman's babbling milk. There was no serious atmosphere like Shen Ling's silence when he was at Shen's house, but it made him feel warm and comfortable.
"Mom, I need to make another batch of fans tomorrow."
"Still more to do? There are still many in the warehouse." Qin Manzhi didn't understand.
She just took a look at the mule cart and saw that all the goods brought out were indeed gone. Could it be that it was really easy to sell? But no matter how easy it was to sell, she was not in a hurry. There were still salesmen coming to buy goods in the past few days. If it was really easy to sell,
I still have to do this, I'm afraid I'll be too busy by then.
Understanding what his mother was worried about, Zhuang Keqing took a sip of the refreshing loofah soup and said, "I'm just going to cook less this time. I have some ideas I want to try. If it works, it will be a good business that can make a lot of money."
"You kid, you really have an eye for money." Qin Manzhi touched Aman's soft hair, laughed and joked, but didn't say anything to stop her. He just said that he would get up early tomorrow so he could be busy.
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After finishing the meal, the dishes and chopsticks were cleared, and everyone washed and rested.
At this time, the moon was hanging on the treetops, and Erlizi Village gradually fell into peace.
But the women in the second and third bedrooms of the banker were very anxious.
"Mom, why haven't they come back yet? Could something have happened?"
The second daughter-in-law, Ms. Li, frowned worriedly.
Her husband went to town with his brother-in-law early in the morning before dawn. He thought that if he went early, he could sell the items faster and arrive home by the time of dinner.
But the people who are waiting here and there are waiting for me. My father-in-law has gone to bed and he hasn't come back yet.
Mrs. Qian thought she spoke unfavorably and pursed her lips tightly. How could she stop worrying? But these words were useless and only made people angry!
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door outside.
Mrs. Qian was overjoyed and was about to get up and open the door. Unexpectedly, the voice of her third daughter-in-law, Mrs. Li, came from outside.
"Mom! Second sister-in-law, you are not at home! Open the door!"
The corners of Mrs. Qian's mouth that were relaxed just now drooped again, she sat back on the stool, gave Mrs. Li a look, and asked her to open the door.
Mrs. Li was waiting impatiently, but this time when her younger siblings called for the door, she hurriedly went up and opened it.
"Brother and sister, why are you here?"
"What brings me here? I don't want to come. Where is my man?!"
It turned out that Mrs. Wu was at home and waited until dark when the man didn't come back. She was so panicked that she came to the door to see if Zhuang San had finished selling things and ran to his mother's house.
The little baby in her arms was awakened by the noise and cried heartbreakingly. Mrs. Qian already disliked her granddaughter, and she was upset at this time, and she even spoke in a bad mood.
"You're screaming so much that you're going to take your sick rice back home. Don't make any noise here. It'll make people's heads hurt!"
When Mrs. Wu heard this, she was so angry that she almost jumped up.
The fragile relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, which had improved slightly in the past few days because of the money-making potato chips, suddenly dropped to the freezing point. She couldn't help but think about how her mother-in-law disgusted her when she just gave birth to the child. The more she thought about it, the more her anger accumulated.
Coupled with the man's anxiety about not returning, his emotions suddenly broke out.
"Why, do you think I didn't lay a baby for your old dealer? Then you have the ability to ask my man to divorce me!"
Mrs. Wu started to talk out loud, and her voice was so loud that even the neighbors who were sleeping next door could hear her clearly.
"Is this another quarrel? It's so late at night, and we don't live together, how can we come to our door to make trouble?"
