Chapter 53 [053] 90s Chef 53
Although the hawkers in the vegetable market often use watering cans or beverage bottles to sip water on the fresh vegetables to keep the vegetables fresh, but if they cannot be sold at night, the vegetables will still become wilted. Yan said, the market closed at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and Gong Mingxia went there just in time when it was about to close.

So as long as people offer special prices, she buys them. Leaf vegetables are never cheap, whether they are in this era or in future generations. They cost five or six cents a pound. A big bag of Shanghai greens and a big bag of amaranth, because tomorrow I plan to make amaranth soup and a mushroom greens.

These two big pockets are enough for her to cook tomorrow and have enough leftovers for her and her daughter to eat. If there are more, it is not suitable to buy them. It is better to buy them again tomorrow, and she will come for a walk in the evening.

In addition to green vegetables tonight, I also bought a dozen or so less fresh, half-cut lotus roots, leftover beans picked by others, some tomatoes with black spots, green peppers that have been shriveled or cracked, and pitted zucchini. , not the whole cauliflower, etc. Although these vegetables are flawed, they are still edible. It took a total of twenty yuan to purchase the vegetables for tomorrow.

Tomorrow morning, I can buy some fresh meat, vegetables, and bean products, and I will be able to work together. If I calculate this way, I can save at least 30 to [-] yuan in cost, no problem.

She didn't think it was immoral for her to do this. First of all, these vegetables were not rotten and deteriorated, they were just a little wrong. They were the vegetables of the day, they were picked and left by others. They bought them with her, and there were many cafeterias. , Factory cooks in these places, what she wants is only a drop in the bucket, but when people watch her bring her children to pick cheap dishes, they can see that she is a person forced by life, so basically they don't give anything. She wants a high price.

During the chat, it was not easy to know that she was a woman selling boxed lunches with a child. Two eldest sisters and an aunt asked her to come to her at night, and they kept some for her, which made Gong Mingxia sigh again that there are still many good people, especially It's not easy for these vendors in the vegetable market to get up early and stay late. Probably everyone can understand each other's difficulties, so they are very understanding.

When I got home, it was already nine o'clock. I took my daughter to take a bath and practiced yoga before bed. At about ten o'clock, the mother and daughter went to bed on time.

Just lying down here, a heart-piercing female voice suddenly came from the yard, making Gong Mingxia tremble with fright. Then came the fierce quarrel between men and women, and the pitiful sound of a child crying.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Gong Mingxia patted Xiaoxiao's shoulder: "Good, you lie down and don't move, I'll go out and have a look."

Gong Mingxia put on her clothes immediately. Unexpectedly, just after she opened the door, Cao Yuan, who was facing the door, also came out. The moment the two looked up and made eye contact, they quickly moved away.

Cao Yuan coughed lightly: "You were also woken up?"

"Yeah, I don't know what happened, let's go and see!"

When I walked outside, I found that many neighbors had already run out. I saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting on the ground by the side of the road. She was holding a baby of a few months in her arms. The man stood impatiently. She pulled her next to her, but she was thrown out by the woman.

The man watched more and more people gather, went up and kicked the woman's chest hard, "Bitch, you are not ashamed, just howl here!"

As he said that, he didn't even look at the thinly dressed woman, and the child in her arms who was about to cry.

(End of this chapter)

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