In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

"Mom, I want to eat too!" Man Yuan shouted and couldn't wait to grab a seat.

Zhao Zhenhua followed happily and found an unoccupied table to sit down.

Sun Shuhong asked her with a smile, "Cousin, do you want to try it? My fourth uncle makes tofu puffs that are clean and delicious. Our whole commune is famous."

"Okay!" Song Hongguo didn't respond. Although the surrounding environment was not very particular, the down-to-earth smell of fireworks was enough for her to ignore everything else.

Besides, the tofu bread looks really tempting.

"Didn't we have breakfast?" Ling Zhi reminded in a low voice.

"Yeah, but I can't hold on even if I eat a little more. You take your brother and sit down first, and I'll buy it." After Song Hongguo finished speaking, she happily followed Sun Shuhong to the tofu stall and ordered three bowls in one go. And a piece of tofu.

The tofu is very strong and has been cut into cubes of the same size for a dime a piece. It is wrapped in thick straw paper, so there is no need to worry about getting dirty.

The bowl of tofu nao was very big. Because Sun Shuhong called the other party "Sitang Shu", she scooped it out quite solidly, sprinkled the ingredients, poured bone soup over it, and it was a full bowl.

A few people were sitting on the horse. Sun Shuhong only ordered two bowls and gave them to the men and children first. This is also the norm for many women nowadays. When there is delicious food, they always stay close to their husbands and children first, and the last thing left is for themselves.

There was no complaint on her face. Seeing Song Hongguo take a bite, she asked, "How does it taste? Are you used to it?"

Song Hongguo gave a thumbs up, not because she meant it as a compliment, but because the smooth and delicate texture appealed to her very much, and whatever she made these days was made with real ingredients, even if some condiments were missing, the taste would not be any worse.

The two little guys ate happily, and when the bowl reached the bottom, they even burped.

"Cousin, what else do you want to buy?" Zhao Zhenhua still loved his wife. After drinking half the bowl, he pushed the rest to Sun Shuhong, touched her mouth and asked her.

Song Hongguo glanced around and saw that there were not many stalls left. Most of them sold various knitted items. In the past, most of them sold food, but in the past few years, there had been famine, and no one was making cakes or snacks. Finally, her eyes stopped. Sitting on a small rattan chair, my eyes lit up.

Ling Zhi suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second, Song Hongguo asked, "Which brigade is that stall?"

Zhao Zhenhua followed her gaze and said "huh" unexpectedly, "This is from the Xiangyang Brigade. They live in the mountains and have inconvenient access, so they don't come to every episode, but there are many rare things in their team." .”

Song Hongguo became more and more interested after hearing this, "What kind of rare thing?"

"Gunbu, apples, sometimes if you are lucky, you can even find honey." Zhao Zhenhua couldn't sit still as he said it, especially when he saw that many people were trying to get there.

Sun Shuhong hurriedly finished the drink and said, "Come on, let's go over and have a look. Maybe we can grab something three feet and two feet away."

Because the Xiangyang Brigade is in the mountains, they occasionally come to the market to set up stalls and are the last to arrive. However, as soon as they appear, they lead everyone to run there, fearing that they will be overtaken by others if they are slow.

All this is because the Xiangyang Brigade has cloth. Although it is linen, it is not as comfortable as cotton. But buying cloth now requires a ticket. The cloth tickets issued to workers in the city every month are not enough to wear, let alone in the countryside.

That's why Xiangyang Brigade is so popular. As soon as it came out of the stall, it was surrounded by people from three floors inside and three outside.

Everyone had the same goal, which was to spread the cloth. As for the others, they turned a blind eye. Some asked if there was honey. They didn't regret it if they heard it. Some asked about the price of apples and curled their lips when they learned that they cost two cents a pound. I understand. After all, the white flour in the grain station only costs [-] pounds. Wouldn’t it be more delicious to eat white flour?

Linen is cheap and free of charge. It costs a dime per foot. Plain cloth in department stores costs [-] cents per foot, while thick and wear-resistant twill costs [-] cents. So even if the linen is woven a little rough, It’s not soft enough and wrinkles easily, so it’s still in short supply.

"I want three feet!"

"I want five feet!"

"Just give me two feet!"

The people grabbing the cloth were all women, with loud voices, one after another, and it was very noisy. The people in the Xiangyang brigade were not bothered, and they were obviously used to it. One person collected the money, and the other pulled the cloth, and they cooperated without any panic.

Sun Shuhong also squeezed in. Song Hongguo had no shortage of cloth in her hand, so she didn't join in the fun. She saw that in addition to the two adults selling cloth, there was also a half-grown boy at the stall, looking after a large wicker basket. Just walked over.

There is some grass under the basket, and seven or eight chicks are pecking at it. They are fluffy and look very cute.

Song Hongguo knelt down and asked him, "How much does one cost?"

The boy was a little shy, but he still said bravely, "A dime."

An egg costs five cents, and people have to work hard to hatch it. A dime is really not expensive.

But she didn't know how to choose, and she didn't even know the male and female, so she didn't rush to ask for it. She wanted to wait until Sun Shuhong finished buying the cloth and help her look at it.

The other party thought she didn't want to buy it, so he was worried, so he mustered up the courage and said, "The chicks I hatched are all strong, and I guarantee that each one will survive. You won't lose money if you buy it back."

Even Lexus said to her, "You can buy this!"

Song Hongguo, "..."

Didn't she just want to take it easy, she had to expose the fact that she wouldn't pick it?

Fortunately, Sun Shuhong came over quickly. She grabbed three feet of cloth and was very satisfied with her results. With a victorious smile on her face, she helped her choose the chicks and asked, "How many do you want to buy?" "

Song Hongguo blinked and asked in a low voice, "Is there a limit on the number of chickens in our team?"

Sun Shuhong shook her head, "But you can't raise too many, as it will be too eye-catching. Besides, if you raise too many, you will eat more. People are hungry now, so how can we feed the chickens? If you just feed them grass, they won't lay eggs. Ah, isn’t that even more stupid?”

When Song Hongguo heard this, she knew it in her heart. It seemed that there were no hard and fast regulations on raising livestock and poultry, but she didn't plan to raise more, "Let's just have three."

Sun Shuhong smiled when she heard this and said, "Three is good. Most of the people in our team only have this number. If you don't like it, you can raise another big goose. It can not only look after the home and care for the home, but also lay eggs. The most important thing is , We have a pond there, if we drive the geese in, we can save some food."

Song Hongguo was convinced and asked the boy, "Is there a big goose?"

"...Yes, these are the two. You can take San Mao and give you this basket." The boy took another smaller basket and opened it to show her. The geese are much bigger than the chickens. , covered in white hair, raised his neck, and after seeing Song Hongguo, he screamed twice in a lively manner.

"Look, they like you."

"..."

You were shy just now, now you are a sales expert?