Dress like a farmer

The seventh day of every month is the market day.

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, Father Chen, Chen Yuping and his son will go to the town to buy ingredients as usual, and by the way, settle the matter of Brother Cao’s household registration, bring this month’s fruit powder home, and buy some necessities for the baby , and the last is to buy the daily necessities that are missing at home.

There are many things and complicated things, and I will definitely not be able to go home at noon.

Before setting off, I deliberately arranged the lunch of the old man Chen and his son, two cold dishes, and a soup stewed on the stove, so that Liu Guixiang could come over and have a look, and eat it with steamed buns with shrimp paste.

Da Zhuang is a very well-behaved and quiet child. He is only two years old, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all. He is especially easy to take care of.

Liu Guixiang said that it's okay for Da Zhuang to stay at home, and he can still play with Qiao Niu'er, so she won't be delayed.

With the words of a grass brother, she really didn't have the energy to care about it.

Therefore, Brother Cao was brought into the town by Father Chen and his son.

When they went there, they took a free ride in the village, and when the ox cart went back, Chen Yuping and his son had a lot of things to do, so they had to miss the free ox cart.

After they finished their work and bought everything they needed to buy, it was already the end of noon. For lunch, they ate a bowl of chicken soup wontons at the stall. The skin was thin and the meat was fresh. It cost ten yuan a bowl. full stomach.

"When I was young, this wonton stall was in the alley. In the blink of an eye, decades have passed, and the stall is still there. The taste is the same as before, light and delicious. Don't look at the small stall, there are only two small tables. The business But it is very prosperous, supporting a family of eight, and now the eldest son of his family is setting up the stall."

Chen Yuping asked casually: "Aren't the remaining sons jealous?"

"What's there to be jealous about? Except for the eldest son, all the children were sent to be apprentices, and they were given enough money when the family was separated."

"The old stall owner and his wife are very thoughtful."

"There's nothing wrong with doing business. There's not even a storefront. It's just placed at the entrance of the alley. It's been in the hands of my son for decades, and it's still booming. It's enough to see that the couple is thinking." Chen said. The old man pointed to his brain and said with a smile, "Smart people."

There was no ox cart to take, so the father and son had to walk home.

Walking in the shade of the trees all the way, talking slowly, I arrived at the entrance of the village before I knew it.

"Second Uncle Chen just came back from town?" A neighbor from the village met him and greeted him with a smile.

Father Chen responded kindly.

"Why didn't you rent an ox cart? Fortunately, the sun isn't too hot today." After a pause, he glanced at Brother Cao who was sleeping: "This is the child that Brother Ping picked up in the mountains? He's well-raised. Look at his little face. See some meat."

"No one comes to Kuzhu Village. It's just the two of us. It's not worth renting an ox cart." Speaking of the child, Old Man Chen smiled cheerfully: "This child is easy to take care of, and I've settled down for him now." , from now on, he will be my brother Cao, so we can no longer say that he was picked up."

He spoke softly, and the neighbors in the village were not angry, they smiled and nodded in agreement.

After walking not far, I ran into several young people who were staring at Chen Yuping.

"Brother Ping, do you sell braised pig intestines tomorrow?"

"Yes, I bought ten sets of pig intestines in one go, and there will be enough for tomorrow." This one is a bit heavy, so Chen Yuping asked the villagers to help take it home first in the morning.

"Ten copies are not enough, it seems that I have to go there earlier to guard."

"I said Brother Ping, have you figured out a new diet? I've been thinking about it every day."

"I'm not afraid of jokes. I dreamed about it yesterday. Brother Ping invented new food. It costs three strings for a penny. It's an unprecedented bargain."

Chen Yuping just laughed: "That's really a dream. I wanted to make braised pork intestines, but unfortunately I didn't buy cattle. If you know who buys cattle, remember to come and tell me."

"If you want to buy a cow, it's hard to say, you have to try your luck."

"Brother Ping, I'll keep an eye on you. If you have good news, can you give me some food? It doesn't matter what kind, as long as it's made by Brother Ping."

"no problem."

Word somehow spread throughout the village.

People who come to buy food will always ask, is it true?

Some people came to ask specifically, just want to know if it is true.

Of course it is true.

After two days, I don’t know which wicked ghost it was, and the rumors have changed again, saying that as long as you tell Brother Ping who is willing to buy cattle, you can eat whatever you want at the stall, and you don’t need to spend money to eat as much as you want. how much to eat.

This is obviously unreliable. Most people still know that this statement is not credible, and there are a few people who are lucky and come to ask with a cheeky face.

"I've never said that before." Chen Yuping replied seriously with a cold face: "I want to buy a stronger cow so that I can go to work directly in the field. If anyone has the letter and knows which one sells the cow, come here." Tell me, I'll go and confirm, it's true, I can send him some food, as for what and how much to send, I have the final say."

In the evening, the inside and outside of the house were tidied up, dusk fell, there was a night breeze blowing slowly, a rare leisure in the day, the Chen family members who had nothing to do sat in front of the house to enjoy the cool air.

Father Chen said angrily: "This matter has to be met with a thin-skinned person, and it may be blackmailed. Who spread the word? Let me know, and I must beat you up."

"It's really disgusting." Chen Yuanqiu was also very angry.

"It's not difficult to know who sent it. You can find out by asking two more people." Old man Chen said with a cold light in his eyes.

Chen Yuping said: "There is no need to bother about this kind of person, and he has not succeeded in controlling him."

Bitter Bamboo Village is not big, not as big as the nearby Shen’s House, and not too small. Compared with the surrounding villages, the population of a village is considered to be above average, and every household can eat enough and wear warm clothes regardless of how rich they are. Life is pretty solid.

It is really not easy to find this nonsense person in the village. Most importantly, it is not clear whether he is malicious or simply wants to eat the delicious food at the stall. There is a big difference between the two. different.

The Chen family set up a stall in their own house to do business. Not only did the business succeed, but the business was also very good. It must be a lie to say that no one is jealous secretly.On the cusp of the storm, such trivial matters without substantial harm should be low-key if you can.

Seeing that the market day on the [-]th is coming again, there is still no clue about buying cattle.

Chen Yuping Buddha, even if he has money, he can't spend it.

It seemed that the stewed pig intestines had to be pushed back again. As more and more people came to ask questions, he had to think about new foods.

Chen Yuping thought for a whole night, then he focused on the eggs in the jar.

Eggs are sold in the town for two pennies.

There are twelve chickens in the family, one rooster, and the rest are all hens. Nine or ten eggs a day is not too small.

Rather than selling it to the town at a low price, let him take it and make spiced tea eggs, one penny each, and there is still room for profit.

Thinking of Chen Yuping, I started to move. I also have tea at home. It is homemade smoked tea. Old man Chen smokes dry tobacco. He is not particularly addicted to smoking. He smokes every now and then. Only this daily bowl of strong tea is half a bowl A bowl of water is indispensable for a day, and if he didn't drink it one day, he would even speak with an unknown anger.

For a bowl of strong tea, the Chen family deliberately moved a piece of land in the valley and planted several tea trees. Now, all of them have grown into more than ten years old tea trees, and the smoked tea produced is also very authentic.

"Father, I have something to discuss with you."

Old man Chen raised his eyelids: "You tell me." He was worried, and felt that the eyes of the third son were not right.

"Can you share some of your tea with me?"

"If you want to drink, you can just take the bubble."

"Father, I mean, I want to take such a bowl of smoked tea every day." Chen Yuping took out the bowl hidden behind him.

This bowl of smoked tea is not too much, not too little, there is about one or two more, enough to brew two bowls of strong tea.

The lazily old man Chen immediately widened his eyes, straightened his body and looked at his third son: "Every day?"

"Yes, every day."

"I, my bag of tea leaves is not enough for you, and there is still half a year to go before the new tea is released next year!" With that expression and tone, he almost couldn't say the word "unfilial son".

Father Chen looked at the side for a while, and said with a smile: "Brother Ping, you can make it if you want, you don't need to worry about him, there is still some old tea left to drink last year, this year's new tea is a little more than last year, there will definitely be a lot more , he just loves food, and he can’t get rid of it when he gets old.”

"He wants a bowl every day." Old man Chen twisted his face and hummed: "It's enough for me to soak for two days!!!"

"I'll try it first, don't put so much, and see if the taste can come out, maybe a bowl can be used for two days."

Old man Chen frowned, reluctantly: "Fine, use it if you want." He got up and walked away with his hands behind his back. Not long after, he saw him coming out with a bowl of strong tea in both hands, drinking it carefully and cherishing it, as if in the future It's like I can't drink anymore.