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Probably because the sun is really good this year, and there is plenty of fertilizer and water, the long stretch of strawberries beside the stream in Niuwangzhuang grows particularly well.

Such a good thing, Ma Congrong, of course, can't miss it, and the shops in the town also choose good ones for sale. They have a lot of strawberries, strawberries are fruit-bearing and diligent, and they can pick a lot every day. As for those If the product is a bit different, instead of selling it at a reduced price, it is better to process it into strawberry preserves and hang it on the Internet to benefit netizens all over the place.

"What should I do with the sugar water?" Fatty Hou made the strawberry preserves for the first time, and Liu Chunlan went to Niuwangzhuang to learn from them. After the soaked strawberries were put into the oven, she looked at the big bucket of strawberry-flavored strawberries. Liu Chunlan felt it was a pity for the light red syrup.

"I can only feed pigs and cows." Hou Jun said.

"Isn't that a pity? Can't you keep it for next time?" The old man loves things, and Liu Chunlan is no exception.

"That's not okay. If you don't change this sugar water, the color of the candied fruit you make next time will not be good. Besides, it will be unhealthy after a long time." It's not that Fatty Hou is too extravagant. Although it is a bit of a waste, what should I do with the work? What to do, especially those in the catering industry.

"Oh, what a pity, it's really sweet when you eat it." Liu Chunlan took a cup from the side, scooped up half a cup of sugar water and tasted it, it was really sweet, but a bit too sweet.

"How sweet is it? I'll try it." At this moment, Romon came back from the outside covered in sweat, and took a sip from his mother's cup, which made him so sweet! "Mom, this stuff is too sweet, aren't you afraid of getting diabetes?"

"What are you talking about? I just tasted it. It would be a pity to feed this good thing to pigs." Liu Chunlan has also gotten used to his son's more and more cheerful personality. He was quite stable in the early years, but now he lives without knowing how It's like this.

"It's a pity, otherwise, let's mix some cold boiled water in it, let my sister get it to the store, throw a few ice cubes and sell it as juice?" Luo Meng also felt that it was a waste to feed pigs with this juice .

"Is this possible?" Liu Chunlan was a little worried. If someone rumored that their juice was left over from making candied fruit, would the brand name be dumped?

"Why can't we? When we sell it, we should tell people what it is, and the price should be more affordable. If people want to buy it, they can buy it. If they don't want to buy it, I'll feed it to pigs on a small soil slope. There's no need to waste it anyway." Luo Meng I didn't worry that much.

Those sweet potato vines were fed to pigs in the past, don't they all eat them deliciously now?So there is no need to think too much about this kind of thing. The most important thing is that people think it is delicious and affordable. This syrup soaked in strawberries has thick strawberry juice inside. Add some water to make it less sweet, and make it into an iced drink. Drinking should be Not too bad.

"Why don't you talk to Hongfeng first?" Liu Chunlan had to be more cautious after all.

"Okay, then let's talk to her first." That's what it should be, no matter what happens in the store now, Luo Hongfeng has the final say, and Luo Meng can only give an opinion at most.

After a while, Liu Chunlan called Luo Hongfeng to Niuwangzhuang, pointed to the big bucket of syrupy strawberry juice, repeated what Luo Meng had said, and asked her if she could do that.Luo Hongfeng tasted the sugar liquid carefully, and said it was ok, this is very good, when the time comes, I will add some fresh strawberries, mix some cold water, add two pieces of ice, the price is cheaper, a cup sells for two yuan, and earns popularity .

This year, the weather is dry and hot. It is not yet June in the Gregorian calendar. At [-]:[-] in the morning, the temperature is already quite high. Those housewives in the town who go shopping on the street, and those who run small businesses drive tricycles Yes, when passing by her store, it would be very refreshing to drink a glass of cool fruit juice.

Liu Chunlan heard that both siblings had agreed, so she didn't say anything more, although she was still a little worried, for fear that someone who was jealous of their family would give her a bad name.

As a result, after two or three days, the supply of this new fruit juice in Luo Hongfeng's store was in short supply every day. Everyone in the town knew that it was left over from making strawberry preserves, so they didn't mind it. It was sweet and affordable, even if there were those Especially particular, although I don't drink, I don't say much.

This matter is not difficult to understand. If the family of Luo Meng and Luo Hongfeng opened an unknown small restaurant in Buffalo Town, they may really be rumored to be ugly if they do this now. I have made it clear earlier that it is the same, if the roots are not stable, it is destined to not be able to withstand the wind and rain.

But now the two siblings are very popular in the town. Luo Hongfeng is in the store all day long, and she basically recognizes everyone in Buffalo Town, including some famous people.Luo Meng even has that level of relationship with Boss Xiao, and I heard that his relationship with Hu Qunfeng, Wang Dasheng and others is also very good.

In this way, even if someone has pink eye and wants to make things difficult for them, he must first weigh his own weight.Speaking of which, Liu Chunlan just hasn't woken up from this identity change.

"Hongfeng! Where's my strawberry water?" At 09:30 in the morning, a fat woman in her 30s yelled into Luo Hongfeng's store.

"I'll keep it for you." Luo Hongfeng smiled, and took out two milk bottles from the freezer.

"Oh! You are more comfortable here! No, the pig skull you want." The fat woman handed the plastic bag to Luo Hongfeng with one hand, took the two bottles from her with the other, and sat down on the stool next to her. After getting down, he took a straw from the jar next to him and put it into the bottle, and drank the bottle of strawberry water in a few strokes.

"Here's the money." It was past nine o'clock, and the shop was a little deserted, so Luo Hongfeng took advantage of the opportunity and sat down on the stool next to her.

"I said Hongfeng, isn't it cheaper to sell your strawberry water for two yuan a bottle?" The fat woman sighed comfortably after drinking the strawberry water, and planned to take a short rest in this store. She sells pork in the vegetable market, and her man is watching at the stall at the moment, so she can hide for a while.

"It's not a good thing either." Luo Hongfeng took the money box over and sorted out the big and small bills inside.

"Why is it not a good thing? Some people just pay attention to it. You guys are still fresh. Who knows how long those drinks in the supermarket have been stored in bottles and cans, and I don't know what those people are thinking. What kind of things are these?" The fat woman said here, looked at the people who were eating in the store, and then stopped a little embarrassed, and asked Luo Hongfeng: "Why do you buy so many pig bones? My family's It’s not enough, I went to someone else’s house to find it for you.”

"My younger brother has a group of dogs, they are very good, and they can still look at the reservoir." Those big dogs and small dogs were all staying in Niuwangzhuang before, and they didn't meet Luo Hongfeng very often. Now they all came down to look at the reservoir. Yes, Luo Hongfeng sometimes rides by on a bicycle and can often see them chasing birds or something. The more I look at them, the more I like them.

"Well, those dogs are lucky to be reborn in your family." The fat woman sighed again as she said that. The couple sold pork in the vegetable market. What kind of people have never seen it before.After that, she waved her hand and picked up another bottle of strawberry water that she hadn't drunk yet: "I have to go back, the man is still waiting, and the bottle will be brought to you when the stall is closed."

"It's okay, we can leave it for a few more days and deliver it together." In Luo Hongfeng's store, just this kind of glass milk bottles can fill a room of an ordinary house, and there is a person in charge of washing and disinfecting the bottles.Generally, people in their town drink this bottled milk drink, and only those outsiders who are inconvenient to return the bottle drink the plastic bottled drink.

"Leave two more bottles for me tomorrow, ah, if you want pig skulls or something, just give me a call."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll keep it for you."

At noon that day, the big dogs and puppies in Niuwangzhuang ate bone soup again, and even Luo Meng and the others drank it.

"Old Ma, do you have any better liquor channels in Jiweilou?" After drinking the big bone soup, Luo Meng asked the little grandpa Ma beside him. few people.

"Why are you buying liquor?" Ma Dingliang's head seemed to be equipped with a radar.

"Isn't the loquat season almost over? I'm thinking about making some loquat wine." Luo Meng didn't hide it, even if he wanted to, he had to be able to hide it.

"Loquat wine is good, brew more when the time comes, and I'll let Xiaorong talk to you about the price." The old man was about to go to his own Jiweilou again.

"Forget it, I'll ask someone else." Romon waved his hand with a lack of interest, and couldn't help sighing, alas, it's obviously a good thing to make money, why do I feel so tired sometimes...

"You boy, you ask me about this, why do you ask him?" At this time, Bu Yigua wiped the soup from his mouth and spoke.

"Do you have a channel?" If there is a channel for this divination, it may not be worse than Jiweilou.

"What are you doing to lie to you? We're not as greedy as the old horse, it's just a matter of matchmaking. When this loquat wine is brewed, you can get me a three-altar and five-altar wine, and that's fine."

"Three altars!" Luo Meng offered one price, what three or five altars?Three altars are three altars, five altars are five altars, why not take two altars of loquat wine seriously?The loquats on their mountain sell for 30 yuan a catty!

"Hey, let me tell you, although their bar is not very famous and the price is not expensive, it is not worse than those famous wines. I heard that their ancestors were lucky, and later by chance, they got it. A recipe for brewing wine, this craft has now been accumulated and precipitated by several generations..." Bu Yigua started to talk like a storyteller.

"Okay, five altars are just five altars, but is this wine really that good?" If it is really that good, Luo Meng won't feel bad about the five altars of loquat wine. Can come and go frequently.

"Well, what about me, no matter how good you say it, you don't believe it. There is a number here, you should call first. If it doesn't work, you can go to their winery to see it yourself." Bu Yigua took out the phone book on his body , flipping through the pages, and soon came to a number that said "high school expensive".

Romon didn't hesitate, took the phone book in his hand, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"Who is it?" There was an angry voice on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Gao, right? I want to ask about liquor." Romon said.

"How much?" asked the other side in a daze.

"Five catties, ten catties and twenty catties are all worth some, and they have to be put on the altar." In fact, Luo Meng still believed in divination.

"The wine here is divided into three grades, upper, middle and lower. Which grade do you want?" the other party asked again.

"What's the difference between upper, middle and lower class?" Luo Meng really didn't understand liquor.

"You don't know that yet?" The person on the other end of the phone said in a tone that everyone on the earth knows: "The best wine is brewed with good grain. The price is 25, 45, 65, which one do you want?"

"Then ask for the best." Romon was indeed hit.

"Bring me the phone, and I'll talk to him." Bu Yigua shook his head and took the phone in Luo Meng's hand: "I said, you old boy, why don't you change your mind? Second-class wine, how can there be third-class wine? You want to use the top-class wine to sell it for a special price?"

"Hey, who are you?"

"Divination!"

"So it's you, the old magic stick! Hahaha! Why didn't you say it earlier? I wasted all my saliva! Say it! Tell me, how much do you want?"

"How much?" Bu Yigua asked Luo Meng.

"How much is it per catty?" At this moment, Romon also knew that the price he had just heard should be a bit problematic.

"Our good wine, how much is it per catty now?" Bu Yigua asked Gao Gaogui on the other end of the phone.

"What friendship do we have? Can I still sell you expensive? Don't worry, it's 45 for others, but for you..."

"42." Bu Yigua said directly to Romon without waiting for him to finish.

"Hey, 42 is 42. You don't know. Food prices have risen, and labor has also risen accordingly. Young people nowadays..." Gao Gaogui on the other end of the phone talked about 42 when Bu Yigua said. stand up.

"Don't worry, this old guy isn't very good, he still has a knack for brewing wine." Seeing that Luo Meng was hesitant, Bu Yigua said to Luo Meng directly, ignoring Gao Gaogui on the other end of the phone.

"Then let's start with three thousand catties, one thousand catties in a five catty altar, one thousand catties in a ten catty altar, and one thousand catties in a twenty catty altar." A profiteer, but Romon still decided to believe in divination to the end.

Bu Yigua told Gao Gaogui over the phone what Luo Meng wanted, and then warned him: "You old bastard, don't try to shoddy, I'm just squatting here."

"Don't worry, my boss is that kind of person..."

The two sides exchanged a few more words, and Bu Yigua hung up the phone and said to Luo Meng: "At that time, his family's younger generation will bring wine, and you can count an extra 1000 yuan for gasoline."

"Success." That's what it should be.

"Three thousand catties of wine? There are so many loquats on the mountain?" Mating Liang asked.

"No, bayberry will be ripe after a while." In the past, the old man Luo was most willing to drink bayberry wine. Unfortunately, bayberry is very expensive in their place, and the old man is not willing to brew more. This year, the bayberry grown by Luo Meng is ripe. , Naturally, I want to make ten altars and eight altars for my own father.

"Don't you have enough money to buy flower seedlings?" One catty is 42, but three thousand catties is 10,000+!

"Hey, we have money now." Romon grinned.

He hadn't expected it before, the loquat and strawberry, the money came so quickly!Coupled with the recently sold vegetable and egg roosters, Luo Meng is already relatively loose on hand.

Because those strawberries were grown by the old man Luo before, Luo Meng thought that the money from selling strawberries should be kept by the old couple, but the old man Luo and Liu Chunlan disagreed, saying that they didn't do any big things. It becomes dead money in their hands, why save so much money?It is enough to have the dividends from the store in the town.In the end, Luo Meng didn't refuse them, but decided to let them keep the money for Liu Chunlan's strawberry preserves in the future.

There is still a month before the flower seedling transaction. Although Luo Meng has not yet raised enough money, given the current situation, he is no longer worried about money.

After another busy day, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin were both in a good mood this evening, so they decided to go for a walk together. They had just walked to the hillside when they heard a long cry: "Moo!!!" At first glance, I saw Erlang standing by the edge of the cowshed, his two long and narrow eyes were staring at them for a moment.

"Come on." Romon beckoned at it, and the half-sized buffalo snorted happily, then skipped past.

This guy walks on the mountain all day long. Although he has grown a lot, he is still very flexible. When he jumps up, he looks like a pony, but the movement of stepping on the ground is indeed a bit louder. Pedestrians coming and going stepped on the solid road surface, and when it jumped, a series of deep and shallow pits popped out.

The two of them walked out along the gravel road by the stream. Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin talked while walking, and Erlang ate the strawberries on the side of the road with his tongue. The half-big buffalo refused to go any further, so Romon and Xiao Shulin had no choice but to pick a stone by the stream and sit down.

"You damn girl! Come back without saying a word! What do you want to do? Let me tell you about this, just two words, no way! Unless your old lady is dead!" At this time, there was a burst of noise from the village entrance There was noise, a peasant woman in her 40s was pulling a short and fat girl to the side of the road and shoving her.

"Oh, Spring Grass, it's already this time, where do you want her to go? Go home first, go home first." The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his 50s. The whole family knew Luo Meng. Wu Hongfu, his wife's name is Zhang Chuncao, and there are only two daughters in the family. The eldest daughter is said to be married in Buffalo Town, and the younger daughter is still working outside. Her name is Wu Zhanfang. It is estimated that she is the protagonist of this farce.

"Chuncao, why are you angry? Aren't there many young people in our village who came back this year? Working outside is hard work, and you have to look at people's faces. It's good to go home and do your own business." Enthusiastic villagers also said Follow up.

"They are all men! Can it be the same?" Zhang Chuncao replied stiffly, and it seemed that he did not intend to change his mind.

"Since the child has quit her job, let her live at home for a while, why push her away?" Wu Hongfu really loves his daughter.

"You asked her to stay? Can she still leave after staying here? You have soft ears, and you have to be told to change your mind in a few days. Let me tell you, she has to go today, don't you If she doesn’t want to, I’ll go!” Zhang Chuncao pushed her daughter to the side of the road, grabbed her arm with one hand, dragged the suitcase with the other, and waited for the car.

"Mom, if I don't leave, where do you want me to go?" Wu Zhanfang cried as he spoke.

"Where are you going? Isn't it better to go where than to stay in the village? You are so careless, it's so easy to live in the village? The wind and the sun, look at that Luo Minghui, the goats that have only been released for a few months are all exposed to the sun." What does it look like? You just want to come out, and what kind of rice noodles do you want? If people want to eat rice noodles, they won’t go to Xixi to buy them? Who will eat your rice noodles..." Zhang Chuncao was reading, tears streaming down her face.

"Didn't Zhanfang say that? The rice noodles in Xixi have also changed. A few days ago, we bought a handful from the store in the town, and it was not very good. It was hard and not soft when cooked, and it didn't taste like rice... "Wu Hongfu seems to want his daughter to stay at home.

"No rice flavor? Then what we make can have rice flavor? They have been making rice noodles in Xixi for hundreds of years, how can it be better than yours? You let her stay at home, after that What are you going to do? People who farm and dry rice noodles all day long look like sugar cakes, how can they find their in-laws in the future? You don’t know about our family’s situation? We don’t say anything, and people are still worried that we will have a relationship in the future. Let's share their sons and grandchildren with them!" Seeing that the man was unwilling to stand on her side and couldn't understand her painstaking efforts, Zhang Chuncao was so angry that she jumped up again, and her heart that had just been softened by her daughter also hardened. .

"I think Xixi's rice noodles are just like that. Except for one or two authentic ones, others may not be better than ours. Besides, we use the early rice grown by ourselves, and the rice noodles we make must be delicious. .” It turned out that Wu Hongfu had already been instigated by his daughter.

"No wonder! No wonder! I said why you are so diligent to plant two seasons this year! It turns out that you planted early rice for this girl! How can I say hello!" Zhang Chuncao was so angry that she was speechless.

"Chuncao, don't be angry, ah, don't be angry and ruin your body." The villagers who came out with them saw that Wu Hongfu didn't know how to turn at all, and they were also anxious. You said, why are you telling her about this now? ?Anyway, pass today's level first, and then go back and say no later on?

"Auntie... I really can't help it..." Zhang Chuncao cried and cried again: "Our family has always only knew how to spoil the children and don't care about anything. This bad guy will be done by myself... Suck... ...this year is not good, what's wrong with going to work outside, blowing on the air conditioner and playing on the computer? Is it worth going back to the village to suffer this?"

"What's the point of being a little tired? At least not angry!" Wu Hongfu also looked a little angry, squatting on the side of the road, and stopped talking.

"Mom, let me stay. I'll try it for a year. If it doesn't work, I will go to work next year." The girl still begged softly.

"No, how old are you? If your skin is tanned, you won't be able to keep it. Will you talk about a boyfriend in the future? Even if you say you're going to break the sky, you can't do it." Zhang Chuncao's attitude was very firm.

"Anyway, I just won't leave." If you can't be soft, then you have to be hard.

"You have to go if you don't!"

"I won't leave! I won't leave even if I die!"

"You dead girl! Say one more thing!"

"Just don't leave!"

There was a commotion on the side of the road, the mother and daughter quarreled more and more fiercely, until Zhang Chuncao started to beat her, and the people around her were pulling and persuading, and Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin also went to help. At this time, you can't just stand aside and watch the excitement.

Only Erlang was still standing there leisurely, eating strawberries while watching the fun, and snorted twice when he was happy watching.

While eating, I saw a figure flashing in front of me, and a plump girl jumped onto the strawberry field. It turned out that Wu Zhanfang was pushed by her mother and fell onto a strawberry field beside the road.

Erlang looked at Wu Zhanfang, then at the few strawberries crushed into pulp by her palm, then at the large strawberry field under her, finally he looked at Zhang Chuncao and the others opposite, and took a deep breath. Tone: "Moo!!!!!!"

"Hey! Hey! Niu Wang Xiao!" The few people on the opposite side felt that they were almost knocked out by the sound of Niu Wang Xiao.

"Look what we are doing here? In front of the Bull King!"

"Chuncao, go back, go back, the bull king is angry! Look at this mess!"

"No, it just barked!" Zhang Chuncao was still a little unbelieving.

"What's the matter? It's not enough to scream, and you have to show up to do ideological work for you?" Wu Hongfu was proud this time, and lo and behold, Niu Wang was on his side.

"Hey, Spring Grass, you have to think about this again." Everyone in the village heard the cow's roar just now, and now many people are walking towards the entrance of the village, asking them what happened, As soon as a few people in the know told the story, many villagers persuaded Zhang Chuncao.

"Mom..." Wu Zhanfang called again in a timely manner.

"Mom, why? I'll deal with you when I go back!" Zhang Chuncao said harshly, but there was already a look of hesitation on his face. Could it be that the bull king really meant that?

"It's okay, strawberries will grow again." After everyone finished walking, Romon patted Erlang's neck to comfort him.

"Moo..." Erlang called out in a low voice, feeling very wronged that those guys who damaged their strawberries ran away just like that.