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After deciding on the matter of digging wild vegetables, Lao Zhou called Luo Hanliang again. It was still early at this time, Luo Hanliang and his wife were still awake, and they were really watching TV.

The couple now live on the side of Xiaotupo. Firstly, they can take care of the big and small pigs in case of any problems at night, and secondly, they are afraid that someone will steal the pigs.Lao Zhou had seen their house in the past. It was a clean and tidy cement house with everything, but it was too close to the pigsty and the smell was not good.

"How many pigs are you going to kill tomorrow?" Luo Meng asked Luo Hanliang.

"Tomorrow Saturday, there will be a lot of people buying vegetables here, and they plan to kill three. What's wrong, you want pork?" Luo Hanliang said.On Saturdays and Sundays, many people who go to work in the unit have their holidays. On this day, there are more people in Dawan Village in Buffalo Town than usual. Luo Meng’s supermarket will also increase the supply, and Dawan Village will also Almost, Luo Hanliang and the others killed one or two more pigs than usual.

"I'm going to order ribs and pork." The dishes can be wild vegetables, but the meat has to be good.

"Then I'll kill one more." Luo Hanliang said immediately.Romon wanted a lot more. Now that he came, the three pigs would definitely not be enough to sell tomorrow.

"When the time comes, you will take a pig away from me." What Lao Zhou said meant that he would trade his big fat pig for the bone and pork.

This is not the first time they have done this business. A pig has a lot of things after it is killed, such as pig head, pig tail, pig heart, pork belly, etc. If Lao Zhou kills the pig himself, who will eat the pig head and who will eat the pig tail? It's not so easy to divide, it's much easier to directly replace with Luo Hanliang and the others with bone and pork.

"Okay." Luo Hanliang happily agreed.The weather has been hot recently, and Xiuzhu in their family is a little angry, so she just took the heart of the old Zhou's pig and stewed it with honey for her to drink soup to reduce the fire and moisten the dryness.

Although they were all big fat pigs raised in the same place, the pigs of Lao Zhou's family were fatter and stronger than the pigs raised by Luo Hanliang and the others, and they seemed to be in good spirits.

Considering the cost of breeding, Luo Hanliang’s pigs eat the most sweet potato vines and add less food, while the old Zhou’s pigs eat better. The breakfast shop in the town has swill every day. On the side of Niuwangzhuang, Liu Caiyun and the others Every day, they would use the swill from the cafeteria and other leftovers of their brains to cook, and let the young people in Niuwangzhuang use tricycles to pull them to Xiaotupo to feed the pigs.

Xiao Shulin went out early the next morning. Now he has to go to the town to practice martial arts almost every morning. Luo Meng also went to see him a few times when he was free. Seeing his vigorous moves, he was very envious.

But Luo Meng is just envious, if he were to go to the cultural square every day to practice martial arts like Xiao Shulin, he probably wouldn't be able to persist.Bu Yigua didn't accept Luo Meng as an apprentice at the beginning, it was really a wise decision, this is really not the material for martial arts.

Father Zhou and his son had breakfast in the courtyard, and then rode a three-wheeled motorcycle to find Luo Hanliang to pick up the goods.

Because Houwazi was sitting in the back of the car, Lao Zhou rode the tricycle very slowly, swaying all the way to the village, and just after crossing the road, he felt that his shoulders were lightly pressed , thought it was his son, but when he turned his head, he saw Huahua's big and ugly face. This guy put his two furry paws on Lao Zhou's shoulders, frowning, and looked at him seriously. In the direction of the drying field.

Before Lao Zhou had time to figure out what this guy was looking at, a gust of wind blew over from the sun-drying field and brought a burst of scallion oil. It seemed that someone was selling breakfast at the sun-drying field today.

"Wang!" Sanmao also urged Lao Zhou to drive faster in the back of the car.

"What's the rush? Didn't you just have breakfast?" Lao Zhou continued to drive unhurriedly. The road into the village is not very wide, and there are many people coming and going at this time. If you drive fast, if someone accidentally squeezes someone into the nearby rice field, not to mention falling all over the mud, you will have to ruin a lot of crops.

The car turned a corner, and the field of vision was much wider. From their side, they could see a stall selling breakfast on the side of the grain drying field. The square tables and stools were all used for weddings and weddings in the village. Varied.

"Romeng, come, try our baked mille-feuille." When their tricycle approached, the proprietress at the stall also saw the father and son Luomeng.

"You guys are so nimble, you set up the booth so quickly?" Romon found a place beside their booth to park the tricycle, and then led the monkey boy to find a place on their booth. Sitting down, Sanmao and Huahua naturally did not fall down either.

The owners of this breakfast stand are Luo Wanqiang and his wife. The couple also just came back from outside a few days ago. They have been doing business outside before.

At the earliest time, the two of them went out to work together with the people in the village. Later, they learned how to make deep-fried dough sticks from others, and set up a deep-fried dough stick stall. Later, they learned how to make pancakes. After saving some capital, they opened Started a breakfast shop, this business of selling breakfast has been in business for more than ten years.

"I haven't got everything ready yet. No, it just happened to be Saturday and Sunday. Everyone said that there were a lot of people in our sun-drying field these two days, so we borrowed something from our village and sold it for two days to see the situation." " Luo Wanqiang's daughter-in-law said, and quickly made a bowl of sweet potato porridge for Luo Meng and Hou Wazi, and then served them a plate of puff pastry, two deep-fried dough sticks, and a plate of side dishes.

"It's not so much, I just had breakfast." Romon repeatedly declined.

"What are you afraid of? If you can't eat it, you can feed it to the chickens. You can't waste it. Come on, try our egg pancake again. It's tender. The eggs in our village are good, you say." Luo Wanqiang said and served them another The plate of egg pancakes is here.

"Whenever you want to buy chicks, you can come to my place. We have a girl named Chai Fengxiang, have you heard of it? The chickens are sure to be accurate. If you want males, she will catch males for you, and if you want females, she will give you them." Catch your mother." Luo Meng picked up a chopstick and put the omelette in his mouth, it was really smooth and soft, and the taste was very good.

"Anyone else want rooster seedlings?" Luo Wanqiang squinted his eyes and laughed.

"You can raise them as breeders, or you can buy ready-made breeders from me, but the price will be high." Lao Zhou said.Rooster seedlings were really hard to sell. Those in their village who asked him to buy chicken seedlings usually only needed hen seedlings, and at most one or two roosters.

"I'll go to your place to buy some chicklings when I have free hands in two days." Luo Wanqiang and the others are indeed planning to buy chicklings. They are in the breakfast business, and there are many things that can be used to feed the chickens. "How about it, isn't my cake doing well?"

"It's delicious, and this porridge is also good." Lao Zhou boasted.

"How nice it is to be at home. You can just make porridge. The rice washing water and the sweet potato skin can be used to feed the chickens. It doesn't waste anything at all." At this time, Luo Wanqiang's wife was giving the guests some money. , I just said it.

"That's not true. The things on my Niuwangzhuang have never been wasted. Those who feed the chickens feed the chickens, and those who feed the cows feed the cattle. When it comes out, it's another batch of good fertilizer." Lao Zhou was deeply impressed by Luo Wanqiang's daughter-in-law's words.

A few adults were talking there, and Houwazi was not idle, Huahua and Sanmao kept urging him to feed them. Huahua liked to eat egg pancakes, Sanmao liked puff pastry, and Houwazi fed them piece by piece. , These two people ate mouthfuls, and after a while, the two plates of pancakes bottomed out.

"Lao Zhou, try my soy sauce." At this time, a young daughter-in-law from the booth next to her came over with a soy sauce bottle, took a small plate from Luo Wanqiang's booth, poured some soy sauce into it and pushed it to Lao Zhou. Zhou Qianqian: "Try it, it tastes delicious when dipped in deep-fried dough sticks."

"Did you make it yourself?" Lao Zhou looked at the plate of soy sauce. It was much lighter in color than the soy sauce bought outside, and looked a little darker than the tea they drank in the village. It was clear in color and had a delicate smell.

"Last year, my parents planted a lot of edamame on the ridge of the field. They originally planned to sell the beans in an online store. After we made up our minds, we decided to use them to make soy sauce. After making it, it is still a craft, isn't it?" .”

The young daughter-in-law was not in a hurry to leave. At this time, it was already 07:30, and many things on the stalls were sold out. The morning market in the village was about to start to disperse. By eight o'clock, this There are basically not many people in the sun-drying field.

"That's true. Look at Wu Zhanfang from our village, how well their rice noodles are selling now." Luo Wanqiang's wife said.

"We're just getting started." The young daughter-in-law laughed.Wu Zhanfang is now in Dawan Village, and he can be regarded as a successful entrepreneur.

While the two of them were talking, Lao Zhou also took a bite of the fried dough sticks in front of him and dipped them in soy sauce.

"Aww!" Huahua used its cat paws to pull Lao Zhou's trouser legs. Seeing Lao Zhou eating deep-fried dough sticks, it looked greedily at the side, and within a short while, this guy had already wiped out the plate of egg pancakes.

Lao Zhou tore off a section of fried dough sticks with his hands, dipped some soy sauce in it and fed it, and then tore off another section and fed it to Sanmao.

"This soy sauce tastes really good, isn't it troublesome to make?" Old Zhou asked the young wife.

"It took more than half a year of hard work. At the beginning, we didn't understand anything. We saw someone posted a post on the Internet, so we followed suit. Later, when something went wrong, we went to the elder sister who posted it. , that eldest sister is very nice, she almost teaches by hand." said the new daughter-in-law.

"Then this soy sauce is made, did you send some to others?" Luo Wanqiang's wife asked.

"I sent some soy sauce, and some of our own eggs and glutinous rice." The young daughter-in-law said.

"It's time to send something. It's not easy to meet a good person. When I learned how to make deep-fried dough sticks with your brother Wan Qiang, I was paid for it. They still kept it hidden." Wan Qiang's daughter-in-law Said.

"Hey, some people are like that." Luo Wanqiang spoke from the side.At this time, the things on their stall were almost sold out, and they didn't seem to plan to continue to make it, so they just sold the remaining things, and they were not very busy.

"In autumn this year, we plan to plant a batch of rapeseed. At that time, we will also use our own oil for the fried dough sticks. The rapeseed stalks and rapeseed cakes can be smashed and fed to the chickens. In the spring of next year, we will plant more rice and sweet potatoes. Cooking sweet potato porridge and sweet potato skins with fine bran throughout the year are used to feed the chickens, and eggs are picked every day. Thinking about these days, I think it is beautiful.” Luo Wanqiang’s wife lifted up her apron and wiped the oil stains on her hands, with a smile on her face Said willingly.

"Our couple are opening up wasteland recently. We plan to grow more soybeans and make more soy sauce in autumn." The young daughter-in-law said the same thing.

"Can you feed the bean dregs left over from making soy sauce to the chickens?" Luo Wanqiang's daughter-in-law thought about feeding the chickens.

"Hey, it can be fed, but it's a bit salty, so it needs to be mixed with some feeding." The young daughter-in-law said.

"It's not easy, just add more rice bran and vegetable leaves." Luo Wanqiang's wife said.

While they were talking, there were fewer and fewer people buying vegetables in the grain drying field. After the villagers sold their vegetables, some of them went to Luo Wanqiang's stall to have porridge and deep-fried dough sticks.

The sweet potato porridge with side dishes on Luo Wanqiang’s stall is only two yuan a piece, a deep-fried dough stick is one yuan and five yuan, and a piece of puff pastry or egg pancake is two yuan. The villagers in Dawan Village can afford this price now. , now everyone has an income, and it is not like in the past that a dime can't wait to be broken into two flowers.

When the fried dough sticks were sold out, Luo Wanqiang and his wife poured the remaining oil in the pot into an iron bucket filled with half a bucket of fine bran in front of everyone, and mixed it with a stick, saying that they would take it back to feed the chickens later.

The two old people who stayed in the village didn't delay farming or feeding the chickens during the two years they were outside, but this time Luo Wanqiang and his wife came back, and the burden on the old people's shoulders was much lighter. For those who collect vegetables in the field, there are also people who can help, right?

"This oil is well poured." A group of villagers were sitting leisurely at their stall eating breakfast. At this time, Luo Wanqiang and his wife poured out the remaining oil for frying fried dough sticks, and someone immediately shouted.

"It's not your family's oil, so it must be well poured." Other villagers joked.

"Can't it be used to feed chickens, and it doesn't waste things." The man said just now.

"Feed the chicken with this oil, you think the chicken won't get angry after eating it?"

"What are you afraid of, feed more vegetable leaves."

"If it doesn't work, chop up some white courgettes."

"Then it's better not to eat oil, and that's the problem."

"You don't know that. Give some oil and water, and the chicken will grow fat and fast."

"Pour me some soy sauce too."

"This fried dough stick with soy sauce is really good."

"Then you can also buy a bottle and go back to eat."

"This small bottle costs ten yuan, which is too expensive."

"I still feel distressed. I will sell two more catties of vegetables tomorrow and I will come back."

"Do you think that green vegetable fell from the sky? From sowing to harvesting, it took a long time to wait on it like an ancestor. I was afraid that it would dry up on sunny days, and it would be flooded when it rained. I was afraid that it would not grow well if it was not fat enough. It’s too much and I’m afraid of burning the roots.”

"What do you think you are trying so hard to figure out? You are not even willing to buy a bottle of soy sauce."

"Tsk... also, hey, bring me a bottle of soy sauce too."

"Luo Meng, come and get your stuff, we're going to close the stall." While talking here, Luo Hanliang called out.

"Here we come." Luo Meng hurriedly got up and rode his tricycle over there. When they first arrived, there were many people in the grain drying field, and it was difficult for a tricycle to ride in. Now it was much more empty.

"You really don't need to be in a hurry, just now several customers saw these I left beside them, and they insisted that I sell them some." Luo Hanliang helped Luo Meng move those bones and pork into the back of the car.

"There were so many people just now that cars couldn't come in." Luo Meng laughed.

"I also left an extra pork belly and a pork kidney for you." Luo Hanliang said and put a pork belly and a pork kidney in the basket of bone.

"Okay, thanks." Romon knew that these two were Raotou.

"Are there any mille-feuilles?" At this time, Wu Zhanfang hurriedly ran from the village to the grain drying field to buy breakfast.

"Haha, it's long gone." The people at the booth all looked gloating.

"Is there nothing? The fried dough sticks are gone?" Wu Zhanfang looked left and right, and there was indeed nothing.

"Even scraped the porridge bucket clean." Those people laughed and laughed.

"It's not even eight o'clock yet." Wu Zhanfang was a little depressed.

"It's almost eight o'clock, isn't it early?" People in the village get up to pick vegetables at four or five o'clock, and few people sleep until after six o'clock. Eight o'clock is really late for them.

"Hey, it seems that I have to eat rice noodles again today." Wu Zhanfang's rice noodles are indeed delicious, but no matter how delicious they are, eating them every day will get boring: "Honey boy, why don't you go to our house to eat rice noodles mixed with lard?" ?”

"Woof!" Before Houwazi could say anything, Sanmao flicked his tail. This guy obviously loved this mouthful.

"..." Huahua turned to look at Houwazi, and Houwazi looked at Lao Zhou.

"Go if you want, don't eat too much." Lao Zhou was also very talkative.

Wu Zhanfang and his family have freshly baked rice noodles, which are springy, glutinous and fragrant, mixed with a spoonful of lard boiled with shallots, and sprinkled with a few drops of soy sauce, Xiao Shulin can eat a full bowl at a time. Haiwan, but he has a thin skin, so he is embarrassed to go to eat it often. Houwazi is still young, so he doesn't know how to be shy. He doesn't know what he will be like when he grows up. Whether he will be more like Romond or Xiao Shulin.

Leaving Houwazi in the village, Luo Meng first rode a tricycle to his parents' place, left the pig belly behind, and told them about Houwazi's stay at Wu Zhanfang's house, and had lunch later If he didn't come over when it was time, let the old couple go over to pick it up.

This weekend, there are a lot of people in Niuwangzhuang, and the village is relatively clean. Later, Luo Meihui and Luo Meiling should come back from the town. These two girls have been practicing martial arts for a long time. They retreated, but in the end they were forced by their old mother to persevere.

Coming out of the village, Luo Meng went to the blacksmith shop again, and carried the pork loin to Boss Xiao.

Ever since he got together with Xiao Shulin, whenever Romeng got something for his parents, he had to think about getting a share for Boss Xiao. After a long time, it basically became a habit.

In the end, the remaining bones and pork are pulled to Niuwangzhuang. First of all, the mushroom shed and the milk powder factory must be divided, because these two places cook by themselves. At about nine o'clock every morning, it is enough to send the fresh vegetables and meat of the day.

The rest, the two stilted buildings on the mountain, the buffalo restaurant in the town, the supermarket, and the food for so many people in the courtyard are all under the care of Fatty Hou.

At around nine o'clock, the first batch of wild vegetables came down from the mountain. Besides some common varieties such as Chinese toon, shepherd's purse and gray vegetables, they even dug up a lot of Pueraria lobata roots for the person in charge of collecting flowers to help transport them back.

These are all wild kudzu roots, which cost a lot of money per catty on the market, especially these kudzu roots seem to be quite old, and the biggest one weighs about twenty or thirty catties. I feel that my wild vegetable plan this time is really a big loss.

However, there are quite a lot of kudzu roots in this pile, big and small. Lao Zhou usually goes up the mountain, but he doesn't see how many kudzu vines on the top of his own mountain. How did that boy Ye Qian find it?

Lao Zhou endured and endured, and finally he couldn't help but called Ye Qian: "You won't dig up all the kudzu roots on my mountain?"

"No, I didn't let those who haven't grown enough for three or five years." Rose said.

"..." Old Zhou.

—— What Rose said meant that all those over three or five years ago were dug up.