The Scenery of Farmgate

The next day, without going to the county town to set up a stall, Yang Shu slept in. When he woke up, he found that Yang's mother was the only one left in the family feeding the chickens, and everyone else had gone out.

Mother Yang glanced back at him, "Get up, there is still hot porridge in the pot, go and eat it by yourself."

Yang Shu responded, went to wash his face first, and at the same time asked Yang's mother, "Mother, where is Ning Ning, has he gone out too?"

Yang's mother said: "I went to pick the pig's nostrils with your sister-in-law and the others. He also made the breakfast in the morning."

As Yang's mother said, she simply walked up to Yang Shu, "Although Ning Ning is a brother, he is much better than Yang Qiao'er's flamboyant, you must not do anything to offend him, or I will let your father interrupt you." legs!"

Yang Shu didn't expect Mother Yang to mention this, so he laughed and said, "Mother, don't you know who I am? The past is the past, so I won't bother you."

"Yesterday I said in front of so many people that Ningning is the only one in this life. If I want to have something to do with Yang Qiaoer, I'll slap myself in the face. I know Ningning's goodness, mother, don't worry."

Mother Yang was quite satisfied with these words, "That's about the same, by the way, what are you going to do this morning, what kind of powder are you making?"

"Let me take a look at what's in the house now," Zhang and the others are collecting bamboo shoots and fungus, and Yang Shu doesn't know how many there are.

"Then, you eat first, and then watch."

Yang Shu responded, washed his face and rinsed his mouth, and went to the kitchen.

Breakfast is porridge, and then it comes with a pickle. Yang Shu didn't eat the pickle, so he went to the house to move things out after a few mouthfuls of porridge.

About two catties of fungus were picked, and they were dried according to Yang Shu's instructions.

There are a lot of bamboo shoots, and they are all processed and cut into shreds, mixed with seasonings and packed in jars, and after a few days of marinating, they will become sour bamboo shoots.

In this era, there are already peanuts, and the Yang family has a kind of them. When they need to use them, they are peeled and fried.

Yang Shu calculated the ingredients for making snail noodles, and now the noodles and bean curd sticks are missing.

The bean curd sticks are peeled off, dried in the sun and deep-fried. The vermicelli can also be put in the sun. Yang Shu thought about it, went to soak the rice and prepared to make rice noodles first.

He didn't make tofu today, and he couldn't peel off the tofu, so he can try it tomorrow.

Not long after Yang Shu soaked the rice, a child came with a basket of snails. As soon as he arrived at the door, he yelled at Yang Shu, "Uncle Yang, do you take the snails?"

Yang Shu didn't recognize which family this was, but he presumably belonged to the family that lent money to the Yang family.

Yang Shu took the wooden basin and went out, "Take it, you pour the snails into this wooden basin and let me see if it's good or bad. If there's no problem, I'll weigh it for you."

The child responded, quickly took out the basket and poured out the snails, then squatted beside Yang Shu to watch him pick out the bad snails, and talked to him, "Uncle Yang, can these snails really be sold for money?"

"Of course, snails can be eaten, as long as someone buys them, they can be exchanged for money." The snails picked up by the child were all solid, big and few were broken, so Yang Shu went to get a scale to weigh him.

"It's exactly two catties and three Wen. Should I give it to you directly or let your adults settle it?"

The child was still a little dazed, "Can you give it to me directly?"

Yang Shu said: "Of course, this is the snail you went to pick up. You earned it. If you are afraid of losing it, I will give you a name first. When you save more, your parents will come and get it."

The kid hadn’t made any money on his own yet. Hearing what Yang Shu said, he immediately expressed that he wanted to take it by himself. Yang Shu counted three copper coins and gave them to him, “Remember to tell your parents when you go back, you can keep it for yourself, but you can’t. Misuse."

The child nodded obediently, "Well, I won't use it indiscriminately, thank you Uncle Yang."

Yang Shu touched his head and rubbed it, "Go ahead and tell the others, don't pick up snails that are too small, and don't pick up rotten ones."

The child nodded and ran away with the basket in hand.

Mother Yang came out of the room and took a look, "That's the son of the Wu family, named Tietou."

After she finished speaking, she said to Yang Shu: "Just give the money to the child like this, and you won't be afraid that his adults will come to find you."

"Mother, the children are well taught, and they are not so ignorant. What's more, they earned it themselves, so why can't they take it by themselves?"

Yang's mother didn't listen to his nonsense, "The child is still raised by the mother's father, shouldn't the money earned be handed over to the parents?"

Yang Shu is helpless, in this era, children are the property of their parents, and they can buy or sell them as they please. It is estimated that not many people will listen to his statement.

Yang Shu didn't argue with Yang's mother, but he felt that the children of the Yang family must not be raised like that. People don't have their own thoughts, so they are different from puppets.

Several children came this morning, some of them took the copper coins themselves, and some said they kept them for adults to come and pick them up, Yang Shu followed them.

The rice noodles need to be soaked overnight before they can be ground. Yang Shu thinks that he won't be able to eat them during the day, but he can have them for dinner, so his family can try them first.

But to make snail noodles, the rice noodles should be round, and he needs to make a tool. Yang Shu told Mother Yang and ran away. He wanted to find the carpenter in the village.