Love after marriage with a husband

The stall owner was tall and his voice was loud, and his yelling could startle the birds that landed in front of the yard looking for food.

He told Fang Chongshan that because he had lived in Da'an for 20 years, a local friend he knew gave him a name of Zhang Gen.

"My friend explained to me that this meant that I should make this place my home."

Zhang Gen not only smiled openly, but also worked neatly.

Not only did he help Fang Chongshan choose a few colorful pearl seedlings with luxuriant branches and leaves, he even brought a large bamboo basket from the house, picked a lot of fruits that were about to ripen and threw them into the basket, and handed them to Fang Zhong together. mountain hand.

"Colorful pearls have a very short lifespan. After two to three years of fruiting, they will wither from the roots. You should take these back and plant them first, and try to see if they can survive."

Zhang Gen was afraid that Fang Zhongshan was inexperienced, so he had to repeat the same sentence several times, "If you really can't feed yourself, you might as well try to take out the seeds in the fruit and dry them, and take them out and bury them in the ground tomorrow spring. Can sprout!"

Fang Zhongshan was very grateful, took a basket full of colorful pearls, and thanked him several times.

Zhang Gen didn't know the benefits of these small fruits, but Fang Zhongshan's heart was as clear as a mirror. He didn't want to get the benefits of others for nothing, so when it was time to say goodbye, he took out all the strings of copper coins he had with him and wanted to give them away. Give Zhang Gen as a thank you.

Caught off guard by a few large strings of copper plates, Zhang Gen was a little confused. He waved his hands and refused: "There are some worthless seedlings on the left and right. It's not worth giving so much money! I can't accept it!"

But Fang Chongshan insisted that he take the copper coins, and said bluntly: "I have always wanted to find such colorful pearls to grow in my yard, and it is rare to meet uncle, you are so generous. These copper coins are just a little care, Mo I'm going to resign again!"

The sincerity of this speech, thinking that Fang Zhongshan might be a wealthy son in Fanyang City, willing to spend money to sell happiness, Zhang Gen's original refusal attitude gradually softened a bit, he hesitated to accept the money, and turned back to the house He also took out a half-sized bamboo basket to hold colorful pearls.

Two baskets full of colorful pearls were heavy to lift with one hand, Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran specially called a donkey cart with a large cart, and it took a lot of effort to lift the baskets onto the cart.

The master driving the donkey cart had never seen such a small and exquisite strange thing. While driving the donkey with a whip, he still looked back into the basket curiously and asked, "What kind of fruit is this? It's quite interesting to look at." .”

Fang Chongshan has always been very wary of strangers, and after careful consideration for a moment, he said: "This is the fruit of the seven-color pearl, which was obtained from a foreigner. Although it is said that it cannot be eaten, it looks good when placed at home."

As soon as the master heard that he couldn't eat it, he immediately let out an "oh" out of interest, turned his head away quickly, and didn't talk to him for a while.

All the way silently following the donkey's footsteps, when we arrived at Fengyun Drugstore, we happened to meet Mr. Ye sitting at the door of the drugstore chatting with customers while flapping his fan.

Mr. Ye fluttered his fan twice, looked up and saw Fang Zhongshan came back with a basket full of new gadgets, and hurriedly went to take a look at it, and asked while watching: "These little fruits are all good-looking. , where did you tinker with it?"

Fang Chongshan just wanted to whet his appetite, he smiled without saying a word, and after a while he said calmly: "Mr. Ye, since you are here, help me move to the backyard room together."

Before Mr. Ye could utter the words of refusal, Fang Zhongshan added wittily: "Let's keep it a secret from you for now, in short, it's just as good as jelly."

The wonderful taste of jelly is always easy to make people miss. Seeing that the summer is coming to an end and the autumn wind is coming, the number of Fang Zhongshan's jelly is getting smaller and smaller, and Mr. Ye has already filled his stomach with complaints.

Now that I heard that these fancy fruits are not inferior to jelly, Mr. Ye suddenly became interested, and his whole body was suddenly full of energy. He was obviously an old bone, but he roared a few times, and soon he Help Fang Zhongshan move two large baskets of colorful pearls into the backyard.

After moving to the place, Mr. Ye was so exhausted that he was out of breath, and he still persistently chased Fang Chongshan and asked, "Everyone who can help you move has already moved, so don't pretend to be a fool in front of me. This fruit looks like it was collected and distributed by foreigners." You can only find it somewhere, tell me quickly, can it be used for cooking or pickling?"

Asking and asking, at the end of the question, there was a question from the soul: "Can I grab the first bite in advance?"

Fang Chongshan was dumbfounded by his series of questions, and replied with a smile: "It is indeed to be pickled, but this time it cannot be pickled with sugar, but salt."

As early as when he got these colorful pearls, Fang Zhongshan had already made a plan in his heart. Apart from leaving some seeds for next year's seedlings, he would use half of the remaining large basket of fruits for pickled peppers and half for pickled peppers. Used to try to make hot pot.

Although it has come to the end of summer, the weather is still very hot, and there are too many colorful pearls picked, even if they are well preserved, they may not be able to avoid the end of spoilage.

Making it into pickled peppers has become Fang Zhongshan's best choice right now.

Fang Chongshan has always been vigorous and resolute in his work. Now that he has made a plan in his heart, seeing that the sky is still clear, and there are two idlers, Mr. Ye and Cai Xuan, who are doing nothing, he can be called to be a helper. The plan to make pickled peppers will soon be over. was acted upon.

Jiang Ran still took the job of cleaning the colorful pearls. He was sitting by the well while fetching water and humming a song, very relaxed.

Crimson purple and colorful pearls the size of glass beads floated on the water basin one by one, looking more and more small and transparent. Cai Xuan said that he wanted to help, but in fact he dawdled away from doing the work, and squatted in the basin curiously. Poke the fruit before playing.

Seeing Fang Chongshan, he couldn't help introducing to Cai Xuan with a smile: "This is a seven-color pearl, which was given by a foreigner. It is said that the leaves of this seven-color pearl can be used as medicine, and making soup is the most nourishing for the stomach."

Cai Xuan was obsessed with herbal medicine in his early years, and he often didn't remember when to eat, which made him suffer from stomach problems. Hearing Fang Zhongshan's words, he suddenly became energetic, and he grabbed a floating fruit and held it in his hand to play with.

"The leaves can be used to make soup and nourish the stomach, so what can this fruit be used for?"

Fang Chongshan deliberately played tricks, blinked at him, and replied mysteriously: "Anyway, it is a good food to eat. If you are really curious, you will know if you taste it yourself?"

Cai Xuan had suffered several times at Fang Zhongshan's hands, the more he heard him say that, the more curious he was itching in his heart, and he carefully confirmed again and again: "Is it really edible? It won't be poisonous, right?"

Fang Chongshan was busy with his work and didn't answer him. After all, Cai Xuan couldn't get over his damn curiosity, and carefully took a small bite of the fruit.

As soon as he bit it down, the hot juice choked into his throat mercilessly. Cai Xuan was taken aback. He spit out the small piece of fruit in his mouth, and stretched out his trembling hands to hold the cold well. Water to relieve spicy.

"Okay, you little bastard! You're taking the opportunity to hurt me again!" When the stinging pain eased a little, Cai Xuan was so angry that he burst out with foul language, accusing bitterly.

Fang Zhongshan retorted leisurely: "I just said that I can eat it, but I didn't say what it tastes like. Could it be that I forced you to eat this fruit?"

Cai Xuan was speechless with a simple sentence, and the old but childish doctor Cai Xuan couldn't talk to him, so he simply cursed in anger: "I don't think your fruit is very tasty. Go, when it's done, even if it's delivered to my mouth, I won't take a bite!"

Fang Chongshan has long had a clearer understanding of the true essence of human beings, and he did not take Cai Xuan's angry words to heart at all, and continued to do what he should do.

Jiang Ran picked out the colorful pearls washed in the water one by one and put them in a clean bamboo basket to dry. Originally, she was curious about what the fruit tasted like, but when she saw Cai Xuan's reaction, she was so scared that Xiao Shuang'er didn't dare to toss any more .

Because of the need to store herbal medicines for many years, there are many sealed earthen jars in the pharmacy, which were just borrowed by Fang Zhongshan to wipe them clean, and they were neatly placed on the ground in rows.

Together with Jiang Ran, Fang Zhongshan stuffed the colorful pearls into the bottom of the pot, and did not stop until it covered half of the clay pot. He was doing work, and Mr. Ye, who was sent out to buy soy sauce, finally came back.

There was a time in the previous life when Fang Zhongshan was very short of money. In order to save money on food, he often had to make a large jar of pickled peppers by himself, served with white rice, and ate it for half a month.

For Fang Zhongshan, who is used to eating pickled peppers, making pickled peppers is really easy. All you need is a jar of soy sauce, a few garlic cloves, and fresh and tender peppers.

There is no such thing as soy sauce in Da'an, but soy sauce is occasionally used in the kitchens of ordinary people to stir-fry.

They are all condiments brewed from beans. Fang Zhongshan once bought some soy sauce and tasted it carefully, and he decided that the so-called soy sauce was not much different from the soy sauce he remembered. Much more mellow.

As soon as Fang Chongshan took the soy sauce bought by Mr. Ye, he poured it into the clay pot filled with colorful pearls in a smooth motion. Seeing that the soy sauce was almost out of fruit, he stopped his hands, picked up the lid and sealed it again.

Mr. Ye stood watching with his arms sleeved, and couldn't help questioning, "The good thing you said is just soaking it in soy sauce?"

Fang Zhongshan responded, taking it for granted, "Seal it in a cool place for ten days and half a month, and then you can take it out and eat it."

This time, not only Mr. Ye and Cai Xuan couldn't stand it anymore, even Jiang Ran, who had always trusted Fang Zhongshan, had a little suspicion in his eyes, "In this kind of weather, if it's left for ten days and a half months, I'm afraid it's already gone. You can't eat the bad ones, right?"

Mr. Ye, who pre-ordered the pickled peppers, changed his face even more. It stinks."

"I don't want to take your first bite! What if you really mess up your stomach?"