The road to get rich through salted fish

Liang Feng didn't say anything more, and smiled silently. There was no need to say anything about this kind of thing, and he just had a sudden whim.

Many people want to do it but are unable to do it. Some people can do it but are unwilling to do it. He happens to be both able and willing to do it, so just concentrate on doing it.

The village chief tapped the old tobacco stick on the table, "Are you planning to buy quilts, charcoal, and food directly from the county seat and bring them back?"

Liang Feng nodded, "Well, I'll buy it tomorrow, and send it out as soon as it's done. It's too cold recently, and it's hard for the elderly and children."

"Alright, besides, if you buy it in the village, I'm afraid there will be some people who want money and life, and it won't be winter."

Liang Feng sighed, feeling sad, if it wasn't that he couldn't live on, who would be willing to part with the remaining warmth?

He thought for a while, and then said, "Then when the weather clears up in a few days, I plan to hold a banquet again and ask the big guys to help me repair those leaky houses in the village."

Hearing this, the village chief's eyes brightened obviously, but he frowned soon, "This is very good, Afeng, you are really amazing, but there is no need for you to hold a special banquet, since they are all from the same village. It’s not all easy to do.”

Liang Feng smiled, "It's not about this, it's the end of the year, so it's good for everyone to get together and have fun."

Having said all this, the village chief couldn't refute anymore, he just raised his eyes and took a deep look at him, and said slowly,

"You are considerate and know how to behave."

Liang Feng got the numbers and the list from the village chief's house, and then braved the wind and snow to wander around the village. However, the weather was not so good at the moment, and he was almost the only one left on the entire village road. Human footprints.

Two brothers, Liang Mengchun and the four little ones, squeezed their hands together on the bullock cart, letting out a breath of steam from time to time, and their eyebrows almost froze.

After the cold weather, the elementary school children who are afraid of freezing at home have already troubled Uncle Leizi to help add a canopy to the bullock cart, and added thick curtains to their house, but at the moment, under the howling cold wind, it seems that they are also It doesn't work.

"You squeeze each other tightly to keep you warm, and you'll suffer even if you read a book!" Liang Zhongxia couldn't help laughing as he looked at the little quails shivering from the cold.

Just as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a prickling pain from ice needles in his throat, which made him swallow several times in fright, that's a god.

Yunchen was squeezed into the innermost part of the bullock cart, motionless, staring blankly at the front, with only one thing on his mind, which was to hurry home and drink some big bowls of hot soup.

Suddenly, he frowned, looked at the blurry figure in the distance, and opened his eyes wide, "Is that Dad?"

"Hey, little guy, don't be funny, just because of dad's virtue, even if you tell him there are 100 taels of gold outside, he won't come out to pick it up in this weather." Liang Zhongxia covered his mouth with one hand, speaking in a low voice .

"That's right, grandpa is the laziest." Bao'er's movements and tone were exactly the same as his father's.

Xiao Shitou scratched his head and said uncertainly, "It seems to be really grandpa."

After a while, the bullock cart moved forward a few steps, and Liang Mengchun, who was sitting on the outermost side, said in a muffled voice, "It's dad, I'll drive the cart over."

Liang Zhongxia's eyes widened, "Oh my God, what's falling today is white snow, isn't it red rain?"

Yun Chen glanced at them triumphantly, "Look at your bad eyes."

All the flags and drums died down.

Liang Feng looked at the bullock cart that was getting closer and closer to him, and knew that those guys from his family had returned, and he just finished a circle, so he stood there and waited for them for a while.

The snowy road was slippery and difficult, and it took a while for the frame to reach the front.

Liang Mengchun raised his arms, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, and then shouted loudly, "Father, get in the car!"

After dinner, Liang Feng reported his plans for the day to his family. He said it was a discussion, but he was only being polite, to save face for his grown children. This family is basically his family, and no one else Qualification rebuttal.

Liang Zhongxia grinned, "Father, that's why you went out today. Dad, you are such a great person."

Liang Feng glared at him, "Are you looking for a fight?"

"I think it's pretty good. We're all from the same village. We can help if we can, and it doesn't cost a lot of money. Our lo mei shop business will be good at the end of the year, and we can earn back the money in a day." Liang Mengchun nodded, thinking The reverence for his father deepened a bit.

"Axue and his wife will definitely not have any objections."

Liang Feng looked at Yun Qing while talking. Yun Qing was his beloved, so he naturally wanted his approval the most.

Yun Qing smiled brightly, "I think you did a good job. You just gave them quilts, charcoal and food. If you gave them money, many of them would probably be reluctant to use it, and it would be a waste of our time."

"Yes." Liang Feng sighed.

Yun Qing asked again, "Then those people who gave it to you, have you made sure that there is no problem?"

"It's natural."

Yunchen squatted by the stove to dry his hands, flipped through the sweet potatoes, and then interjected, "If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. Dad, I think you have the potential to be a famous person in history."

Liang Feng rubbed his head smoothly,

"Meng Chun, if you go to the county seat tomorrow, arrange for someone to deliver it. In the evening, we will distribute it to the dozen or so households."

"it is good."

This incident was carried out silently in the dark, and except for the dozen families of widows, widows, orphans, disabled and sick who benefited, there was hardly any commotion in the village.

However, there is one thing that is very noticeable. This year's Xinghua Village hardly happened, and the old people and children froze to death and starved to death.

In such beautiful steps, the end of the year is getting closer.

Sweets and pastries are the most popular during the New Year's Eve. Liang Feng's candy workshop produces a whole cellar of fruit candies and milk candies, which have been fully launched in Muyun Village in Tong'an County and Fucheng.

There are not only the patterns of the main characters in the picture book, but also the extremely novel and sweet taste, which made it a wave of enthusiasm.

For its high price, in Tong'an County, some customers may have to think about it a few times, but in Fucheng, the supply is completely in short supply, and the shelves are empty.

The last time I delivered the goods, Yunqing and Baoer forced me to leave two more boxes for the family. Milk candy is the star of all flavors, and even the daughters-in-law like to work. When the time comes, put one in your mouth.

At the end of the year, the favorite thing of the villagers is to kill pigs.

When slaughtering pigs in the countryside, people who know each other will invite acquaintances to eat pig dishes. Although it may not be possible to eat a few mouthfuls of meat, what is needed is this atmosphere.Your house today, my house tomorrow, and his house the day after tomorrow. Even if only half of the two hundred households in Xinghua Village have pigs, the killing would be a grand enough scene.

So, after the twelfth lunar month, the whole village was crying and howling wolves all day long. However, Liang Feng was still very good at hearing and seeing. He could hear any loud noises. For ten days in a row, he felt like he was living in a slaughterhouse and almost exploded.

Then, the most frightening thing is that it is his family's turn today. The sons and daughters-in-law are responsible for all the things during the Chinese New Year, and he doesn't understand anything.

When he was awakened by howling in his sleep, that heart, really...

When he got dressed and came out, everything was over, except for the blood all over the place, a few bastards were playing with a transparent balloon-like thing in the yard, which was filled with water, and they knew what it was without guessing.Tsk tsk, as a scholar, I don't care at all.

After the private school closed the day before yesterday, they started to let themselves go.

"Shall I fill it with sausage?" Liang Feng looked at the piled up small pig intestines, his eyes brightened. Thanks to his mother's skill in his previous life, he quite liked eating sausages.

The sons and daughters-in-law all stopped and smiled, "Father figured out something delicious again?"

"Well, there is no shortage of meat in our family this year. You can make and try anything rare." Liang Feng thought of the various snacks made by his grandmother and mother in modern times, and his mouth watered.

"Okay, such a good year should be lived well."

What Liang Feng mainly wanted to make this time was sausages and croquettes.

To do these two things, you have to mince pork. It is rare for him to be lazy today. He went to the stage in person, wielding two kitchen knives at the same time, and he has great strength. The work will be finished in a while, and the good boys have already washed the casings clean .

He went to the kitchen to get a funnel with a larger mouth, and showed him how to make sausages, and then he gave instructions on the spot. His son and daughter-in-law are all veterans of work. After understanding, they did much better than him, fast and neat .

Of course, except for the second pair of idiots, not only did they fail to fill a session, but they punctured several small intestines, and Liang Feng was so angry that he wanted to kick him on the spot.

The whole family went to play for a whole morning, weighing about 10 to [-] kilograms, hung two bamboo poles, and placed them under the eaves of the backyard. The place was ventilated, cool and dry. After about [-] days of air drying, the surface of the intestines became dry and shrunk and wrinkled. That is, it can be put away and eaten slowly.

At noon, the family didn't cook, so they started frying meatballs. The meatballs were full of pork, and with the burnt aroma after frying, the whole family crowded at the door of the kitchen. Instantly wiped out.

There are two types of meatballs, one is pork tofu balls, first crush the tofu, filter out the water that comes with it, then add minced garlic, ginger and pork stuffing, then add appropriate amount of flour, soy sauce and salt, etc., put them Mix them together thoroughly, then knead them into small round balls in the palm of your hand, throw them into the boiling sesame oil, fry them until they float, then pick them up with claws, and eat them as snacks, which is also Liang Feng's favorite smell.

The other is glutinous rice pork balls, which are stuffed with chopped fungus, shiitake mushrooms, ginger and pork, then cooked glutinous rice and salt, mixed well, kneaded into small balls and deep-fried in oil.

Both flavors have their admirers, but there's no doubt that both taste great.

While frying, they ate until the whole family's belly was round, and there were only a few baskets left. Su hurriedly hid them in the cellar, otherwise the whole family would have to drink the Northwest Wind after the New Year.

The days are so happy and distressed.

However, just a few days before this year, another incident happened that people are very fond of talking about.