Wearing a mountain village tuff

The mountain cherry tree is not tall.Ye Baiyou stood at the bottom, pulling the branches to pick them.From time to time, I swept across the hemp ball grinding its claws under the tree, watching it not run away.

"Brother Yuzu, can you eat so many?" Twelve threw another one into his mouth, frowned and chewed, sour.

Through the heavy leaves, one can vaguely see that the bag on the ground has been covered with bright red cherries.

It's sour even if you eat one, let alone a handful.

Ye Baiyou stretched out his hand under the tree, and took what Twelve handed over.Throwing one into his mouth, Ye Baiyou tightly closed his lips to prevent the saliva from coming out.

After a while, he smacked his lips.Only the fragrance of fruit remains.

He raised his eyebrows: "It's okay to be sour, it has many uses."

After picking most of the bag, the ball grinding claws under the root of the tree were worn from bottom to top, and now they have climbed to the branch in front of Twelve.

The branch was already thin, Ye Baiyou called Twelve to come down, while holding the big cat's back with both hands, he picked it up like a fruit.

"A big burnt chestnut!"

Ye Baiyou shook the little fat man and put him on the ground.

Twelve put the cherries into the basket, and followed Ye Baiyou to move on.A long hawk screamed in the sky, resounding through the entire mountain forest.

Ye Baiyou looked up, but couldn't see anything except the dense forest.

"The big eagle is there too."

Twelve: Maybe it was a letter sent back.

There are many kinds of trees in the mountains, and there are wild mulberry trees that are hundreds of years old.

Unlike those planted in the village, which are regularly pruned, the mulberry trees in the mountains grow wantonly.The branches are spread out, but the leaves are not large.

Ye Baiyou fiddled with the blue-red mulberries that looked like caterpillars right in front of her.Some disappointed: "Not too familiar."

Mountain mulberries are not artificially bred varieties, and they don't have much meat.Except for peasant children who eat fruits, they are not sold as commodities like later generations.

Ye Baiyou picked one, blew on it, and put it in his mouth.

Crunchy, with some pantothenic acid.

"Do you want to pick this one?" Twelve held up Xiao Jing and hung it on the tree, with his hands resting on its back.

Xiao Jing is holding the mulberry tree and scratching her paws vigorously at the moment.

Ye Baiyou: "It hasn't turned blue, forget it. Come back next time."

Abandoning a mulberry forest, I encountered a large mountain cherry.This thing is sour, if you make too much, you can't finish it.They only picked the big ones to taste, and then the two stopped for a while.

Sitting down with his back against the tree, Ye Baiyou divided the dry flour pancakes he brought out into two.

Twelve took it and put it in his mouth.

The biscuits are dry, like dried meat in the mouth.You have to bite your teeth, and then grab the pancake with both hands and tear it hard.Then the pancake snapped apart, and the head tilted back.Only then did I bite off a piece.

Ye Baiyou saw him gnaw on a pancake and grinned, laughing inwardly. "Would you like some water?"

Twelve shook his head, although he was a little loud, but he still had fun eating.Pulling and pulling, Twelve looked at the cat squatting beside him.

"Would you like some?"

The big furball sitting upright shook its tail, then turned around and rubbed against Ye Baiyou's legs.

"Meow--"

Ye Baiyou broke off the pancake and tore it a little, then put it on a clean blade of grass.The big hairball wrinkled its nose and sniffed, then got down on all fours and bulged into a big bag, slowly biting its head down.

One mouthful of water, one mouthful of cake.The cheeks hurt from chewing, and this filled my stomach.

Leaning against the tree to rest for a while, the sunlight that fell through the gaps in the leaves shifted a little.Ye Baiyou clapped his hands and put the basket back on his back.

Twelve immediately picked up the big fat cat coiled on his lap, and walked beside him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a snake hanging on a tree, and casually stuck out a stone to startle him.Without Ye Baiyou's knowledge, he drove the snake away.

"Wait! Twelve, did you hear anything?"

"what sound?"

Ye Baiyou smiled mysteriously, his eyes glistening. "The voice of money."

Twelve has been with Ye Baiyou for so long, so it is natural to see that he just had another idea of ​​making money.Now that the two of them are struggling, Ye Baiyou doesn't have much interest.

But as long as he is interested, it is almost the idea of ​​making money.

"What is it? How to do it? Could it be related to the mountain cherry?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

Twelve laughed: "What? Frog?"

After walking around the mountain, I harvested a small pile of fungi of various colors, plus a few handfuls of wild garlic sprouts.Back at the foot of the mountain, I picked some fresh shepherd's purse and bitter vegetables.

Live together this trip.

There are mountain cherries in the back basket, and it is especially conspicuous when you come down from the mountain with such a thing on your back.

The people who were tending the fields below saw them and craned their necks curiously after Ye Baiyou carried them on their backs.

"Hey, tell me that Ye Ge'er has been groping in the mountains every day, and he must have found a lot of good things."

"Why, you want to go into the mountains too?"

"Okay, go early tomorrow morning. Come back and continue working."

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The skin of the cherry is thin, and it will go bad after a while.

After returning, Ye Baiyou hurriedly washed the basin and wiped it clean, and poured the mountain cherries into the basin.

"Twelve!"

Twelve opened the door of the firewood room and drove the chick into the yard. "I'm coming."

Ye Baiyou entered the room and took out her money box.These days, they are saving and spending, and there is not even one or two of all the money added up.

Counting carefully, there are nine hundred and sixty-two nine coins.

This mountain cherry weighs about ten catties, so first take out one catty to test the water and make some jam.The rest are put into wine jars to make fruit wine.

It costs sugar to make jam, and a pound of fruit costs about two taels of sugar.

Ye Baiyou frowned, and counted a hundred cash from the cash box.According to the market price, one tael of sugar costs twenty to thirty cash.One hundred cash can buy four or five taels.

He's just testing the waters, there's no need to do it all at once.These things are expensive, and it's not worthwhile if they break too much.

Put the copper plate in the money bag and take it out.

"Brother Yuzu, why did you call me?"

"Go and help me go to the village to buy two or three taels of white sugar. When you come back, ask at the Li family, the Lin family, and the little Ah Zhen's house. Remember to pay according to the market price."

The cherries need to be made now, or they will go bad.But I didn't have white sugar at home, so I had to go to the wealthy family in the village to ask.

"it is good."

Twelve grabbed the money bag and ran away.

"Hey! There are five catties of glutinous rice!"

"Know it!"

Ye Baiyou shook his head and washed all the cherries.The more portion was dried, and the less portion was washed and pitted.But this meat is less, so Ye Baiyou added some more.

A bowl of fruit pulp was put away, and Twelve came in carrying the jar and rice bag.

"Oh! This is moving all the family's things here." Ye Baiyou sat under the eaves and said with a smile.

Twelve entered the door with a small tail behind it.

"Sister-in-law!"

The child's soft voice came, and then the little firecracker crashed into his arms.

Ye Baiyou touched the child's hairy head, and found a big one from the dried cherries in Shau Kei.As soon as it was delivered to little Ah Zhen's mouth, the little guy opened his mouth and asked for it.

Xiaomi gritted his teeth.

"hiss……"

The little guy was so sore that his shoulders trembled, and the little bun's face became more wrinkled.

"It's so sour, sister-in-law." As she spoke, Yinhong's small mouth was deflated, and clear saliva still flowed from the corner of her mouth.You can give Ye Baiyou a happy one.

"What do you want sugar for?" Twelve asked after putting the jar on the stove.

Ye Baiyou pinched a child's small wrist like a lotus root. "Is this from Ah Zhen's family?"

"Yes! Sister-in-law can use whatever she wants!"

Twelve handed Ye Baiyou the money bag that he didn't give. "The old man doesn't want it. I put it in the yard, but he threw it out again."

"Hee hee." Little Ah Zhen smiled and hid in Ye Baiyou's arms.

"Forget it, it's okay to buy it for him to make up for it when we go to the county."

Saying that, Ye Baiyou patted the little butt of the little brat who was still nestling on her body. "Little Ah Zhen is going down, I have to do something."

"What are you doing?" Ah Zhen raised her head, grabbed Ye Baiyou's clothes and followed closely.

"Good food."

"I'll light the fire!" Twelve ran in and sat in front of the fire.

"Remember to keep the fire low." Ye Baiyou poured less than a scoop of pulp into the pot.I opened the small jar conveniently, and found that there were two big chunks of old brown sugar wrapped in it.

Ye Baiyou took out the brown sugar and had an idea in mind.

Add two taels of white sugar to the pot and stir to melt it.Not long after, the jam began to become sticky, and there were tiny bubbles floating up.

"It smells so good!" Little Ah Zhen grabbed Ye Baiyou's trouser leg and padded her feet to see it.

Ye Baiyou tapped his forehead: "Ah Zhen, sit on the side first, it's hot here, be careful."

Reluctantly, little Ah Zhen ran to sit beside Twelve with a small stool.

As it boils for a long time, the aroma of jam overflows.Sweet and sour with a taste of fresh cherries, it makes people drool.

Ye Baiyou pursed her lips tightly.

He hadn't eaten anything sweet for a long time, and he couldn't stand the impact so directly.

After a while, when the fruit is completely rotten, it turns carmine red.That's it.

"It's so fragrant, so fragrant, so fragrant!" The little guy excitedly clenched his fists like a greedy cat and wandered to Ye Baiyou's legs.

Ye Baiyou took it out and dipped it for him with chopsticks.

Ah Zhen stuck out his tongue and bit it with a whimper. The sweet and sour taste hit his taste buds, and his big moist eyes lit up instantly.

"It's so sweet!" He pursed his mouth and kept savoring the crispy taste.

"It seems to work well."

Looking back, Ye Baiyou looked at Twelve eagerly, not favoring one over another, and gave him some as well.

Twelve savored carefully, his eyes couldn't hide his amazement.

There was no practice of jam in the Great Yan Dynasty. Firstly, ordinary people would not "spoil" these candies like this. Secondly, those who can eat fruit are rich and powerful people.There are quite a few Zhuangzi at home, and if you want to eat, you can ask the servant to bring it over, so you don't need to spend all this effort to make jam.

He followed Shen Wujing, even in the previous years, he could go to the best restaurant in Kyoto to eat two or three times a month casually.But never tasted it.

Obviously eating sour food before.

For this alone, he couldn't wait to pick all the fruits on the mountain.

Seeing the temptingly red jam in the bowl, he asked anxiously, "Is this ready?"

Ye Baiyou nodded: "This mountain cherry jam is pretty good."

"Brother Yuzu, and glutinous rice!" Little Ah Zhen pulled Ye Baiyou's clothes, and the chubby finger pointed to the glutinous rice.

Ye Baiyou pinched the little guy's face, then got up to wash the glutinous rice.

Turning around, I saw the two of them standing by the bowl of jam, very hungry.

Ye Baiyou smiled.Go to work again.

He looked at the pot, feeling a bit reluctant to part with the layer at the bottom of the pot.Remembering that there were still dry biscuits left at noon, Ye Baiyou turned around and took them out of the cloth bag.

There is only half left, tear it into pieces and stir it at the bottom of the pot.The yellow-yellow pancake suddenly added a touch of color.

The mince is very small and put into a bowl.Ye Baiyou tasted a piece by himself, and gave the remaining half bowl to Twelve for them to share.

"Biscuits, look at the little guy in Twelve."

Twelve patted his chest, put his knees together, sat obediently in front of him, and smiled eagerly at the little dumpling in the bowl.

He gave himself a sip in front of him.

Seeing if the child's mouth was going to be flat or not, I picked up a small piece and gave it to him. "Eat slowly."

I was in a hurry when I made the dry biscuits in the morning, so I only put a few grains of salt.But it's like eating without salt.At this time, dipped in jam, the entrance is the fresh and sweet taste.

The rough-faced pancakes, which were obviously not very tasty, suddenly tasted much better.

Children can't eat too much, they will accumulate food.Twelve's mouth moved quickly, and when they came down together, little Ah Zhen only ate two or three yuan.

Ye Baiyou didn't point it out, seeing the child as if grinding his teeth.Just to eat less.

Jam is one thing, brown sugar is another.Ye Baiyou plans to make glutinous rice cakes, some people just like the taste of brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.

He originally wanted to boil brown sugar, but the sticky state was very expensive.It's better to mix it with water directly, and it's the same when it's adjusted to slightly sweet brown sugar water.This way the cost is lower.

If you have walnuts, peanuts, and sesame seeds at home, make them into a special powder, stir them together and add sugar.It will be more fragrant.

Conditions are limited, the first two ways to eat are not bad.

The jam cooled, and Ye Baiyou found two jars from home.It was all bought by the Ye family's father in the past.

It's a small one, just right for these things.

The brown sugar water is adjusted and placed side by side with the jam.Glutinous rice tastes best when it’s warm, so get up early tomorrow morning, steam it, put it on your back and go.

The house is tidied up for the time being.

Ye Baiyou plans to sell it in small lumps like later generations, so there must be something to put it in.

After thinking about it, it costs money to buy oiled paper, so it is better to use bamboo leaves that grow just right.

The leaves of this kind of bamboo are as big as the palm of your hand and are generally used to make zongzi.Go pick some now, wash them clean and just use them to hold the glutinous rice cakes.

The three paired up, and it took less than half an hour.The leaves are picked back, washed and soaked well.

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Yin Shi.

The bright moon is still hanging in the sky, and the insects are sleeping lightly, and they groan from time to time.

In the hut at the entrance of the village, the lights are already flickering.

In the kitchen, through the hazy smoke, the aroma of cooked rice came out from the gap in the pot lid.Ye Baiyou, who has been eating brown rice, only thinks that it smells delicious.

The steamed rice is poured into a stone trough.Ye Baiyou beat it with all his might.

Twelve couldn't hold his face to sleep or not, so it was fun to see it now, so he scrambled to take it.

Ye Baiyou simply stepped aside and stretched out to do other things.

Put the two sealed big belly jars into the basket, which are the jam made last night and the melted brown sugar water.

On the other side are the soaked leaves, which are placed in a clean cloth bag.Three are about the same height.

After finishing the cooking, Ye Baiyou looked at the sky outside, and rekindled the fire to cook the morning meal.

Corn mixed with brown rice, plus some mushrooms.Put a small lump of lard and sprinkle a few grains of salt.It is delicious mushroom porridge.

When it's done, the glutinous rice cakes in Twelve's hands are also ready.

Ye Baiyou took his place and asked Twelve to eat first.I wrapped the still warm glutinous rice cakes in cotton cloth.Put another layer of thick and insulating quilt on the outside, and then carefully put it into the back basket.

By the time the dynasty finished eating, it was almost the end of Yin time.

It took time to go to the county, so the two packed up and hurried on their way.

It was still dark on the road.Ye Baiyou pulled Twelve and hurried to the county.

"Brother Yuzu, how do we set the price?"

Twelve has been selling things with Ye Baiyou for a long time, and has become more and more familiar with these things.

Ye Baiyou thought about the cost that was calculated last night, and said, "For the brown sugar, we get three for one, and for the jam, one for four."

One, the size of a fist.

"It's more expensive than buns."

Ye Baiyou: "Flour is cheaper than glutinous rice, and if it is made into buns, the cost is lower than ours."

"The glutinous rice cakes are usually only tasted during the Double Ninth Festival, and few people can make them at other times. Just pounding rice is troublesome." Twelve shook his head, counting the stars that hadn't completely set in the sky.

"So, it's a surprise."

Ye Baiyou smiled: "I hope so."

After thinking about it yesterday, this jam should not be easy to sell if bought alone.But what to sell with dipping is nothing more than steamed buns and glutinous rice cakes.Forget about bread.

Compared with steamed glutinous rice cakes, only glutinous rice cakes can be sold at a high price.Otherwise, whoever eats a steamed bun will spend a little more money just looking at your jam.

But this is just a test on the glutinous rice cake. After all, no one has eaten it like this. Whether it will work or not is another matter.

They are used to eating brown sugar. If the jam cannot be sold, the glutinous rice cakes can still be sold.

After such a plan, it was already bright daylight in the county.

Because it was selling ready-made food, Ye Baiyou didn't intend to crowd the market.Instead, he put the basket on a street full of small vendors.The location at the intersection of Fruit Street.

There are many people on Fruit Street, and there are many street vendors.There are buns, wontons, noodles and porridge.

Everywhere, after the lid of the pot was lifted, the steaming white mist suddenly dissipated.There were shouts and conversations.The fireworks in the world are vividly reflected in the morning market food hall.

Right now they were having breakfast, Ye Baiyou cooperated with Twelve and hurriedly carried out the blanket.

The cloth bag containing glutinous rice cakes was pasted on the back of the hand, and it was still warm.

Ye Baiyou set things up and began to yell: "Cuanba, Ciba, the Ciba that was just made this morning. It's sweet and soft!"

This roar seemed a little abrupt in Baozi Mantou's voice.

It was Brother's clear voice, and many people who heard it heard it and looked at it.

Brother was wearing a clean blue shirt, with a fair face and a figure like bamboo.He is not as fragile as ordinary brothers, but from his bright eyes and loud yelling, you can tell that he is a person who can work at home.

A burly man sitting on the table of the noodle stall smiled honestly and grabbed his brother by his side.

"Fulang, there is a glutinous rice cake you like. I'll go buy it for you."

The man's name is Tan Hu, and beside him is his husband, Lin Wanyang.Today, his husband was going to the county to buy some cloth to make clothes for the unborn child. Seeing that, he was worried, so he insisted on coming.

Originally, the two of them didn't have breakfast, and he couldn't bear that his husband was hungry, so he dragged him to sit on the bunk next to him.

But when this noodle was ordered, Ke Fulang lost his appetite when he saw it.The chopsticks were clamped bit by bit, and he only put them into his mouth when he looked at them.

Originally he was worried that his husband would be hungry, but now he heard Ciba and felt relieved.

He knew that his husband liked to eat these soft and glutinous things the most, so he couldn't sit still and directly helped him over.

As soon as a guest came, Ye Baiyou looked at it with a smile.

See who bought his rabbit last time!

"The glutinous rice cakes, with brown sugar and cherry jam. They're all just made."

"How to sell?" Lin Wanyang supported the man's hand and looked at the belly protruding under the thin clothes.It's not an exaggeration to say that you are full.

Ye Baiyou only thought that he was fed up, and said with a smile: "Three Wen for brown sugar, and four Wen for jam."

Worried that they would find it expensive, Ye Baiyou swiftly lifted the blanket of jam.I dug out another small lump, dipped it in and handed it over with a bamboo stick. "Taste it and keep it delicious."

Tan Hu took it immediately, not paying attention to the eyes around his husband's lips.

Lin Wanyang, with a gentle temperament all over her body, had red earlobes, but also bit her lips.He pursed his lips, savoring the taste.

Tan Hu kept paying attention, and saw that the tails of his brows were stretched, and he looked soft and comfortable.Immediately said: "One for the same."

Lin Wanyang glared at him.

Tan Hu chuckled, and took out the last few pennies of his private money.

"I can't finish eating." Lin Wanyang put her hand lightly on Tan Hu's arm.

"It's okay, I'll eat the rest." Tan Hu squeezed his hand, and handed over the copper plate with the other hand.

Ye Baiyou was delighted by this dog food. "You are the first customer, get you some more jam."

Just less, not much to see the difference.Now use a spoon to drizzle on the glutinous rice cake, and the jam with broken lotus roots falls brightly on the white glutinous rice cake.

Just looking at it is like a ruby ​​shining in the sun.Thorough and pure, very beautiful.

Wrap it with several layers of large Ruo bamboo leaves, and Ye Baiyou hands it over. "Welcome again."

Lin Wanyang said softly, "Thank you."

Ye Baiyou withdrew her hand, and watched the couple walk to the front shop, feeling in her heart: "That's great."

Twelve approached him suddenly: "You and the young master can do the same."

Ye Baiyou tapped his forehead. "Your son, you have high eyesight."

Ye Baiyou didn't think that she would have too much interaction with him.

As soon as the couple left, the other people in the noodle shop were a little ready to move when they saw it.Helpless, there are only so many wallets, and five cents plus meaty noodles is not cheap.

Some people hesitated, while others stepped forward.

Once opened, the rest will sell easily.Especially Brother, Fu Lang and some children who love sweets very much.

There is a family of three, the child brought two adults over.Smelling the sweet scent, I swallowed.

"Little Daddy—"

The brother who was called Little Daddy looked at the man behind him who was a head taller than him. "Sir."

The man was dressed as a scholar, he looked not young, he should be the master of the county academy.

Seeing two pairs of similar eyes staring at him longingly, the corner of the man's mouth curled up and his lips parted.

Ye Baiyou thought he was asking for the price, and said, "Brown sugar and jam are two flavors, three liters of brown sugar, and four liters of jam."

As a result, he whispered to the two people beside him: "Call again."

Yes, a large bowl of dog food is poured over.

Ye Baiyou turned his head sideways, and met Shang Twelve's slightly excited eyes.From a glance, he knew that he was urging him to make a pair with that son of his family.

When the man finished speaking, the child said decisively, "Father—"

His husband quickly glanced at the stall, and Ye Baiyou pretended to look at Twelve.Then there was another low voice from the side of my ear: "Master."

"Two of the same."

atmosphere!

Ye Baiyou smiled brightly, and said loudly, "Hold it well, come again next time!"

There are also rich and powerful customers, and there are also old people who want a small half to give their children a taste.

After all, sweets are expensive, so it is still good rice to eat.At the same price, it is better than the pastry that can only buy one piece.

The author says:

Shen Wujing: "Call again."

Yuzu: "What's it called?"

Twelve grinned: "Master——"