Start as a farmer from an ordinary world

Chapter 39 Pork tastes delicious
When you get home, lock the cave door.Wang Manyin immediately brought rhubarb into the space, quickly cleaned up more than a dozen sparrows, and then skewered them with wooden sticks for barbecue.

Happiness is in contrast.

Compared with other rural people now, Wang Manyin feels that his childhood is quite happy.Eggs are indispensable every day, and meat can be eaten every now and then.

Especially recently, it seems that the meat has never stopped.

Of course, as the development of space becomes more and more stable, life will only get better in the future.

After the sparrows were roasted, he got a few for the local dogs first, and wiped out the rest by himself.

After breakfast the next day, Wang Manyin left rhubarb to look after the house, and then rushed to the supply and marketing cooperative with two thorn baskets of eggs.

Although it is said that the supply and marketing cooperatives take inventory once a month, it takes ten and a half months to deliver the purchased eggs.Otherwise, the eggs will easily break after a long time.

In addition, there is not much salt left at the consignment point, and he plans to get another [-] catties.

It was also a coincidence that when Wang Manyin was carrying eggs into the backyard of the purchasing department, he happened to run into Liu Qingli.

After saying hello, Liu Qingli hurriedly called Zhao Tianxi, the person in charge, to receive him.

As a result, the other party lifted the canvas from the twig basket, and immediately said in surprise: "Hey, brother Wang, can you still get pheasants in the countryside?"

"It wasn't collected. It was caught by my local dog just last night. I'm going to let Qingli clean it up and eat it at noon."

"Will you count me in as a tiebreaker?" Zhao Tianxi's eyes lit up immediately.

"Brother Zhao has spoken, of course you are welcome." Liu Qingli naturally agreed.

As for Wang Manyin, he would not say anything.Getting to know a few more people from the supply and marketing cooperative will only benefit you and not harm you.

Liu Qingli happily took the pheasant back to the cave to deal with it.

Zhao Tianxi quickly finished counting the eggs, and opened a receipt to Wang Manyin.

After putting away the list, Wang Manyin remembered that there was still something to be done, and immediately said: "Brother Zhao, you go ahead, I'll go around the commune and come back later to load the goods."

After leaving the backyard of the supply and marketing cooperative, he found a place where no one was around, took another pheasant out of the space, and put it in a cloth bag.

Then, he brought it to Director Guo's house.

Director Guo has already gone to work, and only his mother-in-law and a few children are at home.

Because of the two previous deliveries of native chicken and fish, Mrs. Guo still remembered Wang Manyin, and immediately warmly invited her to sit in the cave.

"No, auntie, I came to the supply and marketing cooperative today to deliver eggs. I happened to get a pheasant yesterday. I thought it was a rare item, so I brought it over for you to try."

Saying that, Wang Manyin took out the pheasant from the cloth bag.

This is a male pheasant, and its coat color looks very bright.

This time, the other party was more enthusiastic.

Director Guo was not at home, and Wang Manyin didn't stay any longer, so he got up and left after a few gossips.

When he returned to the backyard of the supply and marketing cooperative, Liu Qingli had already cleaned up the pheasant and stewed it.

Wang Manyin was bored alone, just like last time, helping several employees of the supply and marketing cooperative to load and unload cars.

It was almost noon, and Liu Qingli called me to eat.

In addition to Zhao Tianxi, there are two more young people in the cave, both of whom work in the supply and marketing cooperative.

Liu Qingli introduced Wang Manyin, and they sat down on the kang.

To Wang Manyin's surprise, besides a bowl of stewed pheasant and yam on the kang table, there was also a large plate of sliced ​​pork.It weighs a full two catties, and just looking at it makes people's appetite soar.

He couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart: These days, the living conditions of the supply and marketing cooperatives are good.

Before he finished expressing his feelings, he heard a young man ask: "Brother Zhao, high-temperature meat is still at the old price, right?"

"Well, fifty cents a catty. I also explained in time, otherwise Guo Lizi's place would have been sold out." Zhao Tianxi nodded and replied.

"What is high-temperature meat, so cheap?" Wang Manyin suddenly became interested.

Hearing this, several people had suppressed smiles on their faces.

Immediately, Zhao Tianxi handed over the chopsticks and said, "Taste how it tastes first, and I'll tell you after eating."

Wang Manyin didn't know why, and with doubts in his heart, he picked up his chopsticks while everyone was watching.

He nodded while eating: "It's very fragrant, and it tastes bad when chewed."

At this time, Zhao Tianxi explained: "High-temperature meat is the meat made by the restaurant after the pork from sick pigs is cooked at high temperature. No meat ticket is required, and it is sold at a low price."

"What, will there be any good or bad if you eat it?" Wang Manyin asked a little nervously, feeling a little nauseous at once.

He comes from later generations, and he naturally has food safety in mind.

"What's the matter? People cook it at high temperature. Let me tell you, not everyone can buy this high-temperature meat. Every time the restaurant makes some high-temperature meat, it is sold out by people in the commune. The members below even have information. I can't get it." Zhao Tianxi said with a bit of pride.

"Don't worry, it's fine, I've eaten it a few times too." Liu Qingli also said.

Well, hearing what people said, Wang Manyin felt that he was so rare.

In fact, think about it really nothing.

Just like what Zhao Tianxi said, many people don't even have enough to eat these days, and they don't even think about food safety.

Even weasels and voles are eaten, so eating high-temperature meat is nothing.

Now that the native chickens in the countryside are suffering from plague, no one is willing to throw them away, and cook them anyway... Wang Manyin ate them a few times before.

Even in later generations, food safety is emphasized every day, and many restaurants still buy problematic meat from the black market for sale.

Especially for small cooked food stalls on the side of the road, the source of raw materials should not be investigated.

Wang Manyin's later generations had an uncle who made his fortune by opening a cooked food stall. He once told him about the twists and turns.

Bottom line: Seriously, you can only cook in your own home.

After completing the psychological training, Wang Manyin completely let go of his scruples, and also waved his chopsticks to greet the plate.

Needless to say, pork tastes delicious.

Five people, two bottles of wine, all of them were sweating in the end.

Wang Manyin was fine, and when he returned home in the afternoon, his footsteps were not in the slightest.

When he got home, he saw Sun Shaoan waiting by the side of the court.

"Brother Manyin, why did you come back? I wanted to work alone, but your rhubarb blocked the way." After what happened yesterday, he knew the ferocity of rhubarb, so he didn't dare to force his way.

"After I picked up the goods, I had a meal with my friends in the supply and marketing cooperative at noon, so I didn't come back until now." Wang Manyin was talking, and hurriedly led Sun Shaoan to the side of the field.

In fact, he explained last night that he would go to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow morning, so that Sun Shaoan would not have to come again, and he could do the rest of the work himself.

As a result, people still came in the afternoon.

Wang Manyin couldn't help sighing in his heart: My brother-in-law really has no character, and he can definitely get along with him.

In the future, if you have the opportunity to help the other party jump out of the farm, you must be a leader.

In two days, the kiln surface was completely finished.Next, let it dry for a few days, and after the doors and windows are installed, the consignment point can be moved over.

Taking advantage of the free time today, Wang Manyin took Rhubarb Youzai across the Dongla River and went straight to the mountain ridge behind Shichuan Village.

When Zhang Ersuo was selling copper coins a few days ago, he mentioned the porcelain jars dug in this area.

Wang Manyin wanted to try to search again to see if he could find more.

He screened all the copper coins before, but picked a few of them that were more valuable. If they were preserved for future generations, they could be sold for several thousand yuan.

Zhang Ersuo's description was very specific, saying that the mountain ridge was not far from the old grave in Shichuan Village.

So Wang Manyin found a piece of planed yellow land without much effort.In the surrounding soil, there are still scattered porcelain jars that have been broken into several pieces.

The color is blue-gray, with engravings on the surface.

Yaozhou celadon? !

Seeing the broken porcelain, Wang Manyin was very sorry.Just judging from the engraving and glaze color on the top, we can know that this jar belongs to the high-quality goods of Yaozhou kiln.

If it is preserved in good condition for future generations, at least [-] will start.

Pity!
After thinking for a while, he gathered all these tiles, squatted on the ground and spliced ​​them carefully.

It felt like nothing was missing, so it was included in the space.

If there is a chance in the future, find a curium expert to help repair it, it should be worth some money.

Wang Manyin originally planned to continue searching nearby.

But seeing the large tracts of planed land, he gave up his idea.

It's right to think about it, Zhang Ersuo is not stupid, he dug up a jar of copper coins, how could he not dig it thoroughly.

(End of this chapter)