Years: Salted fish life since going to the countryside.

Chapter 106 Riding a Bicycle to the County

After reading this letter, Han Li couldn't help but sigh a lot in his heart.

These educated youths who jump in the queue live in different regions with different wealth and different organizations and managements, and the final results are really different.

Moreover, everyone's bitterness and optimism are different, which has a direct impact on their lives.

Therefore, people should draw a cake for themselves at any time, even if they can't eat it, it is better than giving up on themselves.

After reading the letter, Han Li didn't feel like going to sleep, so he went to the outhouse with a lantern.

The temperature is right now, and he plans to make some cured bacon.

At that time, it will not be as conspicuous as fresh meat when you eat it yourself, and it will be more convenient when you send it to your family.

Han Li first took out the cut wild meat and washed it several times with water.

Since it is wild boar meat, Han Li will soak all the blood in it with water later.

After soaking the meat, Han Li started to make the seasonings for marinating.

He doesn't have any secret recipes in his hand, but just put bay leaves, peppercorns, star anise, and fennel in it.

In addition, according to the local villagers' secret stew recipe, he specially obtained a lot of schisandra vine bark.

This schisandra has a great effect here, and the fruit tastes sour, sweet, bitter, salty and pungent in one bite.

The whole of Schisandra chinensis can be used as a rope, and many people use it as a rope when climbing mountains and descending cliffs.

The bark of the schisandra vine is a good stew material in the local area, and its special fragrance is better than many seasonings in later generations.

The local people collect some schisandra skins every year, air-dry them, mash them into foam and store them for stewing meat.

Han Li ignited the fire and added water to the pot, and sealed the spices and the skin of Schisandra chinensis in hot water to release the flavor.

Let it cool down before adding white wine, and this Han Li's unique secret bacon recipe is ready.

Then put the pork that has been soaked in clean blood, and bring it to the cellar to soak for three to five days. The first step of making bacon is complete.

Now there are five wolves and a swarm of bees guarding his house, no one can enter his yard silently.

Besides, Shanghe Village has always been relatively stable, and the possibility of such a mess happening at this time is very small.

When going to work the next day, the team leader of the third team reassigned everyone's team.

Han Li's original partner, Aunt Zhang, was replaced by Aunt Ma, and Liang Wu's family was divided into a group with Wei Chunlan.

Everything seemed normal, because group swaps are common, and no one thought that this was targeting accountant Zhang.

A few days passed like this, and Shanghe Village was still the same as usual.

Han Li had a private chat with He Mi, meaning that I want to date you.

It's a pity that the answer he got was similar to the last time the saliva was exchanged, although he felt a little regretful in his heart.

But Han Li didn't take it too seriously, and the relationship between the two remained the same as before.

He Mi still came over often to help him steam steamed buns and do some housework that Han Li usually didn't notice.

Is this a blue-faced confidant who is more than a friend but not a lover, but he enjoys this kind of relationship between friends now.

Yun Yingying came to see the dogs whenever she had time recently, but it was a pity that Han Li never let her get in touch with these wolves.

After Hao Hongmin ate scallion pancakes once, she looked much more energetic than before.

Recently, she often went to the mountains with Qi Zhaodi, Yun Jingjing, and Yang Xiuying to pick up things, and they would give something to Han Li every time they got something.

All in all, Han Li had a fairly good life these past few days. He was gradually perfecting the bathroom, studying the barefoot doctor's manual, making antler glue, and arranging bacon, and his life was quite fulfilling.

However, after work today, Han Li asked Village Chief Zhao to ask for leave. He will go to the county seat tomorrow.

He realized the meat in his decomposed space, mainly to solve the matter of Qi Zhaodi's cotton clothes.

Village Chief Zhao saw that Han Li came alone, so he approved it without asking anything, and then said.

"If you don't want to take a car when you go to the county seat tomorrow, you can ride my bicycle."

Going by bicycle, Village Chief Zhao's kindness was immediately accepted by Han Li.

His main purpose tomorrow is to go to the black market to exchange money. He has to put the bicycle aside in advance, so that he can leave quickly in case something happens.

"Thank you so much. Having a bicycle will save a lot of trouble. At least I don't have to get up early to wait for the bus, and I don't have to worry about whether I can catch the bus when I come back."

Afterwards, Han Li followed Village Chief Zhao to his house, rolled out his bicycle, and rode back to his yard.

Han Li made a lot of preparations that night. The snakeskin bags and sacks were ready to be filled with meat.

The pot ash was used to cover up his untanned skin, and the frayed clothes were used to cover up his identity.

Although the accent is not the same as that of the locals, Han Li can only do so currently.

In the end, Han Li sat on the kang and wrote a letter to his family and those classmates.

Although there was no need to wait for the bus, Han Li's bloody biological clock still woke him up on time.

Boiling water, practicing boxing, washing, eating, and then riding the bicycle of Village Chief Zhao to the county seat.

When he was about to reach the county seat, Han Li looked around and saw that there was no one around. He pushed his bicycle and got into the corn field.

When he came out again, he had already changed a lot. If you looked at him coldly, you wouldn't be able to recognize him.

He was dressed in period-style clothes, had an abnormally dark complexion, and had some grass clippings on his hair.

The current time is a bit early, but it is also in line with Han Li's wishes.

He first went to the post office to post all the letters, and then went out to eat the first northeast breakfast.

Steaming small wontons, the pork stuffing inside was delicious, and Han Li's lips were full of oil when he ate it with a few deep-fried dough sticks.

But the deep-fried dough sticks are really good. It’s weird to think that I haven’t eaten them for a long time. I want to pack a few more sticks to take away.

On the surface, it was placed in the back basket, but in fact it was broken down into two parts and lay in the decomposition space, and it was always hot when eaten.

While he was eating breakfast, the sparrows had helped him find several places that no one usually went to.

Then I went to find out the current price of pork. Today it is [-] cents a catty, which is one cent more expensive than when he came last time.

In the end, Han Li came to the county hospital on his bicycle and locked the bicycle in the carport of others.

The sparrows flew around to be vigilant, and then he put his back on his back and walked to the nearby black market on foot.

He has already understood the environment here last time, he knows where the wall is not high, and where is a dead end.

When he came to the entrance of the alley, there was still a person guarding it, and he said without even raising his eyelids when he saw Han Li.

"five cents."

Han Li: "I have a bit of meat here, I want to talk to your supervisor directly."

The big man glanced at the basket behind Han Li, and said suspiciously.

"If there is only a little meat in the back basket, there is a special place for us to collect things in the alley. There is no need to look for our boss. I can also save you the money to enter the door. Do you need me to look for it?"

As soon as Han Li heard this, he remembered it. When he came to the black market last time, he did see the house where people kept coming in and out. He had already found what he wanted at that time, so he didn't pay much attention to it. It seems that it was specially purchased place.

"Oh, I don't have so many, just go in and have a look."

Han Li planned to test the waters first, and there were pieces of pork neck in the basket that he didn't want to eat.

But no one should dislike this these days, because there is a lot of fat on the pig's neck.

Han Li quickly came to the front of this small room. Two big men stood outside, preventing him from entering.

"Come here for the first time. Someone inside is trading. It's for your own good to wait outside."

There is some truth to this statement, but Han Li suspects that they are afraid that too many people will go in, and then they will be snatched backhanded.

"How do you know I'm here for the first time?"

"Everyone who comes here often knows that if the two of us are squatting or sitting, it means that there is no one in the room. You can go in and trade directly. If you stand up, it means that there is someone in the room. Do you understand?"

"Oh, I remember."

Han Li didn't wait too long outside, and a tightly wrapped woman came out from the room with her head bowed.

I really don't know what she thinks, isn't it more suspicious to cover her face in the current season?

"You can go in."

At this time, a big man next to him reminded Han Li that he could go in.

"Oh, thank you."

When Han Li came into the room, he saw a somewhat gentle middle-aged man sitting beside a table of eight immortals.

"Out or in?"

"I have some pork here and want to sell it."

Han Li put the pannier on the ground, and the middle-aged man frowned when he came over to get his hands on it.

"Why is it all pork neck meat?"

"My elder brother asked me to come over to find out the price first, and if it is suitable, there will be more later."

The middle-aged man asked again how much was left, but Han Li cherished words like gold and refused to tell him the weight.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, he discussed the price with Han Li. After the two agreed, he asked,

"Then are you going to exchange money, tickets, or something else?"

"Cotton can be changed as much as it can be exchanged, and cloth can be made into clothes."

"Then you can't exchange much cotton for this little meat?"

After the two negotiated, Han Li left here with two big bags on his back.

It contains not only new cotton, but also some second-hand cotton that has been re-stripped.

[I won’t write the detailed catties, because there is no strict definition of cotton clothes, anyway, everyone knows that it is enough. 】

When Han Li left here, regardless of whether there was anyone following him, he quickly came to an alley that he had predicted in advance.

At the end of the walk, a run-up turned directly over the top of the wall, and turned two more corners to a broken yard.

Then he quickly disassembled the cotton and put it into the space. There were only a few feet of cloth left in his hand.

Then he took out half a wet towel and wiped his face and neck briefly, and changed his clothes.

Han Li thought it didn't matter whether he was following or hanging from a distance.

A simple black market transaction made him feel like a gangster movie.

However, at this time, Han Li felt very good about himself, and swaggered into the hospital's carport and pushed the cart away.

When passing by the alley of the black market, there was a smile on his face. Those who didn't know thought there was something wrong with him.

In fact, the black market didn't pay much attention to his amount at all. Everything he did was tossing around, but Han Li didn't know it.

At this moment, he was thinking in his heart, if it wasn't for the severe shortage of supplies, he would never come here to sell meat on the black market again.

Don't worry about it, the key is that you can't get a few dollars in exchange, so it's really not worthwhile to go back and forth.

It would be more cost-effective if these meats were exchanged in big cities, for example.

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