In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 40 I met the treasure stall

"Mom, I want to eat too!" Man Yuan yelled, and couldn't wait to take a seat.

Zhao Zhenhua cheerfully followed, and sat down at an empty table.

Sun Shuhong smiled and asked her, "Cousin, would you like to try it? My fourth uncle makes clean and delicious tofu, which is famous in the whole commune."

"Okay!" Song Hongguo didn't respond. Although the surrounding environment was not very particular, the down-to-earth smell of fireworks was enough to make her ignore other things.

Besides, the tofu brain looks really attractive.

"Didn't we have breakfast?" Ling Zhi reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, but it won't be enough to eat any more. You take your brother and sit down first, and I'll buy it." After Song Hongguo finished speaking, she followed Sun Shuhong to the tofu stand and ordered three bowls in one go. And a piece of tofu.

Ling Zhide's expression was suddenly indescribable.

Song Hongguo didn't care about him. She was curiously watching someone cut tofu. The tofu was placed on a wooden board and covered with a white cotton cloth. Wrapped, but not afraid of getting dirty.

The bowl containing tofu nao was very big, because Sun Shuhong called the other party "fourth cousin uncle", so it was quite solid, sprinkled with ingredients, poured bone soup, and it was also a big bowl full.

A few people sat on the mat, and Sun Shuhong only ordered two bowls, and pushed them to the men and children first. This is also the normal state of many women nowadays. If there is something delicious, they always hold on to their husbands and children first, and the rest is their own.

There was no complaint on her face. Seeing Song Hongguo took a bite, she asked, "How does it taste? Are you used to it?"

Song Hongguo gave her a thumbs up, not because she meant it as a compliment, but because the smooth, tender and delicate taste is very appetizing to her, and everything these days is made with real ingredients, even if there are some less seasonings, the taste is not bad.

The two little guys ate to their heart's content, and even burped when the bowl bottomed out.

"Cousin, what else do you want to buy?" Zhao Zhenhua still loved his wife. After drinking half a bowl, he pushed the rest to Sun Shuhong, touched his mouth and asked her.

Song Hongguo glanced at the front, there were not many stalls left, most of them sold all kinds of weaving objects, and most of them sold food in the past, but in the past few years, there was a famine, and no one made pastries and snacks, and finally her eyes stopped Sitting on a small rattan chair, his eyes lit up.

Lexus suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second, Song Hongguo asked, "Which brigade's stall is that?"

Zhao Zhenhua followed her gaze and said "Hey" unexpectedly, "This is from the Xiangyang Brigade. They live in the mountains and it's inconvenient to get in and out, so they don't come every episode, but they have a lot of rare things in the team." .”

Song Hongguo became more interested when he heard the words, "What rare thing?"

"Sackcloth, apples, and sometimes honey if you're lucky." Zhao Zhenhua couldn't sit still when he said that, especially when he saw that many people were rushing there.

Sun Shuhong hurriedly drank it in two or three sips, "Come on, let's go over and have a look, maybe we can snatch three or two feet."

Because the Xiangyang Brigade was in the mountains, they were the last to come to set up a stall occasionally, but as soon as they appeared, they would lure the big guys to run there, lest they would be rushed by others if they were too late.

All this is because the Xiangyang brigade has cloth, although it is linen, not as comfortable as cotton cloth, but now you need a ticket to buy cloth, and the monthly cloth tickets issued by the workers in the city are not enough to wear, let alone the countryside.

That's why the Xiangyang Brigade is so popular. As soon as they leave the stall, they are surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Everyone has the same goal, that is, to clothe. As for the others, they turn a blind eye. Some people ask if there is any honey, and they are not sorry to hear it. Some people inquire about the price of apples. Forget it, after all, the white flour in the grain station is only [-] jin. Wouldn't it taste better to eat white flour?
Linen is cheap, no tickets, ten cents a foot, plain weave in department stores costs fifteen cents a foot, and thick and wear-resistant twill sells for twenty-five cents, so the linen is considered a bit rougher in weaving. Not soft enough, and easy to wrinkle, still in short supply.

"I want three feet!"

"I want five feet!"

"Just give me two feet!"

The cloth grabbers were all women, with loud voices, one after another, very noisy, but the Xiangyang brigade was not annoying, obviously they were used to it, one person collected the money, the other pulled the cloth, and they cooperated without panic at all.

Sun Shuhong also squeezed in. Song Hongguo didn't lack cloth, so she didn't join in the fun. She saw that besides the two adults selling cloth, there was a half-grown boy looking after a big wicker basket. Just walked over.

There was some grass under the basket, and seven or eight chicks were pecking at them. They were fluffy and looked very cute.

Song Hongguo knelt down and asked him, "How much is one?"

The boy was a little shy, but he still said bravely, "A dime."

An egg costs five cents, and people have to work hard to hatch it. A dime is really not expensive.

But she doesn't know how to choose, and she doesn't even know her father and mother, so she didn't rush to ask for it, and thought about waiting for Sun Shuhong to buy the cloth for her to look at.

The other party thought she didn't want to buy it, so he was anxious, so he plucked up his courage and said, "All the chickens hatched in my family are strong, and I guarantee that every one will survive. You won't lose money if you buy it back."

Even Lexus said to her, "You can buy this!"

Song Hongguo, "..."

Didn't she just want to take it easy and have to expose the fact that she can't pick?

Fortunately, Sun Shuhong came over soon, she snatched the three-foot cloth, and was very satisfied with her results, with a triumphant smile on her face, she helped her pick the chicks and asked, "How many do you buy? "

Song Hongguo blinked and asked in a low voice, "Does our team limit the number of chickens?"

Sun Shuhong shook her head, "But you can't raise too much. It's too eye-catching. Besides, if you raise too much, you will eat more. Now people are hungry. How can you feed the chicken? You just feed it grass, and it won't lay eggs. Ah, isn't that even more blind?"

When Song Hongguo heard the words, she knew it in her heart. It seems that there are no strict regulations on raising livestock and poultry. However, she has no plans to raise more, "Let's just have three."

Sun Shuhong smiled and said, "Three is good, most of the people in our team only have this number, if you think it's too few, you can raise one more big goose, it can not only guard the house, but also lay eggs, the most important thing , We have a pond there, driving the big geese into it can save some food."

Song Hongguo thought so, and asked the boy, "Are there any big geese?"

"...Yes, it's just these two. You can take them all for Sanmao, and I'll even give you this basket." The boy held another smaller basket and opened it for her to see. The geese are much bigger than the chickens. , dressed in white hair, with his neck upturned, saw Song Hongguo, and yelled twice in a spirited manner.

"Look, they like you."

"..."

You were shy and shy just now, so you have become a salesman?

(End of this chapter)