Age group pet three and a half years old, ginseng and wild boar mixed with rice

"Auntie! Auntie!" After running around the house twice, Fugui returned to Lingbao's room again, saw his aunt, and rushed forward to meet him.

Panting, he asked, "Auntie, where have you been?"

The little milk boy put down the things he took out from the space, and said with a sweet smile, "Lingbao was hiding under the bed just now, but you didn't find me, so I crawled out by myself."

"Auntie is playing hide and seek with me!" Fugui grinned happily, "Now Auntie is going to play a ghost, I'll go hide."

After he finished speaking, he ran to his grandma's house and hid in the cabinet.

Lingbao picked up two large glass bottles containing soy sauce and vinegar, and a large bag of kraft paper, walked to the door, pretended to find no one, and said deliberately, "Huh? Where is Fugui hiding? Why isn't it under the bed?"

Fugui, who was hiding in the cabinet, squinted his eyes and covered his mouth with a sneer.

"Did you run away?" Lingbao said, "I'm going out to look for it."

She left the room, went outside the kitchen, put salt, soy sauce and vinegar beside her second brother, and said, "Second brother, look at these things."

Er Huazi had just stripped off the eagle's hair, and now he was staring at the two bottles on the ground in a daze, "Lingbao, what is this?"

"Lingbao doesn't know either. I found it under the bed when Fugui and I were playing hide-and-seek just now."

Er Huazi didn't doubt Xiao Lingbao's words at all, he opened the lid of a glass bottle, smelled it, "Ah! This is vinegar!"

As he spoke, he opened another bottle cap and found soy sauce inside.

The production team also issued soy sauce tickets in the past two years. At that time, each person was issued one soy sauce ticket per month, and a catty of soy sauce was supplied with the ticket, but it was not issued after three months. Only residents in the city were supplied with soy sauce and vinegar, and the farmers were gone.

It is difficult for everyone to have enough food, and to be honest, they are not very willing to spend money on seasonings, so they are not very angry.

As for vinegar, wealthy families would buy rice to make rice vinegar, but few families in the village were so rich that they were willing to waste rice to make vinegar.

Compared with eating rice vinegar, people prefer to make Chinese cabbage into sauerkraut.

Thinking of this casually, Erhuazi opened the kraft paper bag next to the vinegar, and saw a large bag full of coarse salt, which probably weighed five or six catties.

Coarse salt refers to salt that has not been refined and processed. There are lumps of distinct grains, the size of peanuts. Before using salt at home, they must be crushed.

These days, almost every household eats this kind of coarse salt, and only the supply and marketing cooperatives in big cities sell finely ground salt.

Er Huazi thought that these should be given to Lingbao by the immortal, but the immortal is a little stingy this time, why didn't he give some fine salt?As fine as the rich and strong powder sent before, this coarse salt looks no different from the one sold at the consignment point.

Xiao Lingbao ran into the kitchen, looked out of the window, and asked: "Second brother, why isn't mother in the kitchen?"

"Ah?" Er Huazi recovered from his wild thoughts, and hurriedly replied, "I didn't expect Lingbao to have salt in your house. Mother just went out to borrow salt."

Saying so, he rewrapped the kraft paper, wiped his clothes with both hands, "I'll go get my mother back..."

"No need," the milk baby said softly, "Second brother, you still have to deal with this eagle. Lingbao should go find his mother."

"Okay then, I guess Mother may have gone to Uncle Kidnapper's at the opposite door."

Lingbao nodded. Just as he ran into the yard, Fugui's voice came from behind him, "Auntie, I'm hiding in the closet. Why haven't you looked for me?"

"I'm going to find my mother now, I don't have time to play hide-and-seek."

Fugui followed his aunt, "Then I'll go find it with you, aunt, who is your mother? My mother is at home..."

"Lingbao's mother is Fugui your grandma, otherwise why would you call me aunt?" Lingbao laughed.

"Oh, so my aunt's mother is grandma!"

The conversation between the two children was heard by Dadongzi in the yard, and he couldn't help laughing, thinking that Fugui was raised too delicately in the past, but now he seems quite cute, at least much better than his two sons.

Thinking of his daughter-in-law staying at her mother's house with her son, he couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand, almost sawing off the handle of the bow.

"Brother, why did you start making bows all of a sudden?" Er Huazi put the shaved eagle in the washbasin, squatted outside the kitchen, cleaned the eagle's internal organs, and asked loudly, "Who did you make it for? Tree roots?"

His elder brother shook his head, "No, this one was specially made for Lingbao. The two made two days ago were given to Si Haizi and Wu Chaozi."

Erhuazi thought that his eldest brother had made bows and arrows for himself and Sanleizi before, but it was too long ago, and he didn't know which box he stuffed the bow into.

"Why do you suddenly want to make a bow? I remember that you haven't done woodworking for a long time, brother, and the saws in the warehouse are all rusted."

"Isn't this an extra eagle in the house? How beautiful are those eagle feathers made into arrows? It would be too wasteful to throw them away."

"That's true," Er Huazi said with a smile, recalling the past, "Our arrows used to be made by secretly picking chicken feathers from the production team."

With that said, he looked at the feathers that had just been plucked beside him, "Make arrows from the eagle's feathers, put them in a quiver, and carry them on your back. Think about it."

"Don't expect me to do it for you again." Da Dongzi laughed.

"Haha, the bow you made for me before, I guess it can still be used," Erhuazi asked after joking for a while, "That's right, what about father and third child? Why aren't you at home? The captain just saw them coming in a meeting."

His elder brother said, "They went to chop bamboo to make arrows."

While the two brothers were chatting, Lingbao took her little nephew out of the gate, and sure enough, she saw her mother talking to Uncle Kidnap who lived across the street.

"My family bought some salt a few years ago," said Uncle Kidnap standing by the door. "How much do you want? Is half a catty enough?"

"Enough! How much is half a catty?" Shen Su'e worked hard to count, "I remember that a catty of salt is [-] cents, right? Then half a catty is..."

Before she could figure it out, a high-pitched voice in the room said, "You can't buy salt with money alone. If you want to buy salt from my family, you have to exchange it with oil or pork belly."

The speaker was Uncle Kidnap's mother, whom the villagers called "Wuyan Po" because she had a black birthmark on her right eye.

Since Uncle Kidnap has been single and never married a wife, his father died of illness when he was seven years old, and he and his mother are the only ones living in this house.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Seeing Mother came out, Uncle Kidnap hurriedly tried to persuade her to go back, "You are so serious, you can buy salt anytime, who would trade oil and meat for salt? It's not sugar."

These days, almost everything needs a ticket, salt is an exception. You don’t need a salt ticket to buy salt, you just need to spend money to buy it, so each household may be short of food, rice, or sugar, but it will not be short of salt.

"Hmph!" Wuyanpo said angrily, "The Jiang family takes over all the good things. They cook meat and noodles at home every day. Our house is so close to her house. It's bad luck. I smell it every day and I can't eat it. I'm about to die of hunger."

After saying this, she turned her head to look at Lingbao who had just come out of the house, pointed at her and said, "If this girl is really a lucky star, how can she prosper your family? Shouldn't she also prosper me? Let my son marry a wife or something."