shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 89
The stall owner was indeed very dedicated, but he would not let Jiang Zhimiao clear his stall. The most important thing was that she was hungry for rice.

She almost vomited after eating hard pancakes every day. She had been craving for rice for a long time. She had no chance to buy it before. Now she was finally liberated. She couldn't buy dozens of kilograms to eat?Anyway, it won't break if you leave it at home.

Besides, since it's so cold now, there won't be any insects. At most, if it's not placed properly, it might get damp.

Later, Jiang Zhimiao and Wen Zhuqing went to the rice store to buy some more. They had bought about 40 kilograms from a street vendor before, so the two of them divided it, which is about [-] kilograms each. There are many people in the family, and more than [-] kilograms will not last long. time.

The stall owner was telling the truth. His rice was indeed not expensive. Rice of the same grade in the rice shop cost at least eight cents per catty. Jiang Zhimiao and the two of them did take advantage of the six cents per catty.

The makeup box that Bai Lu originally brought contained about 1000 taels. Most of Xu Yourong's savings over the years had been bought in paddy fields on the outskirts of Beijing. The remaining 1000 taels were saved between her teeth.

She spent some money along the way, and Jiang Zhimiao still had almost 700 taels in her hand. She wanted to keep part of the 700 taels to build a house. It was not too cold right now, so she could make do with living in a thatched house. It’s snowing, don’t you get smashed to death?

Although the house was reinforced, it was made of yellow mud mixed with adobe bricks and was not stable at all. If there was a heavy snowfall, the house might fall down before the people could get down.

Jiang Zhimiao thought that he should take some time to discuss with the village chief about the homestead. No matter how big or small, at least one must be built first, otherwise this winter will be difficult. suffered the sin.

After walking around for a while, the two carts were filled with rice, noodles, meat and vegetables. In addition, Jiang Zhimiao also bought some seeds and planned to try to cultivate them himself.

She had heard from Chuntao before that after winter here, every household would only have radish and cabbage on their dining table. If she had to eat radish and cabbage for a whole winter, Jiang Zhimiao felt unable to accept it.

Once the New Year is over, it’s time to plant the land anyway. Plant early and plant late. It’s also good to add vegetables during the New Year.

The two of them spent about 20 taels on this trip. Rice, noodles, meat and vegetables accounted for a small part of the meal, and the bulk was taken up by quilts.

Daxu's state-owned cotton is true, but it's also pretty, especially in the far north, where it's extremely cold. An ordinary quilt is sold for two taels of silver, which is a sky-high price.

Seeing that he had almost finished shopping, Jiang Zhimiao went to the blacksmith shop and bought a pot. There was only a small copper pot at home. It was too delicate and could not be used at all. Now that he has a home, an iron pot is indispensable.

Before leaving, the two went to the carpenter's shop to order some furniture. Although the room was not big, it could still be squeezed in. Sleeping on the floor would cause moisture to enter the body and might lead to rheumatism. After all, the hands were full of moisture. If you have money, there is no need to treat yourself harshly.

They got up early for the market today. Earlier, Jiang Zhimiao and his wife went to the wonton stall and bought a bowl of wontons to pad their bellies. After a lot of trouble, they had already consumed all the wontons. Thinking that it was still early, Jiang Zhimiao took Wen Zhuqing and went to buy more. bowl.

It was cold, and eating hot food warmed the whole body. Jiang Zhimiao and the two pushed the trolley to stop in front of the wonton shop, and then chose the nearest table and sat down.

The stall owners are an elderly couple with kind-hearted looks and smiles on everyone. They have a clear division of labor. The husband is responsible for placing the wontons, and the wife is responsible for bringing the prepared wontons to the customers.

The two ordered two large bowls of cabbage and pork wontons. After a while, the old woman brought the finished wontons to them.

When he raised his eyes, he saw two very familiar faces and asked curiously: "Girl, didn't you eat just now? Are you hungry again?"

Jiang Zhimiao took out a pair of chopsticks and nodded with a smile, "Yes, aunt, you are so good at cooking. One bowl is not enough. Do you still want to eat another bowl? When I returned to the village, I couldn't eat it. Such delicious wontons, you’ll have a lot of fun eating them.”

What Jiang Zhimiao said is true. Although the wontons cost eight cents a bowl, which is enough to buy a pound of pork, the wontons here have thin skin and lots of stuffing. They are as good as those of other countries. There is no technology and ruthlessness. Live, focusing on an original ecology, extremely cost-effective, and the food is very enjoyable.

When someone praised her wontons for being delicious, the old woman narrowed her eyes with a smile and said with a smile: "It's quite sweet." Then she turned her head and shouted back: "Old man, don't we have two sesame seed cakes left? Hurry up! Bring it to the guests to try."

"Okay, I got it." The old man took off the sweat towel on his shoulder and wiped the sweat. He took two pieces of sesame seed cakes from the basket in front of him and put them on a plate, then walked towards her with them. "Girl, we will be closing the stall soon, and there are just two sesame seed cakes left. Just take them and taste them." The old woman took the sesame seed cakes and handed them over, saying with a smile.

Jiang Zhimiao was flattered and pushed back with a smile, "Auntie, we are all running a small business, and it is not easy. Just keep this sesame seed cake for yourself. The wontons alone are enough, but I really can't eat the sesame seed cake." ”

"What's the point? The stall is about to be closed down. I still have some left at home, and I can't sell them today. Just take it and add a meal." Hearing what she said, Jiang Zhimiao couldn't refuse. Received it with a smile.

Jiang Zhimiao put down the sesame cakes and asked: "Thank you, aunt. By the way, aunt, I want to ask you something. Do you know where there is a stove seller on the street?"

"Stove? What stove?" The old woman was a little confused, "Is it a thermos, a hand stove that fills the hands with water?"

"No." Jiang Zhimiao explained: "It's a stove that can burn a fire. I just settled down at home and haven't built a stove at home, so I thought of buying a stove to make use of."

The old woman said "Oh" and suddenly realized: "You are talking about a stove for burning fires. Most people don't buy that kind of thing. I remember there is a store selling it on the street." After thinking for a while, she said: "It seems like that The Chen family, right, old man."

The old man nodded slightly under her questioning gaze, and then said, "Yes, it's Chen Si's family. Go eastward along this road. The first store on the right is the one that sells stoves."

Jiang Zhimiao responded with a smile. After thanking him, he quickly finished the wontons in the bowl. After packing five wontons each with Wen Zhuqing, Jiang Zhimiao said goodbye to them.

Naturally, the wontons are delicious fresh out of the pot, but now they are the only ones on the set, and they can't eat them in Minghuai, so they can only pack them up and take them back to eat. Anyway, I will buy a stove later and heat them up at home.

The sun was already rising, and the breakfast rush hour had long passed. Seeing that the stalls were closing one after another, Jiang Zhimiao and Wen Zhuqing bought some steamed buns, both vegetarian and meat. They bought twenty buns for one family. .

It was cold, so there was no need to worry about the buns going rancid. If they were placed properly, they would last for several days. After the two of them packed the food, they pushed the cart towards the east.

This street is not long, and it didn’t take them long to reach what they called Chen Si’s house. After quickly buying the stove, the two went to buy some brown sugar snacks and other things. After stacking the things, they pushed the cart back. go.

Before leaving the town, he happened to meet Uncle Lao Zhuang and his party who were preparing to set off. This time there were a few new faces in the car. Jiang Zhimiao guessed that they should be from other villages.

Seeing Li Sanniang's stinky face from afar, Jiang Zhimiao made an international friendly gesture, and after a "hum", he pushed the cart towards the main road.

Although Li Sanniang didn't know what kind of gesture she was making, she was certain that it was not a good one, and it might be something that cursed her.

Looking at that proud face, Li Sanniang couldn't help but feel angry. Li Sanniang clenched her back teeth and suppressed the anger.

The people on this car were not only from Tianshui Village, but also from Kugen Village and several other villages. If this caused a fuss, her reputation would be ruined in the future.

It didn't matter that she was smelly, the elder man still wanted to marry a wife. If his reputation as a shrewd man spread, which girl would be willing to marry him in the future. Thinking of this, Li Sanniang didn't dare to act rashly.

Jiang Zhimiao saw that she was exhausted and pushed the cart faster. Wen Zhuqing glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, and also increased the speed.

The young man's dark and narrow eyes were filled with warmth, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised under the skylight.

The gentle breeze was filled with chilliness, and the two returned home with a full load.

　Thanks to the book friends for their monthly votes and recommendation votes. I wish you all good health and all the best. Money will flow into you in the third dimension, and you will be happy every day even if you don’t have a partner. (PS: This is not meant to show off, and the author is also single.)
　　
　
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