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  Chapter 128 The Greatest Happiness

  Liu Qingshan bought two catties of candy at the supply and marketing cooperative, and was dragged to the place where the firecrackers were sold by the little brother:

   "Brother, I want to buy flowers."

  Xiao Laosi pointed to bundles of brightly colored hand-cranked flowers, which are safe to set off and are most suitable for little girls. Liu Qingshan directly bought a bundle, a total of one hundred.

   Anyway, two sticks for one penny, and it didn't cost much in total.

   There are also small foreign whips and middle whips, and I also bought a few hanging ones. The small foreign whips cost eight cents each and ring a hundred rings; there are also Er Tijiao and Ma Leizi, and I also bought a set of them.

Two kicks are considered expensive, eight cents each, and marlezi five cents. People at that time bought ten or eight at most. Like Liu Qingshan, it’s really not bad to buy one plate. more common.

  If you don’t set off firecrackers, is that still Chinese New Year?

  At first, I wanted to buy some fireworks, but I didn’t have any. There were only those kind of slender paper tubes. After being lit, various colored **** shot up into the sky. At that time, they were called colorful bead tubes, and ordinary people called them magic bullets. This was considered advanced.

  One bundle was exactly ten, and Liu Qingshan came directly with two bundles. The salesperson who sold the goods looked at him like a prodigal.

  Ordinary people, if you buy one or two, it will be the best.

   Seeing that there was nothing else to buy, Liu Qingshan bought two more diamond monkeys.

  The fourth and fifth children were all overjoyed. They didn't have such extravagant expectations. They originally thought that they could have two small whips, and it would be nice to take them apart.

  After Liu Qingshan led the two little ones to finish shopping, grandpa and mother didn't know where they wandered, so they simply left the supply and marketing cooperative and went directly to the nearby market for a walk.

  The market on their side has only been opened for more than a year, and has not yet formed a professional market force, so it is relatively primitive.

  The things for sale are also things that they can’t use or can’t bear to eat. Take them to the market and exchange for some pocket money.

   Because of this, there are even a lot of barterers, each taking what he needs.

  The market was also crowded with people, Liu Qingshan led one in each hand, for fear of losing it.

   "Brother, look at the card issuer over there, it's so pretty!"

  The little old four yelled, the little guy knew that he had spent a lot of money in the supply and marketing cooperative just now, so he was embarrassed to buy this and that again.

  Liu Qingshan led them to the stall. The stall owner should be regarded as a professional marketer.

   There is also a 28-billion pole behind the stall. The ground is covered with canvas, and there are many small pieces of miscellaneous things on it.

  Plexiglass hairpins; rubber sheaths for hair, one turn after another; the kind of black mesh headbands used by old ladies to wrap their knots; there are also various key chains and the like.

   "Wu Feng'er, smell it, it still smells good."

  The fourth child picked up a wide hairpin, rubbed it twice with his hand, and put it under Shanxing's nose.

   "Then each person will issue a card and choose the color by himself."

   Seeing that they liked it, Liu Qingshan immediately paid for it, and bought a hair wrap for grandma by the way.

  The hairpins were directly put on by the two little guys who like to be ugly. The rather rustic hairpins looked very cute when they were worn on their heads.

   Then they followed the flow of people and wandered all the way.

   "Brother, there are big candy sellers over there!"

  The little fourth child pointed out again, and Liu Qingshan couldn't help but his eyes lit up: This is so good!

  Big lumps of sugar are Kanto sugar, which are mostly rounded in Guan, so they are called Tanggua, while they are kneaded into long strips, so they are called big lumps of sugar.

   On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, during the Spring Festival here, offerings must be made to the Stove Lord, and the most important thing is Kanto sugar.

   It is said that Lord Stove can say good deeds to heaven after eating Kanto sugar.

  It was served for people to eat, but in the end it was divided by everyone.

  Kanto sugar is fermented and processed from pure natural foods such as millet and malt, so it is considered a pure natural food, healthier than those high-grade toffee.

   It is crispy and crispy to the bite, and it is Liu Qingshan's favorite snack when he was a child.

   It was only later that this kind of sugar became less and less.

   Then why not be polite, just buy two catties.

  The youngest and fourth child couldn't close their mouths with joy: "Brother, can our Stove Lord eat so much?"

   "Then there are still you little fairies."

  Liu Qingshan patted the hats of the two little guys, making them all happy: hee hee, little fairy.

  Purchasing all the way, in the end Liu Qingshan couldn't carry it anymore, mainly because he bought frozen pears, frozen persimmons, Shanlihong, etc., all of which were clinking and dead.

   Fortunately, I saw my mother and second sister head-on, so I helped share some of it.

  Liu Qingshan, whose hands were freed, set his sights on a few mountain goods sellers over there, half a bag of pine nuts, and a sack of big hazelnuts.

  Especially the few straight hares on the ground made him very envious.

  Anyway, wild rabbits are not expensive, they are all rounded, so go back and process them carefully, they are more nutritious than pork.

  In this era when people are generally still seeking to eat well, Liu Qingshan gradually began to pay attention to nutrition.

  He hopes that his family will be healthy and enjoy a better life.

   There is also the half bag of pine nuts, Liu Qingshan also bought, this thing is suitable for all ages.

  Those farmers who sold mountain products saw Liu Qingshan's generosity, so they chatted up a few words with him.

  One of the middle-aged men wearing a roe-skin hat pulled out a bulging sack, which was bouncing like a living thing.

  He said to Liu Qingshan: "Little brother, I took half a catty of sand out of Xuewozi, would you like it?"

   Half a catty of sand!

   Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up: This is a good thing, and the taste is second only to Feilong.

  But he bought it not for food, but for special breeding.

  Those with relatively low barriers to entry, such as raising chickens, will have low profits after a large number of horses are launched.

  Liu Qingshan knows that in two years, once the Wildlife Protection Law is promulgated, it will be difficult to eat wild game, so it is better to plan ahead.

  Sha Banjin is also a kind of bird. Its scientific name is Sand Spot Chicken, also known as Sha Ban Chicken, Hairy Leg Sand Chicken and the like.

  Because their weight is basically about half a catty, ordinary people are more used to calling it sand half catty.

   There is an old saying: It is better to eat two taels of birds than half a catty of animals. The meat of sand and half chicken can warm and nourish the spleen and stomach, and can be used as medicine. It is a top-notch food therapy.

   It's a pity that in a few decades, the quantity will become very rare, and it will be difficult to eat again.

   "Are they all alive?"

  Liu Qingshan carefully opened the sack with a small opening, peeked inside, and found that there were birds with a little feather all over their bodies, slightly bigger than pigeons.

  The tail and wings are a bit like a pheasant, with long feathers, and it looks quite big, but in fact, this thing really doesn't have much meat.

   "They are all alive, there are twelve in total, how about one dollar?"

  The one wearing the roe deer hat didn't open his mouth like a lion, but the price is definitely not cheap.

  At this time, people are not that interested in game and the like.

  The white-striped chicken costs just over one yuan per catty, and you only cost one yuan for half a catty?

   "Uncle, twelve, how about ten yuan for you?"

  Liu Qingshan paid back the price, and the middle-aged man was straightforward, even giving him the sack.

  This time there were too many things, and they couldn't get them. It happened that Liu Shikui and the others were tired from walking, so they sent all the purchased things to the carriage first.

  Leaving a few elderly people warming up in the veterinary hospital room, and watching the car and things along the way, Liu Qingshan and Liu Yinfeng, leading the two young ones, continued to stroll.

  Looking at the second sister's flushed face from excitement, Liu Qingshan suddenly discovered that the second sister was also a shopaholic.

  The same goes for the two little ones, who didn’t feel tired at all just now when they were holding so many things.

  As long as you are happy, I will accompany you.

  Liu Qingshan's mentality is not like those half-children who are frizzy and impatient.

  Being able to share happiness with his family is his greatest joy now.

  Walking around, I saw a large circle of people in front of me, very lively, and the two small ones naturally began to squeeze in.

   Squeeze to the front and have a look, the sellers are all acquaintances, Uncle Boss, Uncle Zhang Luo, they are all here.

   It turned out to be the Jiapigou professional market team.

  There are more than 20 villagers in total, and they are busy here. The stalls are 20 to 30 meters long.

  The most eye-catching thing is the Great Liberation parked behind. No matter whether you buy something or not, you can't help but look at it twice, and your eyes are full of envy.

  In this era when it was very rare to drive a tractor to the market, people generally came by horse-drawn carriage and sledge. With such a big liberation, it really stands out from the crowd.

   "Take a look, take a look, they are all good New Year's goods brought back from Spring City!"

  Da Zhang Luo stood in front of the Liberation Vehicle and yelled loudly. It was really convincing, and the common people really recognized this.

  They go to the market team and sell goods like crazy these days. The biggest hero is this Liberation, which is a bit of a pretentious posture.

  Liu Qingshan glanced at it, and roughly understood that the market team was divided into several groups: there were those who specialized in selling cloth, and this group had the largest number.

  Secondly, they sell New Year pictures and Spring Festival couplet colored paper. Basically, New Year pictures are a penny or two cheaper than the price, which is more suitable than buying at a supply and marketing cooperative.

  The little fourth looked at a New Year picture of a three-headed and six-armed little Nezha, his eyes were straightened: "Brother, let's buy it quickly, it will be snatched away in a while!"

   "Buy this one, right? I'll pick it for you... Xiao Caifeng, haha, Yinfeng, Qingshan, it's you!"

  The shopkeeper was the aunt of the boss. When she saw Liu Qingshan and the others, she couldn't help laughing: "Don't join in the fun, buy it when you get home, don't you see that we are too busy."

  It's really busy, so it's better not to make trouble. Liu Qingshan felt relieved when he saw that the business here was booming, and took Xiao Laosi and the others to go shopping elsewhere.

  The fourth child was still obsessed with Nezha, so Liu Qingshan comforted her:

   "It's okay, when the Chinese New Year comes, I'll dress you up as Nezha, with an iron hoop around your neck, it's the Qiankun circle."

   "If you hold a whipping whip in your hand, you'll be like Huntian Ling."

   "Tie a pair of skating skates under your feet, and use it as a hot wheel, and hold a fire stick in your hand. Who would dare to mess with our Caifeng?"

  These words made the little girl almost cry, Liu Qingshan could only buy a few bunches of candied haws, and distribute a bunch to each of them, this is how to coax the little girl.

   Strolling until past twelve o'clock, the people who went to the market gradually dispersed, and Liu Qingshan and the others reluctantly embarked on their way home.

  Sitting on the carriage, the fourth child’s little mouth was still muttering: “Brother, where are we going to go to the market tomorrow?”

  Ling Zhi smiled and stretched out her hand, and poked her on the forehead: "You're still addicted, right? Next time you go to the market, I'll sell you first."

Ha ha!

   On the way home, there was laughter all the way.

  But as soon as I saw Jiapigou, I heard heart-piercing screams from a distance. This sound was all too familiar. It was the last accusation of the big fat pig to the world before the pig was slaughtered.

   "It's time to kill pigs."

  Liu Qingshan muttered, and then happily said to Professor Wang: "It's just time to get some pig blood, and give Grandpa Wang a few blood sausages to taste."

  (end of this chapter)