Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 14
The town of Pingxian County is twenty miles away from Hantun. Daji, as Hantun said, is located on the south side of Pingxian County, across the Daling River from Pingxian County. Market day.

When He Ping and the others reached Liangtun, where the Hongqi Town Commune is located, there were already more and more pedestrians on the road, most of whom were going to the market, and this dirt road was the only way to go to the market.

When He Ping and the others arrived at Daji, there were already many people at the fair. At this time, everyone was not particular about going to the market. They put things on the ground and shouted one after another.

The scene in front of me is not as lively and prosperous as the later generations, but it seems to be full of vitality. It may be a preconceived illusion, He Ping thought.

He Ping wandered around, not to mention, although the variety of goods was not as rich as in the later generations, no matter it was food, clothing, you could still find it here.

He Ping walked around with great interest. The fair was not long, so it was more than 100 meters long, with floor-to-ceiling stalls on both sides.

After going around for a while, I learned about the market. If you want to say that doing small business these days is really not as lifeless as imagined, many small vendors seem to be doing this business all year round.

After all, it was the first time for He Ping to set up a stall in Daji. After walking around, he came back to find the old captain and communicated with him.

This time, He Ping brought all the hatched chicks here. This time, he sold some chicks back to the book, and exchanged some fresh eggs or food stamps, and then returned to the village to collect some fresh eggs to continue hatching. Continue to develop!

Under the guidance of the old team leader, He Ping set a price for the chicks, put the bamboo basket on the ground, and yelled like the people around him.

Now the big fairs in rural areas are usually almost over by nine or ten o'clock in the morning, and everyone has to go back to work.

He Ping yelled all morning. He wanted to exchange half of the food stamps for eggs, but these days food stamps are very expensive, and few are willing to exchange them. Most of the chicks are replaced by eggs, and a small part are replaced by eggs. Rice and food stamps.At this stage, the price of eggs and pork is almost the same, about 10 cents per catty, 12-[-] eggs, but fresh eggs that can hatch chicks are much more expensive, and one chick costs three.

There were 49 chickens when they came, and when they returned, they carried a hundred fertilized fresh eggs, a hare, eight catties of rice and five catties of food coupons.

On the slow donkey cart, He Ping felt a little annoyed after thinking about it.

It’s not that this business is not easy to do, but that my scale is too small. After working for more than 20 days, my income is still a bit low. If I want to improve my living standard by incubating eggs, I still have to expand the scale. After thinking about it for a while, He Ping thought plan.

Today, I went to Daji for a walk, and I knew something in my heart. As long as I act cautiously, there should be no major problems. Being able to eat is the first priority, and other things have to be left behind.

With a bang, the wheel hit a big rock, and He Ping hurriedly opened the bamboo basket to look at his eggs. These are little things that are more valuable than grain.

Because there were too many eggs, He Ping not only filled the bamboo basket with straw, but also stuffed clothes in it, for fear that the bumps on the way back would break the eggs. This is all money!
It was past noon when He Ping got home, got off the donkey cart and walked home.

Xiao Zhu'er was waiting for him on the dirt in front of the house, and he could be seen at a glance.

When he left in the morning, he could talk, and when he came back, he would cook meat and rice for Xiao Zhu'er.

It hurts to think about it, one rabbit exchanged three chicks.

But seeing the bright smile on Xiao Zhuer's face, it was worth it.

As soon as Xiao Zhuer saw He Ping coming back, she ran over happily.

"Let's go home and cook meat for you."

Without waiting for He Ping's order, Xiao Zhu'er had already set up firewood.

He Ping scratched his nose, "Little greedy cat! Stew the rice first."

The corn stalks after a year are dry and very easy to burn.The rice stuffed out of the big iron pot has an indescribable aroma, which is the same as He Ping's taste when he was a child, and he has never tasted that kind of taste since he grew up.

After the rice was served, a thin layer of rice crust formed close to the bottom of the pot. This was He Ping's favorite when he was a child. It was crispy and fragrant, and when he chewed it, his mouth watered.

He Ping shoveled out the pot and handed a piece to Xiao Zhuer. Xiao Zhuer put down the corn stalk in his hand and put it into his mouth without caring whether it was dirty or not.

"Hmm~" The delicious little Zhuer's teeth are about to come out.

The rabbit skin has already been packed, He Ping only needs to clean out the intestines.

Unlike the protagonists in other novels, He Ping simply chops rabbits into big pieces when he is reborn and travels with his own chef skills.

The meat oil is put into the pot, the onion and garlic are fried in the pot, and the aroma of the spices rises with a prick.

Then put the rabbit meat into the pot and pour in two scoops of water.The rabbit meat slurped for about ten minutes, and He Ping put the mushrooms that Xiao Zhuer usually picked from climbing trees into the pot, and sprinkled salt into the pot.

Ten minutes later, a pot of delicious stewed rabbit meat with mushrooms was brought to the edge of the kang.

The father and son were sitting on the edge of the kang, and Xiao Zhu'er had been swallowing when the aroma was coming out of the pot. Now his eyes were straightened, and he was staring at the meat.

"start!"

With He Ping's order, Xiao Zhu'er quickly picked up a piece of rabbit meat and stuffed it into his mouth. The freshly cooked dish was hot, so Xiao Zhu'er smacked his mouth. After smoking for a long time, he couldn't bear to spit out this piece of rabbit meat.

"Slow down, don't worry, be careful of burning."

"good to eat."

Xiao Zhuer swallowed the meat whole, and said to He Ping with a silly smile.

"Eat more if it tastes good. Eat more meat to grow taller."

He Ping smiled like an old father, and he became more determined in his heart to let Xiao Zhuer live a good life and not let the child suffer with him.

People who have never eaten rabbit meat always think that rabbit meat is very delicious. This is due to the propaganda of literary works. In fact, compared with livestock meat, rabbit meat is denser in quality. Generally speaking, it is more woody, which is not good. eat.

But for He Ping and his son, who hadn't smelled meat for a long time, it was a rare delicious meal.

He Ping never thought that one day he would have the urge to cry after eating rabbit meat.

This is probably happiness.

Most of the two catties of rabbit meat went into Xiao Zhu'er's stomach, and He Ping was sometimes angry at where this little man's stomach came from, and he could only sigh that it was probably the hard work of life.

I don't know what happened to the four-horned gold swallowing beast at home, but also my lovely and nagging wife, and my parents...

Xiao Zhuer looked at He Ping in a daze, thinking that she had eaten too much and was unhappy.

He touched He Ping's hand a little nervously.

He Ping came back to his senses, and lovingly stroked Xiao Zhu'er's hair.

"are you full?"

"Ah."

"It's fine if you're full. It won't be long before Dad will let you have meat every meal."

"Ah."

The little head nodded heavily, looking more confident than He Ping himself.

He Ping laughed, isn't this also a four-horned gold-swallowing beast, but it hasn't been fully activated yet, it's just a four-horned meat-swallowing beast.

(End of this chapter)