Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 98

Set walnuts aside.

"Grandma, where is our sugar? White sugar." Cen Abao stretched his little paw upwards.

Ouch, old lady Cen's eyelids trembled when she asked, "Why do you want sugar?"

"Fried chestnuts."

"What? Why use sugar? I have salt, which is enough, but not enough."

Know that sugar and salt are rare things.

Especially sugar, death is expensive and death is expensive.

"Grandma, you'll know when I get it out. I'll make ten of them, how about it?" Cen Abao is acting cute, his big watery eyes are just looking at you without blinking.

Mrs. Cen didn't know what she did, so she just came out with a sugar jar in a flickering way.

Every time Cen Abao shakes her hands into the pot, her heart trembles: "Less, less."

Cen Abao commanded from the side: "Grandma, use a low fire to fry the sugar until it turns yellow, so don't let it get mushy."

Mrs. Cen was like a shy girl who got into the sedan chair for the first time: "I can't even paste it."

Cen Abao held a small ladle in his hand, watching as he added water little by little.

While frying, a warm, sweet aroma came out, and the spoon was also wrapped with golden thread-like sugar threads.

Cen Abao hurriedly threw in the carefully selected chestnuts.

The chestnuts are fully covered with sugar liquid, shiny and fragrant, making people drool.

Cen Abao could hear the restless voice outside: "What are you doing here? Why is it so fragrant?"

"That's right, my mother, Xiang is dead."

The sugar-fried chestnuts are also out of the pan and put in a large basin.

Next is pine nuts, pine nuts are easy to stir-fry, this pine nut is not like walnuts and chestnuts, what this thing eats is the original flavor.

Once the three big basins were placed in the corner, Mrs. Cen was not at ease. After it cooled down, she covered it with a fence and covered it with a layer of white cloth.

Before going to bed, Cen Abao saw Mrs. Cen hugging the quilt and sleeping next to Shanhuo.

"Grandma, what are you doing? Why are you sleeping here?" Cen Abao blinked his big eyes, what kind of habit is it that this well-behaved kang insists on sleeping on the floor.

Mrs. Cen scratched her hair back with her hand: "Go to sleep, leave me alone, this is too fragrant, I have observed it just now, when several children passed by here, they smacked their fingers and sneezed, I'm afraid they'll steal it, if this one steals one, and that one steals one, they'll all be wiped out tomorrow."

Cen Abao was so teased that he laughed loudly: "Grandma, I will watch with you, I can't do without grandma."

"It's cold on the ground, you go back."

Qi Zeyao came in, spread a thick meadow on the ground, and spread another thick mattress, patted: "Sleep."

Guarding the fragrant mountain goods, Cen Abao also slept very sweetly.

In the early morning, Mrs. Cen made a mouthful of porridge, and several people filled their stomachs and planned to set off.

Yesterday Li Xiang and the other women sewed straw baskets that could be carried on their backs, and carefully put their things in them.

Those who set off were Mrs. Cen, Li Xiang, and Mrs. Cen's mother-in-law. The three of them were mainly the main force carrying things.

Cen Abao and Qi Zeyao are mainly selling, who can compare with Cen Abao's sweet mouth?
They crossed the bridge, took the stone road, walked for a while and rested for a while, and finally arrived at the largest town after walking for nearly an hour.

"A Bao, how do we set this price?" Mrs. Cen was at a loss: "A catty of walnuts probably costs ten cents."

Cen Abao smiled mysteriously: "No, no, too little."

She counted with her fingers: "A catty of walnuts is 75 Wen a catty, sugar fried 95 Wen, spiced spices [-] Wen, a catty of sugar-fried chestnuts [-] Wen a catty, a catty of pine nuts [-] Wen a catty..."

(End of this chapter)