Lay to win!Cannon fodder, he has become the chief assistant

Chapter 196 Who?

Xie Rongen has always been close to his younger sister, Xie Rongzhao, but now in the capital, his parents and elder brothers are not by his side, so naturally he loves to be closer to his younger sister.

"Fourth brother, do you think that if our mountain is rich, will we be able to attract hares and pheasants?"

The pheasant is not so delicious. To the children, they simply feel that it is a rarity, and the pheasant is much more beautiful than the domestic chicken.

Xie Rongen didn't know this, but just to make his sister happy, he followed her and said, "There will definitely be, and I will take you hunting in the future."

Liu Ruolan heard that there was someone killing pigs and selling meat at the foot of the mountain, so she sent Wang Zizhen to buy it, but Xie Rongen and the others overheard it before they left the house. They got together and went down the mountain in a lively manner.

The basket in Wang Zizhen's hand was also snatched by Xie Rongen, and she walked out in a skip.

Wang Zizhen laughed and shouted: "You can't buy meat with a basket and no money!"

"We know, let's go to the queue first, otherwise the good meat will be gone."

Wang Zizhen followed with a smile, telling them to slow down from time to time.

Cheng Jingzhou didn't like this excitement in the past, but in the past six months since he came to the capital, he spent most of his time studying hard on the mountain, and now he hears that he can go down the mountain to watch the excitement, but he is also excited.

Along the way, he held Xie Rongzhao's little hand without any shyness.

Xie Zhou's eyes flickered, and after thinking about it, he felt that this place is not the capital, and there are not so many rules, so he left them alone.

After Liu Dalang reminded them a few words, he didn't see them restraining themselves, and he simply pretended to be blind. Who made these two people feel good about each other!

It was originally the tenant Song's family who were slaughtering pigs. Their family has lived a good life this year. They have raised two pigs. Now that they kill one, it can be sold for some money. The remaining one will not be killed until a year ago.

All the farmers at the foot of the mountain knew that the owner lived on the mountain, so when they saw a few young masters coming down the mountain, they naturally had to say something.

"Abbe, what is the price of this pork?"

"If you want to eat, young master, just point to the place, and take it directly wherever you want, no money!"

In the past year, the Song family has benefited the most.

The boys of the Song family took turns collecting firewood to deliver to the capital. At first, they delivered it every other day, and later they changed it to deliver a large cart every five days.

In addition, there are two boys from the Song family working together on the mountain, and they can earn three hundred Wen a month.

Moreover, during the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, the host also distributed some rice grains. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, they even distributed a stewed chicken and two boxes of moon cakes, but everyone was so rare.

Cheng Jingzhou replied: "If you don't need money, then we might as well go to the town to buy it."

The old man Song was startled, and then he said honestly: "Then according to what the young master said, which piece of meat do you like?"

Cheng Jingzhou can eat meat, but he can't buy meat.

Liu Dalang stood up and pointed to a piece, saying: "We want five catties of pork belly, and some spare ribs. If no one wants this pig's trotter, we will take it too."

Old man Song lost his mind when he heard that the Coke was broken.

Originally, I was worried that the pork could not be sold out, so I wanted my eldest son to get half a piece of pork to sell in the town, which was kind and easy.

After the meat was cut, Wang Zizhen also came down.

"You guys are running fast, let me see what you bought."

The trotters were still being chopped, so Cheng Jingzhou hadn't paid him yet.

After Wang Zizhen glanced at it, she said, "I want that piece of tenderloin too, and another [-] catties of pork belly. This five catties is not enough. How many ribs were just weighed? If no one wants the rest, then we will give it away." I want ribs."

The corners of Old Man Song's mouth were almost grinning to the back of his ears.

Sure enough, the owner is still generous.

Wang Zizhen asked for a few extra catties of lard for refining.

This time, more than half of a pig was sold.

Farmers don't like to eat ribs, and they think it's not worth it.

The bones can't be eaten or refined, how can there be fat meat!

Wang Zizhen's basket contained tenderloin and a few pig's trotters. Old man Song took out a clean basket for them to use, and Changsheng consciously carried it on his back.

Fang Ping didn't rush for this job, and he was still a bit depressed. He muttered to himself: "I'm the master's servant, no matter how hard I work, I'll be snatched away!"

Changsheng felt that he was two years older and tall and powerful, so he consciously recited this, which made Xie Rongen feel that his strength was useless.

After buying the pork, I thought that today is not the market day in the town, so I didn't have the intention to go out again.

The village is also lively today. The Song family kills pigs and sells meat, and another family makes a living by making tofu. Now they also set up a stall in front of their house, and there are quite a lot of people queuing in front.

The farmer's family lives frugally. If they buy two catties of meat back, the whole family can eat several meals. The meat and tofu are stewed together. In the end, the tofu tastes like meat and is very fragrant.

Because the Song family sells pork today, they specially made an extra plate of tofu here, just thinking that they could take this opportunity to make more money.

Wang Zizhen also saw a tofu seller, thinking that if he eats pots in winter, tofu must be in it.

They were going to the tofu stand, when the old man Song took another small bundle of green onions and stuffed them into Fang Ping's hands, and along the way he threw a few bulbs of garlic into the basket.

This is also a little kindness from the villagers. Wang Zizhen thanked her, and then took the children to buy tofu.

Wang Zizhen knew that the owner's family loved tofu, and it was also good to eat in winter. According to the northern method, make a pot of stewed cabbage with tofu in it, which is fragrant and warm.

"We want all the remaining tofu. Maybe you will send it to the mountain?"

In fact, there is not much tofu left, not even half a board.

Wang Zizhen wondered if this tofu could be eaten for two meals.

After all, there is a large population, and even children of half age can eat it.

"Sure, no problem, I'll call my eldest son to send you up the mountain."

Tofu is hard to handle, but one or two pieces is fine. With so much tofu, Wang Zizhen is afraid that it will be broken again.

At noon that day, everyone in the villa, from the master to the servants, ate steaming stewed tofu with cabbage and pork.

Liu Ruolan thought the tofu was good, so she asked someone to deliver another plate tomorrow, and then asked Wang Zizhen and the others to help fry more than half of the tofu, which can be eaten in stews or salads with shredded green onions.

Xie Rongzhao and Xie Rongen ventured out together in the evening, anyway, the two of them are the most free, and they don't have to be forced to read and write articles.

"Fourth brother, it seems that someone is coming over there."

This came directly from the top of the mountain in the west. Could it be that he went up the mountain to hunt, so he ran far away?

Xie Rongen knew that this hill was now a private domain, so he immediately took his bow and arrows and walked forward, and signaled Guaibao to hide behind him.

"Who are you? This is the boundary of Fuyuan Villa, don't go any further!"

(End of this chapter)