Wang's little lady

Chapter 35 The dead friend is not dead

Hongdou originally wanted to tell grandma her doubts.

But seeing grandma's satisfied look on her face as she touched the donkey's body, she really couldn't bear to throw away the cold water.

Maybe thinking about it too much.

They might be in a hurry to go home and see the doctor.

The two of them took the donkey for a walk.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zhang told Hongdou to buy some good vegetables and meat and celebrate in the evening.

Mrs. Xie took Hongdou directly to the shop where she had been buying pigs for the past few days.

This pork shop is closer to home. I will definitely come here often to buy pigs, and I am already an acquaintance.

"Boss, here are two catties... Forget it, here are three catties of pork belly and two catties of fat meat."

I originally thought that buying two kilograms of meat would be enough.

But Mrs. Xie thought of that girl Xiaoya. Two kilograms of meat was not enough for her to eat.

I don’t know how that small body can fit so much food into one meal.

"Okay, ma'am, take a look." Butcher Zhou slashed the meat, and there were exactly three kilograms of pork belly, evenly distributed with fat in between.

Another cut of the knife, and the two pounds of fat were no more and no less.

"Pork belly is sixteen cents per catty, fat meat is twenty cents per catty, a total of 88 cents."

After Hongdou paid, she took the initiative to carry the wrapped meat in her hand. It was quite heavy.

"By the way, aunt, I have to save the pig water for you tomorrow."

In the past, it was difficult to sell this thing at the stalls. The rich were unwilling to eat it, while the poor would occasionally buy some for toothpaste.

Thanks to the Xie family, they collected them all in the past few days, which saved him a lot of trouble, otherwise he would have to throw them away if he couldn't sell them.

"If you want it, keep it for me. I want it all." Even a pair of pig offal made into braised meat every day is not enough to sell.

What if someone buys it one day?

Mrs. Xie feels more at ease if she can book in advance.

Hong Dou saw that there were still unsold pig trotters and ribs on the stall, so she bought them all.

These parts are sold cheaply because they have many bones, but they are also excellent for making braised meat.

Especially pig's trotters, which not only taste soft and glutinous, but also supplement collagen.

Mrs. Xie felt that this food was not very tasty. Most of it was just bones, which would be enough for dogs to chew on.

cough~
But my granddaughter’s liking is naturally different.

Watching the two retreating figures, Butcher Zhou smiled with satisfaction.

"Hey, what are you doing, wife?" Butcher Zhou's wife, Zheng, grabbed his ears and pulled his eyes back.

"What are you looking at? Why are you attracted to this young lady?"

"Don't look at what a bear you are, bah, I'm so old."

How could Butcher Zhou not know what kind of temper his mother-in-law had?

He held his ears and said angrily: "Let go quickly, everyone around is watching. Do you still want to do business?"

Mrs. Zheng let him go when he had learned the lesson, and she would take care of him when she went back in the evening.

"You bitch, you are so rebellious. It's obvious that you have a dirty mind, so you don't see anything clean."

"You..." Zheng was shocked by these words, her eyes crossed, and she wanted to take action again.

"Okay! It's really endless. I just bought several kilograms of meat, including pig's trotters and ribs that are not easy to sell. How can I be unhappy?"

After hearing this, Ms. Zheng looked at the stall and saw that both of these items were indeed gone.

"We've even scheduled the pig launch tomorrow. This saves us a lot of trouble."

Mrs. Zheng narrowed her eyes when she heard these two words. It was true that today's business was good.

The lady boss selling steamed buns next door intervened when she saw this.

"I've seen my grandfather and grandson who just came to buy meat."

"Their family set up a stall to sell food. One of them is braised food, which is made from pig offal. The business is booming."

"I bought it once, and the smell was very tempting. I couldn't buy it because I went late."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zheng was full of surprise: "Seriously?"

"Why did I lie to you? You will know after you see it yourself."

Seeing that Mrs. Zheng didn't believe it, the wife of the bun shop stopped talking.

Mrs. Zheng was doubtful. They had only done this once.

The taste is very strong and it doesn't taste good when made.

They don’t lack meat either, so I haven’t tried it since that time.

That family can really make pig offal so delicious and still sell it?
No, she had to go take a look.If this were true, the value of pigs in the water would be different!

"Hey, wife, what are you going to do?" Butcher Zhou felt helpless and ran off to do whatever he wanted.

On the stall.

Xiaoya and Brother Tuan gathered around the donkeys they bought, looking at this one and touching that one.

It’s so rare!

"Sister, is this our donkey? I'll feed him from now on." Brother Tuan raised an animal for the first time, and it was very refreshing.

Xiaoya patted her small chest and motioned for her to raise it with Brother Tuan.

Hongdou put the meat and vegetables aside and replied patiently:
"Okay, from now on, the work of feeding and brushing the donkeys will be left to you two. Grandma, grandma, and my mother won't care about it."

"I know, sister."

Xiaoya: Leave it to me.

"Mom, I think everything is almost sold. Let's go back later."

There aren't many peas left at home. I'm afraid there won't be enough to sell tomorrow if I go back and grind the rest.

I don’t know how my cousin’s pea harvest is going.

When can it be delivered?

Now that we have donkeys at home, we will only need more and more in the future.

Zhao family.

Zhao Jinyuan arrived at Mrs. Zhao's yard unimpeded.

Mrs. Zhao is now the head wife of the Zhao family. Her father-in-law and mother-in-law passed away two years ago.

Now she is in charge of the Zhao family's backyard.

"mother."

Mrs. Zhao looked at her younger son who was approaching, with a look of joy on her face: "Why did you come back at this time? I don't know what attracts you outside."

"The kitchen has been cleaned up, but there is no food for you."

Zhao Jinyuan knew that his mother hated him the most, so he just said this.

But he won't be hungry outside.

"There is so much food in this town, how can I be hungry?"

"That's what I say, but I'm always worried about what's out there, so don't eat it and damage your body."

"I don't know what you think, but you always like to eat out. If you are not satisfied with the cooking skills of the chef in the house, mother will go and prepare two more."

Although Mrs. Zhao complained all the time, she was still worried that her son had not eaten well, so she arranged for her servants to prepare some side dishes and bring them over.

"Don't be busy, Mom, I'm bringing delicious food back today."

When Zhao Jinyuan came back, he asked Achang to arrange the things on the plate and mix the jelly. While talking, he just happened to deliver it.

"These two things are called braised meat and jelly. They taste good to me. I brought them here specially. Can you try them?"

Mrs. Zhao felt a little conflicted when she saw the snacks in front of her. She rarely eats food from outside for fear of being unclean.

But if he doesn't eat it, he may be living up to his son's filial piety.

She couldn't bear it.

I had to pick up a piece of jelly that looked white and tender.

This entrance miraculously felt good.

"What is this? It's really good. It tastes delicious and is refreshing to eat."

"Son, I didn't lie to you, did I? How could I put it in front of you if it doesn't taste good?"

Zhao Jinyuan knew that based on his many years of experience in the town, if he thought the food was delicious, others would not think it was bad.

"There is also this braised food, you can try it too."

Mrs. Zhao accepted the bean jelly very well, but the braised flavor was a bit off. . .

"Ahem, son, Mom just ate and she's really not hungry. Why don't you give it to your dad and brother?"

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist, so Mrs. Zhao dragged her husband and eldest son into the water without any psychological pressure.

Regardless of the color or the ingredients, this braised food looks unsightly, so forget it.

After being a mother and son for more than ten years, how could Zhao Jinyuan fail to see that her mother was trying to divert misfortune to the east?

　Stay up late to report quickly.

　　By the way, I would like to collect it. I recommend it, pen refill~

　　


(End of this chapter)