The ingredients they need to buy are actually only a few fixed ones, and they have already said hello to the owners of several stalls in advance. They can take them away after paying the money, but it is more warm and thoughtful than the ingredients they usually need.
After buying a large knife of meat, she said: "Let's make some braised meat for our family to eat. Let's just eat good meat ourselves. It's not that we can't afford it."
I can afford to eat, but I am a bit prodigal, but now it seems that Wen Wen is the one who contributes money and makes ideas, so everyone just looks at it and doesn't say much. Besides, what can they say if they have good food to eat, "Okay, okay
Ah, Xin'er is going to make some new food for us."
There's nothing else, just braised pork rice, but it's not for today, so let's leave it in suspense first. Wen Xin said with a mysterious face: "You will know when the second brother makes it when you go back."
Wen Yu didn't expect that Wen Wen would just buy meat on his own initiative, but would use him as a shield. It was really annoying and funny, so he said with a serious face: "Remember to settle the accounts when you go home. How much did you earn today and how much did you spend?"
, you have to know it in your heart.”
"There are many, there are many." Afraid that Wen Yu would continue to be verbose, Wenxin quickly agreed and ran towards the donkey cart without looking back.
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I have to say that having a donkey cart is very convenient. The donkey cart drove directly from the market to my yard. The whole process was very comfortable.
But no one expected that as soon as they returned home, it started to rain heavily outside, and the rain lasted for another week. Not to mention the postponement of Jingchen's house building, it was them.
There has been no movement in the business for a week.
Wen Xin said: "I only did good business for one day last week, and I made 757 Wen in one day. I have never done it before. I was so happy that I was back before liberation."
While Wen Yu was busy with the work in hand, he said, "If you don't tell me that you spent 451 yuan in one day, who else can make a girl like you?"
When Wen Jin heard this, she took protective measures, "What's wrong with a girl spending some money? Besides, the braised pork rice is really delicious, and Xin'er didn't spend it randomly. It's all spent at home."
Wen Yu glanced at him and said, "Just protect him."
When Wen Yu said these words, he didn't blame Wen Wen for cutting an extra cut of meat. The meat was indeed not cheap, but the braised pork rice was really delicious. It's just that if he didn't say a few more words, Wen Wen would make it even more outrageous next time, you know.
That feeling?
So there are some things that should be said.
Another thing, no one knew that it would rain for a whole week. Because they had to do business, they bought a lot of meat. Even if they didn't add this meat, they could eat it for a whole week, let alone adding this kind of meat.
They had a lot of meat. They were afraid that the meat would go bad at home, so Wen Yu and Wen Hou held up an umbrella and divided the meat with Aunt Yang, then with Aunt Wang, and finally shared some meat with the village chief's family.
The braised food at home is just about to be finished today.
Wen Xin knew that Wen Yu didn't blame him. Not to mention Wen Yu, even she knew that she had eaten too much meat at home recently, so she pretended not to hear anything and focused all her attention on the dried persimmons hanging from the eaves above her head.
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After thinking about how long it took to hang the persimmons, Wenxin said, "It seems that the persimmons have already been dried."
As soon as Wen Wen's words came out, everyone's attention shifted to the persimmons on the eaves. Wen Jin asked: "Is it okay? Is it really okay?"
"It should be ready. Why don't you take one down and try eating it? It can be eaten even if it's not dried well."
"That's right." After saying that, Wen Yu took the bamboo pennie into the house and handed it to Wen Jin, who immediately picked up a persimmon.
The dried persimmons lost the moisture they had when they were first picked. They looked wilted and there was a layer of dust on the outside. However, Wen Jin didn't mind it. He wiped it on his clothes and took a big bite.
, and Wen Jin’s biggest feeling after eating the persimmons is that, as Wen Wen said, the persimmons are indeed sweeter than when they were just picked, and the persimmons are soft and glutinous, and the taste in your mouth is really better than the original ones.
Be delicious.
Wen Jin said excitedly: "It's delicious, better than persimmons, and you can eat the skin directly."
As soon as Wen Jin said it was delicious, everyone in the family couldn't help but want to try it. Wen Yu took the bamboo pole in Wen Jin's hand, and each person took another fork, but this batch of persimmons must be
You have to wash it before you can eat it.
After the persimmon finally entered their mouths, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed: "It tastes really good. This persimmon tastes soft and waxy. The key is that it has less water and is sweeter. It's not as bad as before."
Eating just as dirty."
Wen Jin asked a lot, "This persimmon cake is so delicious, do you want to sell it? Although it can definitely be sold, the quantity is not very large."
Their family was a little richer now, so they were not short of such a small amount of money. Wen Yu glanced at the few persimmons hanging on the eaves and said, "It's really not too much. I want to send some to Mrs. Wang's family and the village chief's family."
, the leftovers are enough for us to eat, so forget it and don’t sell it, just keep it at home and eat it slowly.”
The family that has the most contact with her family in the village is Wang's family. As for the village chief's family, it's entirely because they are elders of the same clan and they are the village chief. It's right to miss something.
Listening to what Wen Yu said, Grandpa Wen also repeatedly echoed: "Yes, Yu'er is right. We are all relatives of the same clan and it should be like this. The more we interact with each other, the closer we will become."
There were no adults in the Wen family except for him, a useless old man. Of course he hoped that his uncle, the village chief, could take care of their children, so he naturally wanted Wen Yu to move around more.
And Grandpa Wen finally got out of bed these two days. After lying in bed for so long, Grandpa Wen didn't want to be idle for a moment after getting up. He wanted to be busy here and there all day long, but the children had already taken over the management of the house.
Everything was so organized that he couldn't get involved at all, so all he could do was sit on a small chair and weave rattan. However, Wenxin gave him some advice when he was weaving rattan again, which was to weave something unique.
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Of course, the chic that Wen Wen refers to does not mean knitting small animals. People of this era have already thought of these things. People hang bamboo pennies on them all day long in the market and sell them everywhere. It is not new at all, but rattan knitting is not new at all.
There were no such slippers in this era. Wen Wen described the appearance of the slippers. Grandpa Wen knitted two pairs for them yesterday, and today they are knitting shoes according to the same pattern.
The slippers bar is also a must-have for Wen Nuo. The slippers have no heels, so they are really convenient to wear at home. The key is the softness of the rattan. Not to mention others, she felt quite comfortable after wearing them all day. Except for the shoes.
In addition, there are actually rattan vegetable baskets, bags, table mats, fans, storage boxes, and even mat mattresses she also described... In short, it is not necessary to just weave dustpans like before, the vines are already solid.
, even if a family needs a dustpan, it is impossible to buy it all the time. The sales volume of dustpans is always limited, but the new style is not necessarily.