Li Heng, who went out to go to the vegetable market, found that he had underestimated the persistence of the Chinese people after all. Even if it rained, even if it was only five o'clock now, there were already people holding umbrellas or wearing raincoats, and even
There are also those who are wearing straw raincoats. The same destination of these people, they all walk towards the big square, preparing to enjoy the ceremony up close.
Standing at the entrance of the alley in a raincoat, he looked at the pedestrians on the road, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This is a kind of power and a kind of faith.
The number of people in the vegetable market has not decreased in the amount of rain.
If you have faith, life must continue. There are also many people who choose to buy groceries first and then pass by.
Farmers who sell their own planting and breeding things in the nearby suburbs will not be unable to come because of the rain.
As usual, go and cut some meat first.
The meat-selling master has long recognized Li Heng. Among the customers who come here, there is only such a weird thing, and it is hard to remember it.
Don’t buy meat, this is really rare at present.
"Director Li, what are you here today?"
This is true, not an exaggeration at all. You can refer to the chicken Xu Damao a few years later.
"It's nothing to get up, let's sleep."
Li Heng had sharp eyes and saw pork ribs placed on the ground next to the meat stall with a piece of oil cloth.
"Old rule, let's get two or three pounds of meat. Hey, I have pork ribs today."
This son-in-law is good at everything, and it makes people unable to find any problems. It is because of his greed that makes him not know what to say.
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"Master Du, please help me chop the one into small pieces, so I will save you some trouble when I go back, and then divide it into three parts to wrap it together."
"Director Li, why don't you give me some?"
"Sure, if you give me a title, I'll want it all."
In fact, it doesn’t take Fang’s mother to say that Fang’s father has come over to pick up the chicken from Li Heng.
Occasionally there is a hen sold on the market. You can go and have a look. They are at least five years old, that is, the kind that will never lay eggs at all. If you buy them, you will have no other use except stewing soup and eating meat.
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Dad Fang looked at him, smiled and shook his head, and walked out without saying a word with the chicken.
"Well, it costs three yuan per piece, less than one year old, I bought it all. Mom, you raise this to the back of our house. The old man said that after a few days of raising it, it will be fine to lay an egg a day.
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"One three pieces, food coupons are fine."
Also, you rarely see stray dogs outside these days, and the reason is the same.
"Uncle, are you... going to sell?" Li Heng walked to the old man who was squatting under the eaves to shelter from the rain, squatted down, pointed to the two hens in the bamboo basket and asked.
After coming out of the butcher shop, I cut two kilograms of tofu and was about to take a look. Wow, this old man is nothing, even the hens are sold.
"I got it, Mr."
"Erheng, you're so early. Xiaoya hasn't gotten up yet, right?"
As for why it is so rare that no one bought it just now, I can only say that people are almost unable to eat enough and still raise chickens? I'm thinking too much.
The city is not like the countryside. In the countryside, you can let them go out for food. In the city, where do you put them in apart from feeding your own rations? If you dare to release them, you may be in someone else's pot after a while.
It's right.
The meat seller looked back and said, "Yes, there are still three or four kilograms left. It was also an appointment by an old customer. I ordered a lot. I didn't expect that when I came here just now, someone said that he couldn't ask for so many, so I didn't think that
, left.”
"It's okay. I've made great progress today. I still know how to buy a fat piece and let me come back to refine oil." Opening the oil paper wrapped in the meat, Fang's mother nodded and opened another oil paper bag.
"Young man, it's better to go back and raise them. These two chickens are only eight months old. It's fine to lay an egg every day. But it's definitely not possible in the first two days. Today, I scared them and I have to wait a little longer.
It takes three days.”
A hen who is less than one year old will have no problem laying eggs for another two years. Even if two eggs are laid only one a day, it will be a considerable fortune in two years.
"I bought ribs, alas..."
"How do you sell this?"
"Yohe, two hens, did you buy them from the market?"
While walking, I took the three divided pork ribs to the warehouse while people were not paying attention.
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that the master in front of him seemed to want pork ribs too.
It was raining, and Li Heng did not dare to delay it. He carried two chickens in one hand and tofu and meat in the other hand quickly walked home.
"Mom, dad..."
These two chickens will definitely not be eaten when they go back, so he won’t do anything about killing the chicken to retrieve eggs.
This is definitely an unexpected surprise.
"Uncle, I have no other meaning, but... why did you take out the hen and sell it?"
"Yes, yes, I want to sell it." When I saw someone coming to ask, the old man who was also squatting there smeared the rain on his face and said.
It is already considered mercy to be genocide in the country before being eaten.
These days, few people will sell hens, unless they are old hens, but these two are obviously not big. It is the first time he has seen someone after visiting the market for so long.
Isn't it good to sell hens at home to wait for eggs and then exchange eggs for some daily necessities?
He handed over two pieces of paper and brought up the two chickens that had been tied up by the old man long ago, and went home.
"You're used to it every day. Anyway, it's your wife now, so I can't control it." Fang Ma reached out helplessly to pick up the things.
"Well, there is something wrong at home, and I need money urgently. I can't do anything to sell them." The old man had a wry smile on his face, a little distressed.
"After, I want both." Li Heng was also very straightforward, lifted up his raincoat and started paying for it.
Of course, no one will say anything if you are willing to raise it and play.
It's not expensive, it seems that this old man has also understood the market.
"No problem, don't worry, please be sure to keep it straight."
"Okay"
But he doesn't know how to raise him, so he will be thrown to his mother-in-law later and let him keep him here.
"Hey, this relationship is good. Lao Fang, hurry up, take it. I remember that there are bamboo baskets weaved that year behind us. I will first pick them up. You are digging some millet and picking up a bowl of water to feed them."
Two and a half pounds of meat, three and nine taels of pork ribs, hesitated and bought two more taels of pure fat meat. It would be impossible not to buy it. Just buying lean meat back will definitely be whispered by the mother-in-law.
But thinking about his salary of more than 100 per month, he felt a little relieved.
Fang’s parents are both wealthy families, but they are not particularly stingy in terms of food, clothing and consumption.
I'm putting this in ordinary people's homes, and I don't know how to talk about it.
But if that were the case, Li Heng would probably not be like this now, and he would run here almost every day.