Jiaohu

Chapter 12 The First Pot of Gold
"Excuse me uncle,"

"Hey, what a big deal, come, come, get in the car, get in the car, kid,"

Zhao Huniu first threw the bags containing all kinds of game onto the firewood cart, and then climbed up to sit still; Zhao Ding sat forward, and whipped three whips in the air with the small whip in his hand,

The smooth-haired little donkey let out a sigh of relief when he heard the three whips, and slowly pulled the firewood cart and started to move.

This is the first time that Zhao Huniu has left Brassica Village since she was brought back from the corpse.

Their family has neither livestock nor carts, so if they want to go to Li County, they have to ask someone in the village who has carts and horses to take them for a ride.
This man named Zhao Ding is a firewood seller in the village. He often cuts firewood and sells it in the county town; besides selling firewood, he often helps villagers bring things back from the county.

For those like Zhao Huniu who are going to the county, there are some who will take a ride.

The donkey cart was naturally bumpy, and it was used to pull firewood, so it would definitely not be easy to ride; Zhao Huniu didn't care, she sat cross-legged, and her eyes fell on the scenery of Brassica Village that was gradually going away.

They go out when the genius is twilight,
When we arrived in Li County, it was almost noon.Zhao Huniu and Zhao Ding parted at the gate of the city, and Zhao Ding's firewood cart was outside the city, but of course the game that Zhao Huniu was carrying on his back had better be sold in places with more people.

After entering the city gate with a sack on her back, Zhao Huniu looked up and looked around.
Although this county town is not very big, it is not small either, and it is justifiable to have a lot of traffic and people coming and going; this girl was walking among the crowd with a sack about the same size as herself, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Although she was unfamiliar with Li County for the first time, it was not that Zhao Huniu had never been down the mountain before.

She stopped a passerby with a friendly face,
"Excuse me,"

This person is indeed friendly, seeing that the girl asking for directions was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, so she stopped in her tracks, with a gentle expression on her face,

"Is there a problem?"

"May I ask, where is the biggest restaurant in this city?"

"The biggest restaurant must be Jinlulou,"

The passer-by thought about it and raised his hand to point to the road.

"You just go along this road, turn right at the end, and the largest floor you see is the Jinlu Building."

"Thank you,"

Seeing Zhao Huniu leave with the sack on her back, passers-by blinked in surprise.After all, the sack was really big, and you could tell it was full just by looking at it.
I just don't know what was installed.

Go straight according to what the man said, and after turning right at the end, Zhao Huniu suddenly felt a bright light—this street is really bustling, the passers-by are dressed in bright clothes, and the shops on both sides have tea and wine. There is no business that is not lively in silk jewelry.

Zhao Huniu saw the so-called "largest building" with a glance.
It really is the most eye-catching on this street.

Zhao Huniu was standing at the entrance of Jinlulou with a sack on her back, her plain attire was really out of place.Not long after, a clerk came out of the shop and said to Zhao Huniu:

"Is the guest officer a top player or a hotel?"

"If you don't hit the top, you won't stay in the store,"

As soon as these words came out, the guy's expression suddenly became less enthusiastic.He pouted,
"Then why are you standing there? Why don't you go away quickly and delay our business? Isn't that right? Go and go."

Zhao Huniu glanced at him,
"Tell your shopkeepers to come out."

"Hey, you girl, you are so impolite, why did you ask our shopkeeper to come out? Let me tell you first, our house is not a good house, if you wait for the porridge to pay for it, you will stop thinking about it.
Hurry up, or I'll be rude to you! "

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and the flash of light in her eyes made the guy who was about to scold him stop, but judging by her attire, she really didn't look like a powerful person,
What does a girl have to be afraid of?

The buddy rearranged his words and was about to speak, but Zhao Huniu turned around and left.

The words he didn't say choked in his throat again.

"Pooh,"

Seeing that Zhao Huniu consciously left, the man spat, turned around and went back to Jinlulou.Zhao Huniu didn't go far, she just walked to an open space next to Jinlulou, put the sack behind her,
The sack was spread flat on the ground, and she bent down to dig it out, taking out the quails one by one.

In addition to quail, there are also pheasants, but there are only two pheasants that are much larger than quails, and they are placed on the edge of the sack; Zhao Huniu arranged the pheasants and quails in order of size,
Someone is watching now,

Unexpectedly, what was even more surprising was yet to come—she actually pulled out a few more firewood from the sack.

Didn't the firewood come from somewhere else, it came along from the car when she got out of Zhao Ding's car just now; set the firewood on the ground, took out a handy knife and cut out a branch,
Zhao Huniu picked out a medium-sized quail and began to pluck its hair. After a simple treatment, it was threaded with a branch.

What is this girl doing?
Zhao Huniu's series of behaviors began to make passers-by stop,

They wanted to see what Zhao Huniu was going to do.At this moment, Zhao Huniu had already ignited the firewood with the flint and a bit of sack fragments she carried with her.

She just sat cross-legged by the firewood,

Then put the quail that had been inserted on the branch on the fire and roast it.

Someone in the onlookers gasped—this girl was so reckless in making roast quail on the road!And seeing that she was quite prepared, she even took out a salt bag,
While roasting, rub the finely ground salt and sprinkle it on the quail.

Gradually, the skin of the quail becomes crispy.

The mountains and rivers in Pitian are rich in grasses, beautiful grasses, beautiful insects, and even the wild animals on it are fatter and fatter. Although these quails are wild, they are bigger than each other and fatter than each other.

During the slow roasting of the flame, fat seeped out of the brittle skin, dripping drop by drop on the burning firewood,
The sound of "zilazila" made people move their index fingers.

Zhao Huniu is not very good at cooking, but in the past, because she was often thrown into the valley by her master to fight with monkeys and wild beasts, it was not uncommon for her to stay for ten days and half a month.

If she couldn't simply handle the captured ingredients, she really didn't know how she would survive until her uncle came to pick her up.

And she found out,
All that is freshly caught, simply processed to clean the blood guts, and grilled on a wood-fired grill,

Even just a sprinkle of kosher salt is tempting enough.

The scent of quail could already be clearly smelled, and the onlookers swallowed their saliva when they smelled the scent of cooked meat.Originally, most of the people who came to Jinlulou came to eat,
Now that I was hooked by this roasted quail, I suddenly felt more and more hungry.

It stands to reason that in this Jinlulou, even if you don’t talk about delicacies from mountains and seas, as the largest restaurant in Li County, there are delicious delicacies. A mere roasted quail will not make these diners who often come to Jinlulou so coveted. of,

But hunger is the best spice in the world,
Not to mention the charcoal fire and coarse salt, the simplest in the world, is also the basis of cooking, the root of the five flavors, and can best stimulate the original taste of the ingredients.

Zhao Huniu's quails were hunted up the mountain before dawn, and it's not yet half a day.

Just baked like this, no hungry diner in the world can resist the temptation of this fragrance.

The quail was roasted soon, Zhao Huniu took the roasted quail off the fire,

She grabbed the branch with her right hand and tore it with her left hand. She was not afraid of the heat, so she just tore off a quail leg and put it in her mouth.The teeth crushed the crispy skin and hot meat, and the quail skin and meat full of rich gravy and fat were swallowed by Zhao Huniu.

She let out a low admiration from the bottom of her heart.

This admiration became the last straw that crushed passers-by. Someone walked up to Zhao Huniu and asked:

"Little girl, how did you sell this quail?"

"Eighteen characters and one piece."

Eighteen coins a piece is not expensive, and those who can come to Jinlulou to eat must be people with a little bit of money. When they heard about these eighteen pieces, they went up to buy them with her. A row full of quail was purchased,
Even the two pheasants were sold.

Someone paid for the half of the quail that Zhao Huniu had already roasted, but Zhao Huniu hadn't had a bite of food since she got up and worked so hard, and she herself ate deliciously, and it wasn't short of a few pennies.

The bones of the quail that was eaten at the end were spit out all over the floor.
Zhao Huniu stood up and put away the sack, leaving behind a lot of quail hair and bones, and walked away.

As for those diners who bought quail and pheasant, whether to ask the cook to cook at home or to ask the master chef from Jinlulou to cook is their own convenience, and Zhao Huniu can't care about it.

With the hundred dollars she earned,

Stepping out of the street.

Today she has other things to do besides selling game, that is to find a blacksmith shop to make a handy tool for herself; because there is nothing handy now, hunting some quail, pheasant and hare is her limit,

If I can find a spear and a bow and arrow,
It doesn't matter if the bow and arrow are slow, what matters is the spear,
As long as she can hit a long spear, then it will be a bigger guy, and she is confident enough to deal with it.

There are two places in Pitian Mountain, and Pingshan is a place where the people of Brassica Village often go hunting; but Zhao Huniu can feel it, Pingshan only produces gentle things,

Those things are far from enough for Zhao Huniu.

She is going to Jianlin Mountain for a break.

A fellow traveler inquired about the nearest blacksmith's shop, and Zhao Huniu followed her to find it; looking at the huge Chinese character "Li" hanging outside the door, and hearing the sound of "jingle" forging iron coming from inside,
Zhao Huniu raised her chin slightly and walked in.

This is a blacksmith's shop with rather simple furnishings, except that there are various kinds of ready-made ironware hanging on the wall - including weapons and agricultural tools - just inside, there are three blacksmith furnaces and a quenching table,
There was never even a counter.

As soon as Zhao Huniu entered the door, she saw three shirtless, burly men,

One of them has a beard with sideburns and looks about 40 to [-] years old, the other two have younger faces, one is in his twenties, and the other is even younger, probably less than twenty.

The two small ones are placed on both sides of the stove, and the pig iron is fixed with iron clamps.

And the bearded man stood in the middle,
With a sledgehammer in his hand, he slammed on the red-hot pig iron.

(End of this chapter)