Nongmen Jiao Nv: Escape from the famine with space

Chapter 153 Persimmon (12)

The ingredients they need to buy are actually just a few fixed items, and they have already greeted the owners of several stalls in advance, and they can almost take them away after paying, but compared to the usual ingredients, they are more warm and intentional. After buying a big knife of meat, she said: "Make some stewed meat for our family to eat. Let's eat good meat ourselves. It's not that we can't afford it."

It's affordable to eat, but it's a bit of a prodigal, but now the family seems to be paying for it and making decisions, and everyone just sees it and doesn't say much, besides, what can they say if they have good food, "Okay, okay Ah, Xiner is going to make some new food for us to eat."

Nothing else, it's just stewed pork rice, but it's not for today, let's leave it in suspense first, Wen Xin said with a mysterious face: "Go back to the second brother and you will know."

Wen Yu didn't expect Wen Xin to just buy meat on her own initiative and use him as a shield. She was so angry and funny, so she said with a serious face: "Remember to settle accounts when you go home, how much you earned today and how much you spent , be aware of it.”

"There are counts, there are counts." Fearing that Wen Yu would continue to talk, Wen Xin quickly agreed, and ran to the donkey cart without looking back.

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I have to say that it is convenient to have a donkey cart. The donkey cart drove directly from the market to my yard, and the whole process was very uncomfortable.

It's just that no one expected that as soon as they returned home, there would be a torrential rain outside, and the rain lasted for another week, not to mention the postponement of Jingchen's building the house, it was theirs. There has been no movement in the business for a week.

Warmly said: "Last week, I did a good business for one day. I made 757 coins a day. I have never done it before. I am so happy. How long ago did I go back to before liberation."

While busy with the work in hand, Wen Yu said, "If you don't say that you spent 451 coins a day, you can make someone's girl."

When Wen Jin heard this, she agreed, "What's wrong with a girl spending some money, besides, the stewed pork rice is really delicious, and Xin'er didn't waste it, so it's all spent at home."

Wen Yu glanced at him and said, "Just protect yourself."

It's not that Wen Yu said these things to blame Wen Xin for cutting an extra piece of meat. The meat is indeed not cheap, but the stewed pork rice is really delicious, but he doesn't say a few words, Wen Xin can make it even worse next time, you know Is that feeling?

So some things should be said and said.

Another one, no one knows that it rains for a whole week. They bought a lot of meat because they wanted to do business. Even if they didn’t add this meat, they could eat it for a whole week, let alone adding it again. A big knife of meat, afraid that the meat will be spoiled at home, Wen Yu and Wen Hou opened an umbrella to share the meat with Aunt Yang, and with Aunt Wang, and finally gave some meat to the village head’s house. The lo mei at home is about to be eaten today.

Wen Xin knew that Wen Yu didn't blame him, let's not talk about Wen Yu, even she herself knew that the family had eaten too much meat recently, so she completely ignored it, and her eyes were all focused on the dried persimmons hanging from the eaves above her head .

After thinking about the time for the persimmon to be hung up, Wenxin said, "This persimmon seems to have been dried."

As soon as the warm words came out, everyone's attention followed her words to the persimmon on the eaves. Wen Jin asked, "Is it all right? Is it really all right?"

"It should be ready, why don't you take one down and try it, anyway, it can be eaten whether it is dried or not."

"That's right." After speaking, Wen Yu took the penny into the room and handed it to Wen Jin, and Wen Jin immediately picked up a dried persimmon.

The dried persimmons lost the moisture they had when they were just picked, and looked wilted, and there was a layer of dust on the outside, but Wen Jin didn't dislike it, so he wiped it on his clothes and took a big bite , and after eating the persimmons, Wen Jin’s biggest feeling is that the persimmons are indeed sweeter than the ones just picked, as Wen Xin said, and the taste of the persimmons is soft and waxy, and the taste in the mouth is really better than the original ones. Be delicious.

Wen Jin said excitedly: "It's delicious, better than persimmons, and the skin can be eaten 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 penny in Wen Jin's hand and forked another one according to the head, but this batch of persimmons must be delicious. You have to wash it before you can eat it.

After the persimmon cake finally came into their mouths, everyone couldn't help sighing: "It tastes really good. This persimmon cake tastes soft and sticky. The key is that it's sweeter with less water, and it's not as sweet as before. It's also dirty to eat."

Wen Jin asked a lot, "This persimmon is so delicious, do you want to sell it? Although it can definitely be sold, there are not many of them."

Their family is now a little richer, so it is not so short of money. Wen Yu glanced at the few dried persimmons hanging from the eaves and said, "Indeed, there are not too many, I have to send some to Mrs. Wang's family and the village head's family." , the rest is enough for us to eat, forget about selling it, just stay at home and eat slowly.”

In the village, Aunt Wang's family was the one who had more contacts with their family. As for the village chief's family, it was all from the elders of the same clan and he was the village chief.

Listening to what Wen Yu said, Grandpa Wen echoed again and again: "Yes, what Yu'er said is correct, everyone in the same clan is relatives, and that's how it should be. The more contacts you have, the closer you will be."

Besides, the Wen family has no adults other than him, a useless old man. Of course, he hoped that the village chief and uncle of the same clan would take care of their children more, so he naturally wanted Wen Yu to move around more.

And Grandpa Wen finally got out of bed in the past two days. After lying on the bed for so long, Grandpa Wen didn't want to be idle for a moment after getting up. He wanted to be busy all day long, but the children had already managed the house It's in good order, he can't get his hands in at all, so all he can do is sit on a small chair and weave rattan, but when he is weaving rattan again, he warmly gives some advice, that is, weaving some unique shapes .

What Wenxin said is unique is of course not about making up some small animals. People in this era have already thought of these things. In the market, there are people hanging pennies on the market all day long. It is not new at all, but rattan weaving Slippers are not available in this era. Wen Xin described the appearance of the slippers. Grandpa Wen made two pairs for them yesterday, and now he is making shoes according to the gourd painting.

And the slippers are also warmly requested. Slippers have no heels, so they are really convenient to wear at home. The key is the softness of the rattan weaving. Not to mention others, she feels very comfortable after wearing them all day, except for shoes. In addition, there are actually rattan vegetable baskets, bags, table mats, fans, storage boxes, and even mats and mattresses. Even if a family needs a dustpan, it is impossible to buy it all the time. The sales of dustpans are always limited, but new styles are not necessarily so.

(End of this chapter)