Chapter 38 Are you kidding me?
"No, no." Second Aunt Song waved her hand and gave her a reproachful glance. "You only bought a few catties of flour, and the eggs and sugar didn't fall from the sky. I don't have the face to take advantage of it, so I'll just take this piece back and give it to those two brats."

Lin Yuzhu couldn't help but snatch the piece of cake out, lifted the cloth and stuffed it into her mouth.

"How do you know what's good about it if you don't try it carefully? How can you brag about it with Liao Rongfu's wife tomorrow? We're going to make money from this, so why don't we taste it ourselves?"

"Hmm!" The second sister-in-law Song was holding the cake in fear, fearing that Lin Yuzhu's strength would cause the crumbs to fall to the ground, which would be such a waste.

She stuffed a big mouthful into her mouth, and she had to eat it slowly.

As I ate and ate, my eye circles turned red.

"Sister, I'm not afraid of making fun of you when you say it. I used to be the youngest at home, and I was always close to me when there was any delicious food at home."

She wiped away her tears with a smile, "My father still wants to give me the agricultural transfer quota. If my sister-in-law hadn't made a fuss about jumping into the river, this matter would have almost been done."

"I have never experienced any hardships since I was a child. When I came here, I was as busy as a spinning top in the fields every day. I gave birth to three debt collectors in my life. My family Yidou was not willing to buy vegetables at school. He ate home-bred dry-cooked vegetables every day. Sauerkraut with fermented soybeans. He saved the food stamps given to him by his grandfather and secretly gave it to me, saying that it was for his two younger brothers to eat some fine grains to replenish their health."

"I happened to see him at the supply and marketing agency once when I was going to the fair. Do you know that he touched that pen for a long time and didn't buy it? The salesman scolded him so much... I didn't dare to go there, for fear that he would be embarrassed. I don't know If you speculate, you will be sent to prison or sent to a labor camp, I really put it all together... As long as I don’t catch me for one day, I can let the children live a better life for one more day.”

At the end of the conversation, she lay on her knees and wept. Lin Yuzhu comforted her for a long time before coaxing her back.

In the dead of night, Lin Yuzhu was lying on the bed, thinking that the ginger seeds hidden in the space would have to be sold sometime.

Working with Mrs. Song and delivering goods together, I can't outweigh her by a load.

The day after tomorrow is Shanpaixu Day, which is a little farther than Luotianxu.

She is not going to be sent to Liao Rongfu, so she has to change to someone else.

This kind of cheap labor in exchange for remuneration is too slow to get money, and you can't squeeze into the upper level of the food chain, and you can't even think about getting rich in this life.

One thought after another came out of the sky, and I fell asleep unconsciously.

She didn't sleep well and got up early.

Lighted the oil lamp and went to the stove lightly, and improved the bamboo tube so that each piece of bamboo spread out a little like an octopus.

Coupled with the strength gained from working all year round, the effect is very obvious, and the egg whites are sent away in a few minutes.

With the experience of steaming cakes for the first time, this time the ratio of raw materials is more precise.

Without a clock, she lit a stick of incense, turned off the fire after half a stick of incense, and poured out the cake after steaming for a while without lifting the lid.

Only one big one was steamed this time, and the others were all small ones.

The small bowl-shaped cakes are exquisite and cute, and it seems that the cake steamed in a pot is particularly rich and powerful.

It was packed in two cloth bags, and the boiled sweet potatoes in the pot were picked for breakfast. After packing up the things, Second Aunt Song coughed twice just outside the wall.

The two picked up baskets and hurried on their way in the twilight of dawn.

The dew on the tip of the weeds wets the trousers. It is nearly nine miles away, and the mountain road with backward infrastructure is not easy to walk.

There is no need to choose a place to rest on the way, and the poles can be placed in two baskets.

The two were eating sweet potatoes and chatting. The second sister-in-law of Song accidentally glanced behind Lin Yuzhu, stuffed the sweet potato into her mouth calmly, and took off the brown rope on the pole with two or three strokes.

He held up the pole and swung it over Lin Yuzhu's head.

Lin Yuzhu instinctively lowered her body due to the fierce gesture of the swing, and looked back in horror, goose bumps all over her body.

A snake with a green body and only a yellow-red tail was writhing wildly on the muddy ground.

The triangular snake head has thin scales, the golden vertical pupils in the red eyes and the fangs in the wide open mouth made Lin Yuzhu break out in a cold sweat.

In principle, if you don't take the initiative to attack the snake, there is a high probability that the snake will not bite her.

But a green bamboo snake is admiring the back of her head from behind, this can't make people happy at all, okay?

"Hurry up, hurry up, bring my bag!" The second sister-in-law Song happily pressed the snake's head with a pole, bent down and grabbed the snake Qicun to lift it up, "See if I can sell it later, if I can't sell it, I'll take it back to make wine. "

Lin Yuzhu had an instinctive physical fear of snakes, things that could run fast without legs, holding the bag and wishing to pull the mouth of the bag to the maximum.

The snake fell into the bag and calmed down a little.

"I was afraid of snakes when I was not married, but later on, I figured it out." Second Wife Song took the bag and neatly twisted the mouth of the bag into a knot, "It's scary, but it can be exchanged for money and eaten, so it's good. something~"

Encountering a snake, as long as it is not bitten, is a happy thing.

Lin Yuzhu twitched the corners of her mouth, so reasonable that she was powerless to refute.

As the sun rose, scattered houses began to appear on both sides of the dirt and gravel road.

Sweat wets the back, and half of the trouser legs are covered with sand and half dried by the wind.

The two found a small pond, took out the clean cloth shoes in the basket, washed off the mud on their feet, and changed into cloth shoes.

It is the last stubbornness of the poor to go to the town to go to the fair and dress decently.

Jiantan Town is a big town, and the flow of people is significantly higher than that of Luotianxu.

The trading of agricultural and sideline products is concentrated on one street.

There are supply and marketing cooperatives, health centers, veterinary stations, and grain stations along this long street.

The name of the street is no longer important, because there is an old archway, and everyone calls this area Yuejinmen.

When they came to Jiantan Town, Second Wife Song led Lin Yuzhu to the Yuejin Gate with her head held high.

Bypass the chicken, duck, geese and firewood trading gathering place next to the hospital, and walk along the residential alley.

Turning and turning, we walked outside a row of collapsed mud houses. Weeds were lush inside the ruined walls, and the weeds outside were no higher than ankles, and they were trampled bare.

Lin Yuzhu saw the young man sitting on the steps eating sweet potatoes at a glance.

Xiao Dongming, who was always paying attention to the people coming and going, also found Lin Yuzhu and Song Ersao at the same time.

Hey, acquaintance.

With a smile on his fair and thin cheeks, he got up and patted the plaster on his pants and walked enthusiastically.

Glancing at their tightly covered baskets, "Come to the fair?"

"Young student, come here." Second Aunt Song beckoned to him mysteriously.

Xiao Dongming was a little surprised, these two people haven't sold their things yet, so they are so anxious to take care of his business?

Following them to a small slope, he was about to take off his pocket, but Lin Yuzhu stopped him.

"Don't worry, I'm looking for you to do business today."

"I don't collect the ginger seeds. Someone will come to collect them later." Xiao Dongming pouted at Lin Yuzhu's basket, "I collect grain, but no one will come here directly to pick it up."

Lin Yuzhu didn't answer, but opened a corner of the bag, dug into the basket for a while, and gave him a cake, "Do you want it?"

Xiao Dongming took it over, squeezed it, and held it up to the tip of his nose to smell it, "Hiss~ eh? It looks like rice cake but not like it, it's quite fragrant, how do you make it?"

"You can eat and see."

"Do you really want me to eat?"

"Ah."

"Then, cough, then I will accept your favor."

Xiao Dongming smelled the cake again, took a bite, and his eyes lit up immediately, "It's not rice noodles, it's not so tender, is it flour?"

He grabbed the cake and looked at it over and over again, "I'm really willing to make it, it's so sweet. It's because eggs are put in it, and the yellow gardenia dyed doesn't have this fragrance."

As he spoke, he took another bite and smacked his lips, "It must be an egg. How do you make it? It doesn't smell rancid at all."

Lin Yuzhu lowered her head and smiled, "It's hard to say the ancestral prescription."

In this era, yeast powder and baking powder have not been widely used. When the villagers make rice cakes, they use koji mixed with rice milk to ferment naturally.

Naturally, there will be sour and rancid taste.

After steaming, the rancid smell is relatively light, but you can still smell it.

Xiao Dongming took two bites and put the remaining half of the cake into his pocket. He frowned and thought for a while, feeling very troubled.

"I haven't confiscated this kind of thing. I don't know if anyone wants it."

"There are people who want the unpalatable steamed stuffed buns and fat cakes from the state-run restaurant, how do you know if you don't try them?"

"Difficult, unpalatable?" Xiao Dongming looked at Lin Yuzhu like a monster, "Ordinary people can't eat it if they want to, have you ever eaten it?"

That's a bun!

Buns that can only be bought with food stamps!

Buns that many people can't make!

"Have you eaten it? It tastes like bitter alkali powder, isn't it unpalatable?" Lin Yuzhu looked indifferent.

Eating is never eaten.

I have seen others eat it.

Because there is no yeast powder, it is very challenging to use old noodles and hair noodles, and the sourness needs to be neutralized by adding alkaline noodles.

The steamed stuffed buns in state-run restaurants are basically not very good, but because the ingredients are honest, there are a lot of meat fillings, which is very greedy.

Xiao Dongming scanned the coarse patched clothes on her body with a complicated expression.

"Stop bragging, make it sound like you know how to make steamed stuffed buns. Your noodle cakes are delicious. How many are there? If it's less, I'll charge a little and ask if anyone wants it."

"It's called a cake. It was eaten by the emperor and ministers in the palace earlier. I made a dozen or so, not many. One cent for one, one tael of food stamps."

"Are you kidding me? Fifty cents is enough to eat a bowl of noodle soup in a state-run restaurant!"

Xiao Dongming thought that Lin Yuzhu was crazy, and he never wanted to listen to her talking in her sleep.

(End of this chapter)

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