hunting in 1986

Chapter 103 Chapter 102 In mid-August, eggs for sorbet
It was already 1:[-] noon, and there was a burst of cicadas outside the window, and the hot wind rolled up dust and rustled the leaves of the trees.

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Wang Yuan saw that the telegram read:
"Is 1 yuan okay? I'll ask Sun Dagang to discuss it in detail."

Li Yan moved to Wang Yuan's right side curiously. Recently, she often watched "Dream of Red Mansions" and her literacy level has been rising, so she can fully recognize the content on the paper.

"Hi~"

Li Yan took a breath in shock.

Wang Yuan was afraid that Sun Dagang would notice something, so he glared: "What are you looking at, you bitch, go and boil a pot of water for brother Dagang to make tea."

"Tch, I don't like to watch it yet."

Li Yan turned her head and went to the outhouse to boil water.

There is no electric kettle at home, so the hot water is boiled in a large pot. Wood does not cost money, and it is very convenient to make a fire.

It will not work in future generations. The wood on the mountain will not be cut down, and even if it is bought, it will not be allowed to be burned, saying that it pollutes the atmosphere. It is helpless to think about it.

Sun Dagang said with a smile: "Xiaoyuan, what about the ginseng you mentioned? Take it out and let me have a look."

"Brother Dagang, Brother Lian sent you a telegram? What did the higher-ups say?"

"It's okay, he said he asked me to come here instead of him, bought ginseng and sent it to him.

I thought about how simple it is, Xiaoyuan and brother Lian have such a good relationship, and the price is not low, why didn't they just buy it.

Hiss~ I have bought all the train tickets, and I will take the train to Beijing tomorrow, just in time to see the legendary Yanjing City. "Sun Dagang smoked a pipe, and glanced at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan instinctively felt that Sun Dagang was not telling the truth.

After a little deliberation, Wang Yuan said slowly: "There must be something wrong with this, I told Brother Lian that the ginseng is not mine, but a friend of mine.

Before, his grandfather refused to give him a note, so he found a ginseng and wanted to sell it for some money.

Now his grandfather was willing to write him a note again, so he gave the ginseng to his grandfather to eat. "

"Huh? What note?"

"The train skin for transporting wood is not a piece of paper, so he can earn far more than the tens of thousands of dollars from selling ginseng."

"Hi~"

Sun Dayang couldn't help but took a deep breath. He felt that Wang Yuan didn't need to lie to him, and it was normal for him to be able to mix with Zheng Lian, a boy from Yanjing's big courtyard. After all, birds of a feather flock together.

As for why you still want to live in the countryside with such a big background?Is it a product of youth going to the countryside?
A lot of plots filled Sun Dagang's mind in an instant.

"Then what's the matter?" Sun Dagang frowned: "Brother Lian said that he can give up to [-], can't [-]?"

"No, no, his grandfather probably ate all the ginseng. When the train rings, it's ten thousand taels of gold. In front of many things, tens of thousands of dollars is really small money."

"But I can't explain to Brother Lian."

"There's nothing wrong with this. It's not your fault. Well, it's not my fault. If he doesn't want to sell it, then I can't control it. If ginseng is in my hands, I will definitely sell it."

After Sun Dagang calmed down, Wang Yuan explained to him a few more words and sent him away.

When Wang Yuan came back to the house, he saw his wife Li Yan looking straight at him, frowning:
"I'm confused, isn't the ginseng in our hands? What kind of friends, cops, train bastards, what are you talking about?"

Wang Yuan felt that his wife was very cute, and then explained with a smile that the so-called ginseng in the hands of a friend was of course a fiction.

"Aren't you lying?"

"I just want to take care of Zheng Lian's emotions, and then raise my value." Wang Yuan hugged her into the room:
"If I said it clearly, I just asked the price and didn't intend to sell it, then do you think it will cause Zheng Lian's dissatisfaction?"

"Why are you dissatisfied? What's wrong with asking about the price?" Li Yan was confused.

"It's easy for you to think. Zheng Lian has to go from home to the post office to send a telegram. Does the journey count as a delay? Does sending a telegram cost money?
We are just small farmers in the bitter and cold frontier, and we are the children of Yanjing's big courtyard. If we don't have equal status and then let people do things, others are very easy to be dissatisfied. "

"What you said makes sense."

Li Yan talked about the price again: "He just said it was 4200, right? We bought it for [-], and it can be sold for [-]?"

"I suspect that the price will be higher after a while, so we are not in a hurry to sell."

……

The big sturgeon was too heavy. After everyone had a meal, Wang Yuan put the fish into the space in the name of selling the fish to the market.

In the future, if I want to eat sturgeon meat, my relatives will not suspect anything if I say that it is bought from the city. Anyway, in the eyes of relatives, Wang Yuan is very "supernatural".

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it came to August 1987, 8.

My sister-in-law Li Ping lived at Wang Yuan's house for more than half a month, and now she is finally home. Wang Yuan is very happy that he can finally spend time with his beautiful wife. Every day there is a big light bulb, and he feels uncomfortable both physically and mentally.

Wang Yuan sold the bear bile to the state-run store for 1400 yuan. He kept the bear skin and sold the rest to restaurants in the city.

Hot weather.

There are more ice cream sellers walking around the streets.

Noon today.

The little girl was taking a nap, when she heard the cry of "Sorbet, Sorbet" in a daze, she got down from the kang and ran out with her shoes on.

When she climbed down the kang, she kicked Wang Yuan, and the latter was kicked awake from his sweet dream.

"Hiss~ This little girl really deserves a beating again." Wang Yuan got up angrily, and directly rubbed the big white cat.

"Meow meow?"

The big white cat felt aggrieved, and then ran to sleep on Li Yan's lap.

Li Yan was not sleepy at noon, so she knit a sweater while leaning on the kang and watched TV. In order not to disturb Wang Yuan and the little girl, she even muted the TV.

"Xiaoyuan, go and see the little girl, she doesn't seem to have taken the money."

"Well, the little girl is more kissable when she sees delicious food than seeing her own father."

"Pfft~ What nonsense are you talking about again? Get out quickly, don't let the little girl be kidnapped."

Wang Yuan didn't move slowly at all, and walked out with his upper body naked.

The sorbet seller was an old man, his back and chest were soaked, and he had a kind smile on his face.

There is a wooden box on the left side of the back seat of the dilapidated [-]-bar bicycle. The outside is wrapped in thick cotton clothes, and the inside is shaved ice, popsicles, ice cream and so on.

On the right side of the back seat is a basket with eggs in it.

"Young man, what do you want? There are four or five kinds of shaved ice, popsicles, and ice cream."

"You open the lid and I'll take it myself."

The little girl was licking the ice cream with cream on the side, with a happy smirk on her face.

Shaved ice costs two cents, popsicles without cream cost three cents, and ice cream with cream costs five cents.

Wang Yuan took an ice cream, a popsicle and two bags of shaved ice, the total was 1 cents, including the little girl, it was 2 cents.

"Young man, do you have any eggs at home? Don't give me money, just give me 6 eggs." The old man grinned.

(End of this chapter)