I live in Dayu Changsheng

Chapter 23, look forward to

Gao Yao was dismissed.

Fang Rui wandered around the black market by himself. He walked around and found none of the suet, eggs, or meat. He only bought thirty catties of stick noodles.

That's right, it's cornmeal—the profit of finished medicine has increased greatly, and he has also become rich, and the Fang family has returned to the era when cornmeal was the staple food.

"Meat, eggs, oil, soybeans... You have to buy one or two of these to improve your life. If idle farmers can't buy them, they can only go to second-hand dealers."

Fang Rui's eyes flashed.

If you are talking about wandering around and buying meat, eggs, oil, etc. from idle farmers, you have to try your luck;

Then, there is no need to go to a second-hand dealer.

——They eat this bowl of rice. They stay here every night. When they encounter idle farmers and sellers, they rush to buy them and sell them at a higher price.

and so.

Second-hand dealers usually have goods, pork, chicken, rabbit meat, soybeans, lard, eggs... at least one or two.

For customers, they basically buy whatever they have.

Not long after.

Fang Rui carried the sack and left from a second-hand dealer.

Good harvest.

He swept away the goods from the other party, including: a small can of pork suet; three catties of dried mushrooms; and a big rooster.

It cost ninety big coins, almost a tael of silver, before I bought it.

"Although I spent all the profits from selling medicine today, and even paid more than a dozen big money...but don't panic."

Fang Rui was very calm: "Before, my family actually saved some money, but the income from selling medicines did not increase, so I dare not use it."

"Now, a new finished medicine has been developed. The business is booming, and the profit has increased greatly. There are more than ten taels of silver a month at least... This is the confidence, and there is no need to save any more."

"It's the quality of these things... What a loss!"

Fang Rui's mouth twitched.

He looked at it: the pork suet is okay, there is no problem; the dried mushrooms are a little broken; the big cock is also relatively old.

This is the case with the second-hand dealers. The variety is not complete and the quality is also uneven.

For this, Fang Rui still shopped around and chose the one with the best price-performance ratio.

Want better service?
Also.

Go to the grain shop of a big family, where you can order things that cannot be bought in the market, such as pork, chicken, donkey meat, pork suet, butter, eggs, duck eggs...

They can even get you swords and swords.

The variety is complete, the quality is high, and the service will definitely leave you speechless... However, correspondingly, the price is much higher, much more expensive than second-hand dealers.

Fang Rui also asked specifically, and found out that the sale of less than two taels of silver would not be accepted.

This made him sigh deeply: he is a poor ghost.

Get out of the black market.

Fang Rui remained vigilant as always. After running wildly for a while, he suddenly emerged from an alley behind him. Looking back and forth, no one followed.

"That's right, this is just the beginning, the first day when the new medicine comes out..."

"Furthermore, the medicine packs I prepared today are relatively small, and the profit is not too impressive. When it stabilizes in the future, it will be a business with a profit of more than ten taels a month!"

"With the ninth-rank strength I exposed before, I'm afraid it's extremely reluctant to protect this plate."

Fang Rui has already broken through to the seventh rank, but in the eyes of those who are interested in the black market, he is still the ninth rank that he showed earlier.

This strength, for a business with this level of profit, is still a bit of a deterrent.

When the benefits outweigh the risks, some people will take risks... In this world, in this age, there is never a shortage of desperadoes!
"However, if I reveal the strength of the eighth rank and protect my own business, it will be more than enough... But, I can't sell this thing and boast..."

Otherwise, people would think he was bluffing!
"So, it's best to come to a target, be knocked down by me, and step on the other side to stand up... There is no rush, there will always be people who are greedy and greedy..."

Fang Rui's eyes flashed: "At that time, I'll chop it up again!"

Seeing that it was getting late, he stopped dawdling, speeded up, and headed back home.

……

Back home, Fang Rui went straight to the cellar, moved the boulder away, led Fang Xueshi and Fang Ling back to the house, and lit the oil lamp.

The flames danced, emitting a warm yellow light, filling the entire small room.

Fang Rui put down the burlap bag and took out the contents one by one: "Cob noodles, pork suet, dried mushrooms, big cock..."

"Wow!"

Fang Ling stared blankly, her eyes straightened.

Fang Xueshi was covering her chest even more, and every time she took out something, the corners of her eyes twitched: "Why are they all stick noodles?! There are also: pork suet, dried mushrooms, big cock..."

"I...you...Brother Rui, is our family having a hard time?"

It was obvious that Fang Rui's extravagance was distressed.

In her opinion, how much do these things cost in this year?How long can it last if it is replaced with sorghum noodles? !
"Two new drugs were developed today...the business is booming and the profit has increased...this is nothing. Mom, you should change your mind."

Fang Rui talked about the huge increase in the profits of finished medicines, and concluded: "Our family's life will get better and better."

"The better it is!" Fang Ling clapped her little hands.

"I...I'll try to change!"

Fang Xueshi is not an old-fashioned person. After all, if it is possible, which mother would not want her children to eat better?

"Also: Brother Rui, from now on, these matters at home, such as purchasing, will be decided by you..."

As she said this, she looked a little lonely—it was the loss that her children had grown up and became sensible, and she was no longer needed.

same.

Breeding with it, there are also gratification and pride.

Fang Xue quickly adjusted her mentality: "Brother Rui, no matter what, it doesn't matter whether it's a bad life or a good life, mother is with you."

Fang Rui's heart skipped a beat, being touched by such simple words, a warm current surged in his chest.

Fang Xue asked Fang Ling to boil the water, and he helped Fang Rui clean up the big cock, disemboweled it, cleaned it up, except for the marinated chicken, chicken feet, chicken heart, chicken liver, chicken intestines...all put away and put away.

Afterwards, everyone washes up.

The cold night is like water, inside the Fang family's small house, with the candlelight jumping, breathing and breathing, it gradually warms up.

There is a different kind of warmth.

……

After washing up, Fang Ling ran to Fang Rui's room, obviously wanting to sleep with him.

"Brother, when shall we eat chicken?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Wow, it's ready for lunch tomorrow!" Fang Ling cheered.

"What's wrong, don't you listen to stories today?"

"Listen! Listen!" Fang Ling was immediately distracted and nodded vigorously.

"That's it..."

Fang Rui's voice sounded.

As usual, the moon poked its head out of the window, emitting a clear and bright light.

Half an hour passed.

Fang Rui finished telling a chapter of the story, and the small room fell into silence. He made an appointment. Fang Ling usually fell asleep at this time, so he habitually went to cover her belly.

But with this movement, Fang Ling immediately turned his head to look over, his big eyes sparkling in the not-so-dimmed light.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Brother, I can't sleep when I think about eating meat tomorrow!"

Fang Ling answered honestly, swallowing her saliva: "I'm waiting for dawn!"

"So greedy?! At the end of last month, didn't our family eat meat? Rabbit meat, forgot?" Fang Rui said.

"Oh, I remember."

Fang Ling turned around, turned around, and faced Fang Rui: "Brother, but I still feel like I haven't eaten meat for a long, long time!"

"Haha!" Fang Rui laughed.

He can actually understand this feeling very well.

During the past two months, there was too little oil and water in the house, and there was still hemp seed oil. The staple food was whole grains, and there was no oil or water in the stomach... Under such circumstances, anyone who saw meat would have red eyes.

The little girl couldn't sleep, she tossed and turned on the bed, she was so energetic.

Fang Rui continued to tell the story: "...Monkey Sun steals ginseng fruit..."

"Brother,"

Fang Ling asked suddenly: "Is ginseng fruit as good as chicken?"

Fang Rui was speechless for a while, and a bad taste erupted in his heart, and he joked, "I guess not! After all, how can fruit taste as good as meat?"

"I think so too." Fang Ling nodded seriously.

Fang Rui: ...

It won't fix it for him.

After telling another long story, Fang Ling didn't fall asleep until very late.

When Fang Rui was covering her belly, he found that this girl was muttering 'meat' in her sleep, drooling, and wet the pillow.

He wiped the corners of the girl's mouth, shook his head with a smile, and fell asleep himself.

……

The next day.

About five or six o'clock in the morning, Fang Ling woke up, but he didn't talk, and didn't disturb Fang Rui's sleep, but turned over from time to time.

Fang Rui slept very lightly, so he woke up naturally: "Ling'er, why don't you sleep a little longer today?"

"Brother, I want to eat meat!"

Fang Ling's voice was tender and crisp, making people think of the tender bamboo shoots that sprouted after the first spring rain in spring.

"I dreamed... a group of cocks chased me... and then they all jumped into the bowl... I took a big bite of a chicken..."

'This is: Thinking every day, dreaming at night? '

Fang Rui was amused, and rubbed the little girl's head: "We'll have chicken for lunch today, and you'll enjoy the chicken..."

He could understand the little girl's mood.

In the previous life, when Fang Rui was a child, whenever it was the New Year's Eve, when it was the twelfth lunar month and the New Year was up, he couldn't sleep every night, and counted the days on his fingers...

That kind of anticipation is incomprehensible to those who have never lived through hardships.

Played for a while.

When it was time to get up, Fang Ling stood barefoot on the bed, looking at the round red sun outside the window, and suddenly asked, "Brother, do you think that looks like a big meatball?"

Fang Rui was very funny, and patted her forehead: "Do you think of meat when you see anything?"

……

breakfast.

Today is: stick noodle porridge, which is much better than the sorghum noodle porridge that gets stuck in the throat.

In the middle of the morning, Fang Xueshi had stewed the chicken early, and Fang Rui was helping at the side—it wasn't that he didn't trust Fang Xueshi's cooking skills, but he was just worried that she wouldn't be willing to add oil.

The aroma begins to rise.

Fang Rui wasn't afraid, and didn't even close the door on purpose.

As an entry-level martial artist, what's wrong with eating something good?With his strength, it is enough to protect him, so there is no need to hide it too much.

……

day at noon.

The fragrance of the Fang family became more and more intense. I don't know how many people sucked their noses and looked this way from time to time.

"Brother Rui, it's almost done, add a handful of wild vegetables, and it's ready to cook." Fang Xue said.

"Okay!"

Fang Rui agreed, and went over to cook.

Fang Ling hurriedly followed, like a little tail, watching eagerly from one side.

Whoa!
The lid of the pot was lifted, and the white smoke evaporated, and the aroma rushed to the face.

I see:

In the big pot, a pot of stewed chicken with mushrooms is tumbling in the thick oil soup, the chicken is bubbling, and golden oil drips down; pieces of mushrooms absorb enough oil and water, plump and plump, mouth-watering... …

Before serving, add a handful of wild vegetables, the tenderness of the wild vegetables stimulates the aroma of the meat, and it becomes more intense immediately, and the aroma is so mouth-watering!
Fang Rui picked up a small piece of chicken, blew it, and tasted it.

Entrance……

Fragrant!
One bite, the oily and greasy chicken, together with the delicious soup in it, exploded on the taste buds, mixed with the umami taste of wild vegetables, leaving a mouthful of fragrance.

Continue to chew, the chicken is strong, the more you chew, the more delicious it is!
——The big rooster itself is a bit old, but I don't know how Fang Xue handled it. I can't feel it anymore. Even, the "old" of the chicken has become a strong taste.

Fang Rui looked at the little girl eagerly, smiled, and fed her another piece of chicken: "Slow down, be careful!"

call!what!call!what!
Fang Ling was so hot that he kept rolling in his mouth, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

When the chicken was a little colder, biting and chewing, the taste... Immediately, she squinted her eyes in satisfaction, like a cat basking in the winter sun.

At this moment, in Willow Alley, countless people poked their heads out of the doors and windows, looked in the direction of Fang's house, and gulped their saliva.

"Mother, shall I bring half a bowl to San Niangzi's house? By the way, to Uncle Zao Huai's house, why don't you give some too?" Fang Rui asked.

"also."

Fang Xueshi agreed, but suddenly thought of something, lowered his voice and said: "Brother Rui, why don't you call the two families over? If you carry it like this, it will be easy to be seen by others, and the influence will not be good."

Fang Rui thought for a while: "Forget it. Three from Uncle Zaohuai's family, two from Third Sister's family, and the three of us... if we eat together, then..."

He didn't finish, but Fang Xue also understood that it's okay to let other people who are close to him taste such a good thing, but the big head must be eaten by himself first.

Of course, based on Fang Rui's understanding of Sanniangzi's family and Uncle Zaohuai's family, even if they were called to eat together, they would not loot them and let the Fang family eat less.

But, being so restrained makes it difficult for everyone to eat, so why bother?It's better to separate and eat happily at home.

"Let me send some!"

Fang Rui said: "As for the other neighbors who saw it, they said that the influence is not good. There are some, but in fact... it's nothing."

There are some benefits in this world, strength and fists are paramount, he is a high-grade martial artist, and he occasionally eats a good meal at home, what's wrong?
It's not an unspeakable era, this world is not afraid of any reports.

"That's fine, brother Rui, as long as you know what's in your mind." Fang Xue agreed.

……

(End of this chapter)