I am Fugui

Chapter 38 The New Lo-Mei Stall
"Cuckoo."

Before dawn, the sound of an unknown animal came from the forest, and under the urging of the biological clock, he opened his eyes in a daze.

sleepy.

He patted his face vigorously, got up from the bed in a hurry, the cold air stimulated, most of his sleepiness dissipated, and hurriedly put on the clothes Jiazhen bought for him.

The weather is getting cold.

He yawned tiredly. During this period of time, he was very busy. He walked thirty miles back and forth to the county to do business, and he had to deal with new pickled goods when he came back.

Quickly put the marinated goods into the pot, and quickly take the hoe to work in the field.

It's not enough to finish the work in the field. Sometimes I have to go to the mountains to find firewood. Recently, the firewood at home has been consumed very quickly.

In recent times, it was often dark before I dragged my tired body home.

But although he was tired, he was quite full in his heart. Every time he saw a healthy family eating around the table, all the hard work was worth it.

Fortunately, there is a strong labor force like Laishun in the family. Among other things, he looks for firewood on the mountain, and every time he comes back, he carries nearly a hundred catties of firewood, and the firewood is chopped accurately.

After lighting the kerosene lamp, Xu Fugui yawned and came to the stove, only to find that Changgen had woken up and was lighting a fire in front of the stove. Steam was bubbling from the pot, and the leftover food from last night was steaming in it.

"Uncle Gen, go get some sleep, I'll do it myself." Xu Fugui sat down next to him, stretched out his hands to warm the fire.

Chang Gen smiled honestly, "I'm getting old, I can't sleep, young master, you're tired enough, I'm idle too."

"Uncle Gen, please don't say that, I have never seen you idle."

"Master, is the business going well these two days?"

Xu Fugui shook his head, "It's cold, it's not as good as it was a few days ago."

The colder the weather, the harder it is to sell lo-mei. Winter and spring are the low seasons for lo-mei.

Of course, the sales are not that good relatively speaking, but the business is still good. Xu Fugui sells the same amount as before. It doesn't matter if you can't sell it all. You can keep it for the next day to continue selling, or eat at home.

Even if you can't finish it at home, you can give it to the children and neighbors in the village.

So now as long as he and Laishun appear in the village, they will be warmly welcomed by the children, and other villagers will also greet him affectionately.

The two were chatting, and Laishun who was beside him was not affected at all, sleeping soundly while snoring.

After the food was steamed, Changgen cried out, and the two of them first poured the hot water from the bottom of the pot into the basin and washed their faces in hot water.

As for brushing teeth, there is no such condition for the time being, so I can only use the previous method to rinse my mouth with salt water.

Changgen steamed two marinated eggs in the pot, put them in a bowl, and ate them together with rice. Last night, they ate stir-fried cabbage. Although it was simple, it was also very satisfying.

"Uncle Gen, let's go."

The two lit the torches, stepped on straw sandals, and walked into the night with braised goods and seasonings on their backs, regardless of the cold air coming from the soles of their feet.

"Master, Miss and Young Mistress haven't come for a long time." Lai Shun yawned, "I miss Miss so much."

"Your young mistress is still pregnant, how can she come out every day?"

"That's right." Lai Shun giggled twice.

After walking for a while, the sky brightened, and the two put out the torches, and walked on the path in the mountain forest with their necks curled up.

This damn weather is really too cold, and the key point is that they have no way to keep out the cold.

Although the clothes Jiazhen gave them were warm, they were reluctant to wear them. It would be a pity for such good clothes to get dirty or torn.

But it’s not a solution to freeze like this. Today, I closed the stall and went to see how the cotton and foreign cloth were sold, and asked my mother to make some cotton clothes.

Compared with local coarse cloth, foreign cloth is not only cheaper, but also better in quality and brighter in color.

After all, the former is produced in a factory, while the latter is produced at home, so it is normal that they are not at the same level.

Now there are not many ways to survive for homemade cloth, the market is full of foreign cloth, and even many families no longer produce homemade cloth.

The reason is simple, homemade cloth is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and with that effort, the money earned from doing odd jobs in the county can buy more foreign cloth.

When I came to the county seat, the sky was already bright, the shops on the street were scattered and some were opening, and the pedestrians were sparse, obviously it was still relatively early.

When Xu Fugui came to Wang's Restaurant, he looked up and saw a pair of familiar figures looking at him with smiles.

"Jiazhen, Fengxia, why are you here so early in the morning? You too, Fengxia, your mother still has a child in her womb." He was both happy and anxious.

It's the end of October, next month will be Dongyue, and Youqing was born at this time in her last life, Jiazhen must not have any accidents now.

Fengxia pouted, "Father, why are you so fierce to me?"

"Father didn't mean to kill you, didn't he tell you to take good care of your mother?"

"Hmph, dad is just killing me." Fengxia turned her head unhappily, clutching the corner of her clothes with her small hands.

Jiazhen was not angry, he knew that Fugui did this because he cared about her, how could he be so thoughtful before.

"Fugui, what do you think Fengxia did for you?"

Fugui looked to the side. As soon as he came, he found a piece of dark green canvas covering something tightly, and he didn't know what was inside.

Jiazhen waved her hand, and asked the servants to lift the canvas, and a lo mei stall made of logs sat quietly on the bluestone road.

The stall is not big, but it is more than enough for three or four people to stand. There are also drawers inside, and several compartments are specially divided on the stall, so that different kinds of lo mei can be placed.

What is even more eye-catching is that there is a mahogany plaque in front of the stall, on which are written four big characters - Xu Ji Lo Mei.

Even the price of each lo mei is marked on the front of the stall, which is much better than their crude lo mei stall before.

Laishun opened his mouth wide happily, walked over and kept stroking, but couldn't find any words to describe it in his head.

Fengxia turned her head, found something, walked over and took his hand, "Father, why are you crying?"

Xu Fugui rubbed his eyes, and picked her up, "Dad didn't cry, it's just that he didn't sleep well."

Feng Xia stared at him for a while, without thinking much, she giggled and asked, "Father, do you like the present that Mother and I prepared for you?"

Xu Fugui nodded, smiling very happily, "I like it, Dad likes it very much."

Jiazhen also smiled happily. Although this lo mei stall was built by a carpenter, she came up with the design idea, including a plaque, a grid, and gauze to cover dust and mosquitoes, and even shelter from rain.

Of course, this lo-mei stall is not light in weight, after all, the whole body is made of logs, but there are four wooden wheels under the stall, so it is relatively labor-saving to move
(End of this chapter)