90s Little Struggle

Chapter 139 Getting Rich
Boss Zhao returned home with a hoe on his shoulders, and he could smell the tangy smell of meat at the door of his house.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not a year or a festival, why is she willing to be so generous today?"

Also carrying a hoe, Zhao Junjie, who was listless, instantly beamed with joy: "It must be my second sister who came back and brought delicious food."

Although he is only 16 years old this year and is the only son of Boss Zhao, he still has to work in the fields with his father when he returns home from school holidays.

The father and son walked in together, just as He Xiaoling came out, she looked disgusted when she saw their father and son: "Look at what you are wearing, go wash it and change into cleaner clothes."

Both father and son looked down at themselves.

When I went to work in the fields, I wore patched, washed and faded army green trousers, and now I was wearing dirty Jiefang shoes with the trouser legs rolled up.

But isn't this normal?
Boss Zhao frowned, "What's wrong with me wearing this? Not to mention that Feifei is back, even if the son-in-law is back, even if the new son-in-law comes to the door, I won't change clothes."

"Hey, Xiao Hong and Xiao Fang brought their uncle's daughter here." She glanced up and down at her man and son: "You are also their uncle, so we can't be too inferior, right?"

After finishing speaking, he went to the room first: "I also have to change clothes. By the way, in addition to Xiao Hong and her cousin, the son of the director of the towel factory and his cousin who is a policeman are also here."

Boss Zhao took a deep breath, put the hoe aside, and changed his words in a polite manner: "Then I have to change. You take out the gray pants I made last year, and Tingting bought them for me last time." I also found that old and new hoodie."

Zhao Junjie sighed, and had no choice but to go back to his room to pick up the wooden box and tidy himself up.

When Xiao Hong and the others came back, Grandpa Zhao and Uncle Zhao had already arrived. In addition, Uncle Zhao, his wife and son, plus Xiao Hong and the other five, simply took out the newly bought round table, and ten people could just sit down.

Grandpa Zhao cherished his words like gold as always, and only nodded when the junior called him.

Uncle Zhao's legs and feet are inconvenient. I don't know whether it's because of inferiority or not getting used to it. He is also not talkative.

Fortunately, Uncle Zhao and his wife are both talkative, so they won't be cold.

After everyone exchanged greetings, Uncle Zhao greeted everyone with a smile to move their chopsticks.

Stewed duck with dried bamboo shoots, braised small miscellaneous fish, plus the braised chicken, braised pork head meat, and braised pork brought by Xiao Hong and the others, it is definitely very rich.

There are fried Sophora japonica flowers with eggs, fried loofah flowers, shepherd's purse in cold salad, distiller's lees pickled radish, and fried potatoes with shredded pork.

In fact, the potatoes are still small now, and they will be bigger in another month.

But Aunt Zhao felt that there was nothing to eat at home, so she endured her distress and dug five pits, which were not as big as a table tennis ball.

But it tastes really good.

When everyone finished eating, there were still more than half of the braised meat and braised pork, but the dried bamboo shoots in the duck were picked up and eaten, and there were no small braised miscellaneous fish and vegetables left.

Xiao Hong put down her chopsticks, and said sweetly to Grandpa Zhao: "Grandpa, grandma will stay for a while, and when I came here, she specifically told me to let you work slowly, don't be reluctant to eat bacon and salted duck eggs. "

Grandpa Zhao nodded: "When you leave, catch two more ducks."

After speaking, he got up and went back.

Xiao Hong smiled at Aunt Zhao again: "Auntie, it's a holiday these days, and the store will be busy. Sister Feifei said that she will come back in a few days. Let me ask you if there is anything you want to bring. She can bring it then. return."

He Xiaoling laughed so hard she couldn't see her teeth: "There is nothing missing at home, besides, I will go to town in two days."

"That's good," Xiao Hong asked again: "Auntie, do you know any shop that sells dried bamboo shoots and dried fish? They all want to buy some back."

When Xiao Mengqiu heard this, he also nodded in agreement: "Yes, the dried bamboo shoots are delicious, and the braised fish is also delicious. Auntie, you are really good at cooking. The fish is not fishy at all, it's just full of freshness."

She also worked very hard to eat in one bite, and not only praised every dish.

There is no one who doesn't like to hear good words. He Xiaoling smiled and waved her hands: "It's all home-cooked food. It's good that you don't dislike it. If you like it, come back next time."

Another look of regret: "If I know that you like to eat dried bamboo shoots, I will eat more. We think it is troublesome, and we don't have much at home. I will go to a few more."

The main reason is that the dried bamboo shoots will not taste good if they are not stewed with duck and bacon.

Xiao Mengqiu nodded quickly after hearing this: "Then it's hard work for Auntie, we need to buy more, how much do you think is suitable for a catty?"

"It's an octagonal catty when you take it out." Aunt Zhao was afraid that they would think it was too expensive: "It will be cheaper if I go to buy it."

Xiao Mengqiu immediately shook his head: "The price is not expensive, there is really no need to bargain, we want to buy it, but it is not easy to buy, my mother bought it a few times, and after soaking it, many of them are too old, and they are all scum. "

He does not mean that.

Xiao Hong's heart was moved when he heard it.

Every household in Zuo Village has a bamboo forest. In order to prevent the bamboo shoots from occupying the arable fields, everyone dug the bamboo shoots.

What's more wasteful is that people in Zha Village don't like to eat bamboo shoots, and most of them just throw the dug bamboo shoots aside.

They are not too lazy to take them back to feed pigs, chickens and ducks, but they are afraid that the livestock will lose their scale after eating bamboo shoots.

If she can collect the dried bamboo shoots and sell them in the provincial capital, she can earn a little money.

She hesitated for a while, but still didn't speak, feeling that it was troublesome to earn the money.

Aunt Zhao found a few clean snakeskin bags, took Xiao Hong and Xiao Mengqiu, and went to every household to collect dried bamboo shoots and fish.

At this point, everyone just had a good lunch, and most of them stayed at home to rest before going to the field.

They saw that Xiao Hong was also very enthusiastic, and they didn't need to bargain, so they automatically lowered the price. The dried bamboo shoots only cost seven cents a catty, and the dried fish cost two yuan a catty.

The hostess of the family even took Xiao Hong's hand to inquire about the situation of raising chickens.

The main reason is to see that Mr. Zhao, who has raised chickens for several months, can be exchanged for money. Who can't be tempted?

But what they are worried about is that after their family raises chickens, if they don't accept them, they will not be able to sell them.

Looking at the weather-beaten faces and expectant eyes of the old people, Xiao Hong felt a little sour in her heart. After hesitating for a while, she said that she would go home and talk to her parents, and she would ask her stepfather to come back in a few days and give everyone an answer.

If she agrees straight away, no one will believe that she can do such a big thing.

Now that she said she would go home and discuss with her stepfather, everyone was more willing to believe that Zhao Laosi could help everyone raise chickens and become rich.

Anyway, Zhao Laosi, who can now open a shop in the town, is already the envy of the Zha Village people.

(End of this chapter)