Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 30 Going to the Market
She welcomes Gao Mingcheng to live in her house, but she doesn't want Gao Mingcheng to have too much trouble with the family, otherwise, when the family is separated, they won't get much.

She did it for the good of Gao Mingcheng, Gao Mingcheng could feel it.

In his previous life, his father only worked on the railway for half a month. He did say that he was very tired, but he didn't do it after that. It was not because he was tired, but because someone started asking him to steam wine.

Compared with doing things on the railway, steaming wine is easier and more expensive.

"I see." Gao Mingcheng threw the hare on the ground, washed all the gooseberries he brought back, and grabbed a handful for Grandma Xi to eat.

After Grandma Xiao ate a small handful, she smiled and said she didn't want to eat.

"I'm getting old and my stomach is not good. I can't eat too much of this mangosteen, otherwise I won't be able to go to the toilet."

Twister itself is a kind of medicinal material, which has the effect of astringent and antidiarrheal. Once eaten too much, it is easy to have difficulty in defecation. But Twister wine, its main effect is to nourish blood, tonify deficiency, and at the same time dispel wind and activate collaterals.

Therefore, people in the village eat less fresh fruit and often drink fruit wine.

Gao Mingcheng didn't persuade, just said: "I put the twig in the kitchen, Grandma Xi can get it herself if she wants to eat it, and I'll go to the old market in Junling later, where is Gao Zhuang? Haven't you gotten up yet?"

"No, I called him just now, oh, Mingcheng, I boiled some wild eggs in the pot, you brought them back yesterday, and you and Gao Zhuang will eat them later." Grandma Xi reminded, Then he went out with a bucket of dirty clothes.

Gao Mingcheng was hungry for a long time, so he went into the kitchen and made a big bowl of porridge to eat. Seeing four wild eggs in the pot, he took two and ate them.

The wild eggs were not big, one was only as big as two quail eggs, and he ate them in one bite.

After eating a bowl of porridge and two eggs, it can only be considered half full, but Gao Mingcheng didn't continue to eat, but was going to go out to the old market in Junling.

Before going out, he called Gao Zhuang again, and told him to go to Niuwei Ridge after eating the porridge, and to inform him if he saw someone entering the mountain.

Gao Zhuang had already woken up, but he hadn't fully woken up yet. After hearing Gao Mingcheng's words, he mumbled yes.

Gao Mingcheng carried the snake bag from yesterday, took the filled honey with him in a bamboo basket, and went out to the Junling old market.

At this moment, if you want to buy or sell things, you don’t have to go to the streets to buy them at any time, but you have to go to the market according to the day. There is an old market in Junling on 1, 4, and 7, and the county fair on 2, 6, and 8.

Today is September [-]st, so it is an old episode of Junling.

Junling is four or five miles away from them. For others, it will take a long time to walk, but for Gao Mingcheng, this distance is quite easy.

When there are people on the road, he deliberately walks slowly, and when there is no one, he speeds up. Therefore, in less than 10 minutes, he has arrived at the Junling Old Market.

Several nearby villages would come here to buy and sell things. Under a hundred-year-old camphor tree, there was a long row of temporary stalls, some selling vegetables, some selling meat, some selling pastries and snacks, and some selling rat poison.

Some people yelled, some talked about prices, some smiled and said auspicious words, the whole market was unexpectedly lively.

Gao Mingcheng was not in a hurry to set up a stall, but looked here and there. This kind of market scene is also something deep in his memory for him.

He smelled a strong fragrance in his nose, which attracted him to keep looking towards the place where the fragrance emanated, and then he saw a large oil pan in which deep-fried dough sticks were making a sizzling sound. Well, there will be an overbearing fragrance that will spread far and wide.

A group of children were surrounding the frying pan, some of them had deep-fried dough sticks in their mouths, some were salivating, and some ran away for a while, pestering adults to buy them.

Someone took the money, ran back quickly, and triumphantly asked the boss to give him a fried dough stick. Someone didn't get the money, and was scolded by the adults. Good fritters, reluctant to go.

Not to mention that children are greedy, even adults are greedy too. Those who came to the market, whether they came to sell or buy things, all took out their money and bought a fried dough stick to eat.

Naturally, Gao Mingcheng would not miss it. Last time he sold rabbits and pheasants to Gao Shouwang and got 11 yuan, and the money is still in his trouser pocket at the moment.

Others bought a deep-fried dough stick to satisfy their cravings, but Gao Mingcheng directly bought two deep-fried dough sticks to eat. In addition to the deep-fried dough sticks, he also bought two vegetable buns to eat. After eating all the food, he would feel full.

Seeing that there were many people in the place selling food, he found an empty seat, put the bamboo basket and bag on the ground, and let go of his voice to shout.

"Honey is for sale! The wild honey from the mountains is sweet and nourishing!"

His voice was very loud, and as soon as he opened his voice, everyone in the market heard his voice, so people who joined in the fun gathered around.

There are a total of eight bottles of honey in the bamboo basket, all of which are packed in canned bottles, and each bottle is about two catties.

A well-dressed middle-aged man pointed to the honey in the bamboo basket and asked, "How much is your honey per catty? Can you taste it?"

"Seven yuan, I can taste it." Gao Mingcheng actually didn't bring bowls and chopsticks, but he was so clever that he asked the bean curd seller next to him to borrow a bowl and spoon.

He opened a bottle of honey and poured some viscous honey into the bowl. Under the sun, the honey was amber in color and exuded a rich sweet smell, which was very attractive.

"Come on, you can have a taste!"

As he finished speaking, the middle-aged man was the first to taste it.

He ate a small spoonful of honey, and the sweetness exploded in his mouth in an instant. This kind of overbearing and rich sweetness is rarely tasted by people in this era.

Compared with the price of honey, white sugar only costs [-] cents a catty at the moment, but even white sugar is not something that everyone can eat in big mouthfuls.

"Well, it's this flavor!" The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the quality of the honey, pointing to those jars, and asked, "How much does this bottle weigh?"

"It's about two catties. I didn't weigh it. If you want it, I'll borrow someone's scale to weigh it."

"Okay, you can borrow the scale, I want to buy a bottle, you have to remove the weight of the bottle!"

"It's natural!"

Most of the people here in Junling Laoji are from the surrounding villages, and most of them know Gao Mingcheng, so he quickly borrowed a scale.

Weigh it on the scale, a total of two catties and three liang.

The weight of a can of honey came out, but Gao Mingcheng was a little embarrassed about the weight of the can and bottle, and how to weigh it.

At this time, an elderly man said: "I weighed this kind of canned food bottle, and it weighs seven or two. You can calculate it according to this, and there will be no mistakes in keeping it."

(End of this chapter)