My village can't be like this

Chapter 196 Leisure Time
There are quite a lot of people who grow plums in Zhang An's place.

Many families will plant one or two plum trees on the edge of the ground.

Most of them are crisp plums and bitter plums, so don't worry about planting them.

When the plums are ripe and they go to work in the field, they can also pick some to eat.

Moreover, the plum tree itself has a relatively large amount of flowers, so the fruiting rate can be regarded as a very high fruit tree.

So these years, the price of plums has always been the same.

When Zhang An was young, plums cost only a few cents a catty, and in recent years they only cost two or three cents.

This year, due to the disaster, it has doubled and sold for [-] cents.

And Huang Erye's plums are indeed much better than crispy plums, regardless of their size or taste.

And because Huang Erye had a good relationship with Zhang An, Ding Yi offered a high price.

He took the plum back and planned to sell it at the unit price of one piece.

If it were someone else he didn't know, Ding Yi would give him a purchase price of fifty cents at most.

Regarding the price offered by Ding Yi, Huang Erye immediately nodded in agreement without thinking about it.

Originally, he thought that he could sell it for fifty cents a catty, which was considered a high price.

Now it can be sold for an extra [-] cents, which is already a lot.

In fact, the price is indeed not low, especially in the past two years.

As a person who has experienced it, although Zhang An knows that after many years, this bee sugar plum can be sold at a sky-high price of dozens of yuan a catty.

But after all, it was many years later, and it was still due to hype.

This is still closely related to our economic conditions and the market.

Anyway, in the past ten years, it is an iron-clad fact that bee sugar plums cannot be sold at any price.

Even if someone is touting it, it is the same to hype it, because most people can't afford it.

It's a little more expensive, maybe everyone thinks it's delicious, so they grit their teeth and buy it.

But if it is too expensive, others will just call you crazy.

Because the road out of the village is still a small road, it is impossible to drive in.

Huang Erye borrowed Zhang An's big black horse and the village chief's pack horse early on.

After they picked the plums in the field, they carried them back to the village on horses to be weighed and loaded into the cart.

After all, it weighs several thousand catties, and I don't know how many times it takes to change people to pick it up and down.

Ding Yi and Huang Erye negotiated the price of plums, and then returned to the village with Zhang An.

He drove the truck over this time not just to collect plums from Second Master Huang's family.

Zhang An's strawberries, peaches, and watermelons are all within his target range.

Ever since his supermarket sold cherries last time, Zhang An didn't dare to underestimate Ding Yi's supermarket anymore.

Last time Ding Yi pulled back a lot of cherries from here.

But selling two thousand catties casually every day is not a big problem at all.

Maybe the nature of most Chinese people is like this. If you put it on the side of the road and sell it, many people will not even look at it.

But if you get it into a shopping mall, set up a special counter, pack it a little, and go to see a lot of it to buy.

When Zhang An sold it on the street last year, he only sold it for two to three hundred catties in the morning.

In Ding Yina Supermarket, the shipment volume directly increased by five or six times.

So after Ding Yi told him about this matter, Zhang An let him come and collect it.

This year's production is only so small, it is not appropriate to call Lu Chenglai to harvest.

But when I sell them in the city by myself, there are a little more.

Putting it in Ding Yi Supermarket for sale, Zhang An was also happy to take a break.

"Hey, Zhang An, your grass root really has a miraculous effect. I haven't coughed for a long time."

While in the field, Ding Yi found that he didn't cough anymore.

My throat is also very comfortable all the way back, and it feels good not to cough.

"It's all over, it's not a grass root, it's called rock cabbage."

Zhang An gave Ding Yi a big roll of his eyes, why should he call him a grassroots.

They cured your problem, and they don't even want to call you a respectful title.

It's like using people to move forward, not to use people to move backward.

"Yes yes yes, my fault, you rock cabbage, give me some to take back later."

Ding hadn't lived in the mountains in the countryside when he was a child, so he didn't know many things.

Not only the rock cabbage, but also the bitter wormwood last time, he also found it very miraculous.

The last time they came to play, they saw a child mowing grass by the river.

Accidentally, he cut his hand with a sickle.

The blood flowed out of that hand, and they felt dizzy looking at it.

But the child acted as if nothing had happened, and went to the side of the road and cut a handful of weed tips.

After chewing it in your mouth, spit it out to cover the wound.

Even the bandages were made with grass leaves and vines, and then they continued to mow the grass like a normal person.

They were all curious, so they waited for the kids to finish mowing the grass and went to see how things were going.

The boy knew Zhang An, so he opened the chewed Artemisia annua for them to see.

Just now, the bloody wound was still splashing, and it didn't take much time, and it actually formed a scar.

This is faster than the hemostatic medicine sold in the city.

"This thing is everywhere, I will get some for you to take back later, but remember not to use too much."

This rock cabbage can be found anywhere on the mountain now, and Zhang An also grows it in his own space, so he keeps a bunch of it at home.

"Don't worry, take this thing back as a spare, it's so bitter, if you can eat more, of course you won't eat more."

Swallowing a little in the morning is much more effective than those western pills.

But this thing is too bitter, and Zhang An said that it can't be used more than once, so he can definitely use less and less.

Hearing what he said, Zhang An just shook his head.

This rock cabbage is already considered good, if you give him a taste of coptis.

I'm afraid this person won't feel like eating for days.

Went to Wodi and Taolin for a walk, no surprises, all these things from Zhang An's house were taken by Ding Yi.

Especially the strawberry, which directly stunned Ding Yi.

Although this stuff is expensive, but he used to eat it a lot.

It was the first time Ding Yi saw such a big strawberry.

After tasting it, he couldn't refuse it, and finally complained to Zhang An that there were too few strawberries in their house.

Zhang An was a little speechless, thinking that this is not something I can decide on my own.

However, if there is no hail, there may be more knots.

After all, during the period of hail, the strawberries in this field were just in the flowering and pollination period.

Not only the things planted in the ground suffered heavy losses that day, but even the bumble bees that flew out of the beehive to gather honey.

Many of them have never come back, and it is estimated that they will never come back.

"Mom, let's find a few people to pick the fruit later, Ding Yi will take them back today."

Back home, Zhang An told his mother.

But Wang Fang had been waiting for something when she saw Ding Yi coming in the morning.

After all, so many things in the house can already be sold, it would be best if Ding Yi took them together.

"Hey, I'm going to find someone right now."

After hearing Zhang An's words, Wang Fang put down her work and went out to call for help.

The busiest days of summer are over, and this time is for hoeing corn and fertilizing the fields.

There is also watering the rice fields, weeding the weeds and spreading manure. Such work is not too tiring.

So Wang Fang went out to search around, and soon found all the fruit pickers.

When picking peaches, the great sage at home also helped a lot.

Although it is not big, it can pick peaches much faster than everyone else.

But Zhang An can understand, after all, this is the blood engraved in the bone.

Since the family bought a TV, it often huddles with the monkeys to watch Journey to the West.

Every time he sees Sun Wukong, this guy doesn't blink his eyes.

After a long time, I even learned several somersaults.

So from then on, the leather monkeys called it the Great Sage.

This guy is also, since then he has regarded himself as a great saint.

As long as you shout a word, it will come running.

After listening to Ding Yi's words, everyone picked peaches and watermelons first, because these two things are durable.

Strawberries are picked at the last time. This thing is more expensive, so try to pick it as late as possible.

This time Zhang An and Ding Yi were not in such a hurry, because there was not much production, so they were not worried that they would not be sold out and rot in the field.

So Ding Yi didn't take away every single time, but let people come over and pick it fresh every day, so that it would be fresher if sold this way.

Ding Yi came here for several days, sort of cleaning out Zhang An's inventory.

In the end, there are a little bit of unripe ones left in the field, and Ding Yi is still ready to pick them when they are ripe.

But Zhang An didn't want to sell anything, and his family was considered a big grower after all.

As a result, so many things were planted, and they were all sold before they were eaten, which is unreasonable.

And not only to eat at home, but also to give some to relatives and friends at home.

If they are all sold out, people will laugh at them if they don't have a bite.

Just like a family in the village last year, their family killed a big fat pig.

In the end, because the price was better, he sold all his pork.

After killing a Nian pig, there was not a single piece of meat left in their family.

Even the meat for the Chinese New Year has to be bought on the street. When I mention it now, many people are still laughing at that family.

In these two days, the work at home is over.

This year, Zhang An's family is waiting for the autumn harvest and celebrating the new year, so they don't have to be so tired.

During this period of time, Zhang An was also happy to be at leisure.

Every morning he got up and ate something, then went to Carpenter Lin's house.

Wang Fang knew that her son was learning carpentry from Carpenter Lin recently.

So I asked Zhang An to send some bacon and sausages over. After all, this courtesy is indispensable.

Others don't need it, but you have to give it, otherwise it won't sound good to say it.

At this time, Carpenter Lin was making furniture for Zhou Yang's house.

Carpenter Lin asked Zhang An to do many simple things by himself.

This behavior is called handicraft work, because the skills are all practiced.

After several days of practice, Zhang An can handle some wood by himself.

Coupled with Carpenter Lin's hands-on teaching, Zhang An has been able to build some furniture by himself.

Carpenter Lin was very satisfied with this, because Zhang An mastered it too quickly.

When he was an apprentice, he practiced planing for several months.

In the evening, Second Grandma Zhang came to find her.

"Xiao'an, the electric light at the head of my stove can't be turned on, go and help me look."

In rural tile-roofed houses, most people's kitchens are behind the main house or in a side room.

Although the windows are all open, most of them are very small, so you can't see clearly after nightfall, and you need to light up the lights.

"Hey, I'm going to get something."

Zhang An went back to the house, found some tools and a flashlight, and went there with Second Mistress to see what was going on.

Entering the kitchen, Zhang An flipped the switch twice, but the light bulb didn't respond.

The switches at the moment are basically wire boxes, which are nailed to the pillars after the wires are connected.

Then a nylon wire is tied to the metal shrapnel, and the switch can be performed only by pulling the wire on the surface of the wire.

Pull once to open, and then pull again to close.

So many people will try it twice when the power goes out sometimes, or after they can't wait for the light to turn on.

Especially children, like to pull the switch at every turn.

This kind of thing is not uncommon for the adults at home.

Because it keeps on and off like this, it hurts the bulb and the switch.

After pulling the switch a few times and finding that the light bulb was off, Zhang An first thought it might be because the light bulb was broken.

So I immediately took off the incandescent lamp and put it on other lamp holders to try, and found that the incandescent lamp was no problem.

Since the light bulb is good, there is something wrong with the wiring.

But now that there is no electric pen, Zhang An can't be sure whether the wire has electricity, and he doesn't want to reach out to touch it.

So I used a flashlight to look for the wire, trying to see where it was bitten by a mouse.

But after searching for a long time, I found that the whole wire was good.

Finally, Zhang An opened the cover of the wire box and found that the inside of the wire box had been burned out.

The wire ends of the wiring have been burned down, forming an open circuit state.

So at this moment, all behind the switch are powered off, no wonder the light bulb is not on.

"Grandma, the switch is burnt out, I'll go home and get a switch to replace it."

Zhang An's family bought quite a few switches last time, and they still have a lot left.

There are pull wires and push-type ones at home.

But Zhang An still found a switch with a pull wire and replaced it with Grandma Zhang.

One is because they are familiar with each other, and the second is because the wire box is really safer.

Although the push switch is convenient, sometimes the elderly just turn on the light after finishing their work, and there is water on their hands before drying, which can be dangerous.

After returning, Zhang An replaced the switch in a few clicks.

Zhang An was not in a hurry to go back. He walked around the house and checked the wiring of Second Grandma Zhang's house.

Usually, the elderly live by themselves, and these things still need to be checked from time to time.

Because there are too many wooden structures in the current house.

If a fire breaks out because of the electric shock there, it will be a big game.

Checked it out and found that there were only two places where the wiring was loose.

Zhang An disconnected the electricity and reconnected it, and tied it with black tape.

"Grandma, nothing to do, I'm going back."

Before going out, Zhang An told Second Mistress.

"Why don't you eat here, I'm going to cook." Grandma Zhang said kindly to Zhang An.

"My mother has already prepared it. By the way, grandma, my Nuobaogu and eggplants are ready to eat. Why don't you bring some to eat?"

The eggplant during this period is very fresh and tender, and it is very delicious when mixed with green peppers.

Most of the eggplants in other people's homes have just produced a small one and cannot be eaten yet.

But Zhang An's family matured earlier than others' because of the watering of spring water.

"Okay, I'll pick it myself."

The old lady did not refuse the grandson's family's wishes.

Even if she didn't pick it herself, Wang Fang would pick it up and send it to her.

　It's numb, when I just opened the writer's assistant, I realized that this chapter from last night hadn't been sent out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)