Peasant girl who traveled through time: I brought an earth with me

Chapter 21 The Butcher
Wang Xiaoqiao covered her forehead and said, "Didn't we also pay?"

"Then do the math, what is the price she negotiated with me?" Shopkeeper Zheng said seriously.

Wang Xiaoqiao took the abacus and fiddled with it twice. After a moment, she exclaimed: "950 Wenqian!"

"Hiss~" She took a breath.

Wang Xiaoqiao instantly put away her contemptuous heart, and she completely agreed with what her mother said.

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Zhong Chuchu left Jinglai Grocery Store and was going to sell some pork. Although there were wild boars in Blue Star, she didn't know how to handle them, so she decided to buy some first.

Butcher Song in the town was sharpening his knife in front of his stall. When he saw a customer coming over, he said without raising his head: "Which piece do you want? Choose for yourself."

There were a few pieces of pork belly and a few ribs left in his stall, and two pig's trotters and a pair of suet were hanging on the shelf.

Zhong Chuchu pointed at the suet and asked: "How to sell this?"

"Eight cents a pound." Butcher Song raised his head and said, "Ms. Zhongzhong, are you finally free to come over and buy meat today?"

His eyes were full of surprise, and he was speechless.

Zhong Chuchu thought for a moment and then remembered.

Butcher Song's wife has been dead for many years, and he has always wanted to find a successor. Zhong Chuchu always came here to buy meat, and he got to know her after going back and forth.

Zhong Chuchusheng's beauty only made him dizzy every time she cast a few flirtatious glances and said a few ambiguous words. Every time, he would cut more meat for her, or give her some ribs or something.

Thinking of this, Zhong Chuchu felt uncomfortable all over.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but the other butcher shop was too far away from her home.

Forget it, Zhong Chuchu straightened her face and tried to make her voice less coquettish.

"Brother Song, give me that piece of suet and a pound of pork belly."

After hearing this, Butcher Song quickly picked out the fattest piece of meat from the stall, "Ms. Zhong, this piece of meat is the fattest! It tastes better than pork belly. I'll give you the same price as pork belly."

Zhong Chuchu hurriedly shook her head, waved her hands and said, "Brother Song, I don't like eating fat, so I want that piece."

As she spoke, she pointed to a piece of pork belly about two kilograms next to her.

Butcher Song paused, "Oh, okay! Let's take whatever piece Mrs. Zhong says."

He quickly weighed the meat and suet, then found a thin hemp rope and tied it on.

There were eight and a half kilograms of suet and two kilograms and two taels of pork belly, a total of ninety cents.

Butcher Song handed the meat over and took out a pair of pig's trotters from under the meat case and put it on top, "Here, take it back and recuperate the two children together."

Zhong Chuchu waved her hands, counted ninety copper coins from her purse, put them in the basket in front of his meat case, and left with suet and pork belly.

Butcher Song was left behind with a confused look on his face.

Why does Madam Zhong seem like a different person?He used to make the other party happy when he was like this. Those little eyes and that little waist were really charming to him.

Zhong Chuchu couldn't wait to leave here quickly. She could feel the eyes still sticking to her back at this moment.

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In the small courtyard of the Zhong family, Zhong Chuchu was squatting on the ground washing the pork suet and pork belly she bought today.

The water was so cold that her hands turned red from the cold.

The child Dabao is practicing writing in the courtyard. He has already learned the Three Character Classic.

I can already recite two sentences about human nature being good at first, and I can already write my own name.

Zhong Chuchu told him to learn things very quickly, like a little prodigy.Xiaobao can't sit still and likes to play in the mud all day long.

This gave her a headache. The child's clothes were not clean every day, and the weather was getting colder. She sometimes had to stop it loudly.

After cleaning the suet, she took it into the kitchen.

Cut the suet into small pieces, put some water in the pot, and then put cold water in with the suet.

The firewood in the stove is burning brightly, but there is not much firewood left in the pile of firewood, and I have to buy a few bundles tomorrow.

After a while, the water in the pot evaporated, leaving only the lard. She picked up a shovel and shoveled it a few times to prevent it from sticking to the pot.

The boiled lard was really delicious. Xiaobao walked into the kitchen with his short legs and looked straight into the pot.

"Mom, what shall we eat today?"

Zhong Chuchu was afraid that the oil in the pot would splash out and burn him, so she hurriedly took him out.

The little guy still looked reluctant, pouting, "Mother, I don't want to eat secretly."

"Xiaobao, mother is boiling lard. If the oil residue splashes out, it will burn Xiaobao and cause great pain, so mother needs to take you out." She explained.

"So that's it, then Xiaobao won't go in."

Zhong Chuchu called Dabao: "Dabao, help mother look after my brother, and he will be able to eat soon."

"Okay, mother!" Dabao stood up and ran over, holding his brother's hand.

"Brother, let's count ants together."

When Zhong Chuchu returned to the kitchen, a large pot of lard had been boiled, which was enough for their family of three to eat for a long time.

She fished out the oil residue and put it into a large bowl, then took out a small bowl, sprinkled some salt on it, and shouted into the yard.

"Dabao, come in and take the oil residue out to eat with your brother."

"Okay, mother." Dabao jumped in and ran in.

"Be careful because it's hot, and blow it before you eat it, you know?" she asked softly.

Dabao nodded, hugged the bowl and went out.

Zhong Chuchu put all the remaining oil residue into the cupboard, and put the oil in the pot into the oil can. The can was not big enough, so she filled two large bowls at home together.

Add a little of these oil residue when cooking noodles every morning, and even a bowl of ordinary noodles will become particularly delicious.

After boiling the lard, she didn't want to cook today, so she just had lard mixed with rice for dinner, added some soy sauce, and steamed the remaining fish. The family of three ate it with gusto.

After coaxing the two children to sleep, she left the house alone, carrying a basket on her back.

She has only one purpose.

Rejuvenation Hall!
She did not go to Huichun Hall during the day today because there were so many people in this small town and it would be unsafe if she knew she had sold ginseng.

When we arrived at Huichun Hall, it was not closed today. Zhong Chuchu quickly attracted everyone's attention as soon as she walked in.

At this time, there were several old people sitting and discussing something in Huichun Hall.

"Ms. Zhong, are you here to see a doctor at this time?" The waiter at Huichun Hall still knows Zhong Chuchu. After all, in this town, such a beautiful little widow as Zhong Chuchu is still rare. In addition, she The reputation of Huichuntang is not very good, so the guys at Huichuntang still know about it.

"I don't know if you accept ginseng or not." Zhong Chuchu didn't care about his attitude and just said lightly.

"Of course we at Huichun Hall accept ginseng, but not just any junk." The waiter simply didn't believe that Zhong Chuchu could take out ginseng, thinking that he must have found a radish somewhere and thought it was ginseng.

(End of this chapter)