Carry a fountain with you

Chapter 1 Opportunity
The paper fell into my hand, and I used it to wrap thirteen incense sticks.

The pepper is good, the pepper is fragrant, the taste of the pepper is particularly long,

Boiled fish and stewed meat are indispensable, and frying and frying belong to it.
It seasons all dishes, without the smell of pepper, it is not fragrant,
If you want to ask where the pepper is produced, Linzhou in the south of the Yangtze River is your hometown.

Guangda material, star anise tip, produced in Guangxi Bajiao Mountain.

There are many treasures on the Bajiao Mountain, but the aniseed is delicious.

If you want to ask what is the use of aniseed, stewed fish and stewed meat are the freshest.

Red meat elbow, made of altar meat, no aniseed but not fresh.

Dried ginger is old, old dried ginger, the older the dried ginger, the longer the taste.

As people get older, they have more experience, and as they get older, the taste of ginger will last longer.

Mix fresh vegetables, cook fresh soup, add some dried ginger to make it more fragrant,
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"Thirteen Fragrances, Thirteen Fragrances..." Liu Junhao's rough voice seemed up and down, and at the same time he jingled the foreign porcelain basin beside him, as if dubbing.

"College student, please keep your voice down. The people you knocked on are shaking, and no one has come to tell your fortune for a long time." An old man with greasy forehead complained loudly. He used a few old newspapers while talking. I fanned it, trying to bring myself a cool feeling.

Although the weather in April is not too hot, the sun has started to get hot these days. The two of them set up their stalls right in front of the semi-abandoned grain depot. There is not even a shade tree here, so it is very hot.

"Liang Dapao, you are an egg, you are fooling around all day long, whoever listens to you, have you never heard of people's destiny? people will arrest you."

"My mother X, how do you talk? You are such a big person, but you still graduated from high school." Liang Dapao was also annoyed by what he said, "Who said that I am fooling people, I am scientific fortune-telling, do you understand? Instead, you make some sawdust, grass roots and bark all day long, pretending to be thirteen incense, and I haven't reported it to the government yet."

"My mother might have died a long time ago. It's useless for you to think about it." Liu Junhao replied, and then loudly knocked on the foreign porcelain basin next to him, and the sound of jingling sounded again for a while.

"You... count me unlucky. Old man Liu was really blind when he was alive. How could he adopt you, a little bastard?" Liang Dapao got angry for a while, and cursed even more.

"Liang Dapao, scold me, don't mention old man Liu, whoever mentions me will be in a hurry!" Liu Junhao's face sank, and he no longer wanted to joke.

"I can't say it, why... I won't say it if I don't say it." Liang Dapao was about to continue joking when he suddenly saw his face livid. Cursed endlessly: "I am your ancestor, just now I scolded your mother and you were smiling, but when you mentioned old man Liu, you stopped scolding, it's really wicked..."

In fact, he knew in his heart that Liu Junhao could let others scold his ancestors for eighteen generations, but he was really very filial to the old Liu who raised him.A few months ago, the wife of the head of Liujiagou tied the sheep to Old Man Liu's cemetery when herding sheep. As a result, the two sheep gnawed the two trees on the old man's cemetery until they looked bad.When Liu Junhao knew about it, he blocked the door of the village chief's house with a kitchen knife without a word, forcing the village chief to humbly apologize to him, and promised to plant two trees on Old Liu's grave next year.

Qingshan Town is located at the foot of Daliang Mountain. It is named Qingshan Town because of the lush virgin forest on the mountain. This town is very small, with only a hundred or so households. It is possible to walk around the town by lighting a cigarette.

It is said that the streets are actually opened by the residents on both sides of the main road. There is only one cross street, but it also forms a small market, divided into every market and back market.Although the town is small, it is simple and natural, like a paradise.

The location of Liu Junhao and Liang Dapao's business is just a few square meters of land. Liu Junhao's nickname is "College Student", which he has had for a long time. Later, when he was in high school, this nickname became even more resounding, although he was eventually expelled from school because of a fight. , but also left behind the title of a college student.This was originally a joke from the townspeople, but he was very calm and let others call him.

The old man Liu mentioned by Liang Dapao earlier was the one who adopted him. He was an old bachelor who usually made a living by tinkering with thirteen incense sticks.When old man Liu was alive, he treated him like his own son. He originally counted on supporting him for the elderly, and raised him from five years old to 15 years old. A mess for Liu Junhao.

Originally, Liu Junhao was not a good boy, but now he lost his restraint and was kicked back by the school.The village looked at him and gave him three acres of land, but like old man Liu, he didn't want to farm in a well-regulated manner at home, so he picked up his stuff again and started selling thirteen incense sticks like old man Liu.

Seven things in life, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, as long as they are related to life, they can make money. These thirteen incense are also necessities of life. Therefore, Liu Junhao can also take care of his life with three walnuts and two dates every day.

And Liang Dapao's experience is similar to that of old man Liu. He is also a bachelor. In the past, his fortune-telling stall was placed next to old man Liu's Shisanxiang stall. Although he was angry just now, he wasn't really angry. He still envied old man Liu in his heart. This old guy raised a dutiful son after he died.

Rural areas pay attention to adding tombs during the Ching Ming Festival, which is to burn paper money on the graves of the elders, and then add two iron shovels to stabilize the tombs, because a year of rain and wind blows, and a lot of soil on the tombs is washed away by accumulated water.In fact, this is all symbolic, and no family will really add much soil to the grave.Because the tombs also occupy cultivated land these days, and the land in the mountains is expensive, you are not happy if you add more people to cultivate the land, so when plowing the land, you always plow up the head of the grave. Year after year, some cemeteries And so it died.

Old man Liu's grave is the feng shui shown by Liang Dapao. It is on a hillside, but it is other people's cultivated land, so they naturally don't let him bury it, but Liu Junhao has a way. He exchanged three acres of good land for two In half an acre of mountainous land, the grave of old man Liu was buried, and the grave was added every year. In four years, the grave was added to a height of nearly two feet, which looked like a fortress from a distance.

This filial piety alone made Liang Dapao envious. He thought that he would have to provide for the elderly on his own after a hundred years, so he tentatively asked: "Student, how about you being my grandson?"

"Fuck you, uncle, why don't you be my grandson?" Liu Junhao immediately cursed after hearing this.

"Ahem..." Liang Dapao naturally knew that he had misunderstood. Just about to open his mouth to explain, he suddenly coughed again, stood up with a wretched smile and shouted loudly, "The government, the government, I will close the stall now ..."

"Who?!" Liu Junhao turned his head in surprise, and found a 27-year-old woman standing four or five meters away, holding a few paint cans in her hand, standing there pretty.

He also knows this woman, Li Yu, the wife of the mayor of Qi, the propaganda committee member of the town, and now the township officials don't pay much attention to propaganda work, thinking that it seems to be dispensable in the countryside. So Qi Changfa asked his wife to be a propaganda committee member, but no one objected, but I don't know what this woman is doing here.

If you don't allow casual stalls, that's the business of the industrial and commercial office, and it seems that it's not her turn to be in charge of the propaganda committee, but I also think that the propaganda committee also manages departments such as cultural stations and radio stations, and Liang Dapao's feudal superstition is also the same. management category.From this perspective, Li Yu's appearance here is not unexpected.

"I don't care about you today, you give in, we're going to paint slogans on the wall." Li Yuyan smiled, and pointed to the wall of the grain depot behind them, which was painted white.

(End of this chapter)