Chapter 23

When the family arrived at Bailidu, it was just dawn, but the ferry was already full of people. As the New Year approached, there were more and more cargo ships coming and going here.

The people waiting for the boat at Bailidu were almost all carrying their loads, so the Zhang family rested their baskets on the crowded ferry, waiting for the ferry to arrive. Just as they rested their burdens, they heard someone calling from behind: "Uncle Lian Gen, You Qing brother."

Zhang's family all turned their heads to look, and saw Chang Tiemu rushing towards the ferry with a burden on his shoulders, and Chang Man behind him, also carrying a burden on his shoulders.

"Yeah, your family is out now, are you going to the town?" Chang Tiemu walked up to them quickly, resting his burden, and laughed loudly, Chang Man silently followed behind his father, resting his burden Finally, he glanced at Zhang Cheng and Zhang Yun, but didn't speak.

Although the rumors in the village had subsided, Zhang's family still felt awkward seeing their father and son, especially Zhang Liangen, who immediately put on a straight face and snorted heavily, making it clear that they were not welcome. Zhang Youqing was more honest, and after thinking about it, he replied: "Well, I'm going to the town." After that, he stopped talking. With his parents around, the children naturally wouldn't speak, and stood aside without saying a word.

Chang Tiemu touched a soft nail, but he didn't take it seriously, he still smiled and said: "We are also going to the town, and we happened to go there together."

At this time, the ferry boat on the Jiuqu River was slowly approaching. The Zhang family picked up the burden and went on board. Pole offshore.

The Zhang family was sitting at the stern, while the Chang family and his son were at the bow. Seeing that the Zhang family was obviously unwilling to talk to them, Chang Tiemu had no choice but to give up and stop talking to them.

The boat went down the river, and arrived at the ferry of Changyuan Town in less than half an hour. There were many ferry boats docked on the ferry, and the people on the boat rushed to the shore with their loads. After disembarking, they went down one by one with their burdens, and when they got to the shore, they saw the Chang family father and son who had disembarked first, still waiting for them.

People greeted people with smiles again and again, and Zhang's family couldn't keep shaking their faces. Although they didn't say much, they followed them together, and just like that, a large group went to the market.

The market near the end of the new year is different. Folks from all over the world flock here to buy new year's goods, and the bustling level is far from the usual.The Zhang family set off before dawn, but when they arrived at the market, there were already crowds of people, and there were many stalls of various colors. The Zhang family crowded around in the crowd, and it took a long time to find an open space. The burden is all rested.

"We have to hurry up, his father, Cheng Zi, you quickly set up the stove, father, I will chop firewood with you." After putting down the pots and pans and devil ginger that he was carrying, Mrs. Zhou said in a hurry, Everyone responded, and the whole division of labor got busy.

Zhang Youqing and Zhang Zhangpoured two baskets of big rocks on the ground, and started to pile them up against the wind. Zhang Liangen chopped firewood with a machete, and Zhou broke some smaller firewood branches. Zhang Yun saw that his family was busy , I couldn’t be idle, so I went up and turned the two empty baskets upside down, so that I could put things in later, then took out the jar of shredded pepper from the basket of pots and bowls, poured out some and put them in bowls, and cut them into pieces. Good coriander and chrysanthemum are also packed in bowls.

After all the preparations were done, Zhang Yun ran to his father and elder brother, watched them build the stove, and took a look at the bustling crowd. He happened to see that among the crowd, the Chang family father and son were still looking around, looking for a suitable At this time, there are many vendors gathered in the market, and it takes some effort to find an open space.

Zhang Yun couldn't help looking left and right, and felt that the open space occupied by his family could be squeezed in a little bit, and everyone was from the same village, so it would be good to make it easier for others, so he ran into the crowd He walked over and called out: "Uncle Chang, you can rest on our side, everyone can fit even if they are crowded."

Chang Tiemu was anxious about not being able to find a space, when he heard Zhang Yun's call, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Hey, thank you, niece, Manzi, come on, let's pick it up and have a rest."

Seeing that Zhang Yun called the Chang family father and son over, the Zhang family didn't say anything. Zhou followed Zhang Yun and moved the baskets containing pots and pans and the wooden bucket containing ghost ginger behind him. The baskets that were buckled were also moved to one side, and a small piece was given to the Chang family father and son. Although the space is small, it is still enough for their two burdens.

Chang Tiemu thanked him repeatedly, and after resting the burden, he laid it out and opened the closed wooden basin. Zhang Yun saw that there were two boards of tofu. Only then did she remember that Grandpa Chang Man always made tofu For sale, two years ago when he was gone, Uncle Chang Man took over the burden of tofu from the old man, and Chang Tiemu also knew how to make it, but he usually farmed the land, and sold some tofu when he had time to supplement his family’s income.

Chang Tiemu here is busy setting up the tofu load, while Chang Man over there puts the basket and runs to Zhang Youqing and Zhang Zhang. Without saying a word, he squats down to help, but Zhang Zhang grabs his hand and says: " Let's do it by ourselves, we don't need you." Although the two families will no longer ignore each other, Zhang Zhang still feels uncomfortable and doesn't want to reconcile with Chang Man.

Chang Man glanced at the charter, didn't say much, moved back, but didn't leave, just silently helping to move and pass the stones, the charter rejected it several times, but failed to drive Chang Man away, He had no choice but to give up and let him go.

With the joint efforts of Zhang's father and son and Chang Man, the stove was built quickly, and some firewood was cut from Zhang Liangen's side, so everyone started to light the stove. After taking out the pot, Zhang Yun lifted the tung oil cloth covering the tea oil barrel, and poured the oil into the iron pot with an oil spoon. Slow heat.

The fire was burning hot, and a string of small bubbles appeared in the pot after a while. Zhang Yun hurriedly handed the bowl filled with shredded chili peppers to Mrs. Zhou. Lay it out on the reversed basket, and spread out the bowls of ghost ginger, coriander, and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum.

With a hiss, the chili shreds went out of the pot, Zhou took a spoon and started to stir fry, the spicy smell was mixed with the smell of oil, and wafted out in all directions. Zhang Yun hurriedly asked Zhang Zhang to bring the oil barrel to the front, and he started to yell, "It's delicious! The tea oil is good for stir-frying, cold dressing, and deep-frying, and you will get a free dish when you buy the oil, so come and have a look, and you can try it if you don’t buy it.”

Zhang Yun spared no effort to yell loudly, the crisp and tender voice was accompanied by bursts of fragrance, and spread far away. Most of the bustling crowd stopped and looked over here as if watching the excitement, and people who knew each other in twos and threes whispered to each other.

Seeing more and more people looking towards them, Zhang Yun hurriedly yelled, took out his chopsticks, and brought a bowl of ghost ginger to Mrs. Zhou, asking her to put the fried chili and tea oil into the bowl Pour it over and stir it while it's hot. Afterwards, stir the coriander and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum in the same way, and the voice changed: "Aunts, aunts, uncles, uncles, come and taste it if you don't buy it. It doesn't cost money."

Looking at the bowls of food with the smell of heat, and hearing that there is no money, some people who stopped and watched slowly approached, and a few who were greedy for petty gains rushed to the front and asked repeatedly: "Is there really no money?" ?”

"Really, you don't need to pay to try it." Zhang Yun picked up two bowls with a busy smile, and invited them to come and taste it like greeting guests.

Now those people who came over didn't hesitate any longer, and hurriedly took the bamboo chopsticks handed over by the rest of Zhang's family, and put them into the bowl. Taste it.

Zhang Yun had mixed it at home last night, and the taste was no worse than her grandma's, so she was very confident, and the reaction of those who tasted it made her even more convinced of this, almost everyone who tasted it, They all nodded and praised, and they all said it was delicious.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Yun yelled again, "Aunts, aunts, uncles, and uncles, this tea oil is made from our ancestral secret recipe. After eating, I guarantee you will feel good. If you will buy it, some will be given away If you buy a catty of oil, you will get a bowl of this dish for free." Zhang Yun pointed to the whole barrel of ghost ginger slices as he spoke.

All the people around the tasting looked over and saw that there was indeed a bucket full of ghost ginger, so they believed it immediately. In addition, Zhang Yun said that it was a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors, everyone was a little bit moved, so many people talked When Ba Tong asked, most of them asked which generation passed it down, how long it was passed down, and so on.

Zhang Yun just talked nonsense, saying that it has been passed down for hundreds of years. The ancestors ate this oil, and all of them lived a long life. In their generation, they thought that good things should be carried forward, so they sold them for the benefit of the folks. After finishing these words, Zhang Yun really convinced himself that he could make it up so smoothly. However, although the story is fake, the health value of tea oil is not adulterated at all. Those who buy it will only benefit, not at all. harm.

The masses are always the most vulnerable to incitement. After listening to Zhang Yun's set of rhetoric, those who have tasted it.Half of them paid for it, and some didn’t bring utensils with them, so I asked them if they would come tomorrow. If they wanted to come, they would come back tomorrow to buy. Daoming'er will come again until the oil is sold out.

Although it is two or three dollars more expensive than the oil on the market, but with the ancestral name, the people who bought it really didn't call it expensive, so they bought it one by one.

In this way, waves of people came to taste, and then left with oil and ghost ginger. There was almost no free moment in front of the oil stall of the Zhang family. No matter how many people there are, they can handle it. The whole family is all smiling and busy, not to mention how energetic they are.

(End of this chapter)

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