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Chapter 95
It's mid-morning now, there's no more tofu, no more pork, only some bones and pig's offal, and just because they don't need a ticket, Wen Xiange took a look, and finally chose two bones and one pork belly.

Forget about the large intestine, although the stir-fried fatty intestines are delicious, but she really doesn't have the courage to wash the large intestine. In modern times, she bought someone else's cleaned one, but there is no one here to help her wash it, so she can only give up.

"Wen Zhiqing, what are you buying these for? If you want to buy meat, I can help you." Gao Jianren raised his eyebrows when he saw Wen Xiange pick these pigs into the water, and then said with a wink at the teller in the pork stall.

"Thank you, no need, I'll just buy these. Pork is too expensive, and I don't have a ticket, so I can't afford it." Wen Xiange waved his hand.

The teller at the pork stall received Gao Jianren's wink, hesitated for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth and said to Wen Xiange: "Comrade, if you really want to buy meat, I have some for myself here, and I can give it to you, no ticket required." .”

Wen Xiange is not insane, how could she not know the problem when she heard this, she didn't want to take advantage of the person next to her, shook her head, paid the money, turned around and left with the things she had chosen.

Originally, she thought that she hadn't come to the town for a long time to go shopping, but now it seems that she can't go shopping.

Seeing Wen Xiange walking out of the town, the attendant who had been following Gao Jianren frowned and said, "Boss, this woman is too ignorant, why don't we..." At this point, he narrowed his eyes and raised his chin without saying anything It's over, but he knows that the boss understands what he means.

Gao Jianren was squinting at Wen Xiange who was going further and further away, when he heard this, he turned his head and squinted at his subordinates and said quietly: "You know what a fart."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his subordinates to react, he turned his head and squinted at the place where the figure was no longer visible. Who said he couldn't think of a way out.

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"Well, it's really delicious to have a meal with Xian Ge. I wanted to say that this pig's offal tastes bad in the morning. I didn't expect Xian Ge to make it so delicious." Zhen Guangrong kept picking up vegetables. sigh.

"Xiange's cooking skills are really good." Grandma Chen also nodded with a smile when she heard the words.

Xiao Chenggong didn't say a word, but the chopsticks for picking up vegetables didn't stop.

At this time, there is no refrigerator, and it is not winter. These fresh ingredients cannot be kept overnight without special treatment, so Wen Xiange made a pork belly into a dish.

Half of them went to Aunt Hongying's house next door to ask for some sauerkraut and stir-fried it with dried chili.

Dried mushrooms are also provided by the neighbor, so she served a bowl of both dishes, which is considered a favor.

Adding two bones made the soup boil a little too much, and she even brought a bowl to the educated youth to order for Liu Yaping and the others.

"I also know how to make these home-cooked dishes." Wen Xiange shook his head and said.

For modern people, this is indeed a home-cooked dish, but for people in this era who can't eat enough and don't wear warm clothes, this can't really be called a home-cooked dish, it's a hotel-level dish.

The three of them only regarded her as modest when they heard the words.

After dinner, Wen Xiange talked about sending the package.

"Should we go to the members' homes to collect dried mushrooms? It would be good to send them home." Wen Xiange only remembered this after visiting Teacher Zou today and using mushroom stew in the afternoon.

"This is fine, why didn't I think of it before." Zhen Guangrong said immediately.

Xiao Chenggong also nodded when he heard the words. In fact, there is no shortage of these mountain treasures in the north, but, just like dried fish, it is his own wish to send them back.

(End of this chapter)