Chapter 29 There is a thatched house
After walking around the village, Shuiqing and Fan Jin started to go home.
Shuiqing lowered his head, feeling heavy in his heart.
Aunt Zhang's family had the hardest life, eating black-faced wild vegetable porridge. The children and Aunt Zhang herself were skinny. To be honest, beggars in China looked more prosperous than them.
The village chief's family had the best life, with a lot of land, capable sons and daughters-in-law, and the only brick and tile house in the village.
Even so, the food they ate was not very oily, but unlike the porridge at Aunt Zhang's house that was so shiny that you could see your reflection, the village chief's family ate cornmeal steamed buns.
It was much better than the black-faced steamed buns at Old Fan's house - at least it didn't irritate the throat.
The food of the other families was similar to that of Old Fan's family, with vegetable porridge and black-faced cakes or black-faced steamed buns.
It was not the busy farming season, so there was no need to do heavy physical work. Every household had no oil or meat in their meals, and they ate a mixture of dry and liquid food...
"Shuiqing, what shall we cook for dinner?" Fan Jin asked expectantly with his black and moist eyes, holding a large bamboo basket of white and round rice in his right hand and a basket of vegetables and fruits in his left hand.
There were 20 kilograms of rice in this large bamboo basket, so he was not worried about the harvest.
Thinking of his father-in-law and brother-in-law who had come here with great difficulty, especially since they were helping them build a house, he suggested: "I bought pork in the morning, and the stall owner also gave me pork bones. How about using the pork bones to make a pot of pork bone soup?"
Originally, he bought it to nourish the family, but he didn't expect his father-in-law to bring pork, so he couldn't use what he bought.
He could only soak it in the cold spring water in a clay pot to prevent it from going bad.
Shuiqing had no objection.
In this day and age, people eat poorly. When working, especially when doing heavy physical work, it is customary to cook dry food for lunch. It is best to have some oily and meaty food, which can also replenish physical strength and make work more powerful.
Dinner can be provided or not, it all depends on the host.
Even if the meal is provided, it is not restricted by the food.
She thought for a while and said, "Dad has repeatedly told us that we don't have to cook dry food for dinner. We can eat noodles. No, noodles need to be kneaded and rolled. There is not even a cutting board. Let's eat noodle soup."
Hu the butcher was afraid that the two of them would miss the food and go hungry later. A man who never went to the kitchen was really worried about his daughter.
Fan Jin thought of his father-in-law's angry roar, and instead of being angry, he laughed from the bottom of his heart.
He could distinguish between good intentions and bad intentions.
"Dad is also afraid that we will go hungry later."
No one likes the feeling of being hungry, especially after being hungry. The burning feeling in the heart is something no one wants to experience again.
"Well, we don't use all white flour, but mix some cornmeal to save Dad from nagging. Each bowl of noodles should be served with a fried egg. It's oily and not ugly, and it's good for entertaining guests." Shuiqing planned.
Dad thought about them and wanted to take them home to eat. These were all the helpers he brought. Dad would feel proud if they entertained more.
Friends and neighbors, I treated them badly this time. Although others didn't say it, they knew it in their hearts. It will be difficult to hire help next time.
This time it was real. Dad didn't need to say more next time, and they agreed very readily.
Fan Jin had no objection at all. He raised the fruits and vegetables in his left hand and asked, "Shuiqing, if there are any delicious vegetables that can be put into noodles, tell me and I'll wash them."
Shuiqing nodded.
The two walked to the edge of the village, and didn't rush home, but turned into the grove next to them.
Seeing that there was no one around, Shuiqing saw the display on the mall: 27 kilograms of fresh, pollution-free, pure hand-peeled chicken head rice, 121 kilograms, confirm the sale?
Shuiqing clicked the confirmation button below.
Ding Dong, the balance of 3240 yuan has been credited.
Shuiqing swallowed his saliva. Before selling mushrooms yesterday, he opened the seed category, and after adding the miscellaneous purchases, he still had 400 yuan left;
Today, he snatched back the chicken mushrooms he picked, but he also wasted a lot of time.
Fortunately, the children got up early and sold a total of 2016 yuan, plus the current 3240.
Not bad, today I harvested 5256 yuan!
This does not include the chicken head rice that the villagers sent before dark.
Shuiqing calmed down and felt that this was the right way to go.
With an income of several thousand or tens of thousands a day, how can this not be considered a high-income group?
"Shuiqing, is the amount closer to the amount of Tong medicine?" Fan Jin next to him could not see the amount, but just estimated it by arithmetic.
When Shui Qing thought of the 8,000 yuan for opening the medicine, she was like a deflated ball.
Adding the chicken head rice in the evening, if it was good, it would be enough money to open it, but once it was opened, it would be back to the days before liberation after decades of hard work
"We still have to buy it, so that we can make money quickly!" she muttered.
Fan Jin responded gently on the side: "Yes, medicine is indispensable. Didn't you say that there are also protection and storage in the back? Wait until you make more money, and then open them one by one."
When Shui Qing thought of those ridiculously high, no, ridiculously high things, she suddenly aroused a strong desire to fight!
Make money, make money, work hard to make money!
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When I get home, this is really a "home".
A brand new thatched house is located on the high ground.
The three-room thatched house is not as spacious and bright as the brick house, but it also provides a shelter from the wind and rain, and there is no need to worry about the sun and rain.
Moreover, the people brought by Butcher Hu were all good workers. Although they also had a thatched house, this one was much more spacious and taller than Aunt Zhang's. In addition, it was made of new thatch, so there was no smell of mold or decay.
"We will try to build a brick house before the rainy season comes next year." Fan Jin whispered in Shuiqing's ear.
Shuiqing looked up in surprise.
At Aunt Zhang's house, did he notice her strangeness?
Fan Jin explained softly: "Don't worry, these thatches will not emit those unpleasant smells before the rainy season comes."
Shuiqing's mood improved unconsciously, the corners of her mouth rose, and she whispered: "I'm not worried."
Everyone wants to live a good life.
Her life is getting better day by day.
"Go away, these grains are heavy, Dad will move them, you two go aside!" Hu the butcher shouted.
Shuiqing stepped aside tactfully.
Turned around to find the two pounds of brown sugar that she had extorted from Sun Jinhua.
I will let my father bring it back to my mother to make water for her to drink.
People these days are lacking in nutrition, and pure handmade brown sugar contains many trace elements, which is especially good for women.
The things in the mall are currently only seeds and grains. Everyone can see how much grain there is. Besides, if Hu the butcher is asked to take grain back, he will definitely refuse.
For him, isn't that a slap in the face?
But asking him to take brown sugar back to nourish his mother is not an easy thing to refuse.
As soon as the afternoon arrived, Shuiqing began to cook dinner.
Fan Jin washed vegetables, fetched water, mixed noodles, and did some work.
Because they stayed for dinner, the idle men had nothing to do, so they followed Hu Wenhua to help build a wide chicken coop and then a large chicken coop.
Then Hu Wenhua wanted to finish all the work at his sister's house within a limited time. After building the chicken coop, he ran to the back mountain to move stones without stopping.
"Wenhua, what are you doing?"
"I see there is a rabbit hole in the back mountain of my sister. Maybe one day my brother-in-law and nephew will catch a wild rabbit!
I built a rabbit nest for them in advance. Rabbits are fertile and easy to raise. They can eat meat from time to time in the future, right?"