Chapter 58: Father and Son Soldiers in Battle (Third Update, Asking for Recommendation Votes)

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The powder is snail powder.

Well, how to say it, it's delicious, it's just a little spicy.

Thinking of chrysanthemums, Liu Qingshan didn't want to eat them, but when the uncle came out with a bowl of hot rice noodles from the noodle shop next to him, he couldn't help it, took it immediately, and then devoured it with a reluctant face.

To say that it is difficult to say that it is polite.

Gobbling up is what he is.

Don't look at a bowl of snail noodles for only seven yuan, but there are not only rice noodles in it, but also peanuts, yuba, kelp, water spinach, sour bamboo shoots, and a few shiny snails.

Of course, this is naturally not authentic compared to Liuzhou's snail noodles, but it is more authentic than any popular model on Taobao.

After all, this small county belongs to the same province as Liuzhou, and the distance is not very far, so the taste must be more authentic than any popular style in other provinces and on the Internet.

As a local, Liu Qingshan, of course, can't escape the curse of snail noodles.

For Guilin rice noodles, which are also famous snacks in the province, Liu Qingshan prefers snail noodles.

Not because of the taste, but because locally, the amount of snail noodles is larger and more satisfying. After a bowl of snail noodles, even the soup and dregs are eaten in the stomach, and there are basically seven points full.

After eating the noodles and returning the plate, before he wiped his mouth, a customer came in front of the stall, Liu Qingshan hurriedly stuffed the tissue in his hand into his pocket and stepped forward to greet him.

As soon as the first customer arrived, other customers followed. This phenomenon is known as the 'herd effect'. This is also known as the herd mentality, the herd effect.

Without fake wild yams as-stirring sticks, authentic wild yams suddenly became fragrant and sweet. In less than two hours, dozens of catties of yams were all sold out.

This cola broke Liu Qingshan.

After all, today is another day with income. Moreover, yams sell for 20 yuan a catty, and these dozens of catties of yam are sold for almost 2,000 yuan.

If this situation continues, it is estimated that it will not be long before you can buy a car.

When the time comes, I can buy a car, and I can take my parents to the city. Although the old couple has lived for most of their lives, they have been to the farthest place, which is this small county town.

And big grandma.

If the grandmother wants, you can also bring the grandmother with you.

However, according to the current situation, it is estimated that it will be difficult to get the grandmother out of the courtyard, let alone take her out shopping.

In that case, let's buy her some food.

Back in the village, Liu Qingshan hung the vegetables on the door for the grandmother as usual.

Wu Cuimei worked in the vegetable field for a day, although she didn't do much work, but she could be regarded as scattering all the rapeseed in the field.

Just as I was about to drench the vegetable patch, I happened to see my son returning from riding a motorcycle.

"Mom, why are you still in the field?" The sun had set, but my mother was still busy in the vegetable garden, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but be a little unhappy, "Go home quickly, you can't finish it, leave it for tomorrow." ”

"How can this work?" said Wu Cuimei, as she sorted out the pipes that had been put together to form a long water pipe, "These rapeseeds have been scattered in the ground, and I must water them today." ”

Hearing this, Liu Qingshan had no choice but to stop the motorcycle, and then walked into the vegetable garden: "Since this is the case, then let me come, you can go home." ”

"It doesn't matter. Wu Cuimei said with a smile, "It's just a drench, and it's not a heavy job, besides, you've been busy outside for a day, and you must be tired, you go back and rest, just let me come here." ”

"Oh, Mom, I'll come when I say I'll come. Liu Qingshan took the pipe and pressed the mouth of the pipe with his index finger, and the originally slow flow of water burst out immediately after being pressurized, spraying on the dark vegetable patch.

Seeing this, Wu Cuimei wanted to ask her son if he had helped him buy rapeseeds, but after thinking about it, she thought about it and thought that she hadn't told him to buy it in the morning, so how could he buy it?

"Oh, yes, Mom. Liu Qingshan pressed the water pipe, looked at the water spraying on the vegetable field, and said, "I bought a few packets of rapeseed, and I don't know if it's suitable, you go and see, if it's not suitable, give it away." On motorcycles. ”

"Huh?" Wu Cuimei looked at her son in surprise and joy, "You bought rapeseed? I didn't ask you to buy it, why did you buy it yourself." ”

"I'm in my twenties, and if you call me to buy a rapeseed, then I'll live in vain. ”

"Hehe, yes, yes. I'll take a look. Wu Cuimei smiled as she walked briskly towards the motorcycle at the intersection.

Don't look at the morning when she was still a little depressed that her son couldn't take her to town, but now he just helped her buy a few packets of rapeseeds, and she was very happy.

Women are so easily satisfied sometimes, and sometimes they are not necessarily happy because of something, but because they are happy because they are noticed and cared for.

Especially a woman like Wu Cuimei, who is easy to satisfy, may be awakened and inspired by a few packets of rapeseed or a dinner.

Dinner was made by Liu Yuanhe. She was also happy.

Finally, I don't have to scold while urging my husband to cook.

Although there were no expensive dishes on the table, nothing more than a dish of yam pork bone soup and fried duck eggs with leeks, the family still sat around the small table and ate with relish.

"I'm going to dig yams tomorrow. Liu Qingshan said, "I couldn't sell a pound of yam in the county this morning, but in the afternoon, it didn't take long to sell out, so it seems that the yam is still quite popular." ”

"Yams should be harder to dig than bamboo shoots. Wu Cuimei drank the soup, looked at her son who seemed to be a little darker, and couldn't help but think, "Your ass is not yet complete, the yam grows deep, it should take more effort, otherwise, you should go and dig bamboo shoots." It's good that the bamboo shoots don't grow that deep. ”

"Hey, it's okay, Mom, you don't know, now the winter bamboo shoots can't be sold at a price in the county, there are more people who sell them, they can be sold for ten yuan a pound in the morning, and in the afternoon, they have to be sold at a discount to sell out. But yam is different, whether it is in the morning or in the afternoon, it can be sold for twenty yuan a catty. ”

"Twenty dollars a pound? Liu Yuanhe couldn't believe it, "During the Qingming Festival this year, I also dug up a lot of yams to sell in the town, even when they were the most expensive, it was only ten yuan a catty." ”

"How can that compare to the current one. How comfortable the weather is during the Qingming Festival, there is a lot of rain, the yam is so easy to dig, and there are more people digging it, so it is not bad to be able to sell it for ten yuan a catty. ”

"Yes. Liu Yuanhe nodded, took a bite of food, and suddenly said with bright eyes, "Since this is the case, then I will also dig yams tomorrow." ”

"Don't, don't. Liu Qingshan hurriedly refused, "You forgot about the last time you dug bamboo shoots? If you dig yams again, your waist will not be broken. ”

"Look down on you Lao Tzu, don't you?" Liu Yuanhe snorted coldly, "That was in the past, and now, your waist may not be as good as mine." ”

Liu Yuanhe really didn't brag this time.

He has been drinking Sichuan Broken Pigtail Soup, and he has been drinking it for some days, and this old waist is really getting stronger and stronger. Not to mention having a second child, if the law allows, it will be no problem to marry a few more little wives and come back.

Of course, he wanted to marry, but he didn't have the guts.

The next day, Liu Yuanhe insisted on going into the mountain to dig yams, but Liu Qingshan couldn't stop him, so he had to let his father follow him, lest he make any mistakes.

is the so-called father-son soldier who goes into battle, and the two fathers and sons go into the mountain together, and they also take care of each other.