Chapter 8: The First Pot of Gold
"Hey, okay, it's not easy for you in this winter," Glancing at Xu Yingzi's weak appearance in the cold wind, the shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and said with a bit of compromise: "In this way, I'll give you five yuan and five pounds, and I can't give you more." ”
"It's a word, thank you boss," although Xu Yingzi was not very satisfied with this number, he thought that the boss of the other family also needed to process and make money after all, so he agreed with a smile on his face.
"Then pull it over here and weigh it," after looking at the weed-covered blood vine, the shopkeeper estimated that there were hundreds of catties, and then returned to the store, beckoning a few guys to come out to help.
Hearing five yuan and five pounds, Zhang Li and Ye Liang were so happy that they couldn't keep their mouths together, and then moved the blood vine aside and weighed it after those guys.
"A total of six hundred and fifty catties, five yuan per catty, a total of three thousand five hundred and seventy-five yuan," Zhang Li said excitedly to Xu Yingzi, who was sitting next to her, looking at the colorful banknotes in her hand.
"Shh
Seeing Zhang Li's dancing appearance, Xu Yingzi put her index finger in front of her mouth and said softly: "Money is not exposed." ”
"Yes, yes, yes, hide it, don't let others see it," Seeing that her cousin was more calm than herself, Zhang Li's face couldn't help but feel a little hot, but when she thought that she had never taken so much money, she became arrogant.
"Cousin, let's go buy you a mobile phone," thinking that if you have money, your cousin can buy a mobile phone to pass the time, Zhang Li said with a little flattery.
"Cousin, don't worry, the most important thing for us now is to go back and have a good rest, and continue to go up the mountain tomorrow to cut the blood vine, lest the people in the nearby village know that the blood vine can be sold for money, and then there will be nothing for us," Xu Yingzi refused to buy a mobile phone, this is just one reason, of course, the most important thing is that he still feels that the money has to be spent on the blade, and he still owes money to others, how can he waste money to buy a mobile phone?
"Yes, Yingzi, you are still smart, let's get up early tomorrow and get a little, you see, we will harvest more than three thousand today, and the two of us will have one thousand six or seven, this is simply picking up money," For Zhang Li, who has good physical strength, this is simply picking up money, but for Xu Yingzi, who is weak, climbing the mountain road is enough.
"Cousin, the three of us should be more than 1,100 yuan each," looking at Ye Liang who was driving a tricycle in front, Xu Yingzi officially regarded the other party as his partner in his heart.
"Xiao Liang doesn't count, you don't have to pay for it," the corner of his mouth snickered at the back of Ye Liang's head in front of him, and Zhang Li said loudly.
"Yes, Yingzi, you don't need to give me the money, I'm just selling some coolies, this idea is what you came up with, you and your cousin can share the money," who knows, Ye Liang in front didn't get angry when he heard Zhang Li's words, on the contrary, turned his head sideways, smiled at Xu Yingzi, and said.
"No, you have worked hard, horses, and tricycles, if it weren't for you, so many blood vines, we wouldn't have been able to get to the city," Xu Yingzi thought that after all, it was a long-term operation, and besides, he couldn't bully others, so he took out the pile of colorful papers from Zhang Li's hand and divided them into three parts, one was stuffed to Ye Liang in front, one was handed to Zhang Li, and one was put in his pocket.
Three thousand five hundred and seventy-five yuan, the three of them were unevenly divided, and Xu Yingzi only took one thousand one hundred and ninety-one.
A few pieces of paper fluttering lightly were placed in her pocket, but He Tingting felt heavy, as if the whole person had a backer......
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"Yingzi, you're back, aren't there many people rushing to the scene today?"
Seeing his granddaughter walking in with two bags of things in her hands, Grandpa Xu Yingzi, who was sitting under the mottled and yellowed eaves, shook the long cigarette stick in his hand, smiled at the wrinkles on his face, and said to his granddaughter.
"There are a lot of people, it's almost the New Year, everyone is busy shopping," returning a smile to his grandfather, Xu Yingzi raised the things he took back from Ye Liang's house in his hand, and said to his grandfather: "Master, you sit, I'll get you something delicious tonight." ”
"Yingzi, you're tired after going out for a day, go lie down, and your grandfather will cook," looking at his granddaughter's thin little appearance, Xu Yingzi's grandfather couldn't rest assured, stood up tremblingly, and prepared to take the things in Xu Yingzi's hands.
"Master, I went out for a walk, breathed fresh air, met people, and felt much better," Xu Yingzi didn't tell a lie, he worked for most of the day today, and his body felt much more energetic than yesterday, so he avoided his grandfather and walked towards the kitchen with his things.
"Okay, okay, okay, then the master is going to light the fire for you," Seeing that his granddaughter's face was indeed a little ruddy, Xu Yingzi's grandfather's heart blossomed, and he walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back, busy lighting the fire.
Xu Yingzi didn't want to refuse, put the lard and tomato flour he brought back on the stove, picked up the kitchen knife and went to the vegetable garden next to him to cut a verdant Chinese cabbage, pinched a little shallot, washed it with the faucet in the yard, and then returned to the kitchen, fetched a little water and boiled it.
Taking advantage of the gap in boiling water, Xu Yingzi found a large bowl, put the flour and balls aside, washed a little ginger and tomatoes, cut them into cubes, and set aside.
Wait until the water boils, Xu Yingzi replaced the iron pot, put in a little lard, threw the ginger cubes into it, stir-fried twice, and then poured in the tomatoes and stir-fried.
"Yingzi, how much is this tomato a pound?"
Grandpa Xu Yingzi, who was squatting on the fire, smelled the fragrance of tomatoes and couldn't help asking.
You must know that tomatoes, in winter, are three or four yuan a catty, and Grandpa Xu Yingzi is reluctant to spend money to buy them.
"Master, I bought it at a discount, it's only more than two yuan, and I bought it to satisfy my cravings," Xu Yingzi, who knew what his grandfather was thinking, replied as he pulled the dough into small pieces and threw it into the boiling tomato soup.
"What are you doing?
Xu Aibing rushed back at this time, poked his head out and asked at the kitchen door.
"Tomato gnocchi soup, Dad, go wash your hands, you can eat it right away," Xu Yingzi replied as she threw cabbage into the pot.
Grandpa Xu Yingzi, who asked just now, thought that his daughter liked to eat, so he didn't say anything, silently found three big bowls, put them aside and waited.
"Hot pimple soup, eat it quickly," three bowls were served, sprinkled with chopped green onions, Xu Yingzi and his grandfather and father each had a bowl, and sat under the eaves to eat.
"It's so fragrant, the rice cooked by our family Yingzi is fragrant," the aroma of tomatoes slid from the throat into the stomach with the thickness of lard, bringing a touch of warmth to this poor family in this cold winter.
"The cabbage is so sweet," the grandfather next to him said as he chewed a bite of the green cabbage.
"Life will definitely get sweeter and sweeter in the future," Xu Yingzi said silently in her heart, listening to her family's satisfaction with a simple bowl of tomato gnocchi soup, and couldn't help but feel a little moist in her eyes......