After ending the call with Bai Wuchang, Shi Fu reached out and picked up the small porcelain bottle and looked at it carefully. The style is a bit like a small wine bottle, the whole body is cyan, slightly white, the bottle body has a pattern, it looks beautiful, Shi Fu and the antique identification books in his mind compared it, and then there is a difference, this small porcelain bottle can be worth a lot of money.

Thinking about it, Shi Fu took a small porcelain vase, opened the door and walked to the yard, and walked to the West House, Shi Fu's family lived in the ancestral property of the older generation, the standard courtyard, the north house is the main house, one is even three, the left and right are the ear rooms, and the middle is the hall house, now his parents live, he himself lives in the East House, the West House usually stores the rags that his parents take back, and sells them regularly after sorting them out.

Shi Fu took the small porcelain vase into the West House, looked for it, and saw some broken bottles and jars piled up in the corner of the north wall, some glass and some porcelain. After rummaging for a while, he found a broken vase in good condition, and put the small porcelain vase in his hand in the vase, he was not worried that his father would sell it when he was not at home, because the recycling station for glassware was far away from home, so his father usually went once a week.

After putting the porcelain vase, Shi Fu hummed a little song and went back to the house to sleep.

Early the next morning, Shi Fu said to his father when he was washing and tidying up: "Dad, I have a rest on Saturdays and Sundays, I have read too many books these days, and I want to change my brain, so I will go with you to sell rags." ”

Shi Qiang was still very happy when he heard that his son wanted to go out with him, but because of his father's majesty, he still replied: "It's okay to go, but you can't find me something, what I say, I'll take you there honestly and obediently."

Shi Fu said: "Okay, I've never been quite obedient."

Shi Qiang rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "If you can save me some heart, my weapons won't be upgraded so many times."

After eating, Shi Qiang took Shi Fu to school, and Zhou Feng finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks at home alone, and went to work on the street. There was nothing to say all the way, Shi Fu arrived at the school, and thought about it for a while, yesterday was a bit fierce, and he was still stable today, don't make any more moths.

Entering the classroom and sitting in his seat, his two guards immediately leaned over, staring at Shi Fu, Shi Fu did not hesitate, reached into his bag, and gave each of them a comic book. The two children didn't know what to think, in fact, there were a lot of storybooks in the school, and there was no need to ask Shi Fu for books to read, but they just insisted on sitting next to Shi Fu every day, silently reading the books.

After giving the two of them books, Shi Fu lowered his head and took out two identification books carefully prepared by himself from his schoolbag, which was on the way to school this morning, and specially went to find Uncle Wen in the alley to ask for it.

Turning the page of the book, Shi Fu began to further his identification skills, striving to be able to use it when he went to sell porcelain vases on Saturdays and Sundays.

The day's class passed without incident, and when school was over, Mr. Wang sat in the office and pondered that today was very boring, and that he had nothing to do, and since Shi Fu was honest, he seemed to have nothing to do, which was a strange feeling.

On the way home from school, Shi Fu chatted with his father casually, and suddenly said, "Hey, Dad, do you say that there are any antiques or anything in the bottles and cans that our family collects?"

Shi Qiang smiled and said: "There won't be, if it's an antique, who will throw it away, it must be like a treasure." ”

Shi Fu continued: "Not necessarily, someone doesn't know the thing, and it is thrown out, I read that there are often reports in the newspaper, saying that someone threw away the antique because they didn't know it."

When Shi Fu heard this, he pondered for a moment and then asked, "Is there really such news written in the newspaper? Don't fool your father." ”

Shi Fu saw that his father was on the set, and continued: "Of course there is, I have read several articles, I will tell you." Last week, the newspaper said that a family in Chongwu District cleaned up the house, and the hostess found a vase, thought it was not good-looking, and threw it away, and was picked up by a ragged person, but it turned out to be an antique, and it was sold for tens of thousands of dollars at once. ”

After Shi Qiang heard what his son said, he was also a little active in his heart, thinking, "What if there are some antiques in so many rags in my house, even if it is not an antique, even if it is an old object that is a little old, it can be sold for some money." I just thought about it and rode my bike, and soon I got home.

Shi Fu got out of the car and walked into the hall, Shi Qiang parked the car but didn't enter the house, but went to the West House first, wanting to say tossing and turning, even if he didn't know him, he could find something decent and let people see it.

Shi Fu squinted at his father and entered the Westinghouse, knowing that his plan was a success, so he waited for his father to come out with his things, and he would do it again.

Mother hasn't gotten off work yet, father has gone to clean up again, Shi Fu has nothing to do, I was going to continue reading, but I turned out to be a little hungry, after all, when I was growing up, in the past, when I got home, my mother should be ready to cook, and now that my mother is at work, my father can't cook, so I can only endure it for a while.

At this moment, Shi Fu suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, he is different from other children now, his physical fitness, brain and IQ are hundreds of times higher than his peers, why don't you do it yourself. After making up his mind, Shi Fu went out of the house and shouted to Westinghouse's father, "Dad, I'll go to the alley to read a book at Uncle Wen's." ”

Shi Qiang's voice came from the house: "Go, come back early, your mother will get off work later." ”

Shi Fu ran out of the yard and came to Uncle Wen's bookstall and saw that Uncle Wen was about to close the stall, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Ask Grandpa, do you have any books like recipes?" I want to see it. ”

Uncle Wen smiled when he heard this: "Hahaha, the little baby can be, I want to learn to cook when I'm so old, you wait, I have a few copies here, I'll get them for you."

As he spoke, he reached into the blanket, flipped through it for a while and found two cookbooks, both of which were home-cooked dishes, handed them to Shi Fu, and then continued to collect the stall.

Shi Fu took the book and said: "Thank you, grandpa" turned his head and ran back, Uncle Wen looked at Shi Fu's back, smiled slightly, lifted the packed baggage, turned around and walked into the alley, the more he walked, the more the figure faded, and when he walked into the alley, the figure had disappeared.

When Shi Fu got home, he went straight to the kitchen to see what else was in the house. Rummaging through the kitchen found a bit of flour left over from the last celebration. A rotten and half-pulled eggplant, a few soft tomatoes, several Chinese cabbages, and half a jar of stick noodles.

Looking at these things, Shi Fu is a little difficult, and the recipes in his hands seem to match the family conditions. A little disappointed to look down at the recipe, found that the recipe was sandwiched with a small wooden stick, turned the page with the stick, Shi Fu suddenly saw a piece of food, he can make it now, but it should not appear in such a recipe. I didn't think much about it, after all, I was a little too hungry, so I changed the amount according to the recipe.

Eating food is called 'Ga Nga Er', that is, the stick noodles are mixed with white noodles, and the mixing ratio is three parts of stick noodles and one part of white noodles. The materials at home are just enough, and then they are rolled into a dough lump and rolled into a one-centimeter dough. Then use a kitchen knife to cut cubes that are one centimeter in length, width and height, which is called 'Quack', and sprinkle thin noodles for later use.

I took some shallots planted in the yard, minced them, then chopped the tomatoes a little, put them in a bowl for later use, cut the eggplant into cubes, and shredded the cabbage.

The first step is to add a small amount of oil to the pot, add the chopped green onion and stir-fry until fragrant, then add the chopped tomatoes, stir-fry the red oil, add the diced eggplant, and stir-fry until all the eggplants are hung on the tomatoes.

The second step, add boiling water to the pot, a little more, put in the cabbage, wait for the water to boil, put in the prepared 'Ga Er' under the pot to start cooking, and then put salt, sugar, and monosodium glutamate in the pot.

The third step, boil for about 10 minutes, the soup becomes thick, turn it with a spatula, don't let the quack paste the bottom, wait for more than ten seconds, pour it out of the pot and pour it into a large basin, you can put some coriander, and put some sesame oil if there is no coriander.

Shi Fu went to the neighbor's house to borrow some sesame oil, and after pouring it on, he looked at the pot he made, and thought that he should not be starving to death in the future.

At this moment, Zhou Feng came back, pushed the door and entered the kitchen, and saw the rattle made by Shi Fu, tears filled his eyes, walked over and picked up Shi Fu, and said softly: "My son has grown up and can cook." ”

Shi Fu was also moved and said, "Mom, let me down, it's embarrassing......"