Chapter 119: Buns

There is no one in the supply and marketing cooperatives at this point, there is only one old man in it, Lin Qing blinked, didn't he say that Hu Xiujuan's good friend Er Laizi was working in the supply and marketing cooperatives in the town? But the person in front of him was obviously wrong, or was Er Laizi pressed down?

The old man is a good talker, and when he saw a few children bringing three jars of wild carrots, he smiled kindly, "This thing is not easy to get, I'm afraid that there are so many people running around, right?"

"It's not!" the old lady continued with a smile, patted Xiao Zhuzi's head and said, "This girl made it by herself, and she didn't suffer less when it was a hot day!"

"Hehe, a child who is willing to endure hardship is a good one. As he spoke, the old man reached out and grabbed a handful of wild carrots, looked and smelled, and took a gray cloth with a few patches and spread it on the ground, asking Xiao Lang and Zhang Wenhe to pour three jars of wild carrots on it.

There were a lot of things poured out of the three jars, and the old man's thin and old hands were inserted in the pile of wild carrots and turned over, and after a while, he stood up and said happily: "Everything is good, this girl is really careful." ”

Xiao Zhuzi's face flushed with excitement, the old man said so, does it mean that the price will not be too low? !

Sure enough, the old man took the scale out, and said to the old lady: "This is all good, I don't lower the price, the highest price is five cents a catty, we are all at this price in the countryside, but it may be one or two cents higher in the city." ”

"What's in the city is not in the city, five points is not low, my brother is a sincere person. The old lady was very satisfied, five cents a pound, it was really not low.

The old lady praised it like this, and the old man felt comfortable, grinning and weighing the wild carrots.

It was similar to Lin Qing's previous estimate, a little more than ninety-one catties, and the old man simply gave a whole number, counting it as ninety-two catties, and counted four pieces from the drawer containing the money, and the others were six pieces of one cent, exactly four pieces of six.

Xiao Zhuzi was a little overwhelmed with excitement, wiped and wiped his clothes with both hands, and only after a while did he shake his hands and take the four yuan and six cents, his expression was stupid, and his mouth was never closed.

Lin Qing understood her mood, at this time, the pork was only six to seven cents a catty, the vegetables were one to three cents a catty, the popsicle was three points in the countryside, and five cents in the city. Four dollars and six cents, let alone a child, is not necessarily taken out by many adults in the village.

"Happy silly, aren't you? Thank you, uncle, it's getting late, we should go back." The old lady patted the little bamboo and signaled that she had come back to her senses.

The little bamboo who reacted hurriedly said a few words of thanks, and the old man waved his hand: "Don't thank me, you can send this thing over next time, this thing will be collected all year round." ”

After getting the old man's words, Xiao Zhuzi became more and more excited, and after following the old lady out of the supply and marketing cooperative, he was still staring at the four pieces of six in his hand, as if he was enchanted.

got on the donkey cart, Lin Qing asked her to quickly collect the love, hide the money, and think about how to tell the family when she got home, Xiao Zhuzi waved her hand and said that it was okay, "I'll just tell my mother secretly, my mother is much easier to talk than my mother." ”

Lin Qing thought about it, "Your mother is much stronger than your mother, but this is not necessarily, go back and let my grandmother talk to your mother, don't be too sincere, except for your mother, no one else can say anything." ”

"Don't worry, I know for myself. Xiao Zhuzi's love gradually subsided, but the two hands still covered the stomach of the blouse, where there was a hidden pocket, and her four pieces of six were placed there.

The old lady sat in front of the car, listening to the "whispering" of Lin Qing and Xiaozhuzi, she really didn't know what to say, and the two children were more attentive than the other.

When she passed by a restaurant selling steamed buns in a town when she went back, Xiaozhuzi yelled for the old lady to stop, she wanted to go down and buy a few steamed buns for Lin Qing to eat, and it was the kind of big meat buns, which she still heard others say.

The old lady couldn't stop it, so she had to pull over and park the car, and then watched Lin Qing and Xiaozhuzi jump out of the car and enter the state-run restaurant that sold steamed buns hand in hand. The old lady twitched the corners of her mouth, these two stupid children, they asked for food stamps to buy buns, rummaged through their pockets, found a one-pound food stamp and handed it to Xiao Lang, "Hurry up and send it to those two children." ”

Xiao Lang took the food stamps funny and turned his head to ask Zhang Wenhe if he wanted to go over together, Zhang Wenhe glanced at the old lady, and the old lady waved her hand and asked them both to go. The two boys are fifteen and thirteen, which is half an adult, and the two of them look at the two girls and the old lady are also relieved, after all, the donkey cart can't be unattended.

Xiao Lang and Zhang Wenhe had just entered the store, Lin Qing and Xiao Zhuzi were loading buns into a small cloth bag that Lin Qing was carrying, and the two of them ran over to see that more than a dozen of that kind of big meat buns were filled with a big dustpan.

Zhang Wenhe has seen this kind of bun in the county, one is bigger than the palm of an adult, with white dough and pork filling, the portion is very large and the taste is very good, but it is also not cheap, a bun costs a dime plus a tael of food stamps.

The two of them looked dumbfounded at the ten big meat buns in the dustpan, and there were also a few in the small bags, these more than ten big meat buns cost more than a dollar plus more than a pound of food stamps, these two girls are really willing to ...... No, where did the little girl get the food stamps?!

As if seeing Xiao Lang and Zhang Wenhe's worries, Lin Qing kindly explained, "I'll take the milk." "She took the food stamps from the old lady, the kind that is used throughout the country, and she put several of them in the space, so that she can take them out and use them when she needs them.

Xiao Lang breathed a sigh of relief, asked Zhang Wenhe to go out and talk to the old lady, and then asked the waiter in the store to sell a small bag of flour, packed the big meat buns on the dustpan, and beckoned Lin Qing and Xiaozhuzi to leave quickly with the buns.

As soon as I left the store, I met the old lady, and the old lady glared at the bun in Xiao Lang and Xiao Zhuzi's arms, "Why are these two unlucky children willing to do it?!

Lin Qing and Xiaozhuzi didn't care either, and got on the donkey cart with a smile and began to subcontract.

The buns are still hot, one for each of the five people in the car, and there are still eight left in the bag, Xiaozhu was originally bold and took out a piece of three, and Lin Qing issued a food stamp, but the last piece of three in three was also forced out by Lin Qing.

Nibbling on the buns and small bamboos one by one, she felt very fragrant, and she said to Lin Qing with great ambition: "I earned four yuan six this year, and I will prepare early next year and strive to earn a big unity!"

Lin Qingchao gave her a thumbs up, "Ambitious!"

Zhang Wenhe also joined in the fun, "If you can really earn Zhang Da unity next year, you have to invite me to eat stir-fried vegetables, and I can come over to help next year." ”

"Okay!" said the little bamboo.

Lin Qing glanced at the big meat bun in her hand, it was too big, she couldn't finish it, she ate a small half of Xiao Lang in a few bites, and seeing that Xiao Zhuzi and Zhang Wenhe were still talking, Lin Qing secretly pulled the corner of Xiao Lang's clothes. (To be continued.) )