The photo can only be received on the next set day, Ah Gong paid the money, got the invoice and handed it to Grandma to collect, and the three grandparents left the photo studio with each other, crossed the road, and walked along a "street" paved with bluestone slabs of the same length and size. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Xiaoman lives in the village of justice in 1977 also has to be called the justice brigade, the commune is called Huashan Commune, the location of the commune is the street market, and this street market is not a random enclosure formation, it is said that this place in the old society called Huashan Town, hundreds of years ago formed a town market, because there are a lot of local products of good quality, the official road is unobstructed, the folk customs are simple and there are few bandits, every market day, not only the surrounding locals, hundreds of miles away businessmen also rushed to do business, once prosperous.

The inter-provincial highway outside the street also passes through Gongdao Village, where Mo Xiaoman's house is located, although it is rebuilt by the state, but it also follows the route of the ancient official road, which shows that a long time ago, this place was not very closed.

When you get off the highway and step on the bluestone street, you are actually standing on the street market - in ancient times, people who rushed to the market came with ox carts and burdens, unloaded things on the side of the official road, and the large and small stalls full of goods could be placed all the way to the side of the official road!

Even Ah Gong had seen that situation when he was a child, and he described the grand occasion to Xiao Man and Grandma, and talked endlessly.

According to Ah Gong, the current street market has changed greatly, across the road, along the empty bluestone street to walk forward twenty or thirty meters, has not met a vendor, both sides of the house are old houses and old houses, the house facing the street will dig a big square window on their own wall, the window is not installed glass or ordinary push-out sash, but one by one wooden planks are embedded together, open or close are quite laborious, this is also the old scenery of the ancient street, obviously, in the old times the houses on both sides are all open to do business, and then engage in collective ownership, eat a big pot of rice, and then the production team is distributed according to work, people are anxious to earn work and share rationsNo one is doing private business anymore, and it is not allowed, and the wooden windows on both sides of the street are closed all year round, and the prosperity of the ancient street no longer exists, which cannot but be said to be a pity.

Walk along the flat and clean bluestone road all the way, turn a corner, you will see an open land, still the houses on both sides stretch, the middle is the newly opened up people in recent years, on that open land, half of the high rain pavilion, brick square pillars, covered with black tiles, the rain pavilion is divided into two roads, all the way to sell freshly squeezed rice noodles, rice worms, glutinous rice balls, sweet wine, fried dumplings, fried oil balls, open dates, soybean cake, maltose, fried peanuts, Fried sunflower seeds and other snacks and cooked food, all the way so left empty, I think it is deliberate, in case the weather changes, for people to stand in the market to take shelter from the rain.

All the open spaces surrounding the rain pavilion, people can freely sell goods, such as vegetables and beans grown in their own fields, fruits grown from fruit trees in their own yards, or wild fruits and vegetables picked in the mountains, bamboo mats, bamboo shell hats, bamboo baskets, etc., these things, I heard Ah Gong say that they could not be sold freely two years ago, but since the beginning of this year, I don't know why, the market has slowly become lively, and all kinds of things can be sold casually.

In her previous life, when Mo Xiaoman was a child, except for Liu Fengying, who wanted to take her to the commune street market according to the "family photo", when she went to the rain pavilion, the six children only stared at those oil balls, soybean cakes, sweet wine, and bowls of freshly squeezed rice noodles scooped up by the proprietress on top, and then poured a spoonful of oily red and bright pork belly foam chopped pepper tomato brine...... One by one, they drooled, and their eyes didn't move, but in the end, Liu Fengying only bought fragrant oil balls and soybean cake for a few younger siblings.

This time, I followed my grandfather and grandma to catch the market, but it was very different, my grandfather and grandma completely focused on Mo Xiaoman, and my grandfather asked Xiaoman if he was hungry, whether he wanted to eat a bowl of rice noodles with his grandmother first, or a bowl of rice balls first?

Grandma immediately replied with a smile: "Yes, yes! Then wrap one for my sister!"

And her "package one" often becomes a package of two under the intervention of Ah Gong, Xiao Man knows that Ah Gong wants Grandma to taste it too.

Walking around the rain pavilion, five or six palm leaf bags were put into the bamboo basket that Ah Gong was carrying, and the ones in them were soybean cake oil balls, maltose opening jujube twist flowers......

In the morning, the secretary ate the gruel boiled with corn heads, although he was hungry, and he was consumed at this time, Ah Gong said that everyone always had to eat a bowl of rice noodles to be regarded as a street market, and there was more than one family selling rice noodles under the rain pavilion, and Grandma slowly chose the place by Xiao Man and Ah Gong, and finally in the many solicitations, Xiao Man was kept by an aunt with a very gentle voice and a very friendly appearance, and the three grandchildren sat on her stall, and each ate a bowl of cool and delicious freshly squeezed rice noodles.

Freshly squeezed rice noodles are also a long-standing snack on Huashan Street, and in later generations, its fame is even greater, and some people even make this snack in the provincial capital and capital. It's just that at that time, with refrigerators and freezers, people used ice water instead of mountain spring water, and after all, there were so few local flavors.

The practice of freshly squeezed rice noodles looks very cumbersome, that is, grind the rice milk at home, use the bucket to carry the rice milk to the stall, boil the iron pot on the spot, pour the rice milk into the iron pot and stir and cook it into a lump, and then scoop it up and pour it into a special wooden tube, the wooden tube is erected on a wooden basin, the wooden basin is a local unique cold mountain spring water that is called early in the morning, ready to stop, and finally press a big wooden stopper into the wooden cylinder containing cooked rice milk, the bottom of the wooden tube is perforated, and immediately there is a piece of rice flour continuously pressed out, and the wooden basin is spread all over the circle in the blink of an eye, soaked in the cold and transparent mountain spring water, crystal moist, very good-looking。

When eating, take a handful of squeezed rice noodles out and put them in a sea bowl, scoop a spoonful of pork bone broth, and then pour on the brine boiled with pork belly, chopped spicy, tomato, garlic, ginger, raw salt and soy sauce, sprinkle a few green onions, that fragrant, eat even soup left!

If you are tired of squeezing rice noodles, you can also change a trick, master the strength when squeezing rice milk, and make rice worms, which are just as delicious.

Freshly squeezed rice noodles are a dime a bowl, and sweet wine rice balls are also a dime a bowl, after eating rice noodles, Ah Gong asked if he still wants to eat another bowl of rice balls? Mo Xiaoman looked at the white rice balls tumbling up and down in the pot of brown sugar water not far away, and his mouth really wanted to eat them, but he could touch his stomach -- no, people are doing business very well these days, a big bowl of freshly squeezed rice noodles is full, and his stomach is swollen, and he can't hold it anymore!