Uncle Quan was slightly stunned, and then said honestly: "Mr. Nie, I don't have much money, but as long as you say that I can do it, I will do it for you!"

"Uncle Quan, my dad doesn't have any money!" Qingqing took a sip of soda and was very honest, "But mom has it!"

"Uncle Quan knows that Qingqing's mother is the big boss!" Uncle Quan heard the fish seller talk about Nie Zheng's family situation, and he also knew that Nie Zheng was a star, but he hadn't seen Nie Zheng on CCTV or on the drama station.

"There must be, I see a lot of them here, I guess there will be!" Nie Zheng pointed to the back of the house.

"Oh, what's this, as long as there are things in the mountain village, Uncle Quan will find them for you!" Uncle Quan saw Nie Zheng pointing at his hand, although he didn't know what he was referring to, but what he could point out was what he had at home, and what he had at home was easy to do, anyway, there was nothing valuable, the most valuable thing was the small red book, but people would not look at his savings of tens of thousands of yuan.

"Okay, just the four-season orange ..... planted in the backyard"

"Those are all worthless things, how can they be used as dowries, Mr. Nie, are you kidding? Take back all the things you like!"

"Uncle Quan, my aunt said that it is good to eat oranges, there are vitamins in them... Vitamin.... Hmm...."Qingqing thought for a moment, raised her finger and said, "If you have a cold, you will be cured!"

"Old man, you are so stupid that you don't know what Mr. Nie wants?" Uncle Quan's wife and Aunt Quan came from the kitchen, still holding a few small dishes in their hands, "Didn't I tell you that there was my dowry in the house before?

"Huh?" Uncle Quan suddenly realized, "The dowry you are talking about is that bottle of blackened salted kumquat?"

"Yes, it's salty kumquat!" Nie Zheng was very happy when he heard that there was really one, "Aunt Quan, how long has your dowry been there?"

"Hey, it's been thirty years, and after marrying this old man and giving birth to a child the next year, he began to soak, and my son is thirty-two years old this year!"

The country lover will say that he is two years older when he says he is older, which means that the fish seller is just thirty this year, the same year as Nie Zheng.

Nie Zheng said that salted kumquat is a dowry in the countryside in the south, there is indeed this saying, the production of salted kumquat is very simple, that is, put the four seasons tangerines that are not needed after the year into a bottle, a layer of kumquat and a layer of salt, until it is full.

Then seal it, put it in a cool place, at least put it for more than ten years before you can use it, if you put it for more than twenty years, the oranges will become jet black, put a piece in warm water, melt immediately, and the whole cup of warm water will become gray and black.

Don't look at this kind of thing ugly, but when you have a sore throat, especially when the pain is so painful that you can't even speak, take a drink and you can speak immediately, which is more effective than any medicine.

This kind of thing is very popular in the halls of the older generation of Cantonese opera bigwigs, and it is actually a joke to say that it is a dowry, but it can also be taken seriously, does this kind of thing mean that it is not worth much? In fact, the production cost is not worth anything, but it has to be soaked for more than 20 years, which is expensive.

Isn't it a dowry for a girl to soak this salted kumquat when she was a child and marry twenty years later? This thing cannot be bought even if you have money, because no one takes that long to make it.

"Mr. Nie, this plate is fried wild boar, this plate is fried poached eggs, this plate is crispy fried river shrimp, my son said that you people in the city like these things, you eat first, don't starve your daughter, and then kill the chicken at noon...."

After Aunt Quan finished speaking, she went into the inner room to get salty kumquats, Nie Zheng was honest and unkind, why did the air outside be so good to eat in the house.

He picked up the table and went straight to the backyard, Uncle Quan and Qingqing also moved chairs, looking at the flowers in front of them and the shadow of the mountains in the distance, eating country snacks, which was extremely comfortable.

"Uncle Quan, this is a mountain village, is there a mountain village?" Qingqing's memory is very good.

"Yes, because the uncle's house is on the mountain, it is called the mountain village, and the houses below the slope are the mountain village..."

"Yamashita Village, the name is very familiar!" Nie Zheng was stunned, Xiaoli and Tang Ning also talked about Shanxia Village, it wouldn't be so coincidental, it shouldn't be, this name is too ordinary, any village that lives under the mountain can be called Shanxia Village.

"Mr. Nie, can you take a look at the right place?"

Aunt Quan brought a transparent glass bottle, which was blackened with black lacquer, and could contain five or six catties of salted kumquats.

"Wow, this jar is worth a lot!"

"Dad, Dad, how much?" Qingqing stuffed her mouth full of eggs and drew a circle with her hands, "Is there so much?"

"More than that!"

"Wow, that's amazing, Dad, you don't have that much money to buy!"

"You don't need money, what are these things worth, Auntie will give them to you!" Aunt Quan pointed to the shrimp, "Why don't Qingqing eat the shrimp, it's very fragrant!"

"Qingqing doesn't eat fish, Qingqing also raises four small fish, their name is ....." The little guy began to talk again, in short, in her cognition, everything in the water belongs to fish, she doesn't like to eat it, except for fish balls, because her mother-in-law told her that fish balls are made of flour and have nothing to do with fish.

"Aunt Quan is too valuable!" Nie Zheng is a person who knows the goods, "It is enough for you to sell me half a catty, and the child will be able to use it for a sore throat in the future, and the child's mother will be able to sing and use it..."

"Not for sale!" Uncle Quan and Aunt Quan shouted at the same time.

"You can send it, but you can't sell it, if you want to sell this thing, you won't sell it for any money!"

"Okay!" Nie Zheng was not polite, "Half a catty is enough, I can eat for a long time, and when the New Year comes, I will also make some myself, soaking for ten or eight years also has a little effect, half a catty can support these years, and it is not something that is often drunk." ”

"Where is the use of waiting for the New Year, let's do it now, there are a lot of kumquats here!Wife, go in and get salt and bottles out!" Uncle Quan was very anxious, and he was not idle, he took a plastic jar of candy and washed it clean, and he didn't care how much, anyway, he filled it up and gave it to Nie Zheng.

Nie Zheng looked at it, and estimated that it could be about four catties, which means that Uncle Quan's bottle of salted kumquat gave him two-thirds.

"Qingqing, go pick oranges, hurry up, Dad will go fishing with you after picking!"

Nie Zheng thought that the squirrel should be hit with a gun, although he likes to hunt, but it is not good for such a cute squirrel to let his daughter see that he is killed like this, you must know that the kind of earthen gun in the countryside, one shot can have dozens of iron sand in the past, and the squirrel has to open holes all over the body.

"Okay, fishing, Qingqing's favorite fishing Dad, let's fish more and bring it back to raise, you have to buy multiple goldfish bowls, do you have so much money?"

"If you don't have it, borrow it from your mother!" Nie Zheng took the small red basket handed over by Aunt Quan and said with a smile: "Qingqing, put all the kumquat in the basket, and wash it before soaking." ”