Chapter 6 The Vegetable Pier That Doesn't Want Money
A low voice passed through the other end of the phone, with a sense of shame and resentment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Brother Wang, it's me, I'm Jiang Xueqing, please don't give me any more money in the future, I'm participating in a work-study program in school now, and the money is enough to spend."
It turned out to be Xiaomei!
Wang Yuan listened to her patiently, and finally smiled, "Don't think nonsense, these are all the money left by the second uncle, the second uncle said let me take care of you more, and besides, I am your brother, and my brother should give my sister a little pocket money!" ”
Jiang Xueqing sneered, "Thank you, brother!" It's just that it's not easy for you, I know, I worked in a hotel, I'm really tired, I'm going to have a holiday soon, I'm going to help you when I'm on vacation! ”
Wang Yuan didn't want her to come, but after thinking about it, if she could go to her second uncle's house last year, or a few years ago, when she was on vacation, but now that the second uncle and aunt have disappeared without a trace, and she has no place to stay, if she doesn't come to me, where else can she go?
"Okay, my brother will make you something to eat when the time comes!" Wang Yuan patted his chest and reassured.
"Thank you, brother, Brother Xiaoyuan is the best!" Jiang Xueqing hung up the phone after speaking, Wang Yuan sighed and put the phone on the table next to him.
Xiaomei he saw when he was a child, he was only six or seven years old at the time, and Xiaomei was even younger, about four years old, with a baby face and a pair of big eyes that were very beautiful, similar to a porcelain doll.
At that time, he didn't know why the second uncle and second aunt had such a big child before they got married, and later heard from the second uncle that Xiaomei's mother was a professional junior who made a living by hooking up with rich people.
Later, Xiaomei's mother was killed by her lover, and her bones were gone, leaving Xiaomei alone and lonely, so the second uncle took her in and let her and her second aunt have the same surname, and changed her name to Jiang Xueqing.
Xiaoyuan asked the second aunt why she was given this name, and the second aunt told him that her name was taken from a poem: Jiang Tian is a color of twilight and snow.
is also because the day I took in Xiaomei, it was a sunny morning after the snow.
When he was a child, Wang Yuan was busy recruiting cats and dogs, naughty and mischievous, and always felt that this Xiaomei was a burden to follow him, and now I haven't seen her for many years, she should look like a big girl!
Wang Yuan recalled the love of his second uncle and aunt, and was a little distracted for a while.
He cleaned up the desk, mixed the noodles, wrapped them in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator, waiting for the buns to be used tomorrow morning.
He closed the door and came back with some money to buy some pork, which had been used for the last few days in the fridge and had run out this morning.
The night market is crowded, in fact, you can't make a lot of money in the food business, but as long as you have a good reputation, you won't collapse easily, because everyone has to eat and drink.
Wang Yuan picked and chosen, and finally stopped in front of a pork stall.
"How much does pork belly cost?" Wang Yuan put on his gloves, grabbed a piece of pork belly that looked ruddy, red and white, fat and thin, and asked.
"Brother, you're asking! I'm a serious grain pork, definitely not an old female pork! When the vendor saw a customer coming to the door, he pulled his neck and flickered, "Fifteen yuan a catty, how much do you want?" ”
"So expensive?" Wang Yuan shook his head, "Everyone else sells twelve yuan five, how can you sell fifteen?" ”
"You get what you pay for, look at our meat, look at this fat, and this pork skin is called clean!" The vendor lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth and gestured to Wang Yuanbi, pinched his hand on the pork, and dipped it in oil.
Wang Yuan frowned, put the pork down, turned around and was about to leave, the vendor sneered, "Brother, I didn't say you, you deserve to be deceived, do you know what kind of meat these people sell?" ”
"Have you ever heard of old female pork and old husband pork?"
Wang Yuan felt that this merchant was quite reliable, what he said was really good, and the lower prices on the market were basically these two kinds of meat.
This morning's steamed buns are famous, so if you want to make tomorrow morning's steamed buns for fifteen yuan, you must pick some good meat, fine meat!
But when he thought of the cigarette ash that had fallen on the flesh, and the two greasy hands, he felt a little sick to his stomach.
Stomp your feet and go straight to organic pork.
"Hey, come back, brother, give you cheap, cheap ......" The vendor couldn't wait to slap himself twice, the bad thing was bad on this broken mouth, and the good business was stunned!
The price of organic pork is different from that of ordinary pork, 151 catties of ordinary pork belly is expensive, and 361 catties of organic pork is not discounted.
But for the sake of quality, it's worth the money!
In fact, this money is also unjustly spent.
After Wang Yuan took the pork back, he first soaked it in cold water for a while, soaked in blood foam and impurities, but the blood of this pork had already been cleaned up, and according to his observation, water was also injected.
Pork water injection is very simple, as long as the pig body is disemboweled, a sufficient amount of water is poured into the major artery near the heart, and this water is left in the blood vessels of the meat itself, which is naturally counted.
Pork that has been injected with water is sticky, has hair follicles, and smells pungent.
The smell is caused by the fact that the vendors use tap water, which contains chlorine and other magazines, which erodes the pork cells and causes them to rot.
Obviously, this piece of organic pork is also this virtue.
In fact, many people now say that the taste of the food is not as fragrant as before, and the most critical problem is that they are all adulterated ingredients, how can they be fried to produce the fragrance?
Wang Yuan thought of the pasture in the fairy garden, and he wanted to see how much it would cost to get in, and it would be great if he could get the pork from the fairy pool.
He twisted the ring and entered the fairy garden, the door of the vegetable garden was open, and he could enter as long as he paid the money, while the ranch was still closed.
In other words, even if you have money, you can't get in now.
Wang Yuan pushed the door, the door was locked tightly, and he didn't know when it would be opened.
He turned around again, and found another door, which had slowly opened a small crack.
He was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward, and at this moment, the door creaked open, and five big golden characters floated in the air.
The entrance fee is 500 yuan!
It's really a flat price for the whole market!
Wang Yuan took out his pocket, and finally scraped together enough five hundred yuan and threw it on the scale, and the door slowly opened.
He rushed in with an arrow step, and was immediately stunned by the sight in front of him!
It was full of all kinds of tools, including kitchen knives, cutting boards, pots and pans, tables, chairs, benches, stoves, ovens...... If you can think of it, you can find it all here.
It turned out to be a tool farm.
Each tool has a golden font flashing on it, which is the price of the tool.
But what is the price of these things......
The cheapest ones are all in 10,000 units.
Wang Yuan turned around reluctantly, and finally his gaze rested on a wasteland not far away, where there were several huge wooden stakes, which looked to be some years old.
Unlike ordinary woods, which become brittle and rot after weathering, these woods exude a bronze glow throughout, with fine textures and a delicate feeling to the touch.
There are also a lot of knives, axes, saws and other tools next to it, and it seems that this tool field also allows you to DIY!
Without saying a word, Wang Yuan picked up the saw and slice a large piece of wood stake ten centimeters thick, which took him two hours, and finally he was so tired that he couldn't stand up.
The wood was so hard that the saw rubbed it like tickling, and it took a long time to cut a thin slit.
However, Wang Yuan finally gritted his teeth and slice the wood. Then planed with a planer, the wooden board at this time is smooth and neat, the whole body is red, the texture is fine, and it exudes a faint fragrance.
Wang Yuan came to the exit of the tool yard with the wood, but there was no balance to weigh it, so he swaggered out.
It turns out that the rules of this tool field are different from those of several other fields, because these tools are clearly priced, and as for Wang Yuan's own DIY cutting board, it is estimated that the vegetable garden can't look down on it.
Wang Yuan threw the color plate on the ground, which he had worked so hard to get, and threw the pork he bought at a high price on it.
He was so tired that he fell asleep.
The pork was left on the board and left overnight.