The bazaar is the bazaar that people spontaneously formed in the past, every day, people from all over the world will take their things here to sell, it is very lively, not lost to the festival, the bazaar in the county is a big day to catch the market. The sky was still bright, Le Lang took San Lang to the county in the car of the seventh, and the sixth was also with him, and it happened that the sixth and the seventh also wanted to take something to sell, so they got together. It takes about an hour to get from Xiaoxi Village to the town by car, but it is much faster to get from the town to the county than to get to the town.

Longxi, Longxi, because it is called Longxi County on the bank of Longxi, Longxi County has gone through more than 1,400 years since the establishment of the county when Emperor Wu of Liang was in the Southern Dynasty, and it was once prosperous in the Song and Ming dynasties, but more is that it has been annihilated in the surging tide of history.

Along the way, Lelang saw some people driving ox carts, driving tractors, and some people riding motorcycles carrying things full of things, and some even drove cattle and sheep nearby.

When he came to the market, Le Lang helped the sixth and seventh children to carry their things and occupy a good position, so he took San Lang to the side for a walk. Now there are not many people, Le Lang walked around and found a stall selling raw hot and sat down, raw hot is to put some pig offal or pork slices into boiling water to blanch, put lettuce, seasoning, or put some noodles, rice, and then put some fried garlic when eating, very delicious.

After eating, Le Lang took two bags back to the sixth and seventh to eat, just walking, saw someone selling fritters next to him, so he bought some more, and he and San Lang took one while eating and walked back arrogantly.

The sixth and seventh are selling nothing more than some mountain goods and things that cannot be used at home, and these are specially purchased by people, but they cannot be sold. Back at the stall of the two, some things had been sold, Le Lang handed over the fried dough sticks he had eaten and bought, and was glanced at by the two of them with your very good looks.

Le Lang looked at the things that the two of them were selling, and Fang realized that he was a fool, didn't he have the mutant banana that Thailand got over? That thing should also be sold, not to mention how expensive it is, just look at the piece, even a pound of three pieces is also a lot of money, but when it is sold, more than three, now millet bananas are sold to three or four yuan a catty, this thing should be sold for four or five yuan, even if it is only sold a little, it is worth it, a string of four or five hundred catties, and the rest of the sale will make banana wine, a million profits, and this thing is the only one without a semicolon.

He thought that after he went back, he should go to the village market to occupy a stall, draw a topographic map on it, and let some interested people run over to buy it, the more Le Lang thought about it, the more excited he became, but he didn't expect that he had inadvertently found another way to make money.

The number of people gradually increased, and the people on the market came and went, which can be described as rubbing shoulders one after another. Le Lang took a look, stood up again, and walked out with San Lang, he wanted to buy something, such as chickens and ducks, he planned to buy more this time, and then keep these chickens and ducks in the orchard outside the wall, so as not to be noisy, and buy some grape seeds.

San Lang looked at it as he walked, he was curious, and Le Lang was similar, he liked this kind of rural atmosphere, and a market like this was full of rural atmosphere.

"Wild eggs, wild eggs, pure wild eggs, don't miss them when you pass by." Le Lang heard the voice, looked over, and saw more than 20 eggs on a stall next to him, and the egg seller was a thin young man.

Le Lang walked over, squatted down, took a wild egg and looked at it, it seemed to be a wild egg, in fact, wild eggs and native eggs are not much different, Le Lang can only see a rough idea, look at it, I feel that it should not be fodder.

"This big brother, this is a pure wild egg, the kind of chicken that is, the egg of the chicken." The egg seller saw someone coming to the door and immediately greeted him warmly.

The pheasant is a local name, that is, a chicken that flies in the sky, that is, the kind of pheasant with a long tail.

Le Lang picked up the egg, looked at the sun, as if it was inseminated, put the egg down, and asked the egg seller, "How much?" ”

"Five yuan, one five, twenty-seven here, a total of one hundred and thirty-five yuan, don't want a fraction, count you one hundred and thirty yuan, you see, the whole market is the cheapest thing I sell," Hearing Le Lang ask the price, the seller immediately said happily, regardless of whether he wanted to buy it or not, or how much he wanted to buy.

Le Lang glanced at him, didn't say anything, counted one hundred and thirty yuan to him, the egg seller was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and gave him the basket of eggs, and left happily with the money. Le Lang thinks that he is so happy for more than a hundred yuan? Thinking about shaking his head, he was confused.

The wild eggs in the bamboo basket were well arranged, with a layer of hay underneath, and the basket was covered with something so that it was not afraid of being damaged. He carried the basket and walked swaying, and when he saw a pastry seller next to him, he went over to buy some almond cakes, bean paste cakes, and chicken cakes, and saw a few fat cakes in it, thinking that San Lang had bought a few for him before he had eaten them.

Fat cake in the countryside only people give birth to a boy will give the whole village a wedding cake, the size of a small basin, is baked with flour into a round cake, the inside is hollow, only the outside of a thin layer of cake, like a ball, but not so round. In the countryside, it is a custom to "make fat cakes for men and peaches for women", and the peach is the kind of big round steamed bun wrapped in lotus mushroom or bean paste, and there are also the kind of red glutinous rice cakes printed with peaches wrapped in peanut butter, but whether it is a fat cake or a peach, there is a big red "Xi" character printed on it. Nowadays, some people sell fat cakes in the market, but they are smaller, almost the size of a child's palm.

The fat cake was sweet and crunchy, very delicious, and Saburo gnawed on his face with crumbs.

As I walked, I finally saw a man selling grape seedlings, and the one who bought the grape seedlings was a young woman, saying that the grapes were grafted, big and sweet. Le Lang took a look at it and bought eight trees, each of which cost five yuan, which was quite cheap, and of course he did not rule out the possibility of being fooled.

There were more and more things in his hand, and Le Lang couldn't hold them a little, so he walked back.

The thin young man who had just sold the eggs to Le Langye was standing in front of Lao Qi's stall and said to him: "Ah Cai, how are you doing, where did you make your fortune?" ”

"It's still the same, what about you?" The seventh said to him without a match.

This thin young man's name is Wang Ping, he is from a nearby town, and he usually doesn't do anything serious when he is opportunistic, so Lao Qi is too lazy to take care of him, but people are kind to greet him, and it is not easy to say or not answer.

"A few days ago, I went up the mountain and dug out a few pheasant nests, thinking that I would come over to see if I could sell them for some money, but I didn't expect someone to buy them, five yuan a piece, and I earned more than 100 yuan in a while, hey, it would be nice if I could do this every day." Wang Ping said with a little emotion.

At this time, Le Lang and San Lang slowly walked over.

Wang Ping saw Le Lang and whispered to Lao Qi: "Oh, it's that stupid hat!" ”

"Hmm," Lao Qi heard this, and turned his head to look at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping looked at it, how did he feel that Lao Qi's eyes were a little weird.

(There is a change in the evening.,Strive for early.,Otherwise, it's too late and the state is not very good.,Ask for a click to recommend and collect here.,I'm a little ashamed.) ）