13. Rice cakes
CHAPTER XIII
It was a husband and wife who made the baked cakes, and the two of them had a bad business today, and they looked at the oranges from time to time. They don't care about oranges, and it's not that no one buys them, many people still think that they are cheap and are used to eating them.
Halfway through the sale, a boat stopped at the dock and attracted a lot of attention. It's not that the boat is luxurious, but that the people who come down are dressed very unusually, which makes people look like they are either rich or expensive. There are many pedestrians on the boats, and the dress is also ordinary, and the people are even more extraordinary.
"Little brother, what are you selling here?" It was about a small guy who stopped and asked Songbai, and the surrounding workers spontaneously gave way. No way, this little guy's clothes are better than those worn by the lord in the town. Songbai pointed to the Liangpi pickled vegetable fruit cake to introduce, and the person who came asked for five fruit cakes, Songbai wrapped it in lotus leaves and handed it to the little girl.
Pear blossom poked the orange, "Sister, what do you say those people are doing?" The movement of Orange's hand kept moving, "I don't know, probably whose relatives it is, but it's none of our business." β
There was a man next to him who knew: "This is the son-in-law of our town's Yuan Mansion, a person from the capital." It is said that the gatekeepers of other people's houses wear gold and silver, tsk, we can't compare in our lifetime. β
Someone joked: "What's the matter, you also want to show people the door?" People have to take a fancy to you, but you'd better move things honestly like this. β
The people around him let out a laugh, but the man was not annoyed and continued to eat braised pork with his head down.
Taking advantage of the lack of people, the three of them ate a bowl of cold skin each. The pine and cypress had a large amount of rice, and the orange spread two extra fruit cakes for him, and the amount was sufficient. When the man who sold the baked cakes saw them finish eating, he came over and greeted the pine and cypress.
"Little brother, I haven't seen you before, which village? I am from Xilin Village, and my surname is Song. β
Songbai nodded, "Hello Brother Song, we are from Beihe Village, and my surname is Zhao." It's my sisters. β
"What are you selling? So many people buy? Let the old brother Zhang Zhang see. Song Baked Cake went straight to the topic, Pear Blossom looked at him like a thief, and when he asked about business, he directly called Songbai over: "Brother, hurry up and come over to collect money." β
Songbai nodded, "I'll get busy first." Song had no choice but to give up and go back to explain to his daughter-in-law, "They were very tight-mouthed and couldn't ask anything." β
"You useless man! If you count how much we've earned today, a good business can be snatched away. Song's daughter-in-law scolded Song Yaobi's forehead, and Song Yaobi's mouth didn't even dare to return it.
On the way back, the three of them were very happy, even the always silent Songbai showed a rare smile, the corners of his lips were raised, his eyes became narrow, and his smile was indeed better than his usual stuffy face. "Sister Orange, how much do you say we earned?" Rika can't wait to find out how much money she's earning.
"I don't know, you have to ask your brother, he is in charge of the money." The orange quietly touched the purse that Songbai hung on his waist, and Songbai found it in time, pushing the cart with one hand and grabbing the orange back with the other.
Rika also joined, and Songbai simply parked the car next to it and played with the two of them. He relied on his height advantage to hold his purse high, and the oranges and pear blossoms could not reach him, and he laughed for a while before stopping. After a short pause, I continued to walk home.
"It's not pines and oranges! What are you doing here? Still pushing the cart. The two women in front of them walked with baskets on their shoulders, and when they saw the pines and oranges, they made surprised noises, and the expressions on their faces were also very strange.
"Aunt Niu, Aunt Hua, are you going to be relatives?" Pear Blossom said hello, Aunt Niu and Aunt Hua glanced at each other, Aunt Niu cleared her throat and said, "Songbai, Aunt knows what you think." The apricot girl is not a capable person at first glance, not as neat as an orange. But what you do is not authentic, how can that girl live in the future? Also, you and Orange still have to ask a matchmaker seriously, not to mention the eight sedan chairs, so you can worship your ancestors......"
The more Songbai listened, the more frowning he became, and the orange and pear blossoms were also confused, taking advantage of Aunt Niu's breath, Aunt Hua continued: "That's it, Orange is also a good girl, since you are both willing, let's settle it as soon as possible." When the time comes, give Xing'er's family a few taels of silver, but you can't live with others first. β
Who's going to sue her for what's going on! Orange reacted after being stunned for a second, this is forcibly being group CP? Or is it a stepping identity? "Auntie, are you mistaken? How is it possible for me and Brother Songbai? Besides, what does it have to do with apricots? β
"Don't be shy, orange, I've heard it all. You are also a pitiful, and you can't be completely blamed for this, but there are pines and cypresses to ask for, and pines and cypresses are reliable. It's even more pitiful like Xing'er, I heard that she went home and hanged herself, but fortunately her mother found out early. Aunt Niu took the orange's hand, and she turned her head to see that the temples of the pine and cypress were jumping, as if something terrible had happened.
"Auntie listened to Xing'er Niang?" Pear Blossom's face was not as happy as just now, and the eldest lady shook her head, "That's what everyone in the village said, and I also heard from the people at the door when I had dinner last year." β
Another flower lady also nodded, "I also heard what the door said." What's the matter, isn't it pine and cypress don't want apricots? I've heard that pines and cypresses don't want apricots, but they get better with oranges. Otherwise, why was Xing'er divorced and looking for death? I heard that her mother was crazy at home. β
The three of them left their aunt and went home with gloomy faces, and no one spoke. There is no doubt that the rumors were said by Xing'er Niang, whether it was to vent her anger or not, it ruined their reputation anyway. Pines and cypresses are easy to say, but oranges are not easy to marry.
No wonder her father and mother had such a strange face yesterday, and refused to sue her. She originally thought that something had happened in the old courtyard, but now it seems that her father has long known about the rumors in the village, and he is afraid that she will go to his heart.
She will definitely not let it go, but the rumors are getting darker and darker. She said that she had nothing to do with Songbai, not to mention the people in the village, even her mother didn't believe it. But if she really suffers this dumb loss, she is not reconciled.
"Orange, pear blossom, back? Are pines thirsty or not? Hurry into the house, cool down, cool off. Seeing them coming back with a gloomy face, Chen thought that business was not good, and was thinking about how to comfort them.
"Mother, what did I hear the people in the village say?" Orange drank a bowl of water and went to wash his face again. "Who is talking nonsense in front of you? Everyone in the village is broken, and you don't know it. Don't listen to their nonsense. β
"Auntie, we all know it." Pear Blossom washed her face and came back, "Is it Xing'er Niang who is talking nonsense?" She bit Sister Orange just because Xing'er couldn't marry my brother, which really makes people don't know what to say. β
Chen couldn't hide it, "I also heard it from your father yesterday." Apricot hanged herself, but luckily she was fine, she just had to lie in bed for a while. We don't care if the people in the village want to spray feces, so let them go. β
Songbai took out his purse at this time, "It's okay, let's ignore it." There was a loud bang as he spoke, and the coins fell on the table. Several people's attention was drawn to the money and began to count.
"I'm not dreaming, let's earn this at noon!" Pear Blossom exclaimed, "Sister Orange, pinch me quickly." β
Orange pinched her cheek, "This is still our first day of work, and it will get better and better in the future." β
"No, we'll make more money in the future. This day is sixty-three wen, which is not more than one tael of silver a month. Chen couldn't close his mouth with a smile, completely diluting the sullenness just now, "Tonight, my mother will have more noodles." β
"You don't need a mother, if you have too much and can't sell it, you'll be spoiled. It's better to take a look at it again, but I think it's still very good to sell steamed buns, like Wowotou, you can steam more, and whoever wants to buy braised vegetables can still eat it. β
Songbai nodded, "Orange has a point. When the time comes, Wowotou will sell it for four pennies, and they will spend another penny to buy a bowl of braised vegetables, and those who are reluctant to spend money will also buy it. β
Chen patted his head, "Patronizing and talking, you haven't eaten yet." I'm going to cook for you, I'm going to be hungry. β
"Mother, I'll do it, we ate a bowl of cold skin on the dock alone, it's not that we're hungry. Where did Daddy go? Did you go to the field again at noon? β
"Didn't you go to the field, didn't you keep clamoring to dig a well? Your dad went to call someone and dug it up while it was cool today! Chen hadn't closed his mouth yet, and patted his thigh, "You guys are playing here, I'll go to your aunt and talk to you." β
"Since I have to dig a well in the second half of the night, I must leave them for dinner in the evening, and you will give me a hand in a while, and I will cook two dishes. Brother Songbai, how do you divide this money? "At the beginning, Orange compromised Songbai to manage things, but there was no way, and the money also belonged to Songbai.
"Finally, I'll take it first." Songbai packed the money, "Orange, don't you mind the rumors in the village. β
"Don't mind, I didn't lose a piece of meat." Orange waved her hand indifferently, her mouth was on others, and she didn't care what she said. What's more, it really doesn't affect her, no matter who spreads it, she doesn't care what intentions (although the intentions are obvious).
At that time, she was naΓ―ve and didn't realize that she, who had already been retired from kissing once, had this incident again, and the matchmaker never came to the door again. This is sad for Chen and Chi Dazhu.
Songbai raised his eyebrows and looked at Orange, since Orange didn't mind, he had no reason to feel sorry. However, he will not let go of the mastermind behind the scenes.
"Pear blossom, let's make rice cakes in a while, I still have glutinous rice noodles at home." She suddenly wanted to eat rice cakes, not only as snacks, but also as tomato sauce and chili sauce. Sweet and spicy taste, soft and smooth, stained with sugar alone is another taste, crystal white, sticky and refreshing.
In the past, when I watched Korean dramas with Ji Chi, I was hungry, so I simply made it myself and ate it. However, it was an authentic Chinese food, and in the end it became the representative of the food of the stick country, which really made her and Chi Chi angry for a long time.
"Okay, it's just that you're not tired?" Pear Blossom was afraid that the orange would be tired, and Pear Blossom shook her head, "I'm not tired, and I haven't done any heavy work." β
Rice cakes are actually not difficult to make, in addition to white rice cakes made of glutinous rice, there are also yellow rice cakes made of sticky rice. She likes to put red beans, honey, and dates in the yellow rice cakes, and then cut them into strips and fry them. It's sweet, sticky, with a layer of golden skin on the outside, glutinous and crispy, and the whole person who hooks his index finger moves.