Chapter 112, killing pigs and selling chicken bacon, fruit mooncakes are unsalable

At the same time, Li Dalang and the invited butcher drove two mule carts into the village together.

happened to bump into the village coming out of the house at the entrance of the village, "Da Lang, what are you doing here?" Why do you bring someone back? ”

"Uncle Murazheng, this is the butcher I invited from the county seat, and my family's junior plans to sell the family's pigs."

"This hasn't entered the wax moon yet, why are you thinking about selling pigs, you said that you don't know how to persuade this baby, let that girl mess around, no, I'll go with you to see."

The three of them entered Situ Yan's house together, "Girl, this is good, why do you want to sell pigs?" ”

"Uncle Wangfu, this pig only eats pigweed and is not fat, our family has no food to feed now, and we still owe taxes and silver money for the eldest brother's 'more', this is not a pig, what do you pay?"

"Look at my memory, but forget about this stubble, okay, sell it, sell it, this person can't eat enough, what are you doing raising pigs. Okay, you're fine, I'll go back first. Situ Yan sent the people away and led the butcher into the backyard to watch the pigs.

"Your pig is not bad, I look at it and there are more than 200 catties, but there are many people selling pigs recently, and the price can't catch up with the moon in Layue."

Situ Yan understands that there is not enough food for people, and few families can raise pigs. At this time, it will be a loss to sell, but if any family in the village has a black heart, she can't keep the pig, and then her brothers are frightened or even injured because of this, it is even more unworthy.

"This pig sells only meat, sloins, and ribs. Pig's head, bones, internal organs, trotters, and pig's tail are not sold, so you can look at it and give a price. ”

"If that's the case, I'll give 10 yuan, and I won't want the money for killing pigs."

"Okay, at this price, I still have 5 roosters and 7 hens to sell, what price do you think I can offer?"

"This rooster is 25 Wen, if the hen that can lay eggs is only 45 Wen, this is the market price, you can also go and inquire."

"Uncle, I can trust you, and I sold you all."

The butcher realized that the family really had the final say, not the half-grown child who invited him, but the 6 or 7-year-old baby. Although he was surprised, but this is a family matter, he just came to collect pigs, and he has long been accustomed to asking less when encountering problems, so that this business can be done for a long time, and people can live a long time.

killed the pig, and Situ Yan didn't lose the pig's blood, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she put it all into the ring and kept it for the winter to make blood tofu to eat.

The net meat and pork ribs of the two pigs weighed a total of 280 catties, Situ Yan left 30 catties to make bacon, and the remaining 250 catties were all sold, plus the money from selling chickens, a total of 2940 wen was sold. This New Year's pig is to invite the people in the village to eat, but at this time, there is no New Year's Festival, and Situ Yan didn't bother to think about it. I thought that I would prepare something to give to people I knew when I was going to celebrate the holidays.

After sending the butcher out of the village, Situ Yan hung the three hens that had been killed on the stove and smoked them so that they could be stored. Thirty catties of pigs were cut into pieces and made into bacon. This craft of making bacon was learned by her in her previous life with a Sichuan comrade-in-arms.

On the twenty-sixth day of July, the white dew in the twenty-fourth solar term, in the white dew season in previous years, there will be dots of dew on the ground and leaves, but at this time, the leaves are wilted and curled into a ball, and the land can be cracked and wide to stretch out two fingers. The sun doesn't go down and it's not cool.

Situ Yan was lying in the mosquito net, looking at the roof in a daze, "Xiao Wu, have you slept?" Li Dalang couldn't sleep at this time, so he wanted to talk to his little sister for a while.

"Not yet, big brother, you wait a while!" Situ Yan was greedy for coolness, so she only wore underwear when she went to bed, and she was busy getting up and putting on her clothes.

Dressed neatly, she went to the hall, her own room generally does not let people in, one is that she saved all the things that should be stored in the ring, for fear of being discovered by Li Dalang and a few people, and she has to work hard to explain, the second is that it is a girl's room after all, let a man in, it is not good after all, after all, she and Li Dalang have no blood relationship, this ancient man and woman are not at the same table at the age of seven, if it were not for this rural area, she would have let Wu Jin into the backyard at this time, and became a young lady who does not go out of the door.

"Is there something on the mind of the eldest brother?" Situ Yan poured a bowl of water for both of them, and then sat down.

"It's nothing, it's just a little worried, this year is the same as four years ago, it's the same as the drought, there was no stuttering at that time, if it weren't for me going into the mountains to hunt, my father went to carry the work for people, I'm afraid we won't survive, and because of this, my father is tired and sick, this is it!" Li Dalang couldn't say anything, such a day reminded him of four years ago, it was a nightmare, even if the current life is better than then, but he is still afraid.

Li Dalang's situation is called "post-traumatic stress syndrome" in modern times, to put it bluntly, he was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of the well rope for ten years. Fortunately, this Li Dalang is willing to talk to someone, and he can face his own problems, and the situation is not serious.

"Big brother, the past has passed, although the benefits of drought were the same as now, but at that time, my brothers lost their health, and they couldn't eat and wear warmth, so life seemed a little difficult. Now that the family has money, food, cotton clothes for the winter, and a mule cart for going out, the eldest brother can rest assured that our family will be able to live a good life, even if it is dry for another two years, food and clothing are indispensable. ”

"I also know that since we live with Xiao Wu, it is better to get by, but in my heart, hey, I can't tell what it's like, it's just that I'm panicked and uncomfortable!"

"Whether this day is sad or good, as long as we can be together as a family and help each other, there is no threshold that cannot be passed, big brother, let go of the past." Li Dalang's situation requires more care from his family to give him self-confidence, and as time goes on, he will naturally forget and heal.

"Well, chatting with Xiao Wu, I feel a lot better, it's not early, Xiao Wu go back to sleep, I'll go back to the house."

"Okay." Situ Yan went first to the east room, heard the door of the west room ring, opened the door and took a look, then got on the kang and lay back. She knows what Li Dalang is worried about, but she can't promise to be with them all the time, she still has to take revenge, and take care of her eldest brother, if she has the opportunity, she also wants to ride the horse Tiannan Haibei for a turn, she is not a canary in a cage, she wants to be an eagle fighting the sky.

I don't know how long it took, but I couldn't open my eyes anymore, so I fell asleep.

After being busy in July, in August, Situ Yan not only dug a lot of herbs from the mountains, but also picked a lot of wild fruits, pears, peaches and grapes.

Using these fruit jams as fillings, Situ Yan began to make mooncakes, which are more delicious than traditional mooncakes, and Situ Yan feels that fruit mooncakes are not greasy or greasy.

On the fifth day of the eighth month, when San Lang drove the car, carried moon cakes with Shiro on his back, and pulled Situ Yan into the city to sell them, he encountered problems, one is that the fruits used for filling are all born in the mountains, and the people know that they are not delicious, so they naturally don't believe that there is any difference in making stuffing with these. And Situ Yan is for the convenience of eating, so the moon cakes are slightly smaller than the traditional moon cakes, but the price is the same as the traditional moon cakes, 5 yuan a piece. Therefore, many people asked, but few people wanted to buy it.

When Situ Yan copied the book and returned to the market, she found that almost none of the mooncakes were sold, and San Lang and Shiro were in a hurry. "Little Wu, what's going on? No one buys this mooncake? ”

"Fourth brother, don't worry, so that you and the third brother can carry these moon cakes on their backs, and we will also be back sellers and sell them along the street."

"Will this work?" San Lang was a little unsure, no one bought it on the stall, and even if it was delivered to the door, they might not want it.

"Try it!" Situ Yan has her own plans. Walked to the fang area, knocked on the door of a big household, stuffed the door with two pennies, asked him to invite the steward out, wrapped the moon cakes with grape filling, wrapped them in paper, and gave them to the housekeeper to let him take them in for the old lady at home to taste, if it is good, come out to buy it again, if it is not good, this piece will not charge money.

The housekeeper thought that it didn't cost money, and Situ Yan also gave him a piece of peach filling, he felt that the skin was fragrant and the filling was sweet, and it was better than ordinary moon cakes, so he agreed to give the old lady at home a taste.

Situ Yan, San Lang, and Shiro stood on the side of the door and waited, and after more than two quarters of an hour, they saw the housekeeper come out and buy 10 moon cakes with three fillings. This time, Situ Yan made a total of 300 mooncakes, 100 of each flavor. Five went in a row, sold 150, and gave 10 away. According to this method, it took nearly 2 hours to sell out the mooncakes.

30 mooncakes were given away, 270 were sold, and 1,350 wen was earned. When he got home, Situ Yan sat on the kang and counted, still feeling a little uncomfortable. I didn't expect this fruit mooncake to be so hard to sell. The thought of the 30 sent out hurts in her heart, in fact, she still makes money, but the income is less than expected. But Saburo and Shiro are very happy, at least these mooncakes are all sold, and if they carry them back, it will be sad.

There are still a lot of jams, and I thought that I would make more to sell on August 15, so when I first made jam, Situ Yan made a big jar of each one. I had to cheer myself up, this is just the first time to sell, maybe it will be better by August 15.

August 11, the day of the autumn equinox, day and night are equal in length, in addition to being busy making moon cakes, Situ Yan mixed the leftover wheat bran bran with the ground wheat stalk and rice stalk, and began to make fine feed.

Busy until August 15, Situ Yan only entered the city with Li Sanlang this time, and the two didn't have any hope, thinking about putting it on for an hour first, and if it didn't sell well, they would go through the streets and alleys to sell. But as soon as this disguise was put up, I saw that the housekeepers who bought moon cakes last time rushed over, and they all bought the same 20 yuan each, and some bought 30 yuan. The 600 moon cakes were all sold out in less than two hours, which made San Lang regret not making more.

Compared with San Lang, Situ Yan is still very content, she doesn't need to sell everything along the street, looking at this hour, even if she does more, it may not be able to sell out, it is still so good. The things were sold out, and the two of them arrived home just after noon on the mule.