In just over half an hour, Sang Zhiheng got back duck neck, roast chicken, roast duck, finger cakes, cold dishes, Sprite, Coke or something, full of big bags.

"I'm a good girl, husband, you just bought so many things in a while?"

"Buy? How can it be? Let me tell you, wife, these are the most sought-after snacks in our Gangcheng County, you said this duck neck, this is the one in the Eastern District, and you have to queue for half an hour just to queue up. And this finger cake, I have to squeeze off a layer of skin every time I go to buy it. Look at this roast chicken, it's still hot, this is the Sun family's roast chicken. ”

Looking at her husband like a treasure, Shen Jiaqi was very surprised.

"I didn't buy it, how did I get it?"

"When I went to buy batteries, I happened to meet the son of the director of the bureau who didn't know what was going on, and they purchased a lot of these things, and they put them next door to the car battery factory, and I went over to get a little bit by the way."

When Shen Jiaqi heard this, she tore off a chicken leg and took a big bite.

"Well, yes, husband, it tastes really good."

Both of them are hungry, when they are in the sky, breathing the air of the heavenly court, mortals will not feel hungry, but when they are in the mortal world, it is different. If you don't eat, you'll be hungry and dizzy.

A gust of wind swept away the clouds, and all that was left on the ground was bone slag and cans and bottles.

Sang Zhiheng wiped his fat hands on the grass, pinched a straw stick, and was busy installing the battery while picking his teeth.

This wild meal, the two of them don't feel cold now. After all, it is a real body that has been cultivated, and it is much stronger than the physical fitness of ordinary people.

After installing the battery, Sang Zhiheng took out the key, got into the car, and pressed the start button, and it was on fire.

"Let's go, wife, let's go home."

In fact, the tires of Sang Zhiheng's car have been buried in grass.

Fortunately, the tires of this car are really good, and there is no air leakage.

When I entered the bar, it was summer, and when I came out now, it was already late autumn. Along the way, Sang Zhiheng saw a large piece of persimmons hanging red on the trees on the mountain, which was particularly beautiful.

"If my mother is in the village, I will pick some persimmons, wrap them in corn paste, and let my mother spread pancakes for me to eat."

"Husband, you stop the car, let's go over and pick some, I'll ask my mother to spread some for us."

"That's right, my mother went to the beach to coax the child, don't I still have a mother-in-law."

So, Sang Zhiheng parked his Land Rover halfway up the mountain, and then got off with Shen Jiaqi and came to the edge of a few persimmon trees on the mountain.

These persimmon trees are very thick, about a mile away from where they parked, and the terrain is very steep, and the car can't get up.

In the first few years, there were many people buying persimmon trees in Gangcheng County, and many wild persimmon trees in the mountains were dug up. And those people came up with some gimmicks in order to sell persimmon trees, saying that after buying persimmon trees, planting them at home is "rich and powerful (persimmon)". And those who only bought one, those who sold persimmon trees persuaded him to buy a second one, saying that buying one tree is not good, and buying one tree will "make nothing (persimmon)", and must buy two, called "good things (persimmon) into pairs".

Anyway, in those two years, the price of this persimmon tree was very high, and it is estimated that the persimmon tree that Sang Zhiheng and they plan to pick persimmons now can't buy without eighty or ninety thousand.

However, the location of these persimmon trees is really steep, and the excavator can't come up, so they barely save their lives.

Sang Zhiheng climbed one of them, pinched it, and found that the persimmon was already very soft.

This kind of persimmon is called baked persimmon, and it is most suitable for pancakes.

Looking at the persimmons on the tree, Sang Zhiheng shook his head and said: "The conditions of children are much better now, there is no hunger for this at all, if I were a child, I would be able to give him the persimmons of this tree alone." ”

"Persimmon is not valuable, Huangzhuang collects one dollar a catty, and you can eat enough to buy three yuan. Moreover, the persimmons on this tree have just been picked and cannot be eaten, and they have to rot. ”

Sang Zhiheng nodded, pinched the persimmon that had become a baked persimmon, and tasted it, although it was already very soft, it was still a little astringent.

"Rotten persimmon" refers to the method of processing persimmons plucked from trees.

Persimmons picked from the tree cannot be eaten directly, they are very astringent to eat, and they are not good for the body. For persimmons plucked from the tree, farmers have three ways to process the persimmons to the extent that they are edible. One is called dried persimmons, the other is rotten persimmons, and the last one is what Sang Zhiheng is making now, picking up the pancakes at home.

Sang Zhiheng never eats persimmons, because he knows the origin of persimmons.

In autumn, when the persimmon leaves fall, the persimmons hanging on the tree are all ripe, and then the fruit grower picks all the persimmons from the tree, spreads them out on a mat, and begins to dry. Persimmon cakes have to be dried for a long time, except for rainy days, day and night. Every morning, turn the persimmon over and dry the other side. But some of this persimmon has been cracked, and it is sticky when touched, so some unhygienic old ladies will spit on their hands, while spitting, while turning the persimmons, which is basically the case in all places where persimmons are dried. Because Sang Zhiheng has seen this kind of scene, he never eats persimmons, he thinks that eating persimmons is eating the spittle of old ladies.

If the little girl is asked to dry the persimmons, it is estimated that Sang Zhiheng will be willing to eat them.

And there are two ways to rot this rotten persimmon, one is to rot with water, and the other is to rot with wine. If you rot with water, it will rot in about twelve hours. The method of rotting with water is to soak the washed persimmons in water at 434 degrees Celsius for about 12 hours. To rot with wine, the persimmons are washed with wine, and then placed in a sealed bag for a week, and then they can be eaten.

Sang Zhiheng, who is a mountain man, has experienced these things.

After picking a large bag of persimmons, Sang Zhiheng and Shen Jiaqi went directly to Fenghuangling Village, which is Shen Jiaqi's maiden home.

Sang Zhiheng's father-in-law and mother-in-law were startled, they had not been able to contact their daughter and son-in-law for several months, and the two of them appeared together, carrying a large bag of baked persimmons, which was a little confusing.

"What about starting a business? Still following his grandparents in Qingdao? ”

"Mother, Liye is weaned, and I have to live with his grandmother for a while."

Shen Chao was very excited when he saw his sister and brother-in-law coming: "Brother-in-law, let me tell you, they blew up the tic-tac-toe rock, and there was really a big python in it, I saw it, but our parents didn't let me talk nonsense." ”

"What are children talking about?"

When Sang Zhiheng heard this, he was a little interested, looked at his father-in-law and asked, "What are they doing with that?" ”

Sang Zhiheng's father-in-law said: "What kind of archaeology is it talking about? ”

"Archaeology?"

"Don't ask, the village has been notified, and no one can talk about this matter in the future."

Sang Zhiheng nodded, and at this time, his mobile phone rang.

He figured out a Nokia 3100, which is his Three Realms mobile phone, a super mobile phone that can connect to calls from the underworld or the heavenly court.

He looked at the caller ID and saw that the number on it was 119.

He was stunned, why did 119 still call him? No, this phone is a Three Realms phone, not an outside 119.

At this time, Shen Jiaqi's mobile phone also rang, and he also took it out to see.

Shen Jiaqi's younger brother, Sang Zhiheng's brother-in-law, looked at it and asked a little puzzled: "Sister, brother-in-law, what kind of mobile phone are you, why is it so old?" ”

"I said Jiaqi, are you bankrupt, how can you use the elderly machine?"

Hearing his wife speak so inattentively, Lao Shen glared at his wife: "What are the bear girls talking nonsense, there is no auspicious word." ”

"Mother, we are not bankrupt, there is too much money to spend."

The mobile phone kept ringing, but Sang Zhiheng and Shen Jiaqi didn't answer.

"Who's calling?" Shen Jiaqi's mother said urging on the side.

As soon as Sang Zhiheng heard this, he stood up and walked out, and then pressed the answer button while walking out of the door.

"Dear user 16888, your phone bill has insufficient points, please replenish the phone credit points in time, if not, we will stop your phone."

When Sang Zhiheng heard this, a thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

"Liu Milk Tea, you, my sister hasn't received half of your task yet, so this phone can't be used? Where am I going to pay my phone bill? ”