Chapter 17: Look First
In this era, there was no other means of transportation except ox carts, horse-drawn carriages, and sedan chairs, and the countryside people naturally used ox carts, but cattle were not affordable for every family, and horse-drawn carriages and sedan chairs were not something they could imagine.
Therefore, the family of four walked to the market by foot, but fortunately, Hujia Village was not far from the market, and it only took half an hour to reach the town.
The four of them first went to buy the necessities of the family, walked around the market, and finally went around to the street of Zhang Butcher's Shop.
Zhang's butcher shop is from Weijia Town, and the butcher stall is placed outside his house, with a narrow place in the house, a small yard, two main houses, and a kitchen. There are fewer houses than Fox Xiaomei's house, but the house is better than her own, and it is convenient to live in the town and do anything. Later, when I had the money, I had to build a new house. The yard can also be expanded outward, as long as it goes to the mayor's mansion for approval.
It is simple and easy for the locals in the town to approve the land, and if a villager wants to find a plot of land to repair a house, in addition to various paperwork procedures, he also has to pay a lot of fees.
How can the countrymen have so much money, and after paying all kinds of expenses, how much silver can they have left to repair the yard of Ruyi?
Therefore, most rural people will not go to the town to buy real estate, and there are also those who are really wealthy and will do so, basically those who have daughters in the family want to marry their daughters to the town. There are people in the town, and if there are connections, it will be more convenient to do things at that time.
People are different, and the standards for choosing and dealing with things are different.
Wei Sanniang took a fancy to Zhang San, and this was one of the reasons.
However, Hu Xiaomei is more concerned about whether Hu Lixiang will be happy after marrying Zhang San, which depends on Zhang San's temperament.
Fox Xiaomei took Fox Lixiang's hand and stretched her neck to look inside Zhang's butcher's shop, where there were only old man Zhang and his son Zhang San.
How can a person's true temperament be seen just by a few words of conversation on the surface?
Fox Xiaomei had an idea, thought of a way, and said to Fox Fence Xiang: "Sister, I'll go buy meat first." Regardless of whether she agreed or not, she turned around and ran away, but Fox Fence didn't even have time to speak.
She looked at Hu Xiaomei, who had already run to the front of the butcher shop, and looked a little anxious, afraid that Hu Xiaomei would come, but Wei Sanniang and Hu Dayou were talking to people on the other side, and they didn't see their sisters' movements at all.
Hu Xiaomei decided to find out the information for Hu Lixiang first, she ran to the meat stall, they are all people from the villages around Weijia Town, and they often rush to the market, even if the old man Zhang doesn't know Hu Xiaomei, but he is also familiar, and greeted her with a smile: "Little girl, want to buy some meat?" ”
Hu Xiaomei greeted Old Man Zhang with a smile first: "Uncle, hello." Then he looked at Zhang San who was sitting in front of the butcher stall seriously and said, "I want a piece of pork." ”
Double eyelids, not big or small, straight nose, thick lips, round face, no waist, only the fat circles strangled from the tight clothes can be seen. He is really fat and strong, and it seems to be a little more than two fox fences.
Fox Xiaomei pursed her lips, thinking secretly, I don't know if I will be angry immediately when I press on Fox Lixiang!
And Zhang San saw that Hu Xiaomei's eyes were staring at him without turning, he didn't think much about it, got up and picked up a few pieces of meat on the board, flipped through them, and finally chose a lean piece of meat and asked her, "How about this piece of meat?" ”
Most people are poor and only buy fatty meat, but some girls occasionally choose lean meat in order not to grow too fat.
But Fox Xiaomei just wants to eat a fragrant pot meat.
She shook her head and said with a sly look, "This meat does look fresh, but it's ......."
As soon as the last two words came out, Old Man Zhang immediately came over with a smile: "The little girl has a vision, this meat is all newly killed pork this morning, how can it not be fresh, you see that these pieces of meat are good, no matter which piece you buy, it is good, I guarantee that you take it back and fry the fragrant vegetables......"
Hu Xiaomei looked at Zhang San, who was holding a knife and was ready to cut her flesh at any time, no matter what his father said, he didn't intervene, and said, "Brother Zhang, what do you think?" ”
Zhang San was stunned, he didn't expect someone to ask himself like this when he bought meat, so he only paused and said, "My father is right, which piece of meat do you want?" ”
If you can't do it, the old man will coax people before he opens.
Fox Xiaomei smiled and nodded: "Since everything is good, then I'll choose a piece of meat and fry it back to the pot." ”
Hearing this, Zhang San put down the piece of lean meat, and picked up a piece of fat next to him again, there was only a thin layer of lean meat on it, and the rest was all fat, just looking at it like this, she could feel that it was bubbling oil, but this was really too fat, and eating two more pieces could make her tired of it all day.
Hu Xiaomei shook her head again: "This piece is not good." Brother Zhang, what I want to fry is back pot meat, not fat pot meat, your piece of meat is too fat. ”
Zhang San frowned slightly, threw the fat on the board, and lifted another piece of pork, neither fat nor thin, fat and thin, just right.
Hu Xiaomei poked her finger, and this time she finally nodded, very satisfied: "Brother Zhang's vision is really good, it's just right to take this piece of meat home and make it back into the pot!" Then he gestured with his hand on the meat: "You cut it for me!" I want this way! ”
Zhang San immediately showed a look of embarrassment: "Little sister, this piece of meat is so good, I won't sell it to you for other prices, it's the same as other pieces of meat, but this piece of meat is smaller than the other pieces of meat, if you cut it again, there is a small piece left, I can't sell it, it's better for you to buy it together." ”
It's rare to say such a long sentence!
It's not easy.
Fox Xiaomei pouted, hesitated, took out a few copper plates from her bag, wrinkled her delicate eyebrows, pouted, and showed an expression that was more difficult than Zhang San: "But my mother only gave me so much money, and I don't have the money to pay the bill!" You better cut it for me! ”
Zhang San's brows furrowed again, his hand paused, but he picked up another piece of meat and threw it in front of Hu Xiaomei: "This piece of meat is bigger, why don't you buy this piece of meat, I will cut it to you as much as you want." ”
Hu Xiaomei shook her head: "I've been looking forward to the meat back to the pot for a long time, my father finally agreed to buy it for me to eat, and that piece of meat is just right to fry back to the pot." ”
Zhang San picked up the meat, sat down, and said, "Little sister, I really can't cut this piece of meat, or you can think about which one to buy." ”
Fox Xiaomei's eyes widened, that's it?
Not a little impatient!
Old man Zhang looked strange on the side, I don't know why this little girl has to find her own son to buy meat, she knows what kind of character her son has, she doesn't like to grind with people the most, obviously he has no other meaning, but he has a straight face, his mouth is stupid and he can't speak, and he offends people invisibly.
He looked at Hu Xiaomei strangely, and smiled at Hu Xiaomei and said: "Xiao Nizi, that piece of meat is indeed too small to cut again, it's better like this, you see if there is anything you like in these pieces of meat, Uncle will cut it for you, I will cut it for you wherever you want, how about it?" ”
The little ones are really not as good as the old ones can talk!
Fox Xiaomei pouted, looked at Zhang San with big watery eyes, and said to Old Man Zhang: "But I like that piece of meat!" ”
"Meat is eaten, what does it have to do with preference!" Zhang San interjected.
That's a nasty thing to say.
Fox Xiaomei glared at Zhang, and before she could speak, someone spoke before her.
"Buying things is naturally buying what you like and like."