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It's only been one night, Chen Dezhi knows about the affairs of his family, and he doesn't go back to the village on weekdays, taking care of the restaurant in this county and city.

Thinking about yesterday or earlier today, Aunt Li sent someone to communicate. This family is really eager for that duck.

"I asked Uncle to borrow some money, I think it's enough." Wen Qian is not good, Chen Ping took broken silver, which was easy to carry, nodded, and originally intended to remind Chen Dezhi of the improvement of this restaurant, but this time he lost his mind, did not tremble anymore, stomped his feet, and slowly walked around in this restaurant.

Chen Dezhi only thought that Chen Ping was going to pay for the duck, so he was upset, but he didn't pay attention to him, took a few pastries, gave them to Chen Wang, and went to the counter and sat down, fiddling with the abacus there.

After two moments, Chen Shanbao finished his work and drove the ox cart outside the restaurant, Chen Ping and Chen Wang got on the ox cart, and the three of them went to the county and city.

After buying some goods, all of which were needed for food and clothing on weekdays, and loading half an ox cart, Chen Ping let Chen Shanbao go out of the city and bumped all the way back to Baitu Village along the potholed village road.

"Brother Ping, if you buy so many things, do you still have the money to pay for my duck?" Sitting on a bag of wheat, Chen Wang was quite worried about Chen Ping's ability to repay.

Not only Chen Wang, but even Chen Shanbao was also surprised that Chen Ping bought so many things, in Baitu Village, Chen Ping's family was not a big family, and even the middle household was barely tight. It's only been a long time, and so many goods have been purchased on this trip.

Wheat, honey, guise oil, and even the pepper, you must know that this pepper is Chen Shanbao, and he is reluctant to use it at home, it is really a waste.

Thinking like this in his heart, Chen Shanbao's whip to drive the cattle was raised, slowing down, listening to the movement in the rear, and seeing what Chen Ping should say.

"Don't worry, your grandmother's money is indispensable." If it weren't for the lack of money in his hand, Chen Ping would have bought more, in this life, some ideals should be, struggle for a lifetime, for what? That's not to make yourself comfortable.

This comfort varies from person to person, but in general, there are two aspects that cannot be escaped. One is material, and the other is spiritual.

Generally speaking, the material is the foundation of the spirit, and the spirit is higher than the material level, and it is pleasant and comfortable, and there are external stimuli that lead to the enjoyment of the spiritual level.

Chen Ping belongs to this category of people, but unfortunately, the material in the previous life was not high, and he barely paid the down payment in the fourth and fifth tier cities, and he was still one winning number away from the spiritual pursuit.

The reason for that situation, the social background, and the overall value orientation are on the one hand, but more because of Chen Ping himself, poor and rich, sometimes think about it, look at the handsome guy in the luxury car, and occasionally express resentment, which is understandable, but people should find the reason from themselves.

If the strength is not good, you have to bear it.

But God, or is it coming? Or the Emperor of Heaven? It doesn't matter who it is, Chen Ping was given a chance, and he came to the end of the Sui Dynasty, a time node at the forefront of ****, a time node where experience and knowledge are still relatively scarce, and people's consciousness information is still in hearsay, and even before leaving the village.

The earth is not a village yet.

Here, in Baitu Village, or in this Liuhe County, and further beyond the Jiangdu area, the knowledge stored in Chen Ping's mind is enough to be proud of the crowd.

"Don't you have enough money? If you don't have a lot of money, it's okay to slow down, it's all from a village, I'll go back and talk to my mother. Chen Ping was still quietly thinking, looking forward to the spiritual life behind, of course, it was more about the material use of this ox cart, and then the spiritual sublimation fantasy, Chen Shanbao saw that he didn't speak for a long time, hesitated and said, "You shouldn't buy so many things, what's the use of that bag of wheat grains?" Wheat rice is not delicious. ”

Wheat rice, wheat made of rice, ordinary people can't get wheat, but Chen Shanbao has no shortage of it at home, and he has also eaten it, and the method is the same as that rice, peeled, steamed in a pot, and eaten when cooked.

But after all, there is still a difference between the two, although Chen Ping has never eaten it, he has seen a lot of historical materials, especially about people's livelihood, and he knows that the taste of this wheat rice is not as good as that rice, and it can even be said that it is far away.

Chen Shanbao thought that Chen Ping wanted to eat the wheat rice, and he kindly reminded him at the moment.

"This thing can also be steamed and cooked, and it has a fragrance, but it doesn't taste as good as that rice." As if afraid that Chen Ping would not believe it, Chen Shanbao waved his hand gently, and the old cow pulled up a ball of dead grass on the side of the road, chewed it, and returned to the dirt road, "Some time ago, I also prepared some at home, steamed and boiled a pot, it was too hard, it was not as good as the brown rice, and in the end, it was all fed to the chicken and duck, which was really a waste." ”

"Don't worry, I'm going to mill this wheat and make it into wheat flour." Wheat flour, that is, flour, is not difficult to make, peel it, find two stone slabs, and process it a little, and it will be done.

"Brother Ping is going to make that steamed cake." As soon as he heard that Chen Ping was going to grind flour, he immediately thought of the steamed cakes in Chen Ping's house, "There is meat in them, and caramel in them." ”

Chen Shanbao laughed a few times, he had also tasted the steamed cake with meat or sugar filling, and it was Chen Ping's father, Chen Xiaoyi brought it over. Not to mention, it tastes really good.

This is just a steamed cake, Chen Ping thought to himself, he just added some ingredients to it. The taste buds of the ancients are really too bland, thinking of this, Chen Ping can't help but feel a little regretful, when watching the tip of the tongue program in the past, he should be more careful and comprehensive.

However, as far as some memories in my mind are concerned, plus a few years of practice, it is still enough to be familiar with them.

The ox cart took the three people and returned to the village in a leisurely manner, Chen Ping arrived at the door here, and Chen An ran out inside, Chen Cripple put down the broom in his hand, and hurriedly followed the goods in Chen Ping's hand and put them into the room.

"Oh, I went to the city and bought these things." Before the cleaning up was finished, Aunt Li's sharp voice sounded, and I didn't know where to hear the movement, turned around from the foot of the courtyard, and saw Chen Ping, "Look, can the dead duck money be returned?" ”

"Pack up all these things, don't get wet, put the wheat on the kang." There is a laborer at home, which is really convenient, probably eating quite well in Chen Ping's house, Chen Cripple is very good at work, Chen Ping is really not polite to him, this guy is still in the transformation stage.

After instructing Chen Cripple, Chen Ping turned around, took out one or two pieces of silver, weighed them twice in his hand, and glanced at Aunt Li: "How many died, how much money do you need?" ”

"You give me a tael of silver, but I am busy today, and I haven't cleaned it up, and your tael of silver is only a little less. I didn't bring the dead duck, I just threw it away. Aunt Li was very slippery, "In a few days, I'll take a look again, there are a lot of hair shedding, maybe after a while, some will die." ”

What does that mean? Are you going to lie to yourself?

"No, Aunt Li, what do you mean by that?" Chen Ping said with some surprise, "It's just a few ducks that have been plucked, is it possible that if a few more of your ducks die later, I will have to pay for them?" ”

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