Chapter 8 It's delicious

Distress is distress, but after all, it is easier to sell things than to ask for money for chores for large families.

In comparison, it is easier to make money by buying things by yourself than doing chores.

Passing by a pork stall, Wang Xiao saw that there was only a small piece of pork left on the stall, and hurriedly took a few steps forward.

"Boss, how do you sell pork?"

The shopkeeper looked up and saw that it was a little girl asking him the price in a childish voice, so he felt a little funny, and replied casually:

"Ten pounds of pork, I have the last piece of meat left, almost two pounds and six taels, if you want to buy it, take it for twenty yuan."

Wang Xiao hesitated, after all, there is no refrigerator in this era, and there are a lot of pork of more than two catties, and he can't eat so much by himself.

Pork that can be close to three catties can be sold at the price of two catties, which is rare.

Wang Xiao weighed it slightly, and then straightforwardly took out twenty cents and put it on the board.

"Boss, I want this piece of meat, please help me separate the meat."

After Wang Xiao left the stall, two more brothers, one big and one young, stepped forward to buy meat.

The man who sold the meat smiled apologetically while cleaning up the stall: "Oh, I'm sorry, I just sold the last piece of meat, and I will keep it for you next time?" ”

……

Wang Xiao almost rushed all the way back to the village, she was afraid that the woman of the Zhang family would want to see money, so she deliberately bypassed her door.

When she got home, she put down the bamboo basket she was carrying on her shoulder and moved her shoulder a few times—she was really tired today.

However, she thought again: "Since you have worked so hard today, why don't you make a hearty meal to reward yourself?" ”

Just do it!

Wang Xiao cut the pork skin from the pork she bought and put it in a hot iron pot, and it didn't take long for the smell of pork to fill her small thatched house.

The pork rind, which is cut into small pieces, gradually turns yellow in color and shrinks in size over time.

Wang Xiao pinched a piece with chopsticks, and didn't forget to shake the lard on the side, and he was not afraid of burning his mouth, so he started chewing directly.

Tut-tut, the hot pork skin tumbles on the tip of the tongue, and the rich fragrance blooms in the mouth.

At that moment, Wang Xiao was so happy that he almost cried.

What delicious food haven't you tasted before? It's good now, a small piece of pork rind that is simply cooked makes you happy like this, it's really ......

With a random sigh in his heart, Wang Xiao kept chopsticks, picked up another piece of pork and threw it into his mouth.

My current body is too thin and weak, and I have to make up for it.

Two catties and six taels of pork separated less than three taels of pork skin and lard, although it was a little less, but it was enough for Wang Xiao to eat for a while.

Wash the newly bought millet a few times today and pour it into the pot - today she will eat it open!

There wasn't much millet at home before, and in order to save food, she could only drink millet porridge for three meals a day.

But drinking millet porridge every day can't fill your stomach, if you keep going like this, maybe you will starve to death at some point.

Wang Xiao used an iron pot that had just boiled the pig's skin to cook the millet, then cut off a few thin pieces of pork and put them aside, and only began to fry the pork when the millet was cooked.

After the pork gave off the aroma, Wang Xiao cut some mushrooms picked yesterday and threw them into the pot and stir-fried.

The smoke rose from the cooking, and the whole room was filled with aroma, and Wang Xiao's mood was much happier.

Since going up the mountain yesterday, she has found that she seems to be getting more and more comfortable with the living environment here.

Wang Xiao has a bold conjecture - if he has always lived in this world, is it possible for him to create his own beautiful life with his own mind?

After thinking about it for a while, the food in the pot was already cooked.

Wang Xiao got up to put the meal away, and she muttered, "There is a lot of food cooked today, and I can't seem to finish it alone...... By the way, my cheap fiancé probably went to the town to pick up his brother again, and he must not have cooked at home at this time. ”

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The old man of the Li family, who was sitting in the yard, sniffled vigorously, and said in his heart Who fried pork today, it was too fragrant.

"Dad, don't guess whose family is eating meat, it's useless."

Li Baoping looked at the greed and envy on his father's face, and explained helplessly: "My brother and I went late today, and the pork happened to be sold out, if you want to eat it, I will definitely buy it back for you next time." ”

"Oh yes, Baozhen, you go and give this winter melon to Sister Wang."

"Oh."

Li Baozhen reluctantly got up and picked up the winter melon and walked out, muttering in a low voice as she walked: "I can't figure it out, why I want to give it to her, I want to replace it, I'd rather rot there than give it to that guy......"

"I heard it, if you say that again, I won't accompany you to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone next time."

Hearing her brother Li Baoping's words, Li Baozhen turned her head and stuck out her tongue, and quickened her pace to walk towards the house by the stream.

It's just that halfway through, he suddenly found a problem - the closer he got to his destination, the stronger the tempting smell of meat became!

Li Baozhen stopped outside the door, swallowed hard, and then raised his hand to knock on the door gently.

"Who?"

Wang Xiao had just picked up the bowl full of food and was about to go out, when the next moment he heard someone knocking on the door.

Putting down the rice bowl, Wang Xiao wiped his hands and opened the courtyard door, and was slightly surprised when he saw the visitor.

It turned out to be Li Baoping's younger brother!

Looking at the little boy outside the door, Wang Xiao smiled slightly: "It's you, what's wrong, is there something wrong?" ”

Li Baozhen didn't speak, but handed over the big winter melon in his arms with a cold face.

The winter melon was almost half as tall as Wang Xiao, and Wang Xiao began to worry when he saw this thing, so he could only look at Li Baozhen with an embarrassed face.

To be honest, Li Baozhen doesn't hate Wang Xiao very much, no matter how she says she is also her future sister-in-law.

It's just that he feels that Wang Xiao is too weak and incompetent, and he doesn't dare to resist when he is bullied into this miserable situation.

If it weren't for her kind-hearted brother who secretly reached out to help several times, I'm afraid she would have died a long time ago.

None of this matters, after all, after passing through the door, the woman is in the palm of the hand, and the man is outside, even if you are weak, it is nothing.

Li Baozhen raised her eyes to look at Wang Xiao, and suddenly became angry - you are weak and incompetent, even if you are so ugly, how can you be worthy of my brother who is talented in high school?

Li Baozhen didn't say these words, but helped Wang Xiao deliver the winter melon to the door with a cold face.

He was just about to turn his head and leave, but Wang Xiao said, "Baozhen, wait a minute, you give these to your brother back." ”

Wang Xiao turned around and entered the house, and when he came out, he had a big white bowl in his hand.

Before the thing got closer, a familiar and tempting scent was already blowing in my face.

Li Baozhen was stunned for a moment, stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, Wang Xiao was holding a small rice that had been cooked, and it was covered with a thick layer of fried meat.

"You're ......"

Li Baozhen's face was stunned, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but Wang Xiao had already put a hot thing into his mouth with a smile.