When Du Mei returned home, she had time to tell her mother and sisters the news of the duck eggs, and Xu and the three little ones were naturally very happy, and the mother laughed and laughed for a while, and then they rested separately.

On the second day, it was another sunny day, and Du Shu insisted on accompanying Du Mei to deliver duck eggs last night, so early this morning, the morning light was slightly dewed, and he came. He sat in the courtyard and chopped the wheat straw into fine pieces with a guillotine, and the three small ones helped to load the baskets with a layer of wheat straw and a layer of duck eggs, so that the layers were stacked, so that he was not afraid of the bumps in the road and the duck eggs were broken.

When Du Shuquan was making wheat straw, Du Mei took out thirty duck eggs from the jar of pickled duck eggs, which had been marinated for a month, and what they tasted like would be known later.

After washing the ashes and yellow mud, Du Mei boiled the duck eggs in cold water, boiled the water, simmered for a while, then took out the cold water and put them on the kitchen table.

After the duck eggs were brought up to the ox cart and breakfast was ready, the family sat in the courtyard with Du Shu to drink mung bean japonica rice porridge and eat the leftover cakes and side dishes from yesterday. At this time, Du Mei brought the duck eggs out of the kitchen.

Du Gui, a snack goods, has always been thinking about salted duck eggs, and at this time, he leaned over and couldn't wait to take one, and with a crisp sound, the shell of the duck egg was broken.

Listening to the sound, everyone stopped their chopsticks and watched Du Gui peel off the duck eggshell little by little.

"Ahh Du Tao exclaimed.

It turned out that Du Gui had accidentally peeled off the egg white, and a golden and greasy liquid flowed out. She hurriedly put the duck eggs in her bowl, and the golden oil flowers suddenly bloomed in the porridge bowl.

"What does it smell like?" Du Tao sniffed the smell of incense and swallowed saliva in his throat.

Du Gui picked out some egg yolk and put it in her mouth, she didn't say anything, just stomped her feet and said, "Sister, eat quickly, this salted egg is so delicious, I don't know what to say!" ”

Hearing this, Du Mei smiled and took one for everyone, she also tasted it, the egg white was delicate and refreshing~ smooth, the egg yolk was red and sandy, salty and mellow in the mouth, and it was really a taste that had never been eaten.

Because of the salted duck eggs, everyone inevitably had more, Du Gui held his small belly and burped.

Du Mei wrapped up the remaining salted duck eggs and prepared to bring them to the fat and thin officials to taste, and she wanted to ask the fat officials if her salted duck eggs were the taste in his memory.

After the end of the day, the shopkeeper Chen stood in front of the store and looked around, stretching his neck so much that his neck was sore, and finally saw Du Mei's ox cart coming from afar.

The two clever guys took the duck eggs out of the basket one by one, and after carefully counting them, the shopkeeper Chen looked at the pile of blue duck eggs and paid the money with satisfaction.

Old Jiang Tou was not as anxious as Shopkeeper Chen, he prepared four bamboo baskets, fifty of them were put away, and he quickly and politely settled the account.

The ox cart was empty, Du Shu stacked the two baskets together, and drove the ox cart to the Zuixian Building, although it was not five days since the last time, Du Mei thought about talking to the shopkeeper Dong, he would probably agree to accept it.

At this time, it was not the time for the restaurant to pick up customers, so Du Shu drove the ox cart in front of the small kitchen door of the drunken fairy building. The small kitchen door gathers a lot of delivery ox carts and people carrying burdens, people come and go in the kitchen, in and out, seafood, fish, meat, vegetables, melons and fruits, etc., are sent in an endless stream.

Du Mei politely stepped forward to explain his intentions, and a young man ran in to report. After only a while, the shopkeeper Dong came out with a smile on his face.

"Ah, Miss Du, I just talked about you. The duck eggs in the store ran out yesterday, and I thought they were going to be out of stock, but you didn't expect them to be delivered today. The shopkeeper Dong didn't wait for Du Mei to speak, and said with emotion.

"I'm going to deliver duck eggs to the shop on South Street today, and I'll give you some by the way." Dume pointed to the basket on the ox cart.

"Okay, you can send it with them in the future, but you have to guarantee me first." Shopkeeper Dong said with a smile.

He has been a shopkeeper for many years, although the price of duck eggs in Du Mei's hand is higher than that she gave to the store, but if you buy it in the store, the price is different.

"That's natural, you don't want a lot, I must have it at home." Du Mei didn't think about it, so he played a package ticket. She was secretly happy in her heart, because the shopkeeper Dong didn't need her to bother lobbying at all, and took the initiative to ask for it to be delivered with the store.

"In addition, in the future, let's change it to one hundred and twenty at a time." Shopkeeper Dong found that there are many people who want to try it recently, and almost every table has some dishes related to duck eggs.

"I still have some double yolk eggs at home, do you want them?" Du Mei's double yolk eggs were kept and eaten a few days ago, but recently they have picked up more and more, and they have saved seventy or eighty in just a few days.

"Double yolk eggs?" Shopkeeper Dong didn't seem to have seen it, and asked a little suspiciously.

"It's two yolks in an egg." Du Mei gestured.

"Such a big egg, if you sell it for three dollars, you will lose a lot, but if the price is high, I just cook and obviously can't use it." The shopkeeper Dong knew that Du Mei was a friend of his wife, and besides, she didn't seem to be easy to fool, so he just told the truth.

"Forget it then, I'll give you the rest." Selling three pieces of money, Du Mei was unwilling, this matter did not work, so he had to give up for the time being.

When they were talking, Du Shu had already handed over the duck eggs to the guy, and the shopkeeper Dong didn't wait for the kitchen manager to come out to settle the bill, he took the money in his purse and paid Du Mei.

"Double yolk eggs are so good, he doesn't want them, we might as well ask those two stores." When Du Shu saw that the shopkeeper Dong had entered, he turned around and walked slowly with the ox cart, and couldn't help muttering.

"The duck eggs in the store are all sold to the common people, and the double yolk eggs are probably not sold by them, so I will think of other ways." Du Mei was a little dejected and walked beside him with his head down.

"Hey, isn't this a plum?" The fat and thin officials were patrolling the streets, and when they saw Du Mei and Du Shu coming out of the alley, they hurriedly greeted them warmly.

"It's just right to meet your two brothers, I boiled salted duck eggs today, please try them." Du Mei looked up when she heard the sound and smiled.

"Hey, that's great!" The fat servant took a sip of saliva and said with his eyes shining.

"Let's go, there's a tea shop in front, you're thirsty too, let's sit down." The thin servant pointed to the street stall and said.

Putting the ox cart in the alley on the side, the four of them asked for a pot of tea, sat down in the stall, the fat official missed the hometown food, took the salted duck egg, and quickly peeled one to taste.

"What does it taste like? Is it the taste of your hometown? Du Mei asked cautiously.

"It's delicious, it's just a little bit short." The fat servant ate the salted duck egg in a few bites, and he smacked his mouth, as if he was reminiscing.

"Where's the difference?" Du Mei listened to his words and hurriedly asked.

"Well, I was in a hurry just now, you let me eat another one and taste it carefully." The fat servant smiled innocently and scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"You are Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and you will eat another one, why don't you die salty!" The thin servant slapped away the hand he wanted to take another one.

"I really can't say what's wrong at this point." The fat servant rubbed his hands.

"Your house is not far from here, let's go to your house and ask your wife?" The skinny officer rolled his eyes at him.

"Let's go, my wife must be happy to see this." The fat servant drank all the water in the tea bowl, touched his mouth and said.

The fat servant's family lived in a dilapidated alley, and the ox cart couldn't get in, so the fat servant asked the grandmother at the mouth of the alley to take care of it. The four of them took the duck eggs and went into a low house.

The furnishings at home are simple, only some daily necessities, the walls of the four walls are tinged with dim yellow colors due to the age, the house is quite tidy, and the tables and chairs are neatly placed.

"Who?" The sound of the door opening alarmed an old woman lying on the bed in the room.

"Mother, look what I brought you." The fat servant held up the duck eggs to the old woman.

"Duck eggs?" The old woman looked up with all her might, and Du May stepped forward to half-help her up, and tucked a pillow behind her.

"Well, it's salted duck eggs!" The fat official bit the sound of the salty character very hard.

"Really? Will I be able to eat it in my lifetime? The old woman's cloudy eyes shone brightly.

"I'll get you some to eat." The fat servant sniffed and began to peel duck eggs.

"Where are you from? This is not the taste of our hometown. The old woman ate a little egg yolk and shook her head.

"Auntie, this is what I pickled according to what the fat brother said, where is my taste, can you tell me?" Du Mei asked.

"Your duck eggs themselves are excellent, red, sand, and oil, but the word fresh fragrance is not almost hot." The old woman turned her eyes to look at Dumay.

"Isn't that fresh enough?" The thin servant sniffed and asked suspiciously.

"Son, what did you say to the girl?" The old woman looked at the fat servant again.

"I just said to marinate it in yellow mud." The fat servant pouted and muttered.

Du Mei was humble and studious, and she hurriedly told the old woman about the process of pickling duck eggs at home.

"I'm really sorry girl, my son left his hometown when he was young, but listening to me always say a few words, I didn't want to tell you. That being the case, I might as well tell you that there is one important ingredient that you still lack in pickled duck eggs, and that is soju. "The old woman is happy and in good spirits today.

"Shochu? How does it work? And mud? Du Mei frowned.

"Silly boy, that's how much it takes. The next time you pickle it, just roll the washed duck eggs in wine and wrap them in yellow mud. The old woman listened to Du May's words and smiled with the corners of her mouth curled.

"Then I'll go back and try it, and I'll send it to you in a month." Du Mei also smiled. If she really pickles the taste that the old woman said, then her duck eggs will be even more sold.

"Okay, old woman, I've been thinking about this for many years, I thought I had forgotten what it was like, but I didn't expect it to be engraved in my bones." The old woman seemed to be tired from saying so much, and her body couldn't help but slide down a little. Du Mei hurriedly helped remove the pillow and helped her lie down.

said goodbye to the old woman, left the home of the fat officer, and broke up with the fat and thin two officials on the street. Today, Du Shu was going to get the trap, and Du Mei gave him some money and told him to buy some soju from the old ginger shop and bring it back later.

Du Shu and Du Mei made an appointment to meet at Lao Jiangtou's shop, and hurried to the ox cart. Du Mei went to the alleys of the Song Mansion to find Uncle Yang, and Murong Xi had to change the medicine today.