Time always passes inadvertently, unconsciously, and after realizing it.

The time of the holiday is to stay at home for a day, and the time passes quite quickly.

The quiet end of the year is approaching.

It is very troublesome to buy New Year's goods in the village on Li Youbin's side, because there is no place to buy New Year's goods in the village.

This gave rise to a place of exchange called a bazaar.

Bazaars existed a long time ago, even in the Tang Dynasty or earlier, and many advanced places have fewer such places, but the countryside still retains this tradition.

There is also a pattern to the bazaar.

There are many places to open markets, and the time is also divergent, probably to make it easier for sellers to make money every day.

For example, in Lijia Village, the closest historical temple to them is the 36th and 60th of the lunar calendar, the 3rd, 6th, 10th, and 13th of each month...... These days, there are shops selling things that come to the temple to set up stalls.

There are all kinds of things to buy, and most of them buy fireworks and bamboo door god couplets during the New Year.

The twenty-third day of the lunar calendar is the first day of the Xiao year.

This day is also a gathering of historical temples.

Many people will go to the street on this day to catch the market and buy New Year's goods.

Li Youbin doesn't have to go to the market, because his father went to Longxi to buy the New Year's goods and take them home, and what his family lacks now is couplets and door gods.

You don't need to buy couplets, you just need to buy some red paper, and writing couplets is a simple thing for Li Youbin.

Li Youbin still went to the Temple of History.

He didn't go to the market, mainly to join in the fun.

The market after the twentieth month of the lunar month is very lively, and those who have never seen it in the nearby villages go to buy New Year's goods, some go to buy food, and there are also people like Li Youbin who go around blindly.

It's not just about having fun.

At this time of year, the girls from the neighboring villages who went to college and went to work also went home, and in the next few episodes of the twenty-three, both the girls who were originally at home and those who came back from going out would go to the market, and there were all kinds of them.

So Li Youbin went to the market for another purpose, to see the girl.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Li Youbin was woken up by Li Baoming's phone call when he was sleeping soundly.

When I got up, it was already half past nine, so I hurriedly cleaned up, ate some breakfast casually, and went to Li Baoming's house.

In the countryside, every family has a motorcycle, and Li Youbin's family is no exception.

Originally, I was going to go to the Temple of History on this day to ride a motorcycle, but somehow I couldn't catch fire, so I went to Li Baoming's house in desperation.

Li Baoming's family is similar to Li Youbin's family, and he also has a motorcycle, which is also put in the yard as a specimen all year round, and he moves it every year when Li Baoming goes home to play.

It's quite fashionable to go out on a motorcycle here, wrapped in a military fur coat, put on sunglasses, step on a pair of fake leather snow boots, smoke a cigarette and hit the road.

In fact, it was almost eleven o'clock when the others set off, and they hurriedly finished the set and went home.

Li Youbin There is a reason why they set off so early, first go up to buy what they should buy, and then find a higher place to watch the girls on the market whistle when there are many people.

Rural boys do this, in fact, it is very rude to whistle to girls, like hooligans, and attract people's hatred. But they don't care, anyway, it's just coaxing, and they don't really dare to go over if they really let them talk.

Although Li Youbin doesn't whistle, he also likes to look at girls.

The girls in the village are not as glamorous as those in the city, and they are very plainly dressed, but they do not wear heavy makeup, and most of their skin is wheat-colored, rarely snow-white, and occasionally one or two always look different.

It's not that wheat-colored skin is not good-looking, sometimes wheat-colored with delicate facial features is a simple, natural beauty, which has not been carved after tomorrow, and this beauty is even more attractive than makeup in many cases.

Girls who are naturally beautiful are rare everywhere, and beautiful and pure girls are even rarer.

After staying on the dirt slope for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some leg pain, but the most unbearable thing is not the leg pain, but the leg pain and the hunger alone.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten cold skin." Li Youbin sighed.

"Let's go, let's eat?" Li Baoming lit a cigarette.

"Let's go!"

Just go.

Several people stood up, patted the dirt on their buttocks, and jumped off the mound in turn.

In addition to vegetables, fruits, fireworks, and firecrackers in the market, there is another trade that is particularly profitable, that is, selling cold skins and rolling dough.

The place of origin of Liangpi is said to be in Shaanxi.

The processing technology Li Youbin is not very clear, the shape is a thin dough, rolled up and cut into strips and put in a bowl, add salt, vinegar, green onions, ginger and garlic, mix with some cucumber shreds and eat.

Every time there is a market, the seller of Liangpi will make Liangpi in advance, set up a parasol on the street and put the guy who makes Liangpi in the cart and push it forward, and then put a few folding tables and stools behind the umbrella, which is considered a Liangpi shop.

When Li Youbin's brother came to the place where the cold skin was sold, the boss was shouting at his daughter to serve the cold skin to the guests.

Seeing the daughters of that family, I couldn't take my eyes off them.

The girl was wearing a thin shirt and a long floral skirt on the bottom, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and a touch of pink loomed on her upper back, like a red plum in the snow.

The girl was born with beautiful eyes, a beautiful face, and her skin was as white as jade.

Even so, the father was rough, dark-skinned, and bearded.

Seeing a few young men staring at their own girls, they were not happy, but they didn't want to disturb the business, so they asked, "Young man, come to a bowl of cold skin?"

was shouted like this, and Li Youbin and the others also realized that they were a little out of shape. Find a place to sit.

"Boss, four bowls of cold skin."

"Okay."

Although the boss didn't like the eyes of these young men looking at his daughter, he didn't want to let him run away easily, so his attitude was still very kind.

Li Youbin didn't want to eat cold skin, which was not as chewy as rolling dough.

After a few seconds of silence, he shouted: "Boss, change the one for me to roll dough."

"Good!"

When waiting for Liangpi, he took advantage of the boss's efforts to make Liangpi and glanced at his daughters a few times, and only after he was too full of addiction did he retract his gaze and tell some real or nonsense stories with a smile.

The girl kept her head down, she had long noticed that the boys had been looking at her, but she didn't dare to look up, the girls who went to school in the village were not as open as the ones in the city, and they would still be shy when they encountered similar things, and their little faces were flushed.

A bowl of cold skin can't fill your stomach, and eating this is mainly to satisfy your cravings.

After eating the cold skin, a few people went to eat beef noodles again before they went home satisfied.

Walking on the road, he also talked about the girl who sold the cool skin boss's family.

"That girl is really white."

"I didn't expect there to be girls of this level here."

"If only you could marry me as a daughter-in-law in the future."

"Dream on you."

"Haha......"