At this time, Jiangxi began to miss a drink she drank in her previous life, sour plum soup.

"Mother, do we have plums at home?"

Jiangxi was so hot that he didn't want to blurt out this.

She wondered how there could be such a thing at home.

However, as soon as Jiang Xi said it, Li immediately went back to the house, took out a package of things wrapped in yellow paper from it, handed it to Jiang Xi, and asked:

"Xi'er, what kind of plum are you talking about, isn't this thing? I remember, your father seems to have said before, this is indeed called Mei. ”

Jiang Xi turned out to be a bag of yellow paper, opened it and took a look.

Sure enough, it's a plum, but it's not the kind of black plum, but it looks very similar to the dry lover plum of the 21st century.

"How's that, isn't it?" Lee asked again.

This thing was bought last year when she was studying in her father-in-law.

I saw that he sometimes took two to eat, but he didn't seem to be very willing to eat them, and when I asked him, he said that he would take them and eat them with his classmates. After all, a man always wants some face and food outside, so as not to make people look down on him and know the situation in our family. ”

While Li was talking, he was cleaning up his dirty clothes, which were all to be washed by the small stream on the back mountain.

The river in front of them is too far away, and although the distance in the back mountain is not close, it can be reached in less than half an hour.

Li packed up and planned to go out.

"Xi'er, you watch the house at home, and my mother will go to wash the clothes first."

Jiang Xi answered, but he was sighing in his heart.

The family had such a hard time, but her nominal father used the money to buy these things to eat.

The most important thing is that no one in the family has ever eaten this thing except him.

Is face important? Is it important to let people know that he is not doing well at home?

Jiang Xi sneered, the more he cared about this kind of fake face, the more he actually lost his true face.

The plum has been dried in the sun, and even though I bought it last year, I can still smell the unique fragrance of the plum until now.

Jiang Xi took one and put it in his mouth.

Sour, very sour.

She wanted to know how Jiang Xiucai felt when she tasted this plum.

Feeling is only a matter of a moment, and now she doesn't have so much time to do this.

Jiang Xi suddenly thought of plum soup in her mind just now, and now, she really wanted to make this thing.

She remembered that sour plum soup was originally a drink in Beijing, although the boundary and dynasty were wrong, but Jiangxi thought that the kind of thing that used to be in the capital, at least in a small town like theirs, should not appear.

Summer is so long, if you can make the sour plum soup out, maybe you can make a lot of money again.

In a good mood, the sun is shining on my body, and I don't even feel so hot.

The next day, the morning was sunny again, but the temperature didn't seem to be as high as yesterday.

Jiang Xi came to the town.

Since the last time she came out alone, Li has been relieved of her, and now if she can't come, she won't come.

Jiang Xi held a few coins of silver in her hand, which she took out and brought with her last night.

The place where the silver is hidden is very secret, and she is afraid that if she goes to get it in the morning, she will be seen by someone who cares.

The first place Jiangxi went to was Dr. Yuan's pharmacy, the wine was sold, and she, the winemaker, also had to come to do an after-sales service, so as to reflect her sincerity, right?