Soon twenty baskets of leeks and garlic were cut, and several people stopped.

Xie Xuan took out a small notebook cut from rice paper, looked at the record on it and said: "Zuixiao Building, Chunfeng Building, Yunlai Restaurant, and Taihe Building each cost eighty pounds...... Xinghua Village, Yuxing Restaurant, and Ankang Pavilion each cost 100 catties. Xinglong Restaurant costs sixty pounds! ”

Xinglong Restaurant is the restaurant that buys Lai Liuzi's dishes, and later the shopkeeper of the restaurant still found the Xie family and asked the Xie family to supply them.

The two families don't have any big grudges, and of course the Xie family doesn't mind having one more customer.

Xie Pingtian and Xie Ping'an took a large scale and carefully divided the amount of vegetables for each family, Xie Qingshan made a mark for the vegetable basket, and drew a mark with white ash for which one it was, and Lin held an oil lamp to illuminate it next to it, so that Xie Pingtian could see the crosshair on the scale.

weighed the bean sprouts and bean sprouts required by various restaurants, and the father and son worked together to load more than 30 baskets of vegetables and vegetables onto the cart.

When the eastern sky was slightly white, and the faint morning light pierced the dark night, Xie Pingtian and Xie Ping'an each drove a full car and rushed all the way to the direction of the county seat.

After all, mules and horses are livestock, and the load is limited, even if each one is only divided into five hundred catties, the mule and horse are still a little overwhelmed and walk very slowly.

Xie Pingtian and Xie Ping'an were reluctant to sit on the wheels and increase their weight, so they followed with the reins on the side.

The main thing is that if you run back and forth twice, it will take too much time.

Farmers have always had a deep affection for livestock, and not only can they help farmers bear most of their labor, but they also stay in the farmers' homes for more than ten years, and they slowly develop feelings, and they are never willing to let them get hurt.

Of course, when the livestock is old, they should still be killed, and in the era of material scarcity, people will not let go of this protein-rich and nutritious food just with a little pity.

"When I come back, I have to add some beans and sorghum to the mules and horses, this trip is not easy, and I can't get tired......" Xie Qingshan stood at the door of the basement house, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the cattle cart that was gradually moving away.

"Grandpa, do you feel sorry for the livestock, don't you feel sorry for my uncle and uncle?" Xie Xuan couldn't help but smile when she heard this.

Xie Qingshan said with a little awkwardness on his face: "Two big men, aren't they just doing a little more work, what's so distressing?" After that, he waited a little, then turned his head and said to Lin: "Hongmei, aren't there any eggs in the kitchen that I got back last time?" You cook more, the garlic scrambled eggs taste good, eat appetizing, and fry more, they love to eat......"

Xie Xuan heard his refuge in the preface and afterword, and couldn't help but laugh: "Grandpa, you are not right, why are you embarrassed to care about your son!" ”

Lin Shi also pursed his lips and smiled, and said while responding: "I'm going to cook, let's fry some food first, and when they come back, I'll fry them again, and it will be fresh." ”

"Okay! Yes! Xie Qingshan nodded again and again, "Freshly fried fragrant!" ”

Chinese fathers have always been like this, even if they care about their children in their hearts, they will not say it in their mouths, but will only bring it out in action.

Lin boiled a pot of noodle porridge, distilled a pot of grate multigrain steamed buns, and steamed five eggs on top.

Xie Xuan sat on a small bench and lit a fire in front of the stove.

The red flames licked the bottom of the black pot, the wood crackled in the stove, and every now and then a spark jumped out of the stove.

While burning the fire, Xie Xuan's body was hot, listening to the explosion of firewood and the sound of Lin's chopping vegetables, Xie Xuan's heart was very quiet.

She lives in the 21st century, a fast-moving world where everything is rushed, and the world changes in a blink of an eye. Pop this today, pop that tomorrow.

At that time, Xie Xuan didn't seem to be living, but being pushed by life.

Sometimes she wanted to stop and rest, but the anxiety was everywhere, as if as soon as she stopped, the world would leave her behind.

In order not to be abandoned by the times, not to fall behind, and for her own face, she went non-stop to study, investigate, and work. If you don't have a little free time, you can also swipe your phone for a while, watch for a while, play games, or be a keyboard warrior for a while.

She has never sat there quietly alone, watching a cluster of flames burning and jumping, watching a small grass swaying in the wind, looking at the vastness of the starry sky, and thinking about the vastness of the universe.

And in this era when everything is slow, to eat a bowl of rice, you have to loosen the soil, sow seeds, water, catch insects, take back the house, dry, raise the field, close the warehouse, crush, grind, and put it in the pot.

When she held the bowl of rice, she knew which procedure each grain in the bowl of rice had gone through, and knew that there was more sweat in the bowl of rice than the food itself.

So, in this inevitable procedure, she seemed to carry out rituals one after another, which made her calm down and no longer impetuous.

Lin soaked the garlic sprouts slightly in water and cut them into three-centimeter pieces on a cutting board.

Garlic is not grown in the open air, there is no dust and insects, it is naturally clean and fresh, and the washed water is still the same clear and thorough, as if it has just been drawn from a well.

Lin stirred the eggs, the chopsticks hit the coarse porcelain bowl to make a crisp sound of "ding ding ding", and when the oil in the pot smoked, she poured the evenly stirred eggs in the bowl into the oil pot, and the "stinging" eggs met the hot oil and made a wonderful sound.

The aroma soon spreads, and the eggs laid by the local chickens fed with wheat bran and vegetable leaves are pure golden yellow, and the golden butter bubbles are puffed up in the hot oil, and the unique fragrance of scrambled eggs fills the whole kitchen.

"It smells so good!" Xie Xuan sniffed hard, from the ugly time - almost one o'clock in the morning to get up, so busy for so long, her stomach was already rumbling, smelling this fragrance, where can I stand it.

Pour the garlic into the pot and stir-fry it twice, wait for the fragrance to come out, and before the garlic is soft, Lin immediately put the dish out, and the heat is very good.

Hearing Xie Xuan's words, Lin smiled and said: "Xuanxuan will eat more in a while, the child's family is growing up, and he still gets up so early, he should make up for it!" ”

"That's it, when your uncle and second uncle come back, let's go back, I cut a bundle of garlic and leeks, and let's make dumplings when we go back." You can get a good night's sleep in the morning, and you can get up at noon and eat hot dumplings! Xie Qingshan walked in carrying two bundles of leeks and garlic tied with thatch, and said when he heard Lin's words.

"You're busy in the middle of the night, why don't you go back and catch up on sleep?" Xie Xuan asked.

"How can adults have some sleepy insects? Just lie down in the afternoon! Xie Qingshan said with a smile, "Seeing that so many of our vegetables are sold, we can sell them for a lot of money, and I am happy, how can I still be sleepy?" ”

"Then if you want to say that, in the future, our family will earn more money, and grandpa won't have to sleep?" Xie Xuan laughed.

"You little slippery head, you treat your grandfather as a miser!" Xie Qingshan laughed and scolded while washing his hands.

Because there was no table, Lin used a wooden barrel to prop up a wooden board, filled three bowls of noodle soup, took out the distilled steamed buns and eggs, put the dishes in the center with a coarse porcelain sea bowl, and quickly filled a small bowl of pickles from the pickle jar, mixed them with sesame oil, and put them on the table.

"Dad, Xuanxuan, let's eat!" Lin Shi took the chopsticks and said as he parted.

The three of them sat around the simple "table", the residual heat of the stove warmed their bodies, and the hot noodle soup was smoothed out.