Zhang Jianguo was so happy by Han Song's words that the wrinkles on his face increased a lot, and he took out a bag of steamed buns and put them in Han Song's back basket: "This is the leftover steamed buns this morning, if you don't dislike it, take it back and eat it." ”

White-flour steamed buns, Qin Min's eyes lit up, although they also have steamed buns to eat now, but the steamed buns they eat are all made of the kind of thick and hard nest head, which is so unpalatable that they are so bad that they are made of special flour and yeast old noodles, which are white and soft, and they taste very delicious.

The two thanked Zhang Jianguo, Han Song took Qin Min to the supply and marketing cooperatives to find people he knew, the people of the supply and marketing cooperatives are a great existence in this era, Han Song accompanied a smile to a few salesmen who were chatting uncles and aunts greeted him, Qin Min immediately understood, he didn't know these people at all, this is now known, but she didn't think there was anything about it, it seems that Han Song has a lot of sales potential, how could he have decided that Han Song was a useless honest person in his last life.

Qin Min didn't say anything, watching Han Song say good things to them for a long time, he really let Han Song buy a bag of salt, ten catties, which was enough for Qin Min to use for a while, on the way back, Qin Min was not stingy with his praise for Han Song at all, but made Han Song very shy: "Qin Min, don't praise me, in fact, you can also see that I don't know them at all, they may also pity me, I thought you would despise me for begging so lowly." ”

In the past, Qin Min did not do less such things, she had her own high level, and she didn't disdain to ask for people at all, now that she is living again, she naturally knows that life is not easy, where can there be such an idea, she told Han Song her thoughts very seriously, and Han Song showed a smile on his face.

Today's income from selling fish and chicken fir is quite considerable, there are still about 20 yuan left after buying salt, plus the steamed buns sent by Zhang Jianguo, Qin Min felt that the whole sky was a lot clearer, she decided to continue to go up the mountain with Han Song to pick up chicken fir , Han Song was also beaten with chicken blood, the two of them didn't even eat when they got home and went up the mountain with two steamed buns, but this torch chicken fir is not all over the mountain, other villagers also came to pick up chicken fir fir , they finished looking for the whole mountain, and they only picked up two catties, which was enough for the two to be happy, That's four dollars.

The two picked up a lot of porcini mushrooms, they bought salt now, Qin Min thought about it, Han Song's house has a big wooden barrel, she plans to put the salted porcini mushrooms in it, Huang Yuzhen is very fond of Qin Min now, I heard that she wants to use her wooden barrel and immediately asked Han Song to send the wooden barrel to Qin's house.

Xu Shaozhi and Han Song watched with some surprise as Qin Min salted the porcini mushrooms, and Xu Shaozhi asked Qin Min cautiously: "Xiaomin, where did you learn this method of salting porcini mushrooms?" ”

Qin Min smiled and said, "Mother, I saw this in the book in the school library. ”

Hearing Qin Min say this, Xu Shaozhi nodded, it seems that this reading is indeed useful, she has lived to be almost forty years old, but she doesn't know that this porcini mushroom can be salted and eaten, but this is also normal, everyone in the village has what to eat, where will they think about what to eat.

Then the three of them cleaned up a room of the Qin family stacked with sundries to make a baking room, the shelves in this baking room are easy to do, that is, this fire dragon needs to be done when the house is just built, when the foundation is filled, it is very troublesome to do it now.