Liang Zhaodi was rich, she followed the example of her mother, wrapped the one hundred taels of silver in floral cloth and pressed it at the bottom of the bamboo building. She bought some pickled spices at the market. I also bought my father's favorite steamed buns, which cost a total of thirty Wen. Because of my father's arm, the one hundred taels can't move, and seeing that it's winter, I have to buy bones for my father to use to replenish his body. The family was poor, and since his arm was broken, my father didn't even drink stewed bone broth.

Liang Zhaodi walked to a meat stall.

In other words, I don't know the aroma of meat anymore. Liang Zhaodi stopped at the meat stall, pointed to a piece of fig meat and said, "Weigh this piece for me!" ”

The vendor skillfully weighed it and handed it to Liang Zhaodi, and Liang Zhaodi took it. Facing the big bones next to him, the big bones were stewed to make up for his father's body.

"Uncle, how did you sell these big bones?"

"The bazaar is about to disperse, if you pack these bags, a total of thirty yuan, all of them will be given to you," the uncle said honestly.

"Thirty cents?" Liang Zhaodi looked at it and said, "Uncle, you are really a big bone!" Isn't there much meat on it at all? It's cheaper, fifteen wen" Liang Zhaodi stuffed the money over as she spoke, and the big man smiled and said, "You girl, this fine girl!" I know that I can't sell it, so I have to take it back, so it's better to sell it for a few dollars."

Some earnings are better than nothing, Liang Zhaodi smiled, just about to leave. Suddenly, looking at one corner of the butcher stall, some white pork rinds were piled up. It's not wanted, it's piled up on the ground full of pots.

"This pigskin ......"

"The pigskin is pressed, and the cooking is not cooked. Therefore, those who come to buy meat are not willing to ask for it," the big man said, and said with a sigh: "If you go back to killing pigs, you will waste more than 20 catties of pig skin."

"Uncle, keep all the pigskin for me in the future, and I'll give you money!" Liang Zhaodi said

"What do you want this pigskin for?"

Liang Zhaodi smiled and did not respond. Dahan wrapped a bunch of pigskins and handed them to Liang Zhaodi. Liang Zhaodi put it in the bamboo basket.

"This is ten wen, when I come to get it, I'll give you ten wen" Liang Zhaodi said and left with a heavy basket on her back, looking at Liang Zhaodi's departing back, thinking to herself, what is this girl going to do? The useless pigskin was like picking up a treasure......

Liang Zhaodi returned home, took out a hot stove bag, and handed one to her father and mother. The three of them ate hot buns, happy in their hearts.

Suddenly, Wang became a little uneasy and asked, "Zhao Di, you can't steal this bun from the market, right?" ”

Knowing that his mother Wang would not be at ease, Liang Zhaodi took out the one hundred taels of silver from the basket, which surprised his father and mother. asked, "Zhaodi, are you ...... You're ......."

"Ours!" Liang Zhaodi said: "Yesterday, I didn't pick mushrooms on the mountain, but I ran into such a valuable thing" Liang Zhaodi said, and said to his mother, which is the weed that his mother said can cure the dead. That's not a weed, it's ginseng!

"That's the grass, so valuable?"

"Hmm!" Liang Zhaodi nodded and said: "This is God's mercy on us, they all say that it will be a hundred days to break our muscles and bones, and my father will rely on these silver to make up for it, and when we recover, our little life will definitely be prosperous."

"Hmm!" The three of them looked at each other and smiled, ate the stove bag in their hands, and ate it in a big gulp, it was so fragrant! ……

At this moment, eating a bun is happy, as for the recommendation of Wang Dafu later, and the recommendation of the county magistrate, it is a matter of later to be promoted and rich......