Soon after, Zhou Yi's father Zhou Zhongguo also came, and also brought Zhou Xiaoshu and Zhou Xiaohua next door, if it wasn't for Zhou Xiaoshu running over to report the news today, Zhou Yi would not have known that there was danger at home at the first time, so it was also appropriate to call them to dinner.

Everyone sat under the osmanthus tree, looking at so many dishes, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, Song Xi gave Zhou Xiaoshu and Zhou Xiaohua a full bowl of coarse grain rice, afraid that they would be embarrassed to pick up vegetables, and gave them a lot of vegetables, and said softly, "Xiaoshu, Xiaohua, you eat." ”

"Thank you, little auntie." The two children thanked Song Xi with some restraint, fortunately Song Xi sat next to them, otherwise they would be more nervous, especially Zhou Xiaoshu, he felt that he had just done a very ordinary little thing, he didn't expect that Uncle Zhou Yi would call them over for dinner, and made so many delicious things, pheasant, fish and bacon, more hearty than everyone ate on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Knowing that Song Xi was afraid of snakes, Zhou Yi put the snake soup in front of Sheng Jiahe, far away from Song Xi, Song Xi only ate egg custard, bacon fried sweet potato stalks, vinegared shredded potatoes and fish head soup, and she didn't touch other dishes.

Zhou Zhongguo didn't like to stay with young people, he felt noisy and had no common topic, so he hurriedly ate a bowl of rice and left, Zhou Xiaoshu and Zhou Xiaohua, young and small, ate well and went home quickly.

There were only five of them left at the dinner table, and Zhou Ping sighed while eating, "Zhou Yi, I didn't expect your cooking skills to improve so much, this shredded potato is crisp and refreshing, diced potatoes, spicy and soft, it's really delicious." ”

"These two dishes were not made by me, they were made by Xiaoxi." Zhou Yi told the truth, and after speaking, he looked at Song Xi very gently, and fed a bowl of dog food to a few single dogs opposite.

"It's delicious, it's very delicious, it's better than what the chef of that state-run hotel makes." Sheng Jiahe occasionally goes to a state-run restaurant for a big meal, but he didn't expect to eat something even better here than a state-run restaurant today.

He was really envious of Zhou Yi, he was so lucky to meet Song Xi.

"It's not that I'm making it, it's the potatoes, it's delicious when you make it." Song Xi didn't dare to admit that her skills were good, otherwise what would happen to this group of people coming to the door every day in the future, she wouldn't be a cook.

After a meal, Song Xi felt that Zhou Yi's friends were really good, they were together, and they didn't talk about meat jokes, you must know that when men are together, their favorite thing to talk about is about women, which seems extremely obscene, but here, they are not like this, and the eyes of several people are very simple and pure, and they look like kind-hearted people.

Song Xi is also not willing to associate with people with heart, and there will be no danger in associating with people like them.

Moreover, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and it is always right to have a good relationship with good neighbors and friends, not to mention that little 'Song Xi' has no distant relatives, and those people in the Song family are all demons.

"You eat slowly, I'm full." Song Xi sent the dishes and chopsticks back to the stove house, and soon brought a few cups of green tea.

When Song Xi came over with tea, she happened to hear them talking about field chickens, she handed the bamboo cups to a few people, sat down next to Zhou Yi, and asked curiously, "You were just talking about field chickens, what's wrong with field chickens, is there any problem?" ”

"We said we'd go catch some pheasants in the evening and come back to eat." Zhou Ping explained.

Song Xi knew that people in the poor era ate everything, especially in the first two years, grass roots, leaves, grasshoppers, and insects, so it was actually quite normal to eat rat meat and field chicken.

The original little 'Song Xi' is acceptable, because everyone survives like this, but now she is a modern Song Xi, so she can't accept the matter of eating wild meat, but she won't look down on others, because she knows that it is not easy for everyone.

"There is a shortage of materials, the supply in the city grocery stores is very tight, and it is difficult for people in the city to buy food and fresh vegetables, even if they have money and tickets, it is useless, because there are so many supplies every day. Field chicken is also a meat dish! Or try it out at the commune's bazaars and buying stations, and maybe you can increase your income. If it weren't for the fact that these people had a good relationship with Zhou Yi, she wouldn't have reminded them.

Nowadays, private trading is speculation, digging the foot of the socialist wall, but there are still bazaars allowed by the top, allowing farmers to do some trading with agricultural products, otherwise the peasants will starve to death, who will grow food, the people above also have their own considerations, some things are not so desperate, but in another year and a half or even two years, maybe the bazaar will not exist.

The market doesn't exist anymore, it doesn't matter, there is also a night market, people in the city want to eat, and if they can't eat enough, they will naturally think of other ways, so the night market will always exist.

They didn't know that there was a bazaar allowed by the above in the commune, probably because the news was too closed, and everyone had no channel to know about the outside world, and the little 'Song Xi' definitely didn't know either, but she, Song Xi, who came from modern times, knew about history, so she naturally knew some information, and she had already inquired about the situation from Li Qingqing last time.

If you don't know anything in the future, you can ask Li Qingqing.

Zhou Ping's brows were twisted together, and he could kill a fly, "We also tried to sell field chickens before, but unfortunately we couldn't sell it, this thing is too troublesome to deal with, everyone in the city has a job, and no one wants to spend time dealing with this." ”

When he first thought that the chicken tasted good, he once went to the factory in the city and tried to sell the chicken to those who had wages in the city, no matter how cheap it was, no one wanted it.

"People in the city think it's troublesome to deal with, right?" Hearing this, Song Xi pursed his lips and furrowed his brows, and after a while, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of some good idea, "Then you go and grab a little tonight, and then wash it and cut it on a cloudy morning and bring it over, I have a method here, we can try it first, if it doesn't work, we will think of other methods." ”

"Okay." Zhou Ping, Sheng Jiahe, and Mo Jiaxiang glanced at each other, and it was obvious to the naked eye that their expressions were brightened, Song Xi had read the book, and must know more than them, maybe she really had a good way there!

Song Xi thought for a while, and then said, "You'd better come here at four or five o'clock, otherwise you will definitely be in trouble when you come here at dawn and be seen by the villagers." ”

"Okay." Zhou Ping rubbed his hands excitedly, a little eager to try, who doesn't want to make money to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law, he also wants to, especially when he sees Zhou Yi marrying such a good daughter-in-law, he can't wait in his heart.