Chapter 282: The flesh is plump
While I was sitting in the yard peeling chestnuts, I suddenly heard footsteps outside.
Several figures appeared outside the half-closed wooden door of the small courtyard, the door of the wooden door was low, and there was a hollow bamboo pole design, which could be seen at a glance by anyone who came.
It was the uncles who helped carry chestnut balls before.
"We went home and got gloves and sickles."
The implication is to help peel chestnuts.
Xu Fuqiang stood up, "How embarrassing is this, this chestnut ball hurts his hand very much." ”
"What are you afraid of, work every day, the cocoons on these hands are so thick, not afraid of thorns." One of them smiled heartily.
Ah Gong went into the house and poured tea and brought it out.
People are willing to help, and they are also kind, they are all acquaintances in the village, and the host is polite, and there is no reason to politely drive people away.
At this time, there are several more main forces for peeling chestnuts.
Xu Fuqiang beckoned a few people, and went to the house for dinner later in the evening before leaving.
It is normal to do a favor and have a meal in the village, plus I have helped in the Xu family before, everyone knows how delicious the Xu family's food is, so they all nodded in response.
Xu Fuqiang went to the backyard to drink water, and called his daughter-in-law, saying that he wanted a few more people to eat at night.
A few baskets of chestnut balls can be peeled for a while, but it will be much faster if someone helps.
The freshly peeled chestnut has a full flesh and a lighter color on the outside, and the color will become thicker after a while.
The grown-ups began to talk again.
Xu Qingzhi obediently squatted on his side to peel it, stealing a little lazy from time to time, pinching a trick so that the chestnut balls could be easily peeled automatically, and he only picked up the chestnut meat inside.
The man with black short sleeves said, "Old man, do you want to sell so many chestnuts?" This year, the price of chestnuts has fallen again. ”
Xu Dongru was quite concerned about the price of this chestnut before, but now that he has the income from the pine cone ornament, he is not nervous about the money in his hand, so he doesn't care: "Eat it at home first, my granddaughter loves to eat this, and it was because she planted it back then." If you can't finish eating, you will sell it when you turn around. ”
The man with blue short sleeves listened, saw Xu Qingzhi next to him, and praised with a smile: "Qingzhi is a promising person, the big star went back to the village to grow vegetables, and now the vegetables are still selling so well." ”
Someone chimed in: "Yes, that dish is also really delicious, the rice porridge that the helper drank in the morning is also fragrant, and the fried water spinach tastes very good, no wonder the dish can be sold at such a good price." ”
Xu Qingzhi was most afraid that when the elders chatted with each other, she would suddenly praise herself, she would inexplicably feel her toes picking the ground, and only raised her head and smiled politely at others.
The conversation shifted from her to chestnuts again.
"I feel that this chestnut is really not planted, my father-in-law also planted chestnuts, and I will be ready to beat chestnuts in a few days. I heard that this year's new fruit harvest is only three yuan a catty, and a few years ago it was able to sell for six yuan. ”
"That's not it, in the past, there were fewer people who planted and sold expensive, but now there are more and more people who grow chestnuts, and the price is cheap, and many people who want to make money don't plant chestnuts."
"I heard that there are also some good varieties of chestnuts in some places that are famous, and some people are willing to buy them, but this kind of chestnut can be sold at a good price, and people will accept it for ten yuan a catty."
"Hahaha, that man's chestnut is good. We are poor and dirty, don't expect ten yuan a catty, it's good to be able to sell it. ”
"Anyway, it's early or late, old man, your chestnut is quite early, and now you can sell it for three yuan, and it is possible to get it if it falls to two yuan later, this ghost market."
"By the way, your rice looks like it's in the house, and it's not sold?"
"No, I sent it over last time, saying that my metal exceeded the standard and refused to accept it, and I didn't have this in previous years."
"The neighbor's rice next to me also said that it was over the standard this year, and he refused to accept it, so you see if you want to send it to the millet factory, he will send it to the millet factory."
Xu Qingzhi listened carefully, raised his eyes and looked at it twice.