When you get home, lock the cave door. Wang Manyin immediately entered the space with rhubarb, and Lisuo cleaned up more than a dozen sparrows, and then skewered them with wooden sticks for barbecue.

Happiness is all contrast.

Compared with other rural people now, Wang Manyin feels that he has lived a very happy life. Eggs are indispensable for a meal, and you can still eat meat every once in a while.

Especially lately, it seems that the meat has not stopped.

Of course, as the development of space becomes more and more stable, the future will only be better.

After the sparrows were roasted, he first got a few of the earth dogs, and then wiped out the rest by himself.

After breakfast the next day, Wang Manyin left rhubarb to watch the house, and then rushed to the supply and marketing cooperatives with two baskets of eggs.

Although the supply and marketing cooperatives take stock once a month, the purchased eggs need to be sent back every ten days and a half months. Otherwise, after a long time, the eggs will easily spoil.

In addition, there is not much salt left at the consignment point, and he is going to get another hundred catties.

It was also a coincidence that when Wang Manyin entered the backyard of the acquisition store with eggs, he happened to meet Liu Qingli.

After saying hello, Liu Qingli hurriedly called Zhao Tianxi, the person in charge, to receive it.

As a result, the other party lifted the canvas on the wattle basket, and then said in surprise: "Hey, Brother Wang, can you still collect pheasants in the countryside?" ”

"This is not collected, my local dog caught it just last night. I'm going to let Qingli clean it up, and eat it at noon. ”

"Tie the guy, can you count me as one?" Zhao Tianxi's eyes immediately lit up.

"Brother Zhao spoke, of course welcome." Liu Qingli naturally agreed.

As for Wang Manyin, he won't say anything. Knowing a few more people from the supply and marketing cooperatives is only good for yourself.

Liu Qingli took the pheasant back to the cave to deal with it.

Zhao Tianxilisuo finished counting the eggs, opened the receipt and handed it to Wang Manyin.

After putting away the list, Wang Manyin remembered that there was still something to do, and immediately said: "Brother Zhao, you are busy first, I will go around the commune, and then come over to load the goods later." ”

Out of the backyard of the supply and marketing cooperative, he found a place where no one was, took another pheasant out of the space and put it in a cloth bag.

Then, he came to Director Guo's house.

Director Guo has already gone to work, only his mother-in-law and a few children are at home.

Because of the first two occasions of sending local chickens and fish, Director Guo's mother-in-law naturally remembered Wang Manyin and immediately warmly invited her to sit in the cave.

"No, auntie, I came to the supply and marketing cooperatives today to deliver eggs, and I happened to get a pheasant yesterday, thinking that it was a rare thing, so I sent it to you to taste."

As he spoke, Wang Manyin took out the pheasant from the cloth bag.

This is a male pheasant with a very bright coat color.

Now, the other party is more enthusiastic.

Director Guo was not at home, and Wang Manyin didn't stay long, so he got up and left after a few gossips.

By the time he returned to the backyard of the supply and marketing cooperative, Liu Qingli had already picked up the pheasants and stewed them early.

Wang Manyin was bored alone, just like last time, helping several employees of the supply and marketing cooperatives to load and unload trucks.

It was almost noon, and Liu Qingli shouted to eat.

In addition to Zhao Tianxi, there are two more young people in the cave, both of whom work in the supply and marketing cooperative.

Liu Qingli introduced Wang Manyin and sat down on the kang with each other.

To Wang Manyin's surprise, in addition to a bowl of pheasant stewed yam on the kang table, there was also a large plate of pork cut into slices. There are two catties, and looking at it makes people have a great appetite.

He couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart: In these years, the living treatment of the supply and marketing cooperatives is good.

Before he finished sighing, he heard a young man ask: "Brother Zhao, is the high-temperature meat still the old price?" ”

"Well, five cents a pound. I also explained it in time, otherwise Guo Cripple would have been sold out a long time ago. Zhao Tianxi nodded and replied.

"What is high-temperature meat, so cheap?" Wang Manyin was interested.

When several people heard this, they all held back smiles on their faces.

Immediately, Zhao Tianxi handed over the chopsticks and said, "You taste it first, and I'll tell you after eating." ”

Wang Manyin didn't know why, with doubts in his heart, he caught a chopstick in the eyes of everyone.

He nodded while eating: "It's very fragrant, and it tastes terrible." ”

At this time, Zhao Tianxi explained: "High-temperature meat is the meat made by the restaurant after steaming the dead pork of sick pigs at high temperature. ”

"What, there won't be anything bad if you eat it, right?" Wang Manyin asked a little apprehensively, and felt a little sick to his stomach.

He comes from a later generation and naturally has food safety in mind.

"What's the matter, people cook it at high temperatures. To tell you, this high-temperature meat is not available to everyone. Every time the restaurant got some high-temperature meat, it was already snapped up by the people in the commune, and the members below couldn't even get the information. Zhao Tianxi said with a little pride.

"Don't worry, it's okay, I've eaten it a few times." Liu Qingli also spoke.

Yes, hearing what people said, Wang Manyin felt that he was rare and strange.

Actually, it's really nothing to think about.

As Zhao Tianxi said, many people can't even eat enough in recent years, and they still think about food safety.

Even weasels and voles are eaten, so what is it to eat a meal of high-temperature meat.

Now that the local chickens in the countryside are sick with the plague, no one is willing to throw them away, and they still cook and eat them...... The predecessor Wang Manyin has eaten it a few times.

Even in later generations, when food safety was talked about every day, many restaurants still bought problematic meat from the black market and sold it.

Especially for the small cooked food stalls on the roadside, the source of raw materials cannot be investigated.

Wang Manyin had an uncle in his later life, who made a fortune by opening a cooked food stall, and once told him about the twists and turns in it.

Bottom line: If you get serious, you can only cook at home.

After completing the psychological construction, Wang Manyin completely let go of his scruples, and also waved his chopsticks to the plate.

Not to mention, pork tastes fragrant.

Five people, two bottles of wine, drank until the end of each head sweated.

Wang Manyin didn't have anything to do, and when he went home with the goods in the afternoon, his steps were not chaotic at all.

When I got home, I saw Sun Shaoan waiting under the sidelines from a distance.

"Brother Man Yin, why did you come back? I wanted to work alone, but your rhubarb blocked the way. After yesterday's incident, he knew the ferocity of Rhubarb, and he didn't dare to break through.

"After I picked up the goods, I had a meal at a friend in the supply and marketing cooperatives at noon, so I didn't come back until now." Wang Manyin spoke, and hurriedly led Sun Shaoan to the sideline.

In fact, he explained last night that he would go to the supply and marketing cooperatives tomorrow morning, so that Sun Shaoan didn't have to come again, and he would just be busy with the rest of the work.

As a result, people still came in the afternoon.

Wang Manyin couldn't help but sigh in his heart: his brother-in-law's character is really not good, and he can definitely deal with it.

If you have the opportunity to help each other jump out of the farm gate in the future, you must take a hand.

In two days, the kiln surface was completely done. After a few more days of drying, you can move the consignment point after installing the doors and windows.

Taking advantage of today's free time, Wang Manyin took Rhubarb Youzai to cross the Dongla River and went straight to the mountain beam behind the village of Shichuan Village.

A few days ago, when Zhang Ersuo was selling copper coins, he mentioned the porcelain jars dug up in this piece.

Wang Manyin wanted to try to find it again to see if he could dig more.

He screened all those copper coins before, but he picked a few of them that were more valuable, and if they were kept for future generations, they could be sold for thousands of yuan.

Zhang Ersuo's description is very specific, saying that the mountain beam is not far from the old tomb in Ishikawa Village.

So Wang Manyin didn't have much effort to find a piece of yellow earth that had been planed. In the surrounding soil, there are also porcelain jars scattered into several pieces.

The color is blue-gray with engraved faces.

Yaozhou celadon?!

After seeing the broken porcelain, Wang Manyin was very sorry. Judging from the carving and glaze on the top alone, it is known that this jar belongs to the fine products in the Yaozhou kiln.

If it is well preserved to future generations, at least 100,000 will start.

It's a pity!

After thinking about it, he put all these porcelain pieces together and squatted on the ground to carefully assemble them.

It feels like there's nothing missing, and that's what counts into the space.

If you have the opportunity in the future, find a curium porcelain master to help repair it, which should also be worth some money.

Wang Manyin originally planned to continue looking for it nearby.

However, when he saw the large area of land that had been plowed, he dismissed his thoughts.

It's right to think about it, Zhang Ersuo is not stupid, he dug up a jar of copper coins, how could he not dig it thoroughly.