Chapter 55: Two Little Puppies

With a mule cart at home, Ye Jian's image in the minds of the villagers instantly rose tall.

Every time I go to the county seat or Xitang Town, there will be villagers who take a ride.

Some people came to visit him in advance, inquired about his itinerary, and waited under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village early in the morning, lest he be left behind.

Longquan Village is not large, with only a dozen households. Most of the villagers make a living from fishing, and they live in poverty.

Ye Jian has the heart to help and respond, every time he goes out, the mule cart will not be empty.

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Pickled salted eggs need crockpots, coarse salt and liquor, and the couple discussed it properly, and Ye Jian drove the mule cart to the county seat that day. When I came back, it was an unexpected surprise for the children.

Two purebred wolf dogs, who were just over two months old, came to a strange environment, not afraid of life at all, walking on their little short legs, sniffing left and sniffing right, wandering around the yard.

"Wow, puppies are so cute."

"I love puppies."

"When the puppies grow up, they can help us take care of the chickens and ducks and prevent them from running away."

The six children are very fond of the puppy, and Peewee stretches out his little hand and chases after him, trying to brush up the dog's hair.

The two puppies were clever, turning their black eyes, dodging left and right, dodging his little claws.

After a while, Peewee was tired and panted, and gave up the chase.

"Puppies are so cute."

Sanya asked in a milky voice: "What should we name them?" ”

Bean Bao and Pean Ding habitually look at their sister.

The eldest girl and the second girl rubbed their temples and meditated.

"Williams, Williams, what's going on?"

Ye Xiuyan came up with a wasted name, touched her chin and thought for a long time before she came up with two loud and atmospheric names.

Bean Bao and Bean Ding nodded in unison.

The two of them are used to listening to their sister.

Doubao secretly thought about it, much more domineering than the names of Goudan and Black Bull.

"Cheng, let's call it Dawei and Xiaowei."

The eldest girl and the second girl thought about it for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a nice name, and the sisters followed suit.

The two puppies were clever, as if they knew they had a name, and happily spread joy in the yard.

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After preparing the ingredients, Wu Juan took the children to pickle the salted duck eggs.

The eldest and second girls are responsible for cleaning the duck eggs, soaking them in water for 20 minutes, carefully cleaning the stains on the eggshells with a small brush, and placing them in the shade of the flowers under the tree to dry.

Ye Xiuyan put the dried duck eggs in the liquor, no need to soak, just roll over.

The rolled duck eggs are stacked neatly and orderly in a clay pot, filled with a jar, covered with a lid, and simmered overnight.

Early the next morning, add coarse salt and water to the crockpot, spread over the duck eggs, pour in some liquor, close the lid, and seal.

After marinating for a month, the duck eggs can produce oil, and they can be eaten when cooked.

The salted eggs were soaked in the same way, and the mothers were busy for a few days, and all the saved eggs and duck eggs were pickled and sealed in a crockpot.

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"Mother, where is Dad going to sell duck eggs?"

Ye Xiuyan looked at the neat and orderly crockpot in the backyard, and secretly rubbed it and thought carefully.

Wu Juan had a plan: "The wharf in Xitang Town, there are many passenger and cargo ships, a large flow of people, and a variety of food stalls. ”

"Dad has to drive a car and sell duck eggs alone, it's too hard."

Ye Xiuyan smiled: "It's better to let me go with my father, help my father look at the car, and set up a stall." ”

"You don't want to go."

Wu Juan raised her eyebrows lightly, and saw her little Jiujiu at a glance: "Erya, let's go, there is someone on the road who is taking care of the crockpot, so as not to bump into it and waste your efforts." ”