"San'er, there must be basic furniture, beds, wardrobes, tables and chairs, and I can't lose face if I marry a woman. You will decide for yourself, and the Silver Flower Buddha will make her a bedside table? ”

"Yes, big! Everyone has to have it, and she wants to be satisfied with whatever she wants. Also, Emeng (our) junior, I don't know what, I still have to be in charge of you and E(I)! Chen Shan's tongue was like a spring, and Village Chief Zhao was also very ironed by what he said.

"That's good, that's good. The wood is still pulled back by the tractor in the green onion (village). Xiaoyang carpenter, when you make furniture, you live in the village of Edmong (we), and the place is for you to find, and you have to find your own way to eat. ”

"Okay, Uncle (Uncle), I'll listen to you, and you can supervise me to see my craftsmanship. I can take care of the meal myself. Liu Fang replied.

"Big, Xiao Yang still has some goods and wood sold out, do you think there is a need in the village?"

"What are they?"

"Suo (uncle), some needles and threads and medicines. The medicines are mainly cooling oil and analgin. ”

"How many?"

"Suo (uncle), there are 50 sets of needlework and 48 pieces of analgin, and 40 boxes of cool oil." Liu Fang said truthfully.

"Huh? Xiao Yang, look at you, didn't you and my brother-in-law say that there are hundreds of bottles? Why is there only 48 bottles, and there are hundreds of boxes of cool oil. Wood (nothing), let the big one think of a way. You finish making furniture for Emon as soon as possible. Liu Fang suddenly understood something, took over the conversation and said:

"Yes, third brother. I do have a total of 128 bottles, this time with 48 bottles of analgin and 40 boxes of cool oil, and there are 80 bottles of analgin and 150 boxes of cool oil left in Yantan, and there are more than 200 sets of needles and threads. Because the third brother's sister-in-law in their village Zhang's sister-in-law's child was very sick, I only brought these back, and they left one bottle in their village, and half a bottle in Shiyi Village, leaving 48 bottles. ”

"Oh, that's so much. If you want to say, you can buy more in the name of the green onion (village). But now when the descendants of the tractors in the green onion (village) go to the city to sell sand, it is convenient to buy things, and it is not easy to intervene. In this way, you bring back 50 boxes of cool oil for your forehead, and send them to the elderly in Emeng (our) village as a product of the five guarantees. The next time you go to the city, you will get it back, and I will give you a certificate, and let San'er take you on a trip to Zhao Machuan in Emeng (our), which should be able to sell about the same. Don't do this kind of small business in the future, and beat (make) furniture for Emeng. ”

"He's big, don't Buddha (say), let Wameng eat." The three of them were chatting, and Yinhua's mother walked into the cave with a pot of fragrant chicken and stewed potatoes and said to Village Chief Zhao. Yinhua followed her mother with a pot of lasagna, placed it on the square table and walked out.

"Oh, okay, eat, eat. Try the big plate of chicken here in Emon. ”

"Mom, you and Yinhua can eat together."

"Hey, the baby is good, Emeng goes outside, you accompany you and the guests to eat and talk about business!" Everyone is no longer humble.

This pot of potato stewed chicken nuggets with rich northwest characteristics, the color is more beautiful after adding green peppers and red peppers, the tangy aroma stimulates the taste buds of Liu Fang, so that he can't help drooling, Yang Liu Fang, who has not eaten meat for many days, picks up a piece of chicken and puts it in the mouth, the chicken is firm and not firewood, very soft and rotten. Presumably because of the long stew time, or the unique cooking method of the Northwest people, the spicy and umami aroma has penetrated into the inner layer of the chicken, and even the chicken bones are crispy when you bite deeply. Take another bite of the potatoes cut into chunks with the aroma of green peppers and chicken broth, which are as soft as bean paste and melt in your mouth. Yang Liufang and Wang Shan gobbled up and couldn't stop at all.

Seeing that the chicken nuggets and potatoes were decreasing, Village Chief Zhao poured the lasagna into it and stirred it with chopsticks. Yang Liufang picks up a noodle and puts it in the bowl in front of him, the chicken soup is rich in aroma, and it is full of chewiness after the mouth, and it is even more delicious. Snoring, eating a big bowl of noodles, until sitting was uncomfortable, Yang Liu was satisfied. After eating, Village Chief Zhao took out a box of paper cigarettes for Chen Shan and Liu Fang to smoke, but Liu Fang would not, and found a very professional reason for himself to refuse.

"Suo (uncle), because we carpenters always deal with wood, we are inevitably surrounded by shavings and sawdust, as well as flammable paint, so we have strictly asked not to smoke since our apprenticeship."

"Oh, it's also ha, San'er, can't you smoke it?"

"Big, the forehead (I) smoke less, accompany you to smoke a wide (tree)." Chen Shan took it and took out one and smoked it with Village Chief Zhao, he lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, the smoke ring was exhaled, the smoke covered his angular face, and his satisfied expression was overflowing.

After smoking, Chen Shan went outside to talk to Yinhua's mother and Yinhua for a while, asking for their opinions on the furniture. Under the leadership of Village Chief Zhao, he went to the village department to deliver the needles and medicines, and at the same time, Village Chief Zhao opened a letter of introduction and stamped the official seal of the village. The two drove the carriage back to Chenshan's village. Before leaving, Village Chief Zhao told Liu Fang to choose good timber, and asked Chen Shan to go back and set a time for him to cut down trees so that he could send a car to pull them.

Chen Shan drove the carriage onto the road, and Yang Liu dared to ask: "Third brother, third brother, you asked me to report so many goods, aren't you lying!" ”

"Silly boy, if you don't make the money you should earn, it's not a (blind) conscience!"

"Why?"

"Do you think they Zhao Magou were born rich?"

Yang Liufang shook his head and was at a loss.

"Oh, anyway, the road is still very long, (I) will tell you the story of Emeng (our) here. Emeng is called Hanwangchuan here, and I heard the older generation say that it used to be the sea, but then the sea dried up, and slowly turned into an open and flat Gobi desert. It is located at the junction of Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningbo provinces, so it has become a natural battlefield, and it has become a place where soldiers must fight during the Han Dynasty, and the war has been continuous for hundreds of years. Until the Ming Dynasty, our ancestors came here to farm, but the land formed by the sand and gravel in the sea could not keep the moisture, and the time of the rain was very short, and there were often British soldiers, and the crops that had been planted were all dead, so it was not suitable for cultivation until now. ”

"British soldiers crossing the border? Third brother, what is a British soldier? Did the British soldiers come? Liu Fang curiously interrupted Wang Shan's words and asked.

"No, you Gua Wa, the British soldiers are the soldiers who fought here in ancient times, the soldiers of the British (underworld), the battle flags are fluttering, the war horses are neighing, and there will be no more after a burst of shouting and killing."

"Oh, you're talking about Yin soldiers, I remember that it was talked about in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but it was in Yunnan."

"I don't know, but we can still see it here occasionally, when I was in elementary school, every year in May and June, after planting crops, the sun would pass as soon as the day was hot, and at this time every family had to worship. Each village sent the village chief and the eldest person in the clan to burn incense and kowtow, and set off firecrackers to send the Yin soldiers, otherwise the crops would die. Sometimes they die after worshipping, and the common people can only starve or go to the city of Xizhou to escape the famine. So within a radius of dozens of kilometers, everyone is just as poor. ”