There is a vegetable market in Beiping, there is a vegetable market street in Shen City, there is a vegetable market in Jinwei, and the most influential thing in Jinwei is the East Pontoon Vegetable Market.

The East Pontoon Bridge was originally a pontoon bridge made of wooden boats and wooden planks, which was convenient for people to come and go in the east and west of the river. In the early years, the people of Jinwei ate vegetables and relied on the picks that were sold in the city in a shoulder car. After the opening of Jinwei port in 1860, the population of urban and rural areas increased dramatically, and the demand for fresh fish and vegetables increased day by day.

Lu Daya is south of Jinwei, and his family has planted some land, so it is a big problem to go to the East Pontoon Bridge, which is dozens of miles away, to sell vegetables. Fortunately, there are some big families in every village, most of them have chariots and horses, and when their own carts are less than one, the small families entrust them to "carry them" and pay some "foot money" according to the size of the portion.

The first night to report the number to the large households, the next morning to pick up the "goods" to the carriage and load the car, two or three households with more vegetables will follow the car to the east pontoon. Generally, leeks are sold to hawkers according to the squirrel, zucchini and gourd, such as cabbage and potatoes, and there are special people who use large rod scales to overdose, and they charge a certain fee called "one hand to support two". Selling vegetables on the east pontoon bridge with the car is a kind of enjoyment this year. After the dishes were sold, the three or two people who came together came to the restaurant for two or two wines, soaked in a hot bath in the bathhouse, brewed a pot of "high crushed", and went to get rid of the filth of winter.

Lu Daya went to the vegetable market to unload the vegetables, and just squatted there, a person came to the swaying there, followed by a dozen or so heroes with sticks in their waists and knives and forks. Lu Daya just hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, "Jia Ye is very good! The small farmer in Lizhuang in the south of the city asked Jia Ye to say goodbye, and you came to patrol the street in person today?"

Jia Ye's name is Jia Li, and he is a fighter in this vegetable market, and the Jinwei people call it "Playing Oil Flying", and his subordinates pull up hundreds of men, holding the vegetables of a small number of residents in the old city. looked at the dishes in Lu Daya's frame, and pouted, "I've wrapped up your dishes, come and get the money tomorrow." ”

Jia Li took the goods in this vegetable market, never gave cash, and always settled the bill the next day after his subordinates sold the vegetables.

Lu Daya, a farmer, originally wanted to sell the vegetables to others today, but now his own vegetables are favored by Jia Ye, although the price is less, but Jia Ye's credit is not bad, and he can get the money tomorrow, where do he dare to discuss with Jia Ye, nodded again and again, "Jia Ye can look at the small family's dishes is a small blessing, and the small ones will be shipped to Jia Ye." ”

Jia Ye didn't care about these idle things, he spoke, and the people below beckoned Lu Daya to put the dishes in the designated place, order the dishes, and issue the food tickets, and Lu Daya can come to settle the bill with the food tickets tomorrow.

Hundreds of catties of vegetables were sold, and Lu Daya had nothing to do, so he complained to Li Tou, who was driving the car in the village, and said that he was going to the city to buy something for his wife and children. Li Tou smoked the old cigarette pouch and said that he would let Lu Daya come over and take the car back to the village when the time came, and if he missed the time, then he would walk back by himself.

Lu Daya naturally knew the rules, and even said yes, and went straight to the overpass.

The flyover is in Jinwei North Railway Station, where you can eat, drink, see and play, and it is the favorite place for ordinary people to come. Lu Daya came to the overpass and was not in a hurry, he took a mule cart to sell vegetables before dawn, and he nibbled on a few bites of vegetable cakes, and he was hungry, so he ordered a bowl of millet porridge on the street stall, a large oil cake, and a small dish of minced meat and a small dish of cold heartfelt radish.

The big oil is the lard, the pie crust is crispy, the big oil is not heavy, but it is very fragrant, pick it up and eat it directly, and when you choke on it, you drink a few mouthfuls of millet porridge, and your stomach will be warm. The snow is red, and the people of Jinwei like to call it "pomegranate red", sometimes they eat it as a pickle, and eat it when they drink porridge, but it is fragrant. The winter of Jinwei is very dry, and it is easy to catch fire, as the saying goes, "radish is tea, so angry that the doctor crawls all over the ground", that is to say, this radish is smooth, in the winter of Jinwei, people go to this "heart fire" depends on the beautiful radish in this heart. Cut the radish into shreds, pour an appropriate amount of white vinegar, salt, sesame oil, and mix it, in fact, this dish is very simple to make, but it is very refreshing, and the color is good-looking, Lu Daya ate it in a few bites. Now there seems to be heat in the body.

went to the bathhouse to take a bath, and Lu Daya shook the street with his hands, looking for a place for storytelling, singing, juggling, and a place with a lot of people. I didn't walk a few steps, I saw a candy seller on the side of the street, a white marble board was clean, next to it was a bamboo pole with a circle, a flat plate below, the tablet was painted with 12 yuanchen, the four corners were four elephants, many children gathered there, shouting. Lu Daya didn't want to buy it, but then he remembered that the kid and the girl at home had never eaten any candy all year round, and thought to himself, if it wasn't expensive, buy some, and go over to see it now.

The candy seller is a bald young man, very clean, like a white-faced scholar, there is still ice ballast on the branches of the tree in the cold spring, and he does not wear a hat, just such a smooth bald head is exposed in the air, although the clothes on his body do not have a patch, but they are also quite thin, Lu Daya can take a breath of cold air when he sees it, the young man is strong and can resist freezing, but unfortunately he came to him when he was old and sick, and he regretted it in his heart. There are a few sugar pots next to it, and the sugar juice is simmered over a fine fire, which is quite thick and seems to have a different taste.

Some of the children directly gave two copper plates, "I want orange flavor." The bald young man said, "Okay." He scooped out a small spoonful of sugar juice from a yellow sugar pot, and the sugar juice dripped down the copper spoon onto the white marble slate, and soon solidified into a sugar cake, two inches in size. The bald young man took out a bamboo skewer from the box next to him, pressed it flat in the sugar cake, picked up a small spatula to scoop the sugar cake from the white marble board, and handed it to the child, "Here, your orange sugar cake." ”

When the arrow on the bamboo pole stopped pointing to which pattern, the bald young man used the fruity syrup specified by the child to draw the pattern of 12 yuan on the stone slab. Two copper plates, one spoonful of sugar juice to make sugar cakes; five copper plates, two spoons of sugar juice to make sugar paintings; there are also those who are unlucky, turn to sugar cakes, crying and mourning, and spend five copper plates to get a sugar cake; there are also those who are lucky, turn to Sixiang, the bald young man directly made a one-foot-long sugar painting, the children hold it in their hands, jump, show off to the children around them, attracting the envy of a group of runny nose children.

Lu Daya also saw that if you don't want to rely on luck, you can also take out ten copper plates, that is, two cents to buy a four-elephant candy painting. The bald youth's syrup is genuine, and it is full of fruit residues, including oranges, peaches, grapes, cherries, and a lot of fruit pulp mixed in it, no wonder it is popular with so many children.

Lu Daya thought to himself, the fruit is not cheap these days, and now it is winter, this fruit is even more expensive, this bald young man's sugar paintings are also sold cheaply, and the most expensive one is only a penny.

At that moment, Lu Daya took out five cents, bought twelve small sugar cakes with two copper plates, and asked for 3 for each taste, and went home to satisfy the hunger of the two children. The young man also wrapped Lu Daya one by one with a small oiled paper bag to prevent the sugar cakes from sticking together, and finally put a big paper bag on the outside, handed it to Lu Daya, and asked him to take it. Lu Daya looked at the smiling young man and thought to himself, this is a mallet.

Lu Daya took the paper bag, paid the money, and was about to go to listen to the story, when he heard a scream from across the street, "Grandpa, grandpa!" and quickly turned his head to look.