She welcomes Gao Mingcheng to live in her house, but she doesn't want Gao Mingcheng to have too much trouble with his family, otherwise she won't get much when the family is separated.
She did this for Gao Mingcheng's good, and Gao Mingcheng could feel it.
In his last life, his father only worked on the railway for half a month, and he did say that he was very tired. But he stopped working after that, not because he was tired, but because people started asking him to steam wine.
Compared with working on the railway, making wine is easier and more expensive.
"I know." Gao Mingcheng threw the hare on the ground, then washed all the mountain nuts he brought back, and grabbed a handful for Grandma Xixi to eat.
After Grandma Xi ate a small handful, she smiled and said she didn't want to eat anymore.
"I'm old and have bad gastrointestinal problems. I can't eat too much of these shankzi, otherwise it will be difficult to go to the toilet."
Shantuanzi itself is a medicinal material that has the effect of astringent and antidiarrheal. Once you eat too much, it is easy to have difficulty defecating. However, the main function of Shantuanzi wine is to replenish blood, replenish deficiency, and dispel wind and activate collaterals.
Therefore, people in the village eat less fresh fruits and often drink fruit wine.
Gao Mingcheng didn't try to dissuade him, and just said: "I put the Shantouzi in the kitchen. If Grandma Xixi wants to eat, she can go get it herself. I'll go to the old market in Junling later. Where is Gao Zhuang? Haven't you gotten up yet?"
"No, I called him just now. Oh, Mingcheng, there are some wild eggs boiled in the pot. They are the ones you brought back yesterday. You and Gao Zhuang will eat them together later." Grandma Xi warned, Then he went out with a bucket of dirty clothes.
Gao Mingcheng was hungry for a long time, so he went into the kitchen and made a large bowl of porridge to eat. He saw four wild eggs in the pot, so he took two and ate them.
The pheasant eggs were not big, one was only as big as two quail eggs. He ate one in one bite.
After a bowl of porridge and two eggs, he was only half full, but Gao Mingcheng did not continue eating, but was going to go to the old market in Junling.
Before going out, he called Gao Zhuang again and told him to go to Niuweiling after eating porridge. If he saw anyone entering the mountain, he must come and notify him.
Gao Zhuang was already awake, but not completely awake yet. After hearing Gao Mingcheng's words, he responded vaguely.
Gao Mingcheng carried the bag containing the snake yesterday and the filled honey in a bamboo basket, and went out to Junling Old Market.
Now, if you want to buy or sell something, you don't just go to the street to buy it at any time. Instead, you have to go to the market according to the day. On the 1st, 4th, and 7th, there is an old market in Junling, and on the 2nd, 6th, and 8th, it is the market in the county town.
Today is September 1st, so it’s an old gathering in Junling.
Junling is four or five miles away from them. For others, it takes a while to walk, but for Gao Mingcheng, this walk is quite easy.
When there were people on the road, he would deliberately walk slowly, and when no one was around, he would speed up. Therefore, in less than ten minutes, he had arrived at Junling Old Market.
Several nearby villages come here to buy and sell things. Under a century-old camphor tree, there is a long line of temporary stalls, some selling vegetables, some selling meat, some selling pastries and snacks, and some selling rat poison.
Some people were shouting, some were negotiating prices, some were smiling and saying auspicious words. The whole market was extremely lively.
Gao Mingcheng was not in a hurry to set up a stall, but looked here and there. This kind of market scene was something deep in his memory for him.
He smelled a strong fragrance in his nose, which attracted him to keep looking towards the place where the fragrance came out, and then he saw a large oil pan with fried dough sticks in it, making a sizzling sound. Well, the overbearing fragrance will spread far and wide.
A group of children were surrounding the frying pan. Some had already eaten fried dough sticks in their mouths, some had salivation in their eyes, and some ran away for a while, pestering adults to give them money to buy them.
Someone took the money and ran back quickly, and proudly asked the boss to give him a fried dough stick. Someone didn't get the money and was scolded by an adult. His face was full of grievances, and his eyes were staring straight at the fried dough sticks. Good fried dough sticks, hard to let go.
Not to mention the children who were greedy, even the adults were also greedy. Those who came to the market, whether they came to sell things or to buy things, all took out their money and bought a fried dough stick to eat.
Of course Gao Mingcheng wouldn't miss it. Last time he sold rabbits and pheasants to Gao Shouwang and got eleven yuan. At this moment, the money is still in his trouser pocket.
Others bought one fried dough stick to satisfy their craving, but Gao Mingcheng just bought two fried dough sticks to eat. In addition to the fried dough sticks, he also bought two vegetable buns to eat. Only after eating them all did he feel full.
Seeing that the place selling food was crowded, he found an empty seat, placed the bamboo basket and bag on the ground, and started shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Honey is for sale! Wild honey from the mountains is sweet and nourishing!"
His voice was very loud, and when he opened his voice, the whole market heard his voice, so people who joined in the fun gathered around.
There are a total of eight bottles of honey in the bamboo basket, all packed in canned bottles, each bottle is about two kilograms.
A well-dressed middle-aged man pointed to the honey in the bamboo basket and asked, "How much does your honey cost per pound? Can you taste it?"
"Seven yuan, you can taste it." Gao Mingcheng didn't actually bring bowls and chopsticks, but he was so smart that he borrowed a bowl and spoon from the tofu noodle seller next to him.
He opened a bottle of honey and poured some sticky honey into the bowl. Under the sun, the honey turned amber and exuded a rich sweetness, which was extremely tempting.
"Come on, you can have a taste of it!"
As he finished speaking, the middle-aged man was the first to taste it.
He ate a small spoonful of the honey, and the sweetness exploded in his mouth instantly. This kind of overbearing and rich sweetness was something that people in this era rarely tasted.
Compared with the price of honey, white sugar now only costs 90 cents per pound, but even if it is white sugar, not everyone can eat it in big gulps.
"Well, it smells like this!" The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the quality of honey. He pointed at the jars and asked, "How much does this bottle weigh?"
"It's about a little over two kilograms. I didn't weigh it. If you want, I can borrow someone's scale to weigh it."
"Okay, go and borrow a scale. I want to buy a bottle, but I have to remove the weight of the bottle!"
"This is natural!"
Most of the people here in Junling Laoji were from surrounding villages, and most of them knew Gao Mingcheng, so he quickly borrowed a scale.
Weighed them on the scale and found a total of two kilograms and three liang.
The weight of a jar of honey came out, but how much did the jar weigh and how to weigh it? Gao Mingcheng was confused for a while.
At this time, an elderly man said: "I have weighed these cans and bottles, and they weigh seventy-two pounds. If you calculate based on this, you will not make mistakes in keeping them."
