In the afternoon, it was another peaceful afternoon, studying when it was time to study and fishing when it was time to fish.
Ma Teng looked at the newspaper and shook his head. There was nothing in the newspaper, only the tranquility of the country thousands of miles away.
Various places are still advocating for a good autumn harvest, but Ma Teng's view is to divide all these numbers by 10 and then take a look.
There is also a big section that is still bragging about how strong the relationship between Xia and Su is, without any shame.
Now the Xia State and the Su State are on the verge of breaking up, and they completely fell apart in the mid-1960s.
And Ma Teng was thinking about whether he could get some benefit from this.
Throw the newspaper away and read it when the time comes.
"Mr. Ma, here, Sister Hong gave it to us." Wang Pengyu ran back, holding eight small sweet potatoes in his arms.
But I haven't passed the exam.
Ma Teng suddenly became interested, picked a medium one and put it on the stove, watching Wang Pengyu leave.
"Wait, take this over." Ma Teng took out a paper bag from his cabinet with chestnuts in it, and poured half of it out, which turned out to be 30 chestnuts.
There are six lesbians in the drawing room, almost five per person, which is enough to return the favor.
Wang Pengyu ran out happily, while others looked at the paper bag with bright eyes.
Ma Teng took out a handful and put it in his pocket, then stuffed the paper bags into them, hoping to eat them himself.
I couldn't find the roasted sweet potato one. Let's take a look at this one.
Ma Teng put the sweet potatoes next to the coal stove, put a few chestnuts in, and waited slowly.
Brother Shen also came over and put the sweet potatoes on top.
Roasting sweet potatoes and roasting chestnuts requires patience.
Ma Teng held the book, read it for a while, put it down, turned over the sweet potatoes and chestnuts, and then continued reading.
Half an hour later, an attractive smell came from the sweet potatoes.
And the side near the stove mouth started to leak oil.
Ma Teng reversed.
This sweet potato smells sweet.
The sweet potatoes still need to be roasted for a while, but the chestnuts are ready to eat, they are all fried.
The skin is toasted to a crispy texture and pops open when pinched.
The chestnuts inside are bright yellow and extraordinarily sweet.
They wanted to bake the Ma Teng and eat it, but how could it be possible? One person slapped it on his hand and wanted to eat it and bake it himself.
There are not many other things in the rolling mill, but coal is enough, so there are three coal furnaces in the electricians' lounge.
Only two have been lit now, but I think the electricians are also very frugal.
One at the door and one at the back.
As long as the room is warm.
Add one more and there will be no room.
With eight people, there is exactly four people per stove, so it is not crowded.
After roasting patiently for an hour, the whole sweet potato finally became soft and soft, and all the sides were taken care of.
The thin skin of the sweet potato is gently peeled, and the roasted yellow flesh exudes heat. When you smell it, the aroma is fragrant.
It's really delicious.
Ma Teng has been thinking about putting some in a bag and bringing it over, then forgetting about it. He can't forget it tomorrow.
While Ma Teng was eating sweet potatoes, he was thinking about bringing sweet potatoes to him tomorrow.
Everyone else was roasting sweet potatoes one after another, and the aroma in the entire lounge became stronger.
It was a bit outrageous, so Brother Cheng opened one side of the curtain to let in some air and disperse some of the smell.
It's not that people like Ma Teng can't roast sweet potatoes and eat them in the factory. There are no regulations in the factory rules and regulations, but it doesn't matter whether it's easy to say or not.
It's always not good if the leader gets excited and comes over to take a look.
"Maine worker, it's time to get off work." Brother Cheng looked at his watch and said.
After talking to Ma Teng, he turned to Li Xingjun and Wang Pengyu and said, "There are five minutes left. Pack your things and get off work. Xingjun, Pengyu, you two put out the stove."
The two agreed.
One person carries a stove and walks out. Not far behind is the boiler room. Just pour the coal in the stove directly into the stove.
I'll come early tomorrow morning and start burning it.
As long as the boiler doesn't go out, it can be used at any time, which is very convenient.
When the time came, Ma Zeng went out, got on the car and ran out. If he was not active after get off work, there must be something wrong.
Obviously Ma Teng has no problem.
Ma Teng wants to go to the vegetable market today and buy something by the way. You can't just eat it every day and not see you buy it. There must be something wrong.
Ma Teng not only wants to visit the Dongdan Vegetable Market, but also the Chaoyangmen Vegetable Market.
I heard that there are many people from the countryside outside the city who come to sell things. As long as it is food, Ma Teng never has too much.
The bike ride was fast, and it only took 25 minutes to get from the steel rolling mill to Dongdan because it was the closest.
It's actually quite depressed here.
Many stalls are empty. They are all full and people can pick and choose at will. They can only watch them on TV.
This place will give you whatever you want. If you dare to prick me, believe it or not, the salesperson will point at you and scold you.
Halfway through, Ma Teng had already put out the rear basket.
Not many people buy onions, ginger, and garlic, but they are not cheap either. Onions and garlic are cheaper, costing 6 cents each, while ginger is slightly more expensive, costing 8 cents.
Ma Teng used the excuse of stocking up on new year's goods to buy 70 kilograms of green onions, 50 kilograms of garlic, and 30 kilograms of ginger.
The basket is full.
Other stalls only serve radishes and potatoes, with very little cabbage. As for other vegetables, there are almost no other vegetables, but Ma Teng saw yellow garlic.
This is considered a good thing. When the time comes, I will fry some eggs. It will be delicious.
But it was only a little over 5 pounds, and at 4 cents a pound, Ma Teng wanted it all.
A pack of straw paper was put into the front basket.
Hey, is there anyone selling hairtail fish? It hadn't been discovered before, so it probably couldn't be transported. Now that it's freezing, it's only now that it's transported.
There are also sea crabs, which are dead, of course, and cannot be alive, and they are not cheap, at 3.50 cents a pound, and large sea shrimps, 50.2 cents.
Ma Teng wants to eat hairtail, so forget about dead sea crabs, but for sea shrimps, you can buy some to try the taste.
How wonderful it would be to live.
Ma Teng feels like he needs to expand his space quickly again. When the time comes, he will take a leave or find an opportunity to go to the beach, collect some sea water, and raise some seafood. This is called life.
I picked the 10 widest hairtails and weighed two pounds of shrimps.
The baskets are full today and we can make another trip tomorrow.
Weigh and pay, and Ma Teng pushes the cart away.
As for those meat stalls and chicken stalls, there is nothing, and the doors are closed.
Everyone who saw this scene shook their heads.
After leaving Dongdan, I got on my bike and headed to Chaoyangmen Vegetable Market.
Ma Teng turned around and entered an alley. When he came out, everything in the car fell into the space.
It only takes 15 minutes to arrive at the Chaoyangmen Vegetable Market. Not to mention, this place is similar to what others have said. Not only does it have a government vegetable market, but there is also a small market planned for free trading next to it, commonly known as the Pigeon Market.
They are all people from rural areas selling some of their own things.
Ma Teng finally saw what he wanted, five ducks and two geese. Two of the ducks were male, and the geese happened to be a pair.
It's not cheap, a duck costs 1 yuan and a goose costs 5 yuan.
Ma Teng thought for a moment, took them all, and asked the old farmer to help him put them into the basket at the back.
"Uncle, do you know where they sell piglets? There are also cattle and sheep and other things." After Ma Teng finished the transaction, he asked the old man, took out one from the front door and handed one over.
The old man swallowed.
"Little comrade, you are too polite. It is not easy to buy these things. Big things are owned by the collective. Even if individual families raise them, they are raised by the collective. They are not allowed to be sold at all. There are tasks above. If you really want it, You can go to various villages.”
Ma Teng patted his head, wondering how he had forgotten this. "Okay, thank you, uncle. I'm going to take a look around."
After the old man finished shopping, he tidied up, took out his cigarette, and put it between his ears. He didn't want to smoke it. He wanted to smell it when he got home.
When he met someone buying chickens, Ma Teng also accepted them, whether they were old hens or chicks, and pretended to leave them all.
Ma Teng didn't go far when he was attracted by a small stall owned by a middle-aged man. What he sold was hairy crabs, and they were quite big.
Regardless of what is said about eating hairy crabs nowadays, there are indeed some, but the ones they eat are mostly small or dead.
If it's half a pound and big, there are still people who are willing to buy it at a high price, and Ma Teng is one of them, not to mention others.
"Brother, how do you sell crabs?" Ma Teng took out a cigarette and let it go.
"Hey, little brother, you're welcome. If someone else buys 2.5 cents, if you want it, I'll give you 2 cents." The man raised the cigarette in his hand and said to Ma Teng with a grin.
"Hey, then I've taken advantage." Ma Teng put the car in place and looked at it. They were still alive. No one was dead. They were just lazy because of the cold weather.
Each one is very big, weighing more than half a catty. Ma Teng knew that there were such hairy crabs in later generations, but one of them cost hundreds of dollars. Ma Teng couldn’t afford to eat them. At most, he only coveted the kind in the vegetable market. Forty or fifty-one pounds, I don’t dare to buy too much, just pick three or five and go home to satisfy my craving.
2 cents per pound, where can I find it?
Ma Teng looked over them and found that they were all about the same size, and the key was that they were both male and female.
At this time Ma Teng had an idea.
"Brother, since you're so forthcoming, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what's interesting. I want them all. You can weigh them down and see how much they cost." Ma Teng would be a fool if he let one of them go.
The man's eyes lit up, "Okay, brother, I'll weigh you." After saying that, he found a big net bag and poured everything into it.
It’s not easy to meet a good guy... Oh, no, it’s a big customer, how can I let him go?
"Brother, look at it, it's over 48 pounds. If you count it as 48 pounds, it's 9 yuan and 6 yuan. Just pay 9 yuan and 5 yuan." The man said with a grin.
"Okay, brother, give me the money."
The man took the money and handed the net bag to Ma Teng.
Ma Teng put it in the basket of the car, said hello and left.
The man watched Ma Teng leave, rubbed his hands, and thought hard, but still did not light up the front door. He took out his big penis, lit one, took a comfortable sip, packed up and left, now go home. , the time is just right.
Ma Teng also met someone selling rabbits. These were rabbits caught by people at the foot of the mountain. They were not a litter, but three in total. The old man wanted two yuan for one, but Ma Teng's price was three for five yuan. Even so, , is also a bit high, Ma Teng is betting that the rabbit here can match.
Otherwise, it can only be cooked in one pot.
There's not much else. Ma Teng ordered all the salted duck eggs for 10 cents each. He also ordered all the eggs for 5 cents each. The main thing is to shop for goods.
Entering the state-owned vegetable market, there are almost no dishes here, which is similar to Dongdan.
Looking at the sky, it was already dark, so Ma Teng no longer needed to stroll around.
Get on the bike and drive home.
Entering from a small alley, when we came out, there were only three green onions, three heads of garlic and one piece of ginger, two large crabs, a few prawns and two hairtail fish in the car.
Everything else was thrown into space.
