Thank you brothers for your company throughout the year.
As soon as Ma Teng arrived at the gate of the compound, without any surprise, he was stopped again by Yan Bugui.
"Third uncle, can we change it? This problem of yours is very bad." Ma Teng stopped the car and looked at Yan Bugui who looked a little embarrassed and said.
"No, that's what I mean, Xiaoma, the third uncle wants to see you for something."
"What's wrong? If you can tell me what's wrong, I'll listen."
"Ahem, cough, that's it. I heard that you like mountain local specialties, right?" Yan Bugui said while rubbing his hands.
"I only like a few. I don't like all local specialties. Please tell me what they are first."
"Hey, do you want persimmons?"
"Persimmon cake? It's a good thing. Why, do you have it at home?" Ma Teng looked at Yan Bugui in confusion.
There are very few of these things, and they are generally only found in rural areas.
"Isn't this the daughter-in-law's family? If you want it, I'll bring it back to you."
"Okay, you can take as much as you want, but I've agreed that I'm not responsible for whether it's speculation or not.
The persimmons on the market cost 8 cents per pound, and I will give them to you at this price. "
"Oh, okay, okay, okay, I'll ask my son to bring him back early tomorrow morning." Yan Bugui said, feeling extremely happy.
Ma Teng shook his head and pushed the car to go through the door, but Yan Bugui enthusiastically helped to carry the rear wheels across the threshold.
Ma Teng returned home. Go back inside, put down the lunch box, and light a fire in the fireplace.
After leaving the door, I went to the kitchen, turned on the coal stove, put on the steamer, and started processing the hairtail.
After the hairtail was processed, the water in the steamer was boiled. I cut some onions, ginger and garlic, picked two plump female crabs and one male crab, poured a cup of Maotai, and picked out a dozen large shrimps. In a circle, get on the steamer.
I found a flat-bottomed pot from the set of pots I bought before, just right for frying the hairtail.
First cut the ginger and green onion into shreds and marinate it for a few minutes in a cup of Maotai. Heat the pot here.
Pour in oil. When the oil is hot, pour it out and add cold oil. This will prevent the fish from sticking to the pan when frying. Throw in the sizzling hairtail segments.
Others like to fry hairtail and steam it, but Ma Teng likes to fry it directly.
However, this pot must be non-stick, otherwise it will make people cry.
Fortunately, this pot is non-stick.
In a few minutes, the hairtail fish was fried, and the hairy crabs and shrimps were steamed.
When you open the lid, you can smell a very appetizing smell.
He brought it into the house and sat down comfortably. The shrimps tightened the space. In the space, a thought came to him. 15 large shrimps were all peeled off and only the meat was left. When he took a bite, Ma Teng felt that he had bought too little.
It tastes amazing, I hope there will be more tomorrow.
I stewed two shrimps in a row. In one word, I was satisfied.
The hairy crabs have also taken in the space, and it’s time to show off their real skills.
The shell was opened directly, and all the internal organs inside were cleared out. The meat flew out directly from the shell, and the crab legs, too. All the meat flew out. A crab, under Ma Teng's thoughts, only used 3 seconds.
The next second, a peeled hairy crab meat ball appeared in Ma Teng's small bowl.
I took a sip of wine and swallowed the crab meat in the bowl. It was so refreshing.
Ma Teng was so happy that his legs began to shake involuntarily.
Today's drinking was a bit excessive. Ma Teng drank half a catty, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.
Finally, I took a crab leg, picked my teeth, and patted my belly.
With a wave of his hand, all the tables and stools entered the space, and what came out was a large bathtub with more than half of it filled with just enough hot water.
If you want to be in good health, take a bath after drinking. (Don’t believe it.)
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the temperature of the water. It would be so nice to have a beautiful woman wash with me and rub my back.
I don’t know whether Yan Bugui did it intentionally or unintentionally, but he told Ma Teng that he wanted persimmons, and they cost 8 cents a pound.
Who in the compound doesn't have a poor relative on the mountainside?
After dinner at Yan Bugui's house, there were more and more people, and it was almost impossible to squeeze in any more.
The only question asked is whether Ma Teng really wants it, and how much?
Is it really 8 cents?
The purchasing station only gives you 5 cents per pound. If you purchase from each factory, it will be a little more, but it is only 6 cents. So you can go get it yourself or buy it back. Even if it is 7 cents more expensive, it will cost you 7 cents. , you can earn two points per pound. If you have a normal relationship with relatives, I wonder if you can earn more if you give it 6 or 5 points.
"If you, young and old, don't do this, I will ask you tomorrow morning to confirm this matter."
"I'm telling you, third uncle, when did this happen? We have to wait until tomorrow. Let's do it now. We don't want everyone to sleep well today. By the way, I'd like to ask, what else will I charge?"
"It's not about charging anything, you guys, tell me what you have, and how much it will be in the end. If it's too much, Xiaoma won't charge it. Instead, we'll charge it evenly so that everyone can have a share. That's okay." When did Yan Bugui lead so many people's discussions? It's quite touching. No wonder Liu Haizhong always wanted to be a great man.
Yan Bugui took out a small board and a pencil.
"Third uncle, my uncle's family said last time that they could collect 500 kilograms of pecans. They are all big and thin-skinned. The purchasing station will give you 4 points, and the buyer will only get 5 points. Please help me ask, Brother Ma. How much does it cost?”
"Third uncle, we can also raise 300 kilograms here."
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"Okay, I'll give it to you. If Xiao Ma can't ask for so much, then you guys can share the amount equally, no problem." Yan Bugui looked at the recorded more than 3,000 kilograms of pecans and raised his eyebrows. Even if it costs 5 cents a pound, if you want it all, it’s still 150.
Anyway, Ma Teng has already played a few times, we will talk about it when the time comes.
"Whoever has anything else, tell it and think about it."
"Third uncle, didn't Xiaoma collect yams last time? Ask him if he still wants them. I can give him 400 kilograms, and they cost 4 cents on the market. Ask him how much he wants."
As soon as this person opened the yam, someone else started to tell the weight.
"Okay, I've written it all down. It's still the same old rule. No matter how much the pony wants, it will be equalized. If you get it, everyone will be happy. If you don't finish it, you can't cause trouble." Yan Bugui finally thought of the matter. Front.
"Third uncle, this is impossible."
A lot of people started to make promises.
Yan Bugui checked the quantity, raised his head and said, "Who has others?"
"Brother Chestnut Pony, I don't know if I want it. There is a big chestnut forest in my parents' house. It can produce tens of thousands of kilograms at least. Third uncle, you can ask Pony how much you want. It's any amount."
"Okay, I'll just write it down as ten thousand catties first, okay?" Yan Bugui looked at the person's nod and recorded it directly.
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They were all trying to think of what they could find at home or at relatives' homes, so they could buy some in exchange for some money, or at least buy some food.
Yan Bugui didn't care, he recorded everything he had, and the number of pounds was written on the back.
Unexpectedly, the persimmon cake weighed 2,000 kilograms at the end.
The total number of records on this piece of paper totals 13 types, all weighing 50,000 kilograms, and the average price is 7 cents.
If I wanted all of them, it would cost 3,500.
Yan Bugui smacked his lips and could only wait and see what Ma Teng said.
Under the urging of everyone, Yan Bugui walked in front, followed by a group of people, all looking at him anxiously.
Yi Zhonghai was still wondering what these people were doing at night.
But after listening to it for a few times, I thought it was okay, and I was thinking about whether to notify the sub-district office. This was serious speculation.
But then I thought about it, if everyone in the hospital knew that he was the one who reported it, then...
Yi Zhonghai had a cold sweat on his forehead. This was more than 70% of the residents. If they exerted their strength, they might even kick him out.
What's the scariest thing these days?
The voice of the people.
Yan Bugui stretched out his trembling hand and knocked on Ma Teng's door.
