She blushed, and there were piles of bones on the table that she had chewed on. How much meat did she eat this meal? She had never eaten so much meat in her life!
She stared at Zhao Zhiqing's gaze, and for the first time there was a kind of speech jam that she didn't know how to explain. But the fullness and satisfaction that food brought her gave her the urge to have no regrets even if she died.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at Miss He's empty bowl with a smile and was very satisfied.
From a certain point of view, both the eldest sister and the old man of the He family were her benefactors. After she was physically and mentally wounded by Jiang Jianjun, she decisively filed for divorce, and exposed the scandal of his infidelity to his superiors. Divorce is tantamount to a scandal for Jiang Jianjun's booming career. How could he let her go so easily
At that time, Zhao Lanxiang was like a lost dog. She was in a constant state of panic. In the end, it was the He family's siblings who rescued her and gave the scumbag a lesson.
Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Grandma hasn't eaten there yet, eldest sister, please bring a bowl to her to eat."
As she said that, she pushed the bowl of rice in front of her forward. The meat in the rice bowl was carefully selected by Zhao Lanxiang, and she specially put them in the pot and simmered for a while until they were soft. The soft and rotten one has a soft and slippery feeling that it will break when you suck it, which is suitable for the elderly with bad teeth.
Sister He nodded gratefully, picked up the bowl and walked into the back room. She was so fascinated by that meal that she even forgot that her grandmother hadn't eaten dinner yet. Zhao Zhiqing's cooking is really wicked and fascinated!
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The next day, Zhao Lanxiang packed cold duck meat in a jar early in the morning, sealed it tightly, and put it in her schoolbag.
Today is the weekend, and she has also avoided the trouble of asking for leave from Li Dali, and it is also a good day that is once in a lifetime. The crowd in Qinghe County will be much more than before. Even if Zhao Lanxiang didn't go to the county to do business, she felt sorry for the jar of fragrant meat she made.
After Zhao Lanxiang finished packing, she went to the captain's house first. Li Dali pushed open the door and saw this Comrade Zhao, with a big head. He frowned and asked, "Are you on leave again?"
Zhao Lanxiang shook his head, "Today is the weekend, I'm here to find Tang Qing."
She plans to borrow a bicycle from Tang Qing, who is the only person in the village who owns a bicycle. As the man who owns the first 28-type car in the village, he always gets a bunch of envious glances every time he rides the car down the road.
After Zhao Lanxiang explained his intention to Tang Qing, Tang Qing nodded and lent her the bicycle.
Although Tang Qing was not her hometown, she was from a neighboring city.
This is a boy who can sing and dance well. When a group of educated youths were playing poker on the train or smoking and chatting boredly, he played a tune on the mouth organ, and also took the initiative to organize the educated youths who were unfamiliar with each other to perform stunts and mingle.
"Your noodles are so delicious, I didn't have time to thank you last time." Tang Qing said.
Zhao Lanxiang stepped on the 28-style bicycle with her legs and waved at him, "I have a chance to treat you to another meal in the future."
Tang Qingying got down, he said, "The bicycle is very high, it's a little inconvenient for you girls to step on it, remember to step slowly when walking on the mountain road."
Zhao Lanxiang was in a hurry to go to the county to sell meat. She waved at Tang Qing and rode a bicycle more than ten meters away.
When Zhao Lanxiang came to a street in the black market, the favorable position was already occupied by people. The so-called vantage point is the place that is conspicuous, attracts attention, and can run at the fastest speed after the police arrive. She was young and new, so she could only walk in obediently.
She found a remote place and stopped, shaking out a clean cloth from her bag and laying it on the ground. The food vendor next to her winked at her. Perhaps because he didn't want people to see him, he wore a hat with a long brim that almost covered his eyes.
"You're new here. I told you to put it here until it's dark!"
"Anyway, I also want to sell things. If you are willing to give me fifty cents, you can put the things with me, and I can sell them for you along the way. By the way... What are you selling?"
Zhao Lanxiang took out the clay pot slowly and slowly opened the lid.
The cold-cooked duck meat has lost the domineering spirit that it had when it was first made, but it can still be smelled when you get closer. Because they belong to pickled and lo-mei foods, they don't look good, and they are a mess of sauce.
The young man who sold the grain glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and pouted: "Why are they all bones? How much are you going to sell for a pound of these, do you want meat tickets?"
Zhao Lanxiang said: "Of course, two pounds of meat tickets are required."
The young man was startled, "You are really delusional, I don't even dare to sell it for you, change the price!"
"Although it's a black market, it doesn't take you so badly. If the reputation of our film is ruined, the fourth uncle won't forgive you in the future."
Zhao Lanxiang heard that "Fourth Uncle" stopped talking, and silently took out a clean bowl and some pairs of chopsticks.
She prepared for a while before she took out a stack of notes that had been prepared in her pocket, and silently handed it to the people coming and going on the street. In fact, she is not aimless, she will take out a note and show it to people when she meets a well-dressed person.
"Delicious duck meat is carefully cooked with an exclusive secret recipe. It is spicy and refreshing, mellow and not greasy, leaving you with an endless aftertaste in your mouth."
She blinked and changed another note:
"It's not delicious, no money, you can try it for free."
The young man withdrew his gaze, with an expression on his face, "It is in front of you not to listen to the old man's words."
After a "promotion", no one cared, and Zhao Lanxiang didn't care at all.
The grain seller held a piece of grass in his mouth, and he was sitting with his back against the wall, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth showing the meaning of watching a good show.
She mustered up her confidence and continued to sell. At this time, she went straight up and caught a person who passed by her, and immediately wrote a sentence on a white paper and handed it to passers-by.
"It's made with an exclusive secret recipe, and you can try it. Guaranteed to taste good, no money if it doesn't taste good!"
Passersby intuitively don't believe this girl's "advertising words", it's too exaggerated! There is so much meat and expensive things, how can you not have money
If you eat someone and ask you to lose money, what should you do? So everyone saw the girl's words and did not stop, but walked faster.
Zhao Lanxiang enthusiastically took out the chopsticks and bowl, and put a piece of duck meat in front of the guests. Under the circumstance that she repeatedly assured that she would never cheat, this man put the first piece of duck meat into his mouth with suspicion.
In an instant—
A hot and refreshing feeling stimulated his tongue. That exciting feeling was like a gorgeous fireworks exploding in his mind. Flowing on the taste buds, people can't stop eating, the more you chew, the more fragrant, and even the bones have that aroma.
This person quickly finished eating a piece of meat, and even the bones were chewed cleanly, and the fascinating fragrance in the bone marrow was more delicious than meat! He had never eaten such tasty meat before!
He lowered his voice, followed Zhao Lanxiang into the corner and asked impatiently, "Is there any more?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and said in a low voice, "Yes, 1.51 taels, spare 2 taels of meat tickets."
Although the price is a bit painful, it is not unacceptable. The guests bought two taels of duck meat and one tael of duck necks in one go, and happily nibbled and went shopping all the way.
The first person who dared to eat crabs came, and gradually the second, third, fourth, five, six, seven or eight came to Zhao Lanxiang's stall. After each taste, the customer will take out his pocket and buy a little. The last guest simply bought the rest of the duck food.
They were amazed and couldn't suppress their excitement even when they lowered their voices, "It's so delicious, so delicious!"
"Little girl, your craftsmanship is absolutely amazing. How did you do it? That mother-in-law in my family can't even make a fingernail as good as yours."
"Are you coming to set up a stall tomorrow? I didn't bring enough money today."
Zhao Lanxiang responded with a smile, "No, I only set up stalls three times a month, and the time is not fixed for the time being. Don't hold out too much hope. In addition, in the future, in addition to meat tickets, cloth tickets, industrial tickets, and fish tickets will be used. , sugar tickets, soap tickets, etc. I will also accept them, and the value is about the same.”
After she finished speaking, she neatly folded her simple stall cloth and put it in her schoolbag, silently withdrew from the black market.
The grain seller couldn't sit still and straightened his back.
Yo, you don't even earn money. Such a person with such a personality is rare these days.
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