Chapter 49 It's Snowing (Second Update)
Qin Yao felt that Liu Ji's face should be made of city walls.
As soon as I heard about the delicious food, I forced myself to come over.
The main theme is one, I am shameless, so you cannot condemn me with morality.
Six bowls of fragrant wontons were served, and the children's eyes widened.
A bowl costs eight cents and contains fifteen wontons with plenty of meat filling. The four brothers and sisters of Dalang think this is more delicious than candied haws.
As long as it is related to meat, they think it is the best.
I need to add more oil and sauce, and buy twenty kilograms of meat. Then the fat meat will be boiled in lard, and the lean meat will be frozen outside the house, and I will eat it slowly.
Having an ox cart is convenient, as it can carry people and goods. When Qin Yao returned the ox cart to the village chief's house, she touched the ox again and again, greedy and wanting it.
The game starts in a small mountain village with a dead end.
Qin Yao rubbed the center of her twitching eyebrows. Even if the road to tofu was cut off, there was even hot pot here.
However, as the saying goes, there are three major hardships in life.
The spices here are extremely expensive. Star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, etc. cannot be sold in the entire Kaiyang County.
The common ones are cooking delicious food.
Among them, pigs are very popular because of their low cost and the fact that they can be sold and made a lot of money by just doing it.
In order to save some firewood, Qin Yao's family only cooks two meals a day. They cook the lunch meal together in the morning and heat it up on the charcoal stove at noon.
The two brothers stood awkwardly, not knowing whether they should smile or not, but it was really difficult to do so.
It is good enough to have a full meal and good weather in the coming year.
Qin Yao crossed out the option of getting rich by being a pig on the small board.
Qin Yao was also a little moved.
It was cold inside the house, and it would be warmer if they went out for a run. The parents no longer locked them up to prevent them from going out.
The two brothers looked forward to asking: "What is the spirit award?"
Each family tries its best to make the best meal.
Pole a boat, blacksmith, and grind tofu!
Then the whole family sits together and finishes the meal, which is considered the New Year.
A trip to the city cost six coins, which is a bit painful to think about.
Such a big bowl of wontons, Sanlang and Siniang were stunned to finish them all.
He had eaten it twice when his mother was still alive, and he still remembers the smell.
Qin Yao waved to Liu Ji, "You continue."
The white snow particles fell rustlingly, and soon the ground was covered with a light layer of white, making a rustling sound when walking on it.
It's a pity that I can only take a look now, and the money in my pocket does not allow it.
She continued to think about other delicacies.
At the end of the day, two frozen old men were lifted out of a low thatched hut with drafts on all sides.
Qin Yao began to recall the time-travel novels she read when she was in school.
The snow stopped, and the children who were detained at home finally regained their freedom and ran out one after another. Those who had snowball fights, those who smashed ice cubes, and those who built snowmen.
It has snowed for several days. On New Year's Eve, the sky suddenly cleared up. The snow on the eaves melted and turned into water, falling down and forming ice under the eaves.
After lunch, Liu Ji was asked to take the children back to the car, while Qin Yao went to buy some new year's goods alone.
“Does anyone know what food can be made from soybeans?”
In Qin Yao's memory, the Spring Festival is a very lively day, with loud gongs and drums and a cheerful atmosphere.
The family of six returned home with a full load. As soon as they entered the courtyard, the gloomy sky suddenly lit up.
Wait a minute, she saw people sprouting bean sprouts in the county town, so they can also make tofu, right?
The family of six huddled in the main room, warming the newly raised charcoal pot. They were glad that they came back at just the right time.
Qin Yao only had nine taels of silver left in his pocket.
Wrapped in a straw mat, the young men in the village carried him to a barren mountain, where he was buried in the loess and ended his life.
First of all, she couldn't buy the spices for making pig sesame.
Thinking of this, Qin Yao decided to test the children at home.
The snow is falling quickly.
The village chief took several strong young men from the clan and went from house to house to count the number of people.
I bought a piece of red paper, incense candles, two red lanterns, and a bag of fodder to feed the cows.
Overnight, the ground was covered with a layer of white silver light.
Qin Yao nodded encouragingly and motioned for him to speak.
Those programs showing lanterns and dragon and lion dances did not appear.
Tofu seems to be a good choice.
After Qin Yao finished two hundred push-ups, she was thinking about how to make money.
She didn't know if she could survive it.
How do the heroines who travel through time make money?
“The pig launch route is abandoned!”
But reality gave her a hard slap!
Five people, father and son, learned calligraphy.
Erlang responded actively: "I know!"
Laughing to death!
But compared with last year, only two elderly people froze to death this year, and no children or young people froze to death, which is much better.
Secondly, there are not even a thousand people in the eight villages in ten miles together. The villages and towns are scattered. The nearest Jinshi Town is three hours away, and there is no mature market at all.
Snowing.
Qin Yao saw that some people were making bean sprouts and selling them, so she decided to go back and try them herself, so that she could have more vegetables to eat in winter.
Dalang Erlang looked at the stepmother anxiously. Didn't they answer correctly? Why does the stepmother look so dissatisfied?
Qin Yao forced out a smile and gave a thumbs up to the two of them, "Congratulations, you got the answer right, but you only get the spirit award."
It is not possible to have a charcoal stove in every house, so the whole family will gather in the main room after getting up.
Qin Yao took a look and thought, I won't be able to sleep when I go home at night, so I must be able to hold on.
Liu Ji was waiting to pick up the leftovers, but he didn't find any extra morsel of soup. That was very depressing.
Qin Yao lifted Liu Ji up from the teaching position, sat on it herself, and asked with a smile.
Erlang said: "Soybeans can grow bean sprouts, and can also be used to make bean curd and tofu. My aunt will make tofu and sell it in winter. People in the village will trade soybeans with her to take home as a New Year's Eve dish."
Just before she could figure it out, the New Year arrived.
In careful calculation, it would be better for her to continue knitting straw sandals.
Liu Ji took a deep breath to prevent herself from being **** off. She was going well in class, but she had to come and cause trouble!
Qin Yao returned to her seat in the corner and continued to lower her eyes in thought.
No one in the village can afford to raise pigs, and there are no raw materials at all! Pig waste is also meat. The diligent and thrifty working people can even fry grasshoppers and leeches and serve them on the table, let alone just pig waste?
Everything in these ancient times is so expensive. If she no longer thinks of ways to make money, Qin Yao feels that the money in her hand will soon be exhausted.
The temperature has dropped sharply, and the real winter has arrived. Every household has stayed behind closed doors to resist the severe cold.
the last point.
However, due to the lack of supplies, the people of Liujiacun celebrated in a very simple way.
Only officials and wealthy businessmen can afford it, and they still use private transportation and logistics routes.
The remaining Tang Qinyao did not allow the two to drink again, and finished the two big mouths.
Furthermore, there is a lot of bartering in the village. It is normal to exchange more soybeans than raw materials for tofu.
Dalang added: "It's hot pot. The tofu and meat stewed in the hot pot are very fragrant."
Qin Yao gave a thumbs up again, "That's it, it's awesome."
So, when they saw Qin Yao taking out two cut-out words with blessing characters and pasting them on the door, the children at home seemed to be watching something strange.
Only then did I realize that this is how the Chinese New Year is celebrated.
(End of this chapter)
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