The woman quickly put twenty bags of salt into a plastic bag and handed it to Lin Xiaoman, and asked: "You are filming in the park, right? Why are you still wearing costumes?"

"No time to change!" Lin Xiaoman responded vaguely.

I thought: It seems that those people were singing a play about people fleeing the disaster. This theater troupe is really rich. They throw more than three hundred steamed buns in one play.

I'll look back and see if I can earn some more money to buy the clothes here, otherwise it would be inconvenient to ask people when I meet them.

Squeeze out the crowd and hide in the corner with Lin Erhu to look at the salt in the bag.

It's fine salt, whiter than the best salt they've ever tasted!

Weighing it with your hands, it’s not as much as one kilogram over there, but the money they earned just now is enough to buy two hundred bags of salt. Things here are so cheap!

Lin Erhu concluded, "Sister, one yuan here should be about the same as one penny here. But the things here are cheap and the money is easy to make. We will come here to make money to buy things when we have nothing to do."
p>

Lin Xiaoman also agreed, “When we first came here, we saw a lot of people carrying baskets selling mountain products. Then we went up the mountain to look for anything we could sell. Unfortunately, we don’t allow illegal salt sales there.

When it comes to going to jail, you can buy other things and sell them to others for money."

Lin Erhu chuckled, "I went up the mountain to cut firewood a few days ago and saw a piece of sticks on the mountain. My father used to buy sticks for my mother to stew soup. One stick cost several taels of silver. I remember the place and I will dig some up later.

Sell, sell and see.”

"That's okay. Let's buy a few more kilograms of sugar and rice and then go back. We won't be hungry this winter."

"I want to eat meat!"

"Buy it for you!"

So, the siblings went straight to the IKEA supermarket where salt is the cheapest. Salt is so cheap, so other things must not be more expensive!

The supermarket was crowded with people, and every stall was crowded with people. The siblings squeezed into a stall selling meat.

Next to them were elderly aunts and uncles. This one shouted: "I want two pounds of ribs!"

The one shouted, "Weigh three catties of five flowers for me!"

"I want that piece of cucumber meat and that piece of tenderloin."

The siblings clicked their tongues, these people seemed to buy meat for free.

When they squeezed into the crowd, they saw a row of open cabinets filled with meat cut into strips, and the cold air hit their faces.

"Sister, there's a lot of meat." Lin Erhu shook Lin Xiaoman's hand, "Buy it, just buy one."

Lin Xiaoman looked around and saw that the meat sold here was leaner than the meat sold in the county, which made her dissatisfied.

It tastes better when you eat it fatter, especially fat meat that can be boiled with meat oil. Adding a spoonful of meat oil to cooking noodles will make it more fragrant.

The leftover residue from boiling oil is delicious when used in stews and stuffings. Sprinkle a little salt on it and eat it directly, and it will make people smell delicious.

It's just that the fat meat in the county is expensive and popular, so her father has to get up early and go out every time to buy it.

There are even more bones inside than the meat sold in the county, but why are they more expensive than meat?

It's really strange. If you don't eat good meat, people here are willing to spend expensive money to buy bones without much meat? Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?

Lin Xiaoman looked around critically, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He pointed to a pile of compost in the corner and asked, "Auntie, how do you sell that?"

Lin Xiaoman thought that fat pork belly was the most expensive. Fatty pork like this with no lean meat at all was more expensive than pork belly. Unexpectedly, the aunt who sold the meat took a look at the compost meat and said, "These are the leftovers from the refined meat. Five pieces."

Ninety-one pounds, how much does it cost?"

Another word I’ve never heard of!

Lin Xiaoman didn't know how much five-nine yuan was, so he handed over the last twenty-yuan note and asked cautiously: "How much can I buy for twenty yuan?"

The woman selling the meat took the money, took out a few pieces of fat meat from the cabinet, and weighed it on the electronic scale, "Nineteen dollars! Two cents in the bag, a total of nineteen dollars and seventy. I'll give you 30 cents for the money and the small amount."

The tickets are collected."

Lin Xiaoman knows, five yuan and nine is five yuan and nine, how can people here still say the same thing all at once?

But why is fatty meat sold so cheaply? Don’t people here like eating fatty meat?

Taking the meat, the receipt, and three smaller silver coins handed over by the woman, the sister and brother laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths.

Lin Erhu took out the green one from Lin Xiaoman's hand and handed it over, "Auntie, you all buy fat meat."

The woman looked at Lin Erhu in surprise, "Fifty yuan of fat meat? Can your family finish it? Will your parents scold you if you buy it back?"

Lin Xiaoman explained with a smile, "My elders asked us to buy it back for refining. Auntie, just sell it to us."

Lin Xiaoman guessed that her parents should be talking about the elders in the family. I wonder if it is her parents? Or her grandparents?

The woman didn't ask any more questions and quickly weighed the meat for Lin Xiaoman. The sister and brother spent an extra thirty cents to buy a large plastic bag of fat meat.

This plastic bag is thicker than the one that contains the steamed buns, and it looks sturdier. When I go home, wipe it with plant ash and wash it with water. I can still use it when I buy things in the future, so I don’t feel so distressed.

Then they went to the grain selling area and bought a bag of white sugar and 90 yuan worth of rice. They also bought a round bag of something called potatoes with the few silver coins they recovered.

I haven’t tried it before, go back and try to see if it tastes good.

Coming out of the IKEA supermarket, there is a row of beautiful cars outside, and children are sitting on them swaying. A nice nursery rhyme comes: "Dad's father is called grandpa, and father's mother is called grandma...

The two siblings stood for a long time before they understood: Dad is the father and mother is the mother.

When I got home, I closed the door and took out all the things I bought today and looked at them again and again before hiding them all.

Lin Xiaoman asked Lin Erhu to clean the pot, light a fire in the stove, and then go to the well to bring some water to boil, while she cut the fat meat she bought into slices.

More than twenty kilograms of fat meat, even if there is a shortage of kilograms or two, it can be boiled into lard and enough for the two siblings to eat until next year.

While the lard was boiling, Lin Xiaoman and Lin Erhu washed a wooden board and placed it on the floor in the house. They saved a few steamed buns to eat in the past few days, and cut the rest into thick slices and placed them on the wooden board to dry.
p>

Fortunately, there are no longer any houses in the west of the village, and the few households that have not moved out live far away. When the breeze blows, the aroma of boiled lard is blown away.

I added some salt to the boiled lard and put it into an oil can. The large can was not filled, so another large bowl was filled.

He cut a few potatoes and stewed them with the oil in the pot. While eating, Lin Erhu was almost confused by the aroma, "Sister, this is too fragrant. Can we eat it like this every day? It's just the skin on it."

It’s not very tasty. I’ll have to peel off the skin next time I stew it.”

"Well, it must be possible!"

Lin Xiaoman also smiled and rolled his eyes. The good days of their siblings are still ahead.

After a meal, their stomachs were full. The siblings lay on the bed and didn't want to move. Lin Erhu muttered: "This thing called potatoes is so delicious. Let's plant some in the ground next year."
p>

"Okay, I just don't know how to plant it. I'll ask someone there when the time comes. Then we'll see if there are other things we don't have here that we can plant."

When she got up early the next day, Lin Xiaoman took a few steamed bun slices, fried them in lard, added water to the oil and cooked a salty porridge. When it came out of the pot, she sprinkled a handful of green onions and a handful of oil residue, and each of them drank most of the bowl with the steamed bun slices.

.
Chapter completed!