Chapter 228 How much money is appropriate
Brother Zhang Dejin came down from the roof, patted the dust on his body, and said to Father Li who was packing his tools:
"The roof will be finished after another day of work tomorrow. Then you can move some people over and fire here, so you don't have to run back and forth."
"Let A Le and the others move here first." Father Li paused, "At this rate, the new house will be completed in three months, right?"
"If there is no typhoon, it should be completed by the end of October on the lunar calendar. If there is a typhoon, it may be later."
"Uncle Li, we will cut some moso bamboo tomorrow and make a few doors first so that there are barriers for people to put their things." Zhang Dejin's cousin Zhang Deshan said.
"Okay, I'll go chop it down tomorrow morning."
By the time Li Changle and his group moved the oyster ash and steel bars into the house, Li's father and others had already packed up their tools, and the group went back to the old house for dinner.
Along the way, the villagers I met were all talking about Shaji Village’s plans to hold a seven-day show.
The impatient one has already gone over there to find out the title of the play that will be played in these seven days and who is the "top family" who will perform the play.
Except for those two games, the performances were all classic plays that everyone liked, including "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", "Wife Asking for Wife", "Fifteen Strings", "Guan Yu Warmed Wine and Killed Hua Xiong"...
Uncle Li San smiled and said: "Watching the scene where Guan Yu beheaded Hua Xiong and the scene when Hua Xiong entered the city, the people in the theater watched it most carefully."
Old Man Jin looked at him puzzled, "The one who plays Guan Yu sings very well?"
"No!" Father Li said with a smile, "There used to be a troupe in Panzhen performing "Guan Yu warms wine and kills Hua Xiong".
When Guan Yu beheaded Hua Xiong, rode the red rabbit horse, and returned to the city with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, an old man said that the troupe was not acting correctly and wanted to punish him.
The class leader asked him why, and grandpa said that Guan Yu was a big man, and he was already very tall when sitting on the red rabbit horse. He held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword high when entering the city. The blade may be higher than the city gate. Could it be that he demolished the city gate to enter the city?
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In the end, the troupe leader thought what grandpa said was right and agreed to punish the opera and watch the show for free that night. Some people learned this and wanted to find fault and watch the show for free."
In the old days, the social status of actors was not high. Among the three religions and nine streams, they were considered a low-level profession and were derogatorily called springboard heads in the local area.
At that time, the audience had very high demands on the troupe. If the movements were not in place or the lyrics were sung incorrectly, they would be punished.
Once you are punished for a scene, if you encounter a talkative audience, at most the scene will be in vain that night. If you encounter a difficult situation, you may be punished for several scenes in a row.
"So that's what happened." Old Man Jin smiled and said, "I heard that there is a male actor in Panzhen who plays the role of Zhengsheng. He usually stutters very badly when he speaks, but he doesn't stutter at all when he sings. Is it true?"
"It's true, that person is from Ajin's village."
Zhang Dejin took over and said, "I heard that he became like that when he learned to speak from a stammer when he was a child.
The most classic thing is that when his father passed away, he went to his sister's house to report the news. After arriving there, his stuttering became even worse. He was so anxious that he had a lot of snot and tears, but he couldn't speak out.
His sister told him not to panic, not to speak, but to sing, and he blurted out: Sister! Something bad has happened. Father is dead!"
After listening to his lively performance, Old Man Jin sighed: "It turns out it's true. I thought it was just made up."
"It's true. His family used to live in the same alley as mine." Zhang Decai said with a smile, "He still sings opera now. He holds a huqin under the eaves of the verandah every afternoon and sings to himself."
"Now everyone goes to big places to pick up troupes to sing, and no one listens to the grass stage troupe in the village."
"Yeah, it's better than these two years. You don't have to pay to watch the big opera troupes. In the first two years, you couldn't even get a dime a theater ticket, and the children were beaten a lot for this."
"Children don't care so much. As long as they know that other children are going, they will go too. Otherwise, the gongs and drums will sound, and the soles of the feet will be itchy. The son will be confused (looking), and the mother will be beaten."
Everyone walked back talking about the interesting things they had seen from the theater.
When I got home, I saw that the Eight Immortals table had been set up in the yard. Li Changle and his son warmly greeted everyone to sit down, and Zhou Ruonan's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought the dishes to the table.
Spare ribs, cuttlefish and anchovy stewed with winter melon, eel and celery stir-fried, steamed mackerel head with old wine and shredded ginger, fat-eyed herring, cold jellyfish skin...
Except for the pork, which is bought, everything else is fished from our own vegetable fields and from the sea.
More than a dozen people, including relatives and friends who came to help, Brother Zhang Dejin and four carpenters, sat at four tables and drank and ate in a lively manner.
After dinner, Li's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought some squid heads, eels, and cuttlefish ink to Zhang Dejin and several other brothers, and asked him to bring a portion to A Guang as well.
Zhang Decai and the others were very happy when they saw that the things given by the Li family were all of good quality. After being polite, they took their things and rode home.
When Father Li saw that it was getting dark, he went to Nanshan with the Jin family and his son. Uncle Li San and the others also said goodbye and went home. Brother Li Changle pulled the cart and headed towards Li Changchun's house.
Chen Yongwei walked up to him and said: "Brother, Ah Shui told me this afternoon that he wanted to buy my old house. He asked me to ask Grandma how much it would cost. He would pay a little first, and pay back the rest in a year with interest.
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Li Changle thought of Li Yufang's experience and said, "Ah Shui is different from Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt. You go back and discuss with Grandma. If you want to sell it, you can still sell it."
Brother Li took it and said: "Awei, one more thing, your family has been approved for a new foundation. You can live in the old house, but you cannot demolish it and rebuild it in the future. If the foundation is demolished, the village will take it back and grant it to other families."
He thought it would be good for Ah Shui to buy the Chen family's house and move there. The Chen family's house was a stone-tiled house with a vegetable patch next to the house and a yard. It was much better than the wooden house in the old house.
Chen Yongwei nodded, "Ah Nai also told me that day, and said that when the new house is built, we will all move there. The old house will be broken down after a year or two without anyone living in it. I think Ah Shui wants to buy it.
, she should be able to sell it.”
He paused and then said, "I want to ask you, if I sell it, how much would it cost?"
"I don't know either." Li Changle looked at Brother Li and Brother Li, "Do you know?"
The two shook their heads, "No one in the village has ever sold a house, so how do we know how much is suitable?"
"Grandma should know, you should go back and discuss it with her."
Chen Yongwei responded, and as soon as he pulled the trolley to the entrance of Li Changchun's house, he saw his boss looking at the entrance of the alley, seeing them coming and running towards home in a hurry.
He was still shouting, "Abba, Uncle Ale and the others are here with a cart."
Brother Li shook his head, "Ah Chun and his wife are so bad-tempered that they are worried that we won't go!"
Li Changle was not surprised at all. After all, he just looked at the goods at noon and made some requests. He didn't give anyone a penny of deposit. He was just talking nonsense. It was normal for people not to believe him.
Before a few people arrived, Li Changchun came out and said with an awkward smile: "I said you were busy and might have to come later. Ah Xian was worried that you had forgotten, so he asked Ah Gou to visit your house. He just arrived at the entrance of the alley.
I saw you guys coming."
"The construction site was a bit busy today. I came home after dinner and it was a bit dark."
Brother Li Changle exchanged a few polite words with him and entered the courtyard together. They saw several large bamboo baskets placed under the eaves of the corridor. Wang Shuixian diligently opened them for them to check.
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The four of them checked one by one and saw that the shrimp whiskers mentioned at noon had also been trimmed, and that the bream heads, eels and cuttlefish were all correct in color and shape, and then they began to put them into the oilcloth bags they had brought.
Li Changle took out the large steel scale, hung it on the rope buckle and began to weigh it.
"Squid 89 pounds, 1 yuan 6 a pound, sold for 142 yuan 4. Eel 175 pounds, 1 yuan 1 a pound, 192 yuan 5. Dried shrimp 62 pounds, 1 yuan 5 a pound, 93 yuan, water gurgling,
Qingzhan..."
After weighing all the dry goods, they collected more than 1,500 kilograms of fish. When settling the bill, they gave Li Changchun's family a total of 956 yuan.
Li Changle took out the money and counted it to Li Changchun, "Brother Achun, can you please click it?"
"Oh!" Li Changchun took it with some excitement. He squeezed the money tightly, drank some saliva and counted it. After a while, he raised his head and said to him, "That's right."
"Okay, let's go back first."
Wang Shuixian hurriedly said: "Ale, we will be able to make another batch in a few days, how about we send it to you?"
It's better to buy it from a village, cash it in cash, and don't deduct their scale.
"You can send it over." Li Changle changed the topic and said seriously, "But again, if the quality is not good after inspection, I won't accept it even if you send it to my home."
"Don't worry, I won't send it to your home if it's not good." Li Changchun and Wang Shuixian responded in succession.
Chen Yongwei pulled the trolley, and Brother Li helped push it out. Before they could leave Li Changchun's house, they were stopped by several villagers.
The uncle held a cigarette with a flattering smile on his face, "Aping, I heard that Axian said that your family is collecting dry goods. I also have a lot of dry goods in the house. I will show them to you."
"I also have them at home, including dried shrimps, eels, and squid heads."
"Look, they are all fresh products that have been killed and dried in the sun."
Before the four people could react, several people lifted the bag and bamboo basket in front of the cart, took the bag away, and scrambled to show it to them.
Brother Li said in embarrassment: "Uncle Hua, we have collected a lot..."
"Look, if you like it, go for it. If you don't, forget it."
Brother Li turned his head and glanced at Li Changle, "Ale, take a look!"
"Let me take a look. If it works, I will collect it for you. If it doesn't work, I will have to dry it next time and then send it to you."
"Okay, let's see how many can be sold."
Li Changle opened the first family's bag and saw that it contained several miscellaneous species, such as small yellow croaker, mackerel, water croaker...
The color of the mackerel's head is burnt-yellow and not white at all. The watery mackerel's head is thin and curved. It seems that it was not straightened after being pickled. It was placed on a flat bamboo plate after being taken out.
They are all too small and delicate, and they don’t look good enough to sell. It’s okay if you eat them at home, but not if you sell them.
"This won't work!"
"Why not? We can sell them to the town for money."
"The prices are different." Li Changle opened the bags on the cart and said to them, "Look, I only accept this kind of goods. I won't accept the ones that are too bad."
Several families gathered in front of the trolley to take a look, and said with a forced smile: "Ours is cheap, but this kind of price is expensive, of course it's different."
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