Is there anyone selling ginger at the market?

There weren't any on the street stalls. Seeing them wandering around like headless chickens, Zhou Lang grabbed Wu Lang by the back collar and turned him around half a circle. Then he pointed to the doorway of the old doctor's house and said, "This is the only one in his house."

Ginger for sale.”

Ginger can dispel cold and remove the smell of mutton, so during the Chinese New Year, if you want to cook mutton, many people will go to the drug store or doctor’s home to buy some ginger cubes.

Wulang is not young anymore and should be sensible.

Wu Lang looked at the door of the old doctor's house and had some bad premonitions. He and Liu Lang led Man Bao over.

The old doctor had already opened the door and was sitting on a wicker chair rocking back to sleep. When he saw two teenagers and a child standing in front of him, he squinted his eyes and looked at Friday Lang and Saturday Lang carefully, and found that they looked familiar.

, but I couldn’t quite remember the name, so I looked at Man Bao.

Well, this is an acquaintance.

The old doctor waved to Man Bao, "Looking at your rosy complexion, you don't look sick. Why, your mother is sick again?"

When Man Bao was younger, she was sick every three days. The old doctor was very familiar with her. On several occasions, he was carried to Zhou's house by the Zhou brothers late at night.

Man Bao was also deeply impressed by the old doctor, because every time he saw her, he would either give her an injection or give her painful medicine, so Man Bao was very afraid of him.

She pointed her little fingers and whispered: "I want to buy ginger."

"Oh, that's a good thing. How much do you want?"

"One pound!"

The old doctor's forehead jumped. He looked at the little thing and asked with a smile, "What do you want so much ginger for?"

"Let's make soup. My third brother is going to serve in the army and I want to make ginger soup for them."

The old doctor thought for a moment and said, "It's a good idea to warm up the body from the cold, but ginger is expensive, and it costs sixty yuan per kilogram."

"Ah, why is it more expensive than Ligustrum lucidum?"

The old doctor was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "You still know Ligustrum lucidum."

He thought for a while and said: "Ligustrum lucidum is not used as often as ginger slices in prescriptions. Moreover, wealthy people like to use ginger for cooking and drink tea with it. This thing is rare and valuable, and ginger is harvested."

If you use less and use more, of course it will be more expensive.”

"But ginger is easy to grow."

"Huh?" The old doctor sat up slightly and asked with a smile, "Can you plant it?"

Man Bao said without caring at all: "Jiang likes fertile and moist land. As long as you bury a piece of it, you can harvest a large area."

This is stated on the entry, and Keke also said that ginger is easy to grow. In the future, due to the great migration of humans, many species will disappear or decrease, but some species not only do not decrease, but are planted more and more.

, ginger is one that is easy to survive.

The old doctor was thoughtful. He stood up, took out a piece of ginger and gave it to her. He said: "Ginger is divided into fresh ginger and dried ginger. I only have dried ginger. Dried ginger has to be buried in the ground for three years. It has a strong smell.

Use moderation, what you want should be ginger, if you still want it, come back next time when there is a big gathering."

He added: "Now that the weather is cold, besides ginger, you can also cook more radish. In fact, ginger slices are better to eat in summer, and radish is better to eat in winter. Instead of making ginger soup, you might as well make radish soup."

The old doctor smiled at Man Bao, winked at her mischievously and said, "Carrots and meat go better together."

Man Bao swallowed her saliva, wiped the corners of her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Besides radish, what else can be put in it?"

"It's a pity that it's winter now, and there are no other vegetables besides radishes. Otherwise, we could put some vegetable leaves in it and the soup would be delicious."

Wulang and Liulang were drooling when they saw their sister. They felt that the old doctor was very unreliable. They came to buy ginger. How could he teach them how to make soup?

And is he talking about soup?

That was a big deal. Wu Lang quickly dragged Man Bao to leave, fearing that his little sister would be persuaded to do that, and then they would lose money instead of making money in this business.

Wu Lang wanted to pay for the piece of ginger. The old doctor was very generous. He waved his hand and said, "It's just a small piece of ginger. You can give me two cents."

Wu Lang thought that two coins was too expensive, okay? They wanted to boil a large cauldron of water, and they planned to use a lot of ginger.

If this is the only two pennies you can get, how much ginger is needed to boil a cauldron of water?

Friday Lang was a little worried.

Seeing his two younger brothers coming back with sad faces, Zhou Zhoulang was satisfied, but the expression on Manbao's face did not match the reality. He asked: "Did you buy ginger?"

Man Bao nodded repeatedly, still thinking about white radish stewed in broth. She drooled and asked Zhou Erlang, "Second brother, do white radish and meat go well together?"

Zhou Erlang looked down at Yaomei and felt that the corners of her mouth were a little bright. He nodded and said, "Yes, it matches her well."

Wu Wulang immediately said from the side: "Man Bao, don't listen to the old doctor. A bowl of soup, meat and carrots for a penny. That's not a loss, it's a loss of family wealth."

"Then sell it for two cents."

"Two pennies are not profitable." Wu Lang was not a rich man. He knew how much meat cost, and he could probably calculate how much meat a cauldron of soup would have to have a meaty aroma, so he said: "A bowl has both ginger and meat."

The broth with radish and radish costs at least four or five cents to get back the money. If you want to make money, you have to sell it for at least six cents. Who is willing to spend six cents for a bowl of soup every day?"

Wu Lang reiterated, "Two pennies don't make money."

Man Bao swallowed his saliva and said, "Let's go see the meat first."

There are also meat sellers at the market, but there are only a few. There are basically two stalls, one selling mutton and the other selling pork.

Like most people, Manbao prefers to eat mutton, which is also more expensive than pork.

So Man Bao subconsciously looked at the mutton first. After asking the price, he stood aside and counted the cost with his fingers. It seemed to be a bit high.

Keke reminded: "Host, bones can also be used to make soup."

Man Bao said: "Bones are also expensive."

"It's not bones with meat, I'm talking about bones without meat." Keke directed Man Bao to look at the cleanly shaved bones at the nearby pork stall.

Man Bao came up to take a look, and the stall owner smiled and asked the three of them, "Buying meat?"

Man Bao asked, "How do you sell pork meat?"

The stall owner divided the meat into areas and pointed: "This pile is ten cents a pound, this pile is nine cents, and this pile is eight cents."

They are divided according to fatness and thinness, and the fatter they are, the more expensive they are.

Man Bao rarely eats pork meat and doesn't miss it very much. He pointed at the bones and asked, "Where's this one?"

"Six articles."

There is a lot of meat on the bones, but it is undeniable that the bones are also very heavy. One bone weighs more than a pound, but there is not much meat to eat, so he prices it cheaper.

The lamb next to it is much more expensive than the pork.

Man Bao turned his fingers half a circle and asked the bones he held aside, "What about this one?"
Chapter completed!