Chapter 73: The Chicken

Xuji is a market that people spontaneously formed in the past. Every day, people from all directions would take their own things here to sell them. It was very lively and not inferior to the festival. Xuji in the county was even more a big day to go to the market. It was still dawn, so Lelang took Sanlang to the county with Lao Qi's car, and Lao Liu was also accompanied by Lao Liu. It just so happened that Lao Liu and Lao Qi also had to sell some things, so they got together. It took about an hour to take a bus from Xiaoxi Village to the town, but it was much faster from the town to the county than to get to the town.

Longxi and Longxi are called Longxi County because they are on the bank of Longxi. Longxi County has been established in the Southern Dynasty for more than 1,400 years since the establishment of the county in the Southern Dynasty. It was once prosperous during the Song and Ming dynasties, but more of it has been destroyed in the surging historical tide. Historical events and humanities have passed through the vast fields of the sea and the sea, and have almost disappeared without a trace. All that is left is the simple folk custom of this land.

Along the way, Lelang saw some people driving ox carts, tractors, and some people riding motorcycles carrying lots of things. Some were nearby even driving cattle and sheep.

When they arrived at Xuji, Lelang helped Lao Liu and Lao Qi carry things and took a good place, so he took Sanlang to the side. There are not many people now. After Lelang took a walk around, he found a stall selling raw hot pot and sat down. Raw hot pot means chopping some pig internal organs or pork slices into boiling water and scalding them, putting lettuce, seasoning, or adding some noodles and rice, and then adding some fried garlic diced rice when eating. It was very delicious.

After eating, Lelang sent two bags to take them back for Lao Liu and Lao Qi to eat. As soon as he walked, he saw someone selling fried dough sticks next to him, so he bought some more. He and Sanlang each took one and ate it while arrogantly walking back.

Lao Liu and Lao Qi sold nothing more than some mountain goods and things that were unusable at home. Some people were buying them specifically, but they were not likely to be sold. Back at the stalls of the two, some of the things had been sold. Lelang handed over the food and the fried dough sticks he bought, and the two looked at them with your very good look.

Lelang looked at the things they sold, and Fang found that he was just a fool. Didn’t he have the mutant bananas made from Thailand? That thing should be sold. Not to mention how expensive it is, it depends on the amount of money. Even if it is sold, it can make a fortune by three or three yuan. However, when it was sold, it is more than three yuan. Now Xiaomi bananas are sold for three or four yuan per pound. This thing should be sold for four or five yuan. Even if it is sold at only a little bit, it is worth it. A bunch of four or five hundred pounds, and if it is left, it will be brewed with banana wine, which is a huge profit. Moreover, this thing is the only one in this family.

He thought that after he went back, he should take a stall at the market in the village, draw a topographic map on it, and let some interested people go over and buy it. Lelang became more and more excited as he thought about it, but he accidentally discovered another way of wealth.

The number of people gradually increased, and the people coming and going at Xuji could be described as shoulder to shoulder. Lelang took a look, stood up again, and took Sanlang out. He wanted to buy something, such as chickens and ducks. This time he planned to buy more, and then raise these chickens and ducks in the orchard outside the wall, so as not to be noisy, and also buy some grape seeds.

Saburo looked as he walked and looked, curious, and Lelang was almost the same. He liked this kind of rural atmosphere, and the ruins like this were filled with the atmosphere of rurality.

"Phi eggs, pheasant eggs, pure pheasant eggs, don't miss it when you pass by." Lelang heard the sound and looked over, and saw more than twenty eggs on a stall next to him. The person selling the eggs was a thin young man.

Lelang walked over, squatted down, took a pheasant egg and looked at it. It seemed that it was a pheasant egg. In fact, the pheasant eggs were not much different from the native eggs. Lelang could only see a rough idea. After looking at it, it felt that it should not be raised by feed.

"This brother, this is a pure pheasant egg, the kind of pheasant chicken, the pheasant egg." The egg seller immediately greeted him enthusiastically when he saw someone coming to the door.

The celestial chicken is called the local name, which is the chicken that flies in the sky, that is, the pheasant with a long tail.

Lelang picked up the eggs and looked at the sun. It seemed to be insemination. He put the eggs down and asked to the person selling the eggs: "How much?"

"Five yuan, five yuan per one, twenty-seven here, a total of 135 yuan, not a fraction of it, just count it as 130 yuan. What do you think, the whole Xuchang is the cheapest thing I sell." When Lelang asked the price, the seller immediately said happily, regardless of whether he wanted to buy it or how much he wanted to buy it.

Lelang glanced at him, but said nothing, counted 130 yuan for him. The person who sold the eggs was so happy that he gave him the basket of eggs and left happily with the money. Lelang thought it was more than 100 yuan, so he was so happy? He shook his head and couldn't touch his head.

The pheasant eggs in the bamboo basket were well placed, with a layer of hay underneath, and the basket was covered with something, so he was not afraid of being broken. He carried the basket and walked with a shaking wave. Seeing a pastry seller next to him, he went over to buy some almond cakes, bean paste cakes and small chicken cakes. He also saw a few fat cakes inside. Thinking that Saburo had not eaten it, he bought him a few.

Fat cakes are only given to the whole village when a boy is born. They are as big as a small basin. They are baked into round cakes with flour. The inside is hollow and there is only a thin layer of cakes outside, like balls, but not so round. In the countryside, "men's fat cakes and women's fat cakes" are a custom. Peach is a big round steamed bun wrapped in lotus or bean paste. Some are red glutinous rice cakes with peaches printed with peaches wrapped in peanut butter, but both fat cakes and peaches have a big red "囍" character printed on them. Now some people sell fat cakes in the market, but they look smaller, almost the size of a child's palm.

The fat cake is sweet and crispy, very delicious, and Saburo's face is covered with crumbs.

As I walked, I finally saw a young woman selling grape seedlings. The grape was a grafted variety, big and sweet. Lelang looked at it and bought eight trees, each of which was five yuan, which was quite cheap. Of course, it was not ruled out that the possibility of being fooled was not ruled out.

There were more and more things on my hands, and Lelang was a little overwhelmed, so he left.

The thin young man who had just sold pheasant eggs to Lelang was standing in front of Lao Qi's stall and said to him: "Acai, how are you doing recently? Where are you making a fortune?"

"Are you the same, what about you?" Lao Qi said to him in a mess.

This thin young man is named Wang Ping. He is from a nearby town. He usually takes advantage of his mistakes and does not do any serious things, so Lao Qi is too lazy to pay attention to him, but he is not easy to say no to answer.

"I went up the mountain a few days ago and dug a few pheasant nests. I thought I could come over and see if I could sell it for some money. I didn't expect that someone would buy it. One is five yuan, and I earn more than one hundred yuan in a while. Oh, it would be great if it could be like this every day." Wang Ping said with some emotion.

At this time, Lelang and Saburo slowly walked over.

When Wang Ping saw Le Lang, he whispered to Lao Qi: "Here, it's that stupid hat!"

"Yes." When Lao Qi heard this, he turned his head to look at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping felt that Lao Qi's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him.
Chapter completed!