dhibooks Chapter 51
Chapter 51
【This land is full of hardships】
When Ye Fan and his party arrived at the county seat, the sky was already bright.
At the gate of the city, there were some people in shabby clothes, with rag bags on their backs, and straw shoes on their feet. The shoes were covered with dirt and mud. It looked like victims from afar.
They walked in with the flow of people entering the city, their dark and thin faces were full of apprehension.
There are obviously more soldiers guarding the city. Not only did they not stop them, but they even helped the elderly and children when they encountered them.
There are mostly restaurants in the north of the city, and some stores brought out hot noodle soup for them to drink.Although they speak different accents, the kindness and gratitude can be accurately conveyed.
The bullock cart was still laughing and chattering, but seeing this scene, adults and children fell silent, only the sound of the wheels could be heard.
Sister Ye's shop is at the southernmost end, and there are a few people standing in front of the door, all of them are half-grown children, so thin that they don't seem to have much strength. body.
A tall man held a curtain of hot millet noodles and distributed them to them.
Those children seemed to have not eaten for a long time, and they grabbed the nest and stuffed it into their mouths.
Sister Ye came out with hot soup, and hurriedly ordered: "Eat slowly, there is still enough."
The man took the soup bowl, took out a few copper coins from his waist, and handed them to her without counting, "Wow money."
Sister Ye refused to accept it, and said in a low voice, "It's not that you ate it, how can you charge for it?"
"Hey, it's agreed that I bought it, so naturally I have to pay for it." The man held his hand towards Ye Fan and said with a smile, "Your brother is here, hurry up and treat the guests!"
Taking advantage of the time when Sister Ye turned around, he put the money on the curtain, gave the soup bowl to the children, and strode away.
As the bullock cart approached, Ye Fan just recognized that this person was the yatou who helped him earlier.
Sister Ye put the curtain on the Zhuma Stone casually, and greeted her with a smile.
"I didn't plan to open today, but a regular customer came early in the morning. I bought half of the marinated pork liver and pork belly last night. I'm thinking about what to do next!"
"Isn't it okay if someone buys it?" Third Sister Ye jumped off the bullock cart, turned around and carried Sanxiao Guan down.
The little guy landed in Sister Ye's arms before he landed, "Let my aunt see, is it heavy?"
Guan Sanxiao is sincere and doesn't know how to be coquettish, so he just put on a sullen little face and stood there in a daze.
Sister Ye laughed amusedly, and turned to look at Ye Fan, "This one doesn't talk much today."
Ye Fan did not say a word, he was holding Guan Erxiao's hand, looking at the children who were gobbling up at the door.
The two faces, one big and one small, showed similar expressions of sadness and sympathy.
Guan Erxiao shook Ye Fan's hand, raised his face and called in a low voice: "Uncle..."
Next to it, Guan Dalang and Guan Dalang were unloading the baskets containing steamed buns from the bullock cart, and there were two baskets full of pickled goose eggs.
Ye Fan guessed what the little guy meant and nodded.
Guan Erxiao hurriedly ran to the basket, grabbed several big white steamed buns, wrapped them in his clothes and delivered them to the door of the restaurant.
Third Sister Ye sighed, in the past, she would have been nagging about such a waste of the new clothes she just changed, but she didn't say anything at this time.
At the restaurant, the children had just finished a pot of hot soup, and now they were holding the soup pot, wiping the oil residue on the bottom of the pot with their black fingers and eating.
Guan Er trotted halfway, he didn't know whether he was shy or timid, he stopped, and held his clothes forward.
The children looked at those white and fat steamed buns, and couldn't believe they were for themselves. They shrank and refused to take them.
Guan Erxiao's face was sullen, and he said in a rough voice, "Here!"
This ferocious look shocked the children even more. Some of them were timid, put down the soup basin in a hurry, and retreated to the wall.
Third Sister Ye walked forward slowly, picked up the steamed buns one by one into the basin, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, these are steamed buns from my brother's house, you can share them."
The leading child looked about twelve or thirteen years old, maybe older, but he was too thin to make him look small.
He hesitated for a moment, then knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to everyone, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, thank you benefactor."
Only then did he hug the basin and lead a group of children away.
As for the handful of copper coins on the Zhuma Stone, they were placed there from beginning to end, and none of them were missing.
Ye Fan felt quite uncomfortable until he entered the backyard.
"Are they all from the north? They are so small, how did they get to Daning County?"
Sister Ye poured him a bowl of water, and sighed: "Either he followed the adults from the same village, or he had parents originally, but..."
Needless to say, Ye Fan also guessed what happened next.
Guan Dalang saw that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, so he smiled and said: "Elder sister must have given up a lot these days, right?"
Sister Ye said while picking up steamed buns: "Most of your village is from Kansai, I don't know, we have suffered here too, we have received a lot of relief from the north back then, now it's their turn to make trouble, who can do without it?" Have a conscience?"
When Ye Fan heard this, he realized why the people in the city were so kind—living a hard life in the same land, why don't they help each other!
"They all have backbone, and they never eat for nothing." Sister Ye pouted her lips in the kitchen, "They picked up all the firewood, grass and leaves."
Third Sister Ye was open-minded, smiled, and said, "Come on, let's not talk about this—all will pass."
Everyone nodded silently, and they will all pass.
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Sister, you called us here today, you have to cook something delicious, we can't just dismiss it casually."
Sister Ye poked him on the forehead, "What do you want to eat? Tell me what you want, and I will make it for you."
Ye Fan chuckled, "Donkey meat!"
"No."
"Just now you said you'd do it all for me, didn't you slap me in the face?"
"Sure, I'll kill your donkey right now, to see if you feel bad."
"Don't, don't, sister, I was wrong." Ye Fan begged for mercy with a shy face.
"Huh~ Uncle is shy." Guan Erxiao was the first to jump out and laugh at him.
"Stinky boy, poke your butt up, watch if I don't smash it!"
"Mom, help me!"
"It's useless to call him father!"
Cheerful laughter came from the small courtyard, and the heavy atmosphere just now finally completely dissipated.
***
Ye Fan guessed right, Sister Ye called them over to discuss the restaurant.
At this time, there was a bowl of cooked instant noodles in front of each person without any seasoning.
There is a circle of enamel bowls on the table, which contain all kinds of braised vegetables, as well as stewed goose eggs, fried oil residue, small cold dishes, etc.
"This is the topping, you can put whatever you want in the bowl."
Sister Ye helped each of the three little nephews pick up a large chopsticks of pork belly, and added a spoonful of fried goose eggs. The three brothers swallowed their mouths wateringly when they smelled the aroma.
Sister Ye smiled and asked, "What do you think of selling this alone in the future?"
In fact, this question is mainly about Guan Dalang.
This proposal was originally made by Ye Fan. Sister Ye was more cautious and tried for more than a month before making up her mind.
"Everyone who comes here for dinner these days asks for noodles, so I thought, why not listen to Fanzi and open a noodle restaurant, which will save a lot of work."
Guan Dalang picked up the crooked noodles in the bowl with his chopsticks, and asked, "This thing is both noodles and oil, does it cost a lot?"
Sister Ye smiled, "Looking fresh, it doesn't cost much money."
Ye Fan suggested to her to use millet flour and bean flour from the very beginning, which are not only cheaper than wheat flour, but also make the noodles stronger.
Sister Ye pointed to the stove and said, "The most expensive thing is the oil for fried noodle cakes. Luckily, the lo mei is more expensive. If you buy more pork bones, you will get money for the oil."
Guan Dalang took a sip and kept nodding, "I think that even a big bowl of soup and noodles can be sold for five or six renminbi, let alone three renminbi."
When Sister Ye heard this, she finally felt relieved.
Guan Dalang fought under King An's command back then, and he was quite knowledgeable when he traveled all over the world. If he said yes, he would do it.
Ye Fan thought of the oily sunflower seedlings in the field, and immediately said: "Don't worry about the oil, I will bring you a bucket this autumn, and it is guaranteed to be more fragrant than lard."
"How can it be more delicious than lard?" Sister Ye didn't believe him, but she was still happy, "Come on, talk while eating, don't be clumsy."
"Eat!" Seeing Ye Fan move his chopsticks, Guan Erxiao couldn't wait to take a big mouthful and stuffed it into his mouth. As a result, his eyes were big and his belly was small, and he choked.
Third Sister Ye was so angry that she patted him straight, "Like a starving ghost, did I short you for food, or short for your drink?"
Guan Erxiao was so choked that she rolled her eyes, and said stubbornly, "Your cooking is not as good as, not as delicious as your aunt's!"
"Little clever ghost, your mouth is so sweet!" Sister Ye was flattered, and with a smile, she picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in the little guy's bowl.
Guan Erxiao grinned, laughing so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.
Third Sister Ye pretended to be angry, and gave Ye Fan a blank look, "I really don't know who followed."
A big cauldron hit his head, Ye Fan opened his mouth, unable to refute at all.
***
After returning, Ye Fan said goodbye to the Guan family by the river.
Guan Dalang said: "The twentieth day is the second child's official day, and Fan Zi asked Uncle Yu's family to come over for a wedding banquet."
Ye Fan knew about this a long time ago, and immediately said: "Let's talk about it first, I will serve the wine at the wedding banquet."
Guan Dalang smiled, "Success, I will ask your sister to make you the biggest wedding cake later."
Seeing that he was not polite, Ye Fan was very upset and left with a smile.
At this time, it was past noon, and the sun was not so poisonous.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry to go home, and rode a little donkey wobbling around in the valley.
The originally barren valley is now planted with rows of thick fruit trees, and there are small green seedlings growing in the gaps between the trees, which are the oil sunflowers planted some time ago.
It is indeed a high-yield variety from aliens. Its ability to withstand drought and barrenness is not so strong, but within a few days, it grows as high as the palm of your hand. , Cattle and sheep dare not eat.
Of course, no one came here to herd cattle and sheep.
Those fields where trees were planted were strictly protected by the villagers, no matter whether they were from the village or from other villages, no one could go in except for weeding and watering.
Ye Fan secretly planned that when this batch of noodles was harvested, each household would send two baskets.
The sound of charging and killing from Beishan was heard from a distance, which was quite scary at first.
Fortunately, everyone in the village was used to it, and soon guessed that it was the Li family's trilogy that was practicing.
Today, June [-]th, is catching up with the big exercises.
Li Yao should be there, right?
Ye Fan glanced at the system panel, alas, twenty hours and 15 minutes have passed since the last meeting, what a long time!
He patted Bailu's head and said with a smile, "Little Qingluan, do you really want to go to Beishan?"
Bailu shook his ears, whether to go or not!
"I really want to go!"
Ye Fan bent his bright black eyes and said crisply: "Go, take a look."