Hua Ziqiang waved his hand and stuffed the five cents back.
"There aren't many left here. It's okay to eat the rest if you like. If you can't sell it today, it will go bad and have to be thrown away."
Hua Xiangfan looked at his brother in shock. Why would his brother say that?
There are still many people who cannot get enough food now. This is food, how can we throw it away and waste it?
There aren't usually many leftover dishes, as the two brothers finish them on the way, so there's no way they'd throw them away.
However, Hua Wanyan is from the old Hua family and has a relatively close relationship with them, so it’s okay to give it to her.
Hua Wanyan was also a little surprised: "Throwing it away would be such a waste! Why don't you just eat it yourself?"
Hua Ziqiang smiled and said, "What's the difference between us eating it ourselves and giving it to you? If we don't eat the unsold food, it would be a waste, so you don't have to pay."
He looked into the pot. "Winter melon, potatoes, kelp knots, dried tofu, green vegetables, bean curd sheets... these are the ones left. Just take whatever you want."
These ingredients are all skewered on bamboo sticks. Winter melon, green vegetables and dried tofu are not the most popular ones, and there is basically some left over every day.
The others are more popular, so we prepare more of them, so they are left over when business is not so good.
Hua Ziqiang was also considerate enough to fish out the remaining vegetables from the pot, put them into a prepared bamboo tube, and handed it to Hua Wanyan.
Hua Ziqiang said, "This is convenient for you to eat while walking. There shouldn't be anything in here that you won't eat, right?"
Hua Wanyan shook her head: "No, I'm fine."
She had no choice but to take the bamboo tube, pick up the bamboo stick and eat it slowly. As soon as she put it in her mouth, the rich aroma wrapped in spicy flavor swept out domineeringly.
The juice seeps into the dishes, and paired with the taste of different dishes, it has a slightly sweet taste, which is very delicious.
Hua Ziqiang saw that she was enjoying the meal and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Hua Wanyan: "Your craftsmanship is really good."
As a cook, there is nothing more gratifying than being praised for my cooking skills.
Hua Ziqiang asked: "What do you usually like to eat?"
Hua Wanyan: "They're all okay. I'm not picky."
"Have you ever eaten hawthorn cake?"
“No.”
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Along the way, Hua Xiangfan pushed the stall silently, listening to the other two people chatting casually, and before they knew it, they arrived home.
After a while, the dates, oranges and pomegranates in the village were ripe.
The team leader shouted at everyone to pick them, and then distributed some to each household.
The hawthorns in Lao Hua's yard are also ripe.
The whole family picked the ripe hawthorns, dozens of kilograms in total, and piled them in the yard, filling at least three large bamboo baskets.
My family definitely can’t finish it all. In fact, there are not many ways to eat hawthorn.
It can either be mashed into paste and made into snacks, or made into candied haws, or stewed with meat.
If you eat it alone, it will not have much meat and will be very sour.
So actually not much can be given to the villagers.
It just so happened that Hua Ziqiang was a cook, so Wan Qingliu would always be sent to Hua Ziqiang.
She casually instructed Hua Wanyan: "Go to Erniu's house and ask them to bring hawthorn."
Hua Wanyan asked, "Didn't they set up a stall today?"
Wan Qingliu said uncertainly, "I think I saw them today. Go to their house and check. If no one is there, come back."
"Oh, okay." Hua Wanyan agreed, then walked out the door.
Arriving at Hua Ziqiang's house, she stood outside the waist-high stone wall, poked her head out, and called out, "Is anyone there?"
Hua Xiangfan came out from behind the house and saw Hua Wanyan, "Sister Yanyan, what can I do for you?"
Hua Wanyan: "I've picked the hawthorns and I'm here for you to take."
"I see. My brother has gone to the fields now. We'll get it when he comes back."
Hua Wanyan said okay and turned around to go home.
About half an hour later, Hua Ziqiang and Hua Xiangfan appeared outside Old Hua's house.
Hua Ziqiang was holding two mud-wrapped objects in his hands. When he saw Wan Qingliu, he smiled and said,
"Aunt, I just made beggar's chicken and brought you two."
Wan Qingliu quickly said, "How can I have the nerve to eat so many of your chickens? Take them back quickly."
Even in later times when living standards were so advanced, no one could afford to eat several chickens at once. Waste was certainly one reason, and another reason was that so much chicken was not cheap in total.
Not to mention this time.
Many people may not be willing to kill a chicken during the Chinese New Year.
Hua Ziqiang said, "You guys always send fruit to my house, but that's not money? Can't all this fruit be exchanged for two chickens? Auntie, please accept it. It's just right for an extra dish tonight."
In short, after several rounds of pushing, refusing and pulling, the two beggar chickens wrapped in banana leaves finally ended up on Lao Hua's dining table.
At the dinner table, the shredded chicken was placed on a plate.
After tasting it, Wan Qingliu exclaimed, "Erniu's cooking skills are really good. This chicken tastes really good."
The chopsticks of other people at the table also reached out to the chicken.
Hua Wanyan couldn't agree more while eating.
After dinner, Hua Wanyan was strolling in the village when she saw Hua Ziqiang and Hua Xiangfan each carrying a straw target and walking in one direction.
There were also many strings of bright red candied haws stuck on the target.
Out of curiosity, Hua Wanyan followed.
The children gathered in the tutoring class and were doing their homework. Xiaole, as Hua Wanchi's assistant, sat on the side and watched the children do their homework.
He is so miserable!
He's only in second grade! He's been forced to learn the entire elementary school curriculum!
Just to provide guidance to children when they need it.
So Xiaole's face looked bitter at this moment.
"It's time to eat candied haws! Come over here and take one each!"
Hua Ziqiang's cheerful call sounded at the door, and at that moment, it was like the divine light of salvation was shining down.
When Xiaole looked up, he saw the candied haws that were as bright as red lanterns, and his eyes lit up immediately.
The children could no longer do their homework. They cheered and ran to the door enthusiastically, reaching out to pick up the candied haws.
Hua Ziqiang said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, the candied haws are all very big, you won't lose anything, here, here, I'll get them for you, here, here."
Hua Xiangfan also smiled and took the candied haws off the target.
The corners of everyone's mouths were shiny with sugar residue from the candied haws.
Hua Wanyan followed here and was surprised to find that many children were eating candied haws. Hua Ziqiang turned around and saw her, then smiled and asked:
"Yan Yan, do you want one?"
Hua Wanyan blinked her eyes and shook her head generously, "Why would I fight with the little devil for food? Let them eat it."
Hua Wanchi confidently picked up one and handed it to Hua Wanyan.
"Sister, you can eat it. It's okay. There's always more food here, no less."
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