Chapter 78: Leave half for us to eat
"Little sister, have you finished shopping?" As he spoke, he leaned over to look into the basket she was carrying, wanting to see what she had bought.
"Well, I've almost bought everything."
Sang Yu generously moved her hand away to show him the inside of the basket. The gray hare was tied up into a ball and huddled in one side, looking so pitiful.
As soon as Sang Yongjing saw the hare, his eyes lit up and he wanted to eat it alive on the spot. He was still thinking about the pheasant he had eaten last time and it had been a long time since he had eaten meat.
"Then let's go home quickly." Go home and stew the rabbit.
"Hey, brother, wait a minute." Sang Yu called him, she had other things to do.
She went to the pharmacy where she was getting her medicine and asked the clerk, "Do you sell ginger?"
The pheasant I had before was fine; the smell wasn't particularly strong, and I could eat it after soaking it in water. But the rabbit was different. If I didn't use ginger to remove the fishy smell, I'm afraid it would be too pungent to eat.
She had just walked around Area A and didn't see any seasonings like onions, ginger, and garlic. Now she could only hope that the pharmacy had these herbs.
The young man didn't hesitate at all and said directly, "Yes, do you want to buy some ginger slices? How much do you want?"
He didn't find it strange. Many people who caught a cold and couldn't afford to see a doctor or get medicine would come and buy some ginger slices to boil in water to drink.
"How much is one or two taels?" Sang Yu still asked the price first. If he directly quoted the quantity without asking the price, he would easily put himself in a difficult situation.
"Three coins and one ounce."
That is thirty cents per pound. Sang Yu calculated it in his mind and secretly regretted it.
If she had known earlier, she should have learned more about identifying medicinal herbs in the wild and gone to the mountains to look for some. Wouldn't it be faster to make money than the hard work of making sugar now?
It is indeed quite expensive if sold by kilogram, but it is still acceptable if sold by ounce. She asked for two ounces of ginger slices, and the waiter neatly wrapped them in ramie leaves and handed them to her.
Sang Yu took it and looked at it and couldn't help laughing. This leaf is just a cattail leaf. It turns out it has this use.
She asked casually, "Excuse me, do you buy these leaves?"
If they accepted it, their family would have another way to make money.
The boy nodded and said, "It's konjac leaves. We collect them. One pound of dried and processed ones costs three cents."
Sang Yu: ...
She was instantly at a loss for words. A pound of dried cattail leaves only cost three cents, and cattail leaves were inexpensive. It would probably take five or six pounds of fresh cattail leaves to make one pound of dried cattail leaves.
They had to go to the swamp to cut cattail leaves and carry them back to dry. The manpower and material resources spent on this were far more than what three cents could offset.
She would never do this unless she really couldn't find any other way to make money.
After buying the ginger, the two walked back together. Sang Xingjia's eyes kept falling on the small basket she was carrying, and he was still thinking about the gray rabbit.
"Little sister, these big rabbits, are we really going to give them all to that Village Chief Shen?"
He had never met Shen Wenfu, and all the information he got was told to him by Sang Yu and Sang Yongjing, which inevitably made him feel a little regretful.
As soon as Sang Yu heard his words, she knew that he was worried about money. He couldn't even afford to buy meat for his own family, and now the first time he bought meat, he was actually going to give it to someone else. Who wouldn't feel sorry for it?
She smiled and consoled him, "Not all of it. I'll go to the market later to buy some wild vegetables, make a few more dishes and send them over, and leave half for us to eat."
If she really had to give it all to Shen Wenfu, she would not be willing to do so. She would save on food and drink but have to feed others. Wouldn't that be a big mistake?
It was because she thought that her family could also eat it that she was willing to buy a big wild rabbit.
"That's good, that's good." Sang Xingjia was immediately delighted.
My sister is very sensible. Of course, you should return the favor when someone helps you, but you can't always pretend to be rich.
When they reached the usual place where they exited the official road, Sang Yu did not go down with Sang Xingjia, but continued to walk west with his small basket.
She wanted to ask Sang Xingjia to take the things back first, but seeing how hard he was walking with crutches, she really couldn't bring herself to ask, so she just took the things with him.
We came back earlier today than yesterday. When Sang Yu arrived at the market, there were still many people setting up stalls.
She walked slowly on the road, her eyes moving back and forth between the stalls on both sides, thinking about what wild vegetables to buy.
When she saw something, her eyes lit up: "Girl, how much do you sell this garlic for?"
The scientific name of wild garlic is Allium macrostemon. It has very strong vitality and strong cold resistance. It can grow in large quantities even in winter.
The leaves are as slender as green onions, and the rhizomes are like miniature single-headed garlic. They can be used to fry eggs and make dumplings. When there is a lack of seasoning, they can be used directly as garlic.
When Sang Yu went into the mountains before, he often looked for it in the crevices of the mountains and next to the rocks, but he never found it. Unexpectedly, he saw it at the market today.
"One penny a bunch. They're just dug up not long ago and very fresh." The girl who was buying vegetables saw that she wanted to buy some and started to sell them to her enthusiastically.
The bunch of cattails she sold was much thicker than the one Sang Yu sold back then. One bunch was as thick as Sang Yu's two arms. In addition, the garlic cloves were small, so there were almost a hundred pieces in one bunch.
Sang Yu picked some fresh ones and looked at the other wild vegetables on the stall while she was tying the straw rope.
Of course, when you go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables, you don't just go for one kind of wild vegetable. You just pick whatever you see on the way, so there are several kinds of wild vegetables on the stalls, and the amount of each kind is different.
Dandelions are of course indispensable, but Sang Yu was tired of eating too much of them during his exile. After arriving in Lingnan, even if he saw them, he would pretend not to see them. He really didn't want to eat them.
In addition to dandelions, there are also a bunch of shepherd's purse and purslane, which are relatively common wild vegetables.
Sang Yu's eyes fell on the pile of weed-like wild vegetables at the edge. The gray-striped vegetable is also called gray-gray vegetable. Its scientific name is Chenopodium album. The tender stems and leaves are edible.
It has extremely strong vitality and can be seen everywhere on roadsides, wastelands and fields in later generations. It is considered a weed that is extremely difficult to remove.
But it is undeniable that it can be eaten in a variety of ways and tastes pretty good.
Sang Yu pointed at the pile of gray vegetables and asked, "How much is this?"
Unexpectedly, she wanted to buy something else. The girl who was selling things at the stall was delighted and started introducing things to her without stopping.
"Gray vegetables, they're still a penny a bunch. Go home and pick out the tender stems and leaves, add some flour, mix well, and steam them or cook them directly into soup."
She was talking about the most common way of cooking in the village, but Sang Yu didn't intend to do that. She paid for the dish the girl handed her, picked it up in her hands, and slowly walked home.
There were still quite a few yams left at home, and together with the vegetables she bought today, they were enough for her to make several dishes, which she would send to Shen Wenfu tomorrow along with the wine as a token of gratitude.
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