Chapter 64: The Great Gathering
Song Shiwei pointed at the fish one by one and explained to them: "This is abalone!"
As soon as I pointed to another one, Wang Chunxiang rushed over and said, "I know that one, it's a sea cucumber!!"
Sun Meimei tapped her arm: "How did you know?"
Wang Chunxiang smiled with pride.
"Hehe, a few years ago, when Lao Qian went back to his hometown on annual leave, he saw one doing it at his friend's house! This was the first time I saw one alive!"
Jian Qiu laughed and said, "These are what rich people eat, sea cucumber, abalone..."
She turned around and asked Song Shiwei: "Weiwei, how much are you going to sell it for? People who go to the market are all from nearby villages. I guess they don't have that much money to buy it, right?"
Song Shiwei also knew this: "I just wanted to give it a try. The weather is going to get cold soon, and I want to exchange some cotton and cloth coupons to make some thick clothes for the children! I didn't bring any thick clothes myself, so I have to make one for myself. Tingyue hasn't issued that many coupons in recent years!"
Sun Meimei and the others also understand.
They didn't have many cloth and cotton coupons at home, and some of the children even wore altered adult clothes!
Cloth coupons and cotton coupons are indeed scarce here.
It took them about an hour to finally reach the destination. The market here was a large open space with many stalls.
There were people coming and going inside, some buying things, some selling things, it was extremely lively, just like Chinese New Year!
Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin were so excited when they saw it, and followed Song Shiwei while looking around.
There were people selling vegetables, grain and flour, and eggs and duck eggs. Song Shiwei also saw people selling rapeseed oil.
They say it’s squeezed at home and it’s absolutely delicious when used to cook rice.
Remembering that I was out of gas at home, I stopped to ask the price.
"Auntie, how much is this rapeseed oil per pound?"
When the old lady saw that business came, she was very happy.
"Our rapeseed oil is squeezed at home, it's not expensive! Only 80 cents a pound! If you have tickets, you can exchange them for it!"
When Sun Meimei heard this, she immediately wanted to pull Song Shiwei away.
"Let's go, this oil is too expensive. It's better to buy pork. You can eat the meat and make oil from it! Pork is only 70 or 80 cents a pound!"
Song Shiwei stopped.
"Pork has a smell when cooked, which will lose the taste of the food itself. Although rapeseed oil also has a little smell, it is much smaller!"
If you ask Song Shiwei, a food blogger, to use lard to cook every day, she really can't stand it. Although lard is good for the human body, it can't suppress the fishy smell when cooking with it even with garlic.
The whole house was filled with the smell of baking a pancake with lard, not to mention the smell on her body and head, which made her want to take a shower immediately.
Sun Meimei and the others are not that particular. They all come here this way, so naturally they eat whatever is cheaper.
Song Shiwei didn't ask for more, of course. He only asked for two kilograms! One good thing about this market is that you don't need a ticket.
Just like on the black market, these are sold by villagers from all over the country.
Take things from home and exchange them for some money, or for something else.
There are also food for sale at the market here. Some people come here early in the morning to get out, especially those setting up stalls, and don’t even have time to eat breakfast.
Just have something to eat at the market.
Song Shiwei saw people frying dough sticks, selling noodle soup, selling hot pot vegetables, and even selling steamed buns!
The picture comes from the Internet
Song Shiwei also saw a stall selling large spiced nuts, with a big pot on the table, frying them freshly!
The picture comes from the Internet
The stall owner selling large spiced nuts is a middle-aged woman. Judging from her accent, she seems to be from Tianjin, which is close to Beijing.
The accent sounded quite friendly to Song Shiwei, because one of her assistants in her previous life was from Jinshi, and he spoke like a crosstalk, often making them laugh.
Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin were very curious and kept looking at the big pot.
Sun Meimei walked over and asked, "Big sister, how much is a pound of peanuts?"
The middle-aged couple grabbed a few kernels from the iron pot and handed them to Sun Meimei and the others with a smile: "Big sister, try it first, okay~ I fried these big spiced nuts! It's absolutely the same!"
Song Shiwei pinched one and gently pinched it with his hand, and the outer red skin fell off. The nut inside was really full. When he put it in his mouth and took a bite, it was really crispy!
Full of flavor!
“Not bad! It’s really delicious!”
If she says it’s delicious, then you can imagine that it must be really good!
Sun Meimei and the others all laughed: "Well, my eldest sister said your nuts are delicious, so they must be delicious! No doubt about it!"
Jian Qiu also tasted it and found it was indeed good. Her husband Zhao loved to have a glass of white wine at home in the evening, and he enjoyed it with peanuts!
"How much is one pound of your nuts?"
The woman said with a smile: "You will not be cheated or disappointed by my nuts. They are one yuan per pound and one dime per bag!"
As she spoke, she took a piece of cut newspaper from the table next to her, rolled it up into an inverted triangle, and then used a shovel to scoop up a small bag full of it!
"Look, one dime is definitely enough for your man to have a meal!"
Song Shi smiled, this dime was really a lot.
But they all come here with great difficulty to get to the big market, so it is impossible for them to buy just such a small amount.
Jian Qiu was the first to speak: "I want one pound!"
Sun Meimei took out five ten-cent coins from her sleeve and said, "I don't want that many. I only want the fifty-cent ones!"
Song Shiwei looked at Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin who had tasted one by themselves, his eyes fixed on the iron pot of roasted nuts, and took out two yuan from his pocket with a smile.
"I want two kilograms!"
Sun Meimei looked incredulous: "Weiwei, why do you want so much? I remember that your family doesn't drink much, right?"
Song Shiwei pointed at the two kids beside him and said, "One pound for Tingyue, and one pound for the kids as snacks!"
There aren't many snacks these days, especially on this remote island.
It's very difficult to eat anything, let alone some snacks.
When Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin heard that it was bought for them, they were extremely happy.
Zhou Lin couldn't wait to take it. While it was still hot, he carefully put it in his arms.
Wang Chunxiang couldn't help but ask him curiously: "Why don't you eat?"
Zhou Lin glanced at Zhou Cheng and chuckled, "We want to save some to eat with our brothers and sisters when we get home!"
As soon as he said this, not only Song Shiwei, but even Wang Chunxiang and Sun Meimei felt that this child was really sensible!
As we walked further into the market, we saw more people and a wider variety of items for sale.
Song Shiwei was thinking about buying eggs, flour, pork and so on, so she pulled Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin away from Sun Meimei and the others.
As a result, just after buying a basket of eggs and duck eggs and about to take out the money, Song Shiwei suddenly felt something was wrong with her right pocket. There were more than ten yuan in it, which she was going to use to buy things at the market!
Her expression froze for a moment, and she reached out hastily to grab it, but she found a cold hand in her pocket!!!