As the day dawned, the Freedom Field was filled with people.
Farmers from nearby villages brought leftover vegetables, eggs, and other produce from the fields to the free market to sell.
People who live nearby also rush to the free market early to buy some cheap vegetables to eat at home.
Li Shuping was pushing a wheelbarrow in the Free Market. She was very familiar with the place. In order to save some money on vegetables, she often got up early when the market opened and walked for more than 40 minutes to the Free Market to buy vegetables.
"Beef, beef, fresh beef, beef just slaughtered in the early morning."
Hearing the hawking, Li Shuping was immediately attracted. Pork rarely appeared in the free market, let alone beef.
She quickly followed the sound and saw many people gathered in front of the beef cart.
“How much is this beef?”
"Ninety cents a pound, no meat coupons needed, absolutely fresh. This is our team's oxen, it fell off a hoe and broke both legs, the veterinarian said it couldn't be saved, so our team killed it to buy another ox, all the meat is good."
The beef offal, bones and scraps were distributed to every family in the village.
"Ninety cents is too expensive. The pork supply and marketing cooperative only charges seventy cents per pound."
"It's too expensive, please order less."
Everyone complained that it was too expensive. Such good beef that didn't require a ticket was hard to come by. They actually wanted to buy some, but the price was really not affordable.
The middle-aged man who came to sell meat should be the team leader. He shook his head firmly and said, "We can't have less. If we have less, our team won't be able to buy new cattle. You also know that pork is only 70 cents a pound. Ours is not pork but beef, and we don't even need meat coupons."
Seeing that the beef sellers were unwilling to decrease, many people surrounding the stalls left.
Some people continued to bargain with the beef seller.
"We come to the free market to buy vegetables because we want to get a bargain. Your beef is more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperative. Who would be willing to buy it? If you give us a little less, we can each buy one or two pounds."
"Yes, you haven't sold even one kilogram yet. No one wants to buy it at such a high price. You have to take it back. It's troublesome to go back and forth, isn't it?"
While others were bargaining, Li Shuping was observing the beef on the cart, poking this piece, touching that piece, and then nodding with satisfaction.
Very good, fresh beef.
When the supply and marketing cooperative supplied beef, although it was 80 cents a pound, the quality of the meat was not as good as this, and this did not require a ticket, so it was worth it at 90 cents a pound.
"Hello, give me ten pounds of tenderloin."
The bargaining stopped abruptly, and both the butcher and the buyer looked at her in shock.
"You, cough cough cough, how much do you want?" The captain of the Red Lotus Brigade almost choked on his own saliva.
Li Shuping blinked and said, “You explained it very clearly.”
"Ten pounds of tenderloin."
"Okay, I'll have someone weigh it for you. Dunzi, quickly weigh ten pounds of pork tenderloin with your aunt." The captain of the Honglian Brigade smiled happily and quickly called the young man who came with him to sell meat to weigh the meat.
The women who had been haggling over the price for a long time all looked at Li Shuping with displeasure. They saw that the price was about to be slashed down, so how come she showed up?
She bought it for 90 cents a pound, and it was 10 pounds at a time. How could they sell it to her for less?
"Can you finish ten kilograms of meat?" someone couldn't help but say sarcastically.
Judging from her clothes, she doesn't look like a rich person, but she is so generous as to buy beef worth nine dollars at one time. I'm afraid she must be the nanny of that big boss's family.
Li Shuping smiled and counterattacked, "Don't worry, if you can't finish it, I won't bother you to help me eat it."
“…” The other party choked.
"Auntie, look at the ten kilograms of meat, the scale bar is tilted." The young and strong man held the scale for Li Shuping to see.
"Okay, okay." Li Shuping said yes repeatedly and paid nine yuan directly.
"Aunt, I'll put it in the truck bed for you." The young man put the beef in the truck bed.
"Okay, thank you." Li Shuping thanked him and pushed the cart away.
The captain of the Red Lotus Brigade said, "My meat is 90 cents a pound. If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't want to buy it, forget it. Don't bother me here."
Their comments gave him a headache.
Everyone: “…”
"Never mind, never mind, 90 cents, 90 cents, give me half a catty."
"I want half a pound too..."
Li Shuping sells two kinds of dumplings every day, one with leek and egg, and the other with celery and beef.
She bought seven pounds of celery, ten eggs, six pounds of leeks, and other ingredients such as ginger, garlic, and onions.
After buying all the ingredients, she rode her bicycle to the outside of the market, passed a stall selling bamboo woven products, and stepped on the brakes.
"Look, big sister. I made all of these myself. They are durable and inexpensive." The dark-skinned old man greeted.
Li Shuping got off the car, picked up the round colander on the table and took a look. It was made of green bamboo skin, smooth and without burrs. She put the two colanders together and took a look.
"You've woven this round colander very well. The bottom won't sink when the two pieces are put together."
The bottom of this round colander is flat and the edge is two knuckles high.
Li Shuping thinks it is very suitable for storing cooked dumplings. She has a lid for dumplings at home, but it can't hold too many dumplings. They have to be ready after cooking, which will be messy when there are many people.
If she uses a few of these flat-bottomed round sieves, she can easily take out a lot of dumplings at once. When the round sieves are stacked together, they won't crush the dumplings and they don't take up a lot of space.
The old man smiled and said, "My dad taught me this, so I made it up. Some people think it's not good, but I think it's OK."
"How much is one?" Li Shuping asked.
"If you like it, give me 20 cents each."
"Okay, I want all five."
Li Shuping bought five and gave the old man one dollar. The old man even helpfully put them in the car for her.
Passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, Li Shuping went in and bought a bag of Fuqiang flour, and also went to the state-owned breakfast shop to buy fried pancakes.
"Yu, come out and help mom move the things."
Lin Xiaoyu was stirring the rice porridge in the pot, wondering when her mother would come back, when she heard her mother calling.
"Coming." She put down her clothes and ran out.
Qin Ye also ran out. Seeing him, Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, but Qin Ye said nothing. He carried the flour on his shoulders and moved it to the yard.
Li Shuping: "Thank you, Xiaoye."
Lin Xiaoyu looked at Qin Ye's back, then looked at her mother. When did her mother become so familiar with Qin Ye and even call him Xiaoye?
Li Shuping: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and move your things."
"oh……"
It is now breakfast time, and several people in the yard are drinking porridge at the door.
He also looked surprised when he saw Qin Ye helping Li Shuping move things.
"This Qin Ye usually doesn't even want to help carry a table, so why is he taking the initiative to help Room 5?" Huang Qionghua said with a frown.
Aunt Yuan shook her head. She didn't understand how Li Shuping, who had only been here for a few days, could have subdued Qin Yegou, such a troublemaker?
I haven't seen them come into contact.
Qin Ye Gou늀 is the troublemaker of No. 23. If you provoke him, he will not care whether you are an elderly person or not, he will pay you back double.
Two years ago, she just borrowed two bowls of rice from his family, and it was Qin Ye who lent it to her. The next day, Qin Ye came to her house to ask for the return, and she didn't want to admit it, so Qin Ye directly overturned the table in her house and poured all the food that had just been served on the table on her.
Her son started fighting with him, but he couldn't beat the sixteen-year-old boy and was beaten instead. Finally, people from the street office came to mediate, and the two families apologized to each other and returned the two bowls of rice.
In addition to his own family, Qin Ye also had fights with men from several other families in the compound. His purpose in fighting was to not care about his life, but to bite off a piece of your flesh.
So now no one in Yard 23 dares to provoke him, and even the naughtiest children will avoid him when they see him.
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