Chapter 55: Going to the Market Again (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
There are skills to felling a tree. First, you cannot cut it completely in half. Second, you must pay attention to your position. Never stand on the side where the tree is falling, otherwise you will be hit by the tree and get injured at best, or even die.
In addition to these two points, you also have to pay attention to the surrounding situation and predict whether there are any obstacles in the direction where the tree will fall.
Gao Mingcheng had thought about these things that needed attention before he started, so when the tree was about to be completely cut through, he stopped and kicked the trunk hard.
There was only a little bit of the tree trunk still stuck together, and after being kicked, it fell down in the direction of the kick.
When the tree fell, it collided with other branches, making a series of noises.
The fir tree has an upright shape and few branches and leaves. After the tree fell completely, Gao Mingcheng walked forward and began to cut off the branches on the trunk, and then divided it into two sections, each about four or five meters long. The wood obtained from this fir tree is enough to make dozens of beehives.
Therefore, Gao Mingcheng only cut down one fir tree and stopped.
After the fir tree is cut down, there is no need to move it immediately. Just leave it there and wait for it to dry in the shade before carrying it back home.
The weather in September is cool and there is little rain, so after a few days, the food will be almost dry.
Oh, of course, you have to remove the bark first so that it can dry faster in the shade.
So Gao Mingcheng started working again. By the time he had removed all the bark from the fir tree, it was getting dark.
He did not stay in the mountains for long, and quickly returned to the village along the path down the mountain.
As soon as I returned to my grandmother's house, I smelled a strong aroma of meat. This meat was not the yellow muntjac, rabbit, etc. that I had eaten before, but turtle!
What was stewing in the pot was the turtle that he touched while taking a bath last night. It had been stewing for about half an hour, and the meat was not yet completely cooked, but it was already filled with fragrance.
Soft-shelled turtle is high in gelatin and tastes very refreshing. The soup is also very thick. It is a very popular dish here, but there are not many opportunities to eat it.
Seeing Gao Mingcheng coming back, the grandmother said, "The food is almost ready, wash your hands and get ready to eat!"
Gao Mingcheng responded, but did not rush to wash his hands. Instead, he put the axe away first.
Gao Zhuang had taken a nap in the afternoon. Not long after he woke up, he saw Gao Mingcheng coming back with an axe. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Mingcheng, where have you been?"
"I went to the mountains to cut down a fir tree. I plan to find a carpenter to make some beehives." Gao Mingcheng said that he was planning to start a beekeeping business. Beekeeping is not difficult, and the price of honey has always been very good. It can now be sold for seven yuan per catty, and the price will continue to rise. In the future, the price will increase tenfold and can be sold for seventy yuan per catty.
However, it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity of honey in later generations. Many cheap honeys are actually adulterated, and the taste is not as pure as wild honey.
"Tomorrow is the market in Junling. Brother Mingcheng, are you going to sell honey?" Gao Zhuang asked. He knew that Gao Mingcheng still had a jar of honey.
Gao Mingcheng shook his head and said, "No, I don't have any containers to put them in, and it's not easy to sell them in bulk."
Apart from this, he didn't want to bring a lot of honey to the old market in Junling to sell.
Firstly, the people at the Junling Old Market were all from the surrounding villages with limited purchasing power; secondly, he didn't want his acquaintances to know that he had got a lot of honey.
Therefore, he would take the honey to the county town to sell. In this way, no matter how much he got, no one would know, which would be beneficial to his future division plan.
He knew his mother Luo Xiaohua's character very well. If Luo Xiaohua knew that he made a lot of money selling honey, there would definitely be some trouble.
People of their generation attach great importance to filial piety and reputation. If a person has a reputation for being unfilial, then life in the village will definitely be uncomfortable. There will be people talking behind his back, and his personal reputation will be very bad.
Gao Mingcheng is willing to support his parents, but that's all.
Soon, grandma brought out three bowls of turtle soup. Two of the bowls had more meat, and one bowl had more soup. The one with less meat and more soup was naturally grandma's.
In her words, it's because people get old and can't digest the meat they eat.
But Gao Mingcheng is not the silly Gao Zhuang who believes whatever his grandmother says.
He took a better piece of meat from his own bowl and gave it to his grandmother, and then ate it himself. Gao Zhuang didn't understand why, but he was Gao Mingcheng's loyal follower, so he saw Gao Mingcheng doing it, so he did the same.
When she got a piece of tall and strong meat, the thin grandmother smiled like a daisy, with sweetness in her heart and mouth.
The three of them drank a bowl of turtle soup happily. After drinking the broth, they felt their whole stomachs were warm. The wild turtle was not fishy at all and the meat was firm. The gelatinous skirt had a unique flavor.
"It's so delicious!" Gao Zhuang exclaimed. He hadn't eaten soft-shelled turtle for a long time.
He was not good at slacking off on fishing, and had never caught a soft-shelled turtle before. Now he could eat a bowl of soft-shelled turtle, all thanks to Gao Mingcheng.
The food tonight was as good as usual. Even though Gao Mingcheng had a big appetite, he still ate his fill.
But after he finished his meal, he planned to go to the market to buy some rice tomorrow.
My grandmother's family is short of labor. Although they have two acres of land, the yield is average. At the end of the year, they still have to pay the public grain tax and sell the millet, so there is not much millet left for their own consumption.
Originally, there were only her and Gao Zhuang, and they ate little. But since Gao Mingcheng came to eat and stay, the amount of rice has become visibly less.
Although the grandmother didn't say anything, Gao Mingcheng knew it.
After he came to live with her, he did not ask her for the money for food and lodging directly, because if he did so in person, she would definitely not accept it. So he planned to give her some compensation afterwards.
The next morning, Gao Mingcheng got up early as usual. He ran all the way to the middle of the mountain, found a wide place, and began to practice boxing.
As the saying goes, keep your fists ready and your songs on your lips.
After practicing boxing for nearly an hour, it was dawn, so he went down the mountain. On the way down, he shot two wild rabbits.
He carried the wild rabbit and did not return to his grandmother's house, but went straight to the Junling Old Market.
It is better to go to the market early. At this moment, many people have already set up their stalls in the market, and some are shopping for the goods they need among the stalls.
The items in this market are mainly food, but there are also some towels, cloths and other items, as well as some liberation shoes and gloves.
However, the quality and variety of these things are not as fashionable as those in the county town. Young people don’t like to buy them here, but older people don’t mind and are happy to save a few cents.
At this time, a van drove over.
After the car stopped, the driver got out. In addition to the driver, there was also a middle-aged helper.
They opened the door of the van, took out the wooden boards inside, and set up a simple stall. Then, they took out a lot of lard, most of which was pork board oil, but there was also some water oil.
Seeing this scene, people who came to the market immediately surrounded the van and began to ask about the price of lard.
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