In the busy night market, a large group of people gathered outside Yan Xinian's stall, and they were all bargaining passionately.

Yan Xinian sat lazily in the crowd, and no matter how people bargained, he would not give in.

The customers talked until their mouths dried up, and they became more and more excited, almost quarreling.

Xia Lunong had never seen such a scene before. He didn't know how to do business or bargain, so he could only fry the butter at the side.

The butter had been re-fried and put into small jars, and more than 400 jars were filled.

Through the glass bottles, people could clearly see the crab roe and crab meat inside, which looked clean and oily under the light.

The aroma wafted out, making countless people growl with hunger, and even less energy to argue.

After processing the crab roe, Xia Lunong began to make dry pot crabs in front of everyone.

The crab meat that had just been washed and chopped into small pieces was dipped in a little batter with eggs, and then fried in a pot with green onions, ginger, and chilies. After the batter was fried to golden brown, the stove was replaced with firewood and stir-fried over high heat.

The crab pieces in the pot had been cooked into a golden orange color. Xia Lunong sprinkled some rice wine on it, and a scent of wine mixed with the crab aroma immediately rose and floated around.

The fresh, fragrant and hot smell made the people around who had not yet eaten dinner swallow their saliva.

Before Xia Lunong fried the crab, many people were waiting to watch. After the crab was fried, many people couldn't stand the smell and were eager to buy.

Finally, the first person spoke up, "Five catties of rice for one catty of crab, right? How much do your crabs weigh? I'm going home to get rice!"

Yan Xinian smiled, "Most are three or four catties. Come here earlier and I'll pick out the yellower ones for you later."

"That's a deal!" The man said as he squeezed out of the crowd, and it seemed that he was going home to get rice.

Under his leadership, many people in the crowd squeezed back, saying they were going home to get rice.

Yan Xinian reminded him from behind, "Not just rice, but also paddy, wheat, corn, etc. As long as it's food, we'll harvest it."

"Are you going to harvest sweet potatoes?"

"Forget about sweet potatoes. I've been eating too many sweet potatoes lately and I'm hurt." Yan Xinian touched his belly, "We're not going to harvest sweet potatoes for now, but we can have some taro and lotus root. We can also change some vermicelli and rice noodles, so that we can improve our food."

"Hey, you're still picky. What about meat? Are you going to harvest meat?"

Yan Xinian said, "We won't harvest fresh meat, but we can harvest bacon. Fresh meat is not easy to preserve. As for living things, we won't harvest those that are easy to die, but only those that are hardy."

Many people who didn't plan to buy gathered around to bargain, chatting with each other like a crosstalk. For a while, the air was full of joy.

The spicy crab in Xia Lunong's pot was already fried.

The four of them held their bowls, eating and doing business at the same time.

The people around them obviously wanted to try it, but many of them were too embarrassed to ask. Some of them were too thick-skinned to ask, but Yan Xinian just smiled and let them buy it themselves.

This was simply a living advertisement, and the people around them swallowed their saliva again.

Xia Lunong had just eaten a belly full of snacks, and he was addicted to eating crabs in the past two days. He stuffed the bowl to his brother without eating a few pieces, and started to make dry pot bullfrog.

Dry pot bullfrog is also a dish with a strong flavor.

Heat the pot and sauté the scallions, ginger, garlic and chili peppers, then Xia Lunong pours the bullfrog into the pot.

The bullfrog has tender meat, and as soon as it is poured into the pot, it almost immediately changes color and the fragrance wafts out.

The crowd had just smelled the aroma of crabs and had not yet suppressed their complaints when the aroma of bullfrogs came up again.

Many people took a few steps back, wanting to completely get out of the circle of aroma, but they were reluctant to do so.

One of them stared at Xia Lunong's movements and muttered, "You are so lacking in virtue."

The people around him nodded in agreement. You are so lacking in virtue!

There were crabs and bullfrogs coming one after another, and they smelled so good. Who could resist?

"Forget it, I still have a goose at home. I always go out to collect, and the goose is hungry and thin. I might as well exchange it for crabs." A person in the crowd murmured and called Yan Xinian, "Boss, how about exchanging crabs for meat? One pound for one pound?"

Yan Xinian smiled, "Let me take a look at your goose first. If the situation is okay, I will exchange it one pound for one pound."

"Boss, I'll exchange my rooster. Is it the same for roosters?"

"I have ducks at home. Do you want to take them?"

"What about bamboo rats? I have some bamboo rats. Can I trade them for bamboo rats?"

Yan Xinian answered them one by one, and emphasized to the one who raised bamboo rats, "Bamboo rats are also fine, but you have to give me the cage together, and only trade for one. Bamboo rats are not easy to handle."

The man said happily, "Okay, I made the cages myself anyway, and I'll give you two days' worth of rat food."

Then he shouted to the crowd, "You're also welcome to trade me for bamboo rats. It's cheaper than trading for crabs! If you don't want to trade for crabs, you can trade for bamboo rats to satisfy your hunger."

As they were talking, the first group of people had already returned with rice and food.

Yan Xinian concentrated on doing business.

Some people traded for crabs, and some for bullfrogs. No matter what they traded for, they all carefully selected it.

Yan Xinian didn't mind at all, and sat beside him with a very good temper, taking whatever the customer asked for until the customer was satisfied.

Those who had chosen the crabs or bullfrogs did not go back, but took the bullfrogs directly to the night market to find a familiar hotel to process them, steaming, pan-frying, stir-frying, salt-baking... Each hotel used all kinds of methods.

Soon, the whole street was filled with the aroma of crabs or bullfrogs.

After people exchanged crabs or bullfrogs, they brought their families or invited friends, paid a certain processing fee, and the hotel processed them into dishes, added a few dishes, such as smashed cucumbers, preserved eggs with old vinegar, fried peanuts, tomatoes mixed with sugar... and ordered some wine, and then sat at the table, drinking and eating meat, enjoying the cool breeze, and eating comfortably.

Five catties of rice in exchange for one catty of crabs or bullfrogs is indeed very expensive, but it is not impossible to make up for it if you make a little.

Soon, more and more people came to exchange rice and other things for crabs and bullfrogs.

Driven by this atmosphere, the later comers even started to scramble for them.

Xia Lunong's dry pot bullfrog was already ready, and she ate quietly with her bowl and chopsticks. The beauty and the food became the living signboard of this stall. There

were fewer and fewer crabs and bullfrogs in the truck, and more and more people in front of the stall.

Some people really couldn't bear to spend 20 to 30 kilograms of rice to exchange for crabs, so they simply spent 10 kilograms of rice to exchange for the bluish butter that Xia Lunong had just made.

A can of bluish butter weighs about 4 taels.

Everyone had seen that the bluish butter was made with good crabs, which were full of crab roe and crab meat. It smelled good, and even if you couldn't enjoy it, you could still taste the crabs.

In this way, you took a bottle and I took a bottle. In the end, more than 400 bottles of bluish butter were exchanged, except for the ten bottles reserved for the old Mexican.

The supplies exchanged for bluish butter alone were piled up like a small mountain.

There were too many people who came to exchange for crabs or bullfrogs today.

By 8 o'clock in the evening, the truck was already full of rice.

They had to put the rice and other supplies on the ground first, and urgently contacted Lao Mo to ask him to come over and pull the exchanged supplies back and store them properly.

There were many people in front of the stall, and Xia Huoqu and his team were very skilled and sharp-eyed, and many people who wanted to take advantage of the situation were turned back.

In this lively atmosphere, except for the ten bottles of bluish butter that were specially reserved, all crabs, bullfrogs and bluish butter were redeemed.

When it was past ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Xinian and his team were finally ready to pack up the stall.

Someone who came late shouted with regret while holding a bag of rice: "When will you come again?"

Yan Xinian turned his head and looked in the direction of that person, and smiled: "No, crabs and bullfrogs are not farmed, and it is estimated that there will be no second batch."

The crowd exploded again.

"Ah?"

"Are these all caught in the wild?"

"Oh, with my skills, if I don't exchange this time, I don't know when I will be able to eat them next time."

Most of the people who felt sad before now feel sad and lucky, feeling that they acted quickly.

There are also people who really don't want to part with their rice. They exchanged crabs or bullfrogs, but then regretted it and exchanged them again in the crowd at a higher price.

Yan Xinian and his friends didn't care about these things. They passed through the wall of people, drove the truck out, and went back to Lao Mo to count the supplies they exchanged today.

Xia Lunong sat in the truck and kept looking outside.

When the truck started, he suddenly smelled the sweet fragrance in the air. His heart moved slightly, and he felt that there was something good ahead.

This feeling was very subtle. He was not even sure what was ahead, he just knew that there was something good.

He leaned over the window and looked at the night market.

His brother saw him like this and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, I feel like there's something good there." Xia Lunong pointed to the street and whispered, "It's a very strange premonition."

Yan Xinian immediately stepped on the brakes with great interest, "What is it?"

"I don't know." Xia Lunong said, "It's right there, it doesn't look like a living thing, very strange."

Yan Xinian smiled, "There are people coming and going here, maybe someone down there went out to collect and brought back something."

Xia Huoqu followed his brother's hand and saw only a stall selling maltose, "The one selling maltose? His badge is blue, I guess he doesn't even go out of the base very often." Having

said that, Xia Huoqu still said, "You wait here for a while, I'll take Xiao Nong to have a look."

They brought so many supplies, of course it was impossible for them to go downstairs.

Yan Xinian smiled and waved his hand, "You guys carry the rice. If you can't find anything good, you can exchange it for some sugar. I haven't eaten maltose for a long time."