"Buy some more vegetables so we can have hot pot tonight. Also, buy some beef, mutton, chicken and duck intestines."
"Okay." After taking a deep look at his wife, Yan Rushan turned around and walked out of the main room, then drove away.
As the car drove away, Yan Guofeng smiled and said to his granddaughter-in-law, "Yuxiu, do you want to go out for a walk with him? You haven't been home for a long time."
Zhong Yuxiu looked at the old man in silence.
Yan Guofeng's smile turned awkward, "Isn't this because I'm afraid you want to go out and play too?"
"Grandpa, you're overthinking it." No, thank you.
"You really should go out for a walk, but when you go out, there are always people following you, so you can't have fun." As someone who has been through this, Yan Guofeng said he has a deep understanding of this.
Zhong Yuxiu didn't feel that way. Whether in ancient times, the interstellar age, or modern society, she'd experienced the constant presence of bodyguards, a habit she'd formed. After completing her mission, taskers like her either retired to retirement, grew weary of the world, or simply became monks. Some, weary of life, chose to dissipate their souls.
Yan Guofeng continued, "When do you plan to return to Huazhong University of Science and Technology and Medical University?"
"Tomorrow." It's time to clean the house. Goudan is not here, so no one cleans it regularly. Feng was about to cook when he saw that there was still a layer of dust in the hall. How could people live there if it wasn't cleaned?
"No two days' rest?"
Yuxiu said: "No, I will clean the house today and go back to Hua University and Medical University tomorrow. I also need to confirm the number of people so that Rushan can invite a few brothers and Xiaohai back. If the number of people is not enough, I will have to think about it again." If I invite a few more people to come over, maybe there will be someone I like.
"Thank you for your hard work for their lifelong event."
"It's not hard. I really should go back to see my master, colleagues and former students." She and Yan Rushan also have to go back to Hua University and Medical University to get their diplomas. Don't ask, if you ask, they are officially graduates.
After Zhong Yuxiu finished speaking, Yan Guofeng remembered that they should indeed graduate this year.
"Then it's time to get ready for your wedding."
"If Rushan has an idea, he will arrange it."
Old man Yan Guofeng nodded slightly and said, "Dashan is quite reliable in doing things."
After the grandfather and grandson finished talking, Yan Rushan had already left the compound and drove to the vegetable market. He first bought some seasonal vegetables, fruits, river fish and seafood, and then found a place that specialized in selling rare items such as cattle and sheep.
Due to the high prices of cattle and sheep, few people would buy them specifically to eat; those who could afford to buy them were mostly families with a small amount of assets.
"How much are your beef and mutton?"
"Six dollars and eighty cents a pound," a dark-skinned middle-aged man gestured. He was selling beef; a pile of beef was spread out on his stall. Two men selling mutton nearby also gestured and said, "Mutton, three dollars and twenty cents."
"Comrade, my mutton tastes great and doesn't have any sandalwood smell. It's definitely good to eat."
Yan Rushan looked at the mutton stall in front of him. The mutton was still steaming. It was a rare sight to see steaming meat in a meat market on a cold day.
"How long have you been killing this sheep?"
"Just slaughtered and cleaned it less than half an hour ago, and I just came here to set up my stall." The mutton seller was a short man with a smile on his face. He boasted, "You can tell you don't come to the meat market often. The beef and mutton sellers at the meat market are not fixed; one person sells it today, and another sells it tomorrow. My mutton is raised at home, and I've been eating wild grass-fed mutton since I was a child. We just have too many at home, so I only slaughtered three today and brought them to sell."
"Comrade, come and have a look at my mutton. Mine is not bad either." Another mutton seller was unwilling to be left behind.
Yan Rushan took a look and compared them. He found that the short man's mutton was indeed fresher. He shook his head at the other person who spoke and said to the short man, "Weigh me ten kilograms of mutton."
"Okay, don't worry, I'll choose the right part for you to cut."
"We're going to cook it hot, so we need the hind leg meat." I understand this point, but if you don't use the hind leg meat for hot pot, it will taste bland.
The short man nodded repeatedly and cut two hind legs for him. "I won't cut the meat for you. Take it home and cut it yourself. I'll give you the bones as a gift."
"Okay." Yan Rushan looked at the scale in his hand. It was twelve pounds. The scale was tilted. This meant it was a little more than twelve pounds, no more, no less.
"Twelve pounds and six ounces. I'll give you twelve pounds. Is that okay with you?" asked the short man.
Yan Rushan nodded and said, "Get something and help me pack it up."
"That's right. I just happened to bring some bamboo baskets to sell today. I have some big ones, perfect for you to put your meat in." The short man bent down, lifted the cloth covering the chopping board, and pulled out a large bamboo basket from underneath. "You're so generous, I won't ask for more. I'll give it to you."
"Thank you." The bamboo basket could be worth a few cents if sold alone, but it was nothing compared to the price of the mutton. This man knew how to do business, and he was taking advantage of the small price for his customers while speaking nicely.
Yan Rushan paid the full amount of thirty-eight and forty cents, then took the basket and went to the beef stall again; the beef there was very fresh, and it seemed that it had been slaughtered today.
"When did you kill the beef?" he asked the stall owner.
The stall owner pulled up a cow's hind leg to show him, "We just slaughtered it this morning. It was an old cow and couldn't work anymore, so the villagers reluctantly killed it."
"Are you okay?"
"Don't worry, it's absolutely disease-free. If it were, I wouldn't dare sell it. That would be a scam! If someone knew how to spot it, they'd definitely turn my stall over." The stall owner looked honest, but he was smart enough. He repeatedly pointed out half a piece of beef to him, "Look, a sick cow doesn't have the meaty texture of fresh beef."
Yan Rushan couldn't see clearly, but he knew that a sick cow would definitely not be of such good quality. "Cut me ten pounds of meat from the hind legs. Also, cut me twenty pounds of ribs."
"Comrade, you have good eyesight. Buy more and take them home. If it snows in a few days, put them on the ice. It will definitely be enough for us to eat for many days. Don't worry, the beef I sell is definitely not from sick cows." The stall owner quickly cut the meat and put it on the scale. It was more or less a little over the specified weight.
Yan Rushan didn't care about the extra one or two pounds of meat and paid for it promptly. He also bought a large basket of beef from the mutton stall owner, carried the things he bought to the parking lot, and put them in the trunk. He thought for a while, then went into the vegetable market and bought some seasonings.
I just came back and I didn’t bring much seasoning with me. The seasoning from Hongxing Village is almost used up. It’s just right to buy some now and take it back. If I can’t finish it, I can bring it back to Hongxing Village to continue using it.
Carrying a bunch of things home, the car stopped outside the house. Yan Rushan got out first and then shouted into the house.
"Comrade Gu, Comrade Fang, come out and help move some things."
"Coming, coming." Gu Lingguo's voice responded anxiously.
Yan Guofeng and Zhong Yuxiu looked at each other and pushed the children to the gate.
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