Ding's mother was pregnant, so Zhang Chi hired a four-wheeled carriage to take the family of four back to his hometown. When he returned from the training ground, it would be the end of the year, and then the family would be reunited. That's what it's like to be a soldier, there are too many differences.

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Watching the carriage gradually go away, and his family bidding farewell to him in the car, Zhang Chi felt a little helpless. He was always a little regretful when his wife was not around when she was pregnant. I hope she can be safe when she returns to her hometown.

It was two hundred miles from Xinye to Dengcheng County. After noon on the fifth day, Dingniang and her family arrived outside the village.

At the entrance of the village, I settled my wages with the driver. Several people were packing up to salute. After receiving the news, Saburo hurried over.

Seeing that his son was wearing short clothes, the straw sandals on his feet were full of dust, and he was sweating profusely. Zhang Yan said urgently: "You have hired someone, so you don't have to work so hard. The human body is not made of iron. How can you keep doing this?"

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Sanlang said: "I was just looking around at other people's work. Why didn't I do anything? I'm not tired. You guys have worked hard all the way, go home quickly."

After saying that, he stepped forward to help Ti and bowed. He held two big bundles in his hands and went ahead.

Wulang said: "Brother, why don't you ask a few workers to help you with the ceremony? Look at those officials, who are not cheering each other around, how can there be anyone like you? They obviously employ twenty or thirty people, but they still have to do it.

Do everything yourself.”

Sanlang said: "What do you know! The supply and marketing cooperative is under heavy pressure these days, and the people who work can't take a moment to relax. Okay, go home quickly. Cook a pot of meat in the evening, and I will drink with you."

Wulang smiled and said: "Third brother, you are not as good as the second brother. When we were in Xinye, we had several dishes for dinner every day, and there was no time to cook meat. Before leaving, the second brother came from outside

I called the chef, and the food he cooked was so delicious!"

Saburo said in a low voice: "How can I compare with my second brother? He is an official, and Xinye is not like our countryside, so of course it is different."

As he spoke, he bowed and entered the village with his family.

This is a small village. For many years, Zhang Chi was the first official in the village. When the villagers saw Zhang Chi and his family, they all automatically avoided the roadside and saluted respectfully. Zhang Yan nodded and asked questions, feeling very happy in his heart.

Used.

After entering the house, he put down the salute. Sanlang said: "Wulang, go and buy some meat, and then buy a bottle of wine. Let your mother do it, and we will drink together in the evening. There is money here, take it, be careful on the road, and go quickly."

Come back, don't play outside."

Wulang took the money and said: "What, I just got home, did you arrange to do something? Today, the family is back, why don't you take a day off?"

Sanlang said: "You can't live without me at the banquet. You really can't leave. As soon as the sun sets, I will join you. Don't worry."

Wu Lang said: "Do you have to eat after the sun has set now? Doesn't it cost oil to light a lamp?"

Sanlang said: "The oil I bought has oil, so you don't have to worry. I'm taking advantage of the sun to go down to do more work. Why worry about eating!"

As he spoke, he quickly walked out of the door and headed towards the factory in the west of the village.

Looking at his brother's back, Wulang said to his father: "Dad, what do you think the third brother looks like like this?"

Zhang Yan sighed: "He is carrying a debt of two hundred dollars, so naturally he can't be careless for a moment. You are not a child anymore. You should think more about your brother and don't just think about having fun. When the debt is paid off, your third brother will marry a wife.

,everything will get better."

Wulang snorted dissatisfied. He took the money given by Sanlang and walked towards the main road at the entrance of the village.

Sanlang opened a reed mat club in the village, and the number of people in the village increased. On weekdays, there were a few more small stalls on the roadside more than a mile away from the village entrance, gradually forming a grass market. A butcher in the neighboring village,

Every evening in the evening, the remaining meat will be sold there, which is equivalent to having a meat stall. However, there is more meat and less meat. It all depends on the business of the butcher at the market today. Sometimes there is, sometimes there is not. In addition to the meat stall,

Sometimes there are people selling fruits and vegetables, daily groceries, and of course wine. These are people from nearby villages who go to other places to go to the market. The goods that are not sold at the market are sold at the intersection. Yes.

Having these stalls has brought great convenience to the nearby villagers.

When Wulang arrived at the intersection, he saw that there was only one leg of lamb left on the meat stall, as well as a mess of various bones. He said to the stall owner: "Aunt Qin, is business so good today? It's not dark yet, so there is no meat left."

Father Qin pointed at the leg of lamb and said, "Little boy, what nonsense are you talking about! Isn't this leg of lamb good meat?"

Wulang said: "Mutton has no aroma. I want to eat pork today. Don't you usually kill more pigs and less sheep?"

Father Qin said: "There are not many pigs selling around recently, what can I do? Mutton is good meat, but you are still picky!"

Wulang had no choice but to buy a leg of lamb. He also bought a bottle of wine and carried it in his hand. Seeing that it was still early, he went to the nearby big willow trees to look for earwigs and worms.

Officers like to use this thing to drink. After living in Xinye for a few days, Wulang learned how to eat it and liked it very much.

In this era, there were a lot of cicadas, but not many people ate them. I don’t know how many holes there were densely packed under the willow trees. Wulang didn’t have much experience, so he dug out holes when he saw them. Although many of them were ant holes and unknown ones.

Little insects, it didn't take much effort, but there was still a large handful of earwigs. He picked a big leaf from the nearby ditch, wrapped it up, and held it in his hand. Wulang went home happily.

When I got home, I saw my mother cleaning the newly slaughtered fish in the yard. When I saw Wulang, I said to him: "When I went out, my brother didn't allow you to play wildly outside. Why did you come back? Look at the sky, the sun is almost setting."

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Wulang said: "Mom is joking. The sun is still so high and it's still early to set down the mountain. Now in summer, it's the longest day."

As he spoke, he put the leg of lamb and wine in his hand into the water tank under the shed. He took the earwig and showed it to his mother. He said, "What good luck! I also found a lot of these things! I'll use them later."

It’s deep-fried and will be served with wine tonight. I didn’t know this was edible before, and I even caught it with my children to play with. It wasn’t until I went to Xinye that I realized it was a supreme delicacy!”

The mother sighed and didn't bother to care about Wulang. Wulang took the crickets to the edge of the tank, scooped a spoonful into the basin, and washed it there alone.

Not long after, his father came out of the house and said to Wulang: "While we were on the way, I originally thought of home and asked you and the third brother to go outside to catch some eels. Who would have thought that your third brother would be so busy. I thought

I asked you to go alone, but you ended up playing outside for a long time."

Wulang said: "Today's is enough. If you want to eat eels, I will catch them tomorrow. I don't know how many of them are in the ditch outside. How many people are rare enough to eat them? That is to say, people in the city regard them as treasures."

Zhang Yan said: "When I was in Xinye, I ate the eel they cooked, and it was really delicious. These things must have oil. Without oil, no matter how little salt, what's the taste? If there is no shortage of oil and salt when cooking, the taste will be the same.

It’s very different.”

The salt administration was an important source for the Song Dynasty government, and the price was very high. Ordinary people did not dare to eat anything too salty. Wang Xiaolie did not make money from the salt administration, and the price of salt dropped a lot in the past two years. Coupled with his family's conditions
Chapter completed!