Some people picked up the fish heads and bones and rushed home, while others walked back silently after picking up the fish heads and bones, wanting to wait and see what would happen next.
Chu Ye kept an eye on those who didn't leave, so he made it difficult to speak, "Two yuan for a pound of fish balls doesn't sound cheap, but if you think about it carefully, everyone knows how our fish balls are made. Obviously, there is no adulteration, the quality is absolutely good, healthy and delicious.”
She glanced at the expressions of the workers present and increased the firepower, "We have a child at home. He may not spit out fish bones. Every time he eats fish, he will get stuck. The family is worried and scared. Buy these fish balls for him to eat. , it’s nutritious and you don’t have to worry about getting stuck in your throat.”
"There are also elderly people in the family who have bad teeth and cannot eat hard food. If you cook our fish balls for a while longer and make them softer, they will have no problem eating them."
Needless to say, the deliciousness of these fish balls is so delicious that I want to lick the bowl just by boiling them in the afternoon. Not to mention how delicious they will be if you buy them home and add salt, chives and scallions.
But the price really makes people hesitate.
"Our price of two yuan a bag is only today. I have to go out to sell fish balls tomorrow. By then, the actual price of two yuan and a bag will not be cheaper at all." After Chu Ye finished speaking, the rest It depends on their choice.
After the workers whispered to each other, one man pushed aside the crowd and proudly slapped two dollars on the table, "Okay! Get me a bag!"
"Okay!" Chu Ye responded, holding the money in his hands and running happily to the back of the house. At some point, Mu Jiajun, who was very discerning, came over with a bag full of bags in his hands. Chu Ye took the opportunity again. I grabbed a few plastic bags.
"Here, brother, these are our fish balls. In addition, I will give you another bag. You can put the fish heads and other things in it as you like. Go back and make soup for your family to drink. It will replenish your body!" Chu Ye put the things in his hands. Hand it over, the words are very grand.
"Okay! Thank you, boss. You're welcome." The eldest brother didn't hesitate. He held the fish balls in one hand and a plastic bag in the other, and strode out.
"Hey, boss, get me a bag, too." Someone else said, and handed over two more dollars of the salary they just received.
The smile on Chu Ye's face grew stronger and he handed the things over.
"Hey! Didn't you say this afternoon that it doesn't taste good! Why are you paying for it now?" The man took the bag and turned around to pack the fish heads. Someone laughed and teased from behind.
"What do you know? If you think this is delicious, you won't be willing to pay for it. I'll sting you to death!" This person didn't take such unpleasant words to heart at all and immediately fought back.
"Who are you saying is being stingy? Being stingy is better than saying one thing and saying the other in private. Who else are you looking down on?" The man was extremely annoyed. After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Chu Ye, his eyes falling on the fish balls on the table. He swallowed, gritted his teeth and took out the money from his salary, "Boss, give me a bag too!"
"Okay!" Chu Ye quickly took the money from the man's hand, and then handed over the fish balls with a smile.
"Boss, I want it too."
"Boss, get me a bag too and give it to the children to try when I go home."
"It's a bit expensive, but it tastes really good. Who cares! It's Chinese New Year anyway, so just have a good meal!"
People who were still hesitating at first also paid for it. Chu Ye could hardly collect the money. Mu Jiajun stood aside very discerningly and took on the responsibility of handing things to people.
Although people were very distressed when they had to pay for it, they started to smile when they got the fish balls, especially when everyone was carrying plastic bags full of fish heads and bones and rushing home in groups. Their expressions said that they had to hurry up. Go home and make delicious food.
After everyone finished leaving, the two of them simply tidied up the fish pond, then covered the table with plastic sheets. The fish heads and bones could only be left there for the time being, and then dried in the sun when the weather improved. Grind it into powder and feed it to fish.
After doing this, Mu Jiajun was responsible for moving the packed fish balls into the cold storage, while Chu Ye cleaned all the basins, filled half a basin with water and put them outside to freeze.
After all the work was finally done, the two of them collapsed on the bed so tired that they didn't want to move. It had already become dark outside, and the wind blew at the door, like a guest from afar arriving uninvited.
Chu Ye casually pulled the corner of the quilt over his body. He originally wanted to talk to Mu Jiajun, but his eyelids failed to live up to expectations. It was as if he had placed a thousand kilograms of boulders on him and it was getting heavier and heavier. His mind was wandering and he was about to run away from the sky when he heard a "rumbling" sound. The sound echoed in the room. Chu Ye woke up and subconsciously covered her stomach. The smell of porridge came from the tip of her nose. She raised her head and looked around the room.
Mu Jiajun was already standing in front of the pot at some point. He probably felt that his coat was cumbersome when cooking. He was only wearing a shirt and a tight apron around his waist. The light fell on him, outlining his lean and strong back. . White mist slowly floated out from the pot, and the whole room was filled with the tantalizing aroma of rice. The glutton in Chu Ye's stomach screamed fiercely.
Mu Jiajun turned his head quietly and met Chu Ye's eyes, his tone full of indulgence, "Wait a little longer, the porridge will be ready soon."
"Yes." Chu Ye nodded, and the sleepiness just now disappeared. Looking at the man cooking seriously, a strange and ambiguous feeling surged in her heart, and she wanted to hug him inexplicably.
With this in mind, she pushed away the quilt and got up from the bed, one step, two steps, three steps, standing still and raising her head. Mu Jiajun should have always been in the habit of exercising. Although he looked tall and thin, he could only be known through real contact. Underneath the clothes were hard muscles.
Then she stretched out her arms and hugged Mu Jiajun's waist like a bear hugging a tree, and then slowly tightened it until her entire face was pressed against his back.
Mu Jiajun's whole body stiffened the moment she hugged his waist. The girl's somewhat hot body temperature ran along the skin between the two of them and burned on him through their clothes. They were obviously two soft and thin arms, but at this time they looked like It was a poisonous snake that could kill people. Mu Jiajun swallowed his saliva and tried to act natural in the shadow where Chu Ye could not see him.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Mu Jiajun calmed his voice and asked gently. "No, I just feel like I miss you so much." Chu Ye's voice was muffled, and no emotion could be heard.
Mu Jiajun held the spoon and stirred gently along the edge of the pot. After seeing that the porridge was almost cooked, he turned off the heat and covered the pot.
He slowly turned around in Chu Ye's confinement, and the warmth that was originally burned on his back now fell on his chest. He hugged him back and held him tighter.
"I won't always be here." After saying that, he placed a kiss on Chu Ye's forehead and coaxed softly, "Let's eat first. Don't go to bed hungry. It's not good for your stomach."
She didn't wait for a reply, but the furry head expressed her opinion on her chest. She kept nodding, and Mu Jiajun's heart beat accordingly.
Today's dinner is salty fish porridge with a few meatballs in it. The white rice is cooked until soft and mixed with green chopped green onions, which is very appetizing.
Chu Ye drank two bowls in a row and was about to scoop up the third bowl when Mu Jiajun reached out to stop him, "Don't eat too much at night, otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable. If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow."
His tone was gentle, but the movements of his hands did not allow him to refuse, and he held on to the spoon without letting go.
Chu Ye glared at him, but Mu Jiajun was unmoved. In the end, she herself was defeated. Mu Jiajun's eyebrows were crescent again, and he stretched out his hand to touch her head in a comforting manner.
The wind outside unknowingly picked up again, accompanied by the faint sound of rain falling to the ground.
The cold wave is not over yet, but for Chu Ye, this is no longer bad news.
After Mu Jiajun finished cleaning up the housework, the two of them got dressed and lay on the bed. Chu Ye remembered what he wanted to say when he was sleepy before, "Jiajun, I feel that you shouldn't be asked to do those tasks today."
Although he did not ask him to do this work, Mu Jiajun always took good care of him in every aspect. It was him who took the initiative to take on the heavier and more tiring work today.
In the afternoon, she saw Mu Jiajun and the group of strong men coming back. He was the thinnest among the group. When he was sitting there eating fish balls, his face was red and there were red marks on his palms. At that time, she felt distressed and guilty. It's just that it's hard to say that much because I'm still in front of people.
At this moment, she slowly groped for Mu Jiajun's palm, and her fingertips unconsciously wandered across his palm, trying to find traces of the day.
However, what she didn't notice was that as her fingertips slid over, Mu Jiajun suddenly tightened his breathing, and a fire quietly ignited. His knuckles trembled slightly, not tolerating the hooking flames, and buckled with his backhand. The five fingers of Chu Ye were intertwined and hidden under the quilt.
"I'm willing to do anything for you, let alone at a time like this? I blame myself for not working out hard enough and not catching enough fish today." Mu Jiajun murmured in a soft voice, with the power to calm people's hearts.
Chu Ye's eyes were hot, and the sourness in her heart was choked in her throat. Almost subconsciously, she leaned her whole body into Mu Jiajun's arms and buried her face in his chest. Only by smelling the scent of soap locust on his body could she feel Real peace of mind.
Mu Jiajun noticed her change in mood and stroked her hair with his other hand, comforting her softly.
"I just think you're too good to me." There was a murmur from the chest, mixed with the beating of the heart.
"That's because you're worth it. You don't even know how shining you are." Mu Jiajun replied softly in her ear. A true message from her lover was better than all the confessions in the world.
Chu Ye blushed from his face to the tips of his ears. Mu Jiajun felt that his chest was extremely hot. The fire quickly spread throughout his body. Mu Jiajun's palms were so hot that his palms became sweaty.
But even so, the two people with their fingers intertwined did not let go. Under the quilt, the two hands were wet, hot, and lingering, but neither one let go.
After a while, Chu Ye finally felt that the heat on her face had faded away. She calmed down and asked, "How long can you stay when you come back this time?"
Mu Jiajun kissed her forehead and said, "There's nothing going on at the school. Just find a time to go back and submit some materials. There's no need to worry about those things."
"Really? Don't lie to me." Chu Ye raised his head slightly from his arms, his eyes sparkling.
It was like a cute rabbit, with a furry head protruding from its arms, and then two rabbit ears stood up, and a pair of round eyes looked straight at itself, with a look of "I don't know much, don't lie to me" Honest and honest.
Mu Jiajun couldn't bear it any longer, and lowered his head to kiss her eyelids. The scent of soap locust filled the air, and accompanied by Mu Jiajun's whisper, "I'm not going to lie to you, I always remember your words. I have to complete my studies well. I can't Let yourself down.”
Fireworks exploded in his heart, Chu Ye buried his head silently, then pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, "Sleep!"
"Okay, good night." Mu Jiajun hugged the person in his arms tightly with one hand, stretched out his hand to press the switch, and with a gentle "click", the only light in the room went out, followed by two long breaths. , intertwined with each other, let the wind and rain outside the house, the indoor years are quiet.
(End of chapter)