Chapter 11452
"Qing'er, what do you want?"
When it was Yang Ruoqing's turn, Da Sun asked with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing put her hands behind her back, raised her head and looked at her with a smile: "Auntie, you are so arrogant to Kang Xiaozi and the others. When it is my turn, my niece, should I be even more arrogant?"
The eldest Sun gave Yang Ruoqing a hard look, "Huh, are you here to pick up auntie's wool again? I won't sell it to you, let's take a walk!"
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.
Da Sun couldn't stand still for a few seconds. She picked up the knife again and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Tell me, which one did you like?"
"Haha, I knew my eldest aunt was the best. I want the meat from the front seat, and give me the remaining half of the pig's head!"
"What? You want braised pork head?"
"Yeah, I have that idea. I also have a few spareribs to make braised pork ribs."
While Yang Ruoqing was talking, Mrs. Sun had already quickly packed away the things she wanted.
"Take it, don't give me any money, it's a gift for us to visit your uncle."
Yang Ruoqing pouted, "It's a joke, don't mess around."
She left enough money, picked up her things and left. Before she left, she didn't forget to tell Mrs. Sun: "When you go back to visit my uncle, remember to bring a piece of kidney pork. Your niece also likes it!"
"What a beautiful idea, you greedy cat! I won't bring it! Use your own money to buy it!"
"Hehe."
Yang Ruoqing left with a smile.
Mrs. Sun looked at her walking back with a smile on her face, "You bastard girl, you are so old, you are just making fun of me!"
Xiaojie's father walked over from the side and heard their conversation. He also smiled and said, "Even if we send the whole pig over, Qing'er will never let us suffer. She gets our pig, and in other aspects, she needs to Come back with seven or eight pigs in a different way!”
The eldest Sun glared at her man again: "I don't know what my niece is like? Do you want you to be a good person here and teach me?"
Xiaojie's father smiled honestly.
Mrs. Da Sun urged him: "Go, go, quickly move the pork to the cart. While there will be more people in the morning, we can transport it to the meat shed to open it!"
"Okay, here it comes!"
The couple loaded the meat into the car. After the previous transactions between Kang Xiaozi and Yang Ruoqing, nearly 30% of the big fat pig that was killed last night had been sold.
The remaining 70% will be sent to the meat shed. According to past habits, it is estimated that in one day, it can be sold for 77, 88 or 88 yuan.
If there are some useless things left that haven't been sold, it's easy. Bring them back at night, grab a handful of dried garlic, chili pepper, and ginger, stir them into a hot pot, add the meat and stir-fry, add water, cut two Chinese cabbages, and grab one. Take the vermicelli, cut a few pieces of pig blood, put two pieces of tofu, a handful of sauerkraut, a pot of simmering rice, and a pot of shochu, sit together as a family, and this is a home-cooked pig-killing dish.
To be honest, I guarantee that not even half of the meat will be wasted.
Yang Ruoqing was walking back with the vegetables, and then she came out of Sun's courtyard and saw a group of people coming from the official road.
The leader was riding a tall black horse, dressed in black and driving the horse at a gallop. The morning wind lifted the cloak behind him and made a grin.
With slender eyebrows and handsome eyes, and an awe-inspiring temperament, who else could it be if it wasn’t Luo Fengtang!
Behind him, three feet away, followed a large carriage pulled by three horses.
Obviously, Luo Fengtang brought the doctor back from Qing'an County.
"Tangyaozi!" Yang Ruoqing shouted to him from a distance.
Luo Fengtang had already noticed her figure as soon as she came out of the Sun's courtyard door. He controlled the reins and headed towards her. The horse stopped, turned over and dismounted, "Qing'er, something happened temporarily on this trip. It delayed you for a day and made you worried!"
"Is it done?"
"Well, although there were some twists and turns, we finally hired two otolaryngology doctors."
"That's good, take me over and say hello first."
Two doctors, one named Xie and the other named Li.
Both of them looked very young, probably about the same age as Yang Huazhong. Dr. Li had put on weight, with a round belly and a rich look on his face.
Although Dr. Xie is not fat, and is even a little lean, as his name suggests, he has a bald head.
Yang Ruoqing was curious before, because men in ancient times used to have long hair, and men with long hair met the aesthetic standards.
So the question is, what should men do if they are bald?
Do you wear a hat everywhere? How to prepare for the dog days of summer?
She often pays attention to the people around her, and she has indeed encountered many bald people, but most of them have covered up.
But the Doctor Xie in front of him is more down-to-earth. The whole house is covered, and the middle of his head is like a large natural smooth lake. There is a circle of sparse gray hair around it. The hair is trimmed, not too big, and just falls to the neck.
At first glance, it looks very much like those old people and young people who had their pigtails cut off in the old Beiping City at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty...
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Hey, baldness is really not friendly to men!
However, Yang Ruoqing has also heard a saying that bald people often have high IQs, are very smart, and are extremely smart!
"Thank you for your hard work, both gentlemen, coming from afar!"
"Madam, you are so polite. It is our destiny to be able to take care of the old man's illness."
The two parties exchanged simple polite words, and Yang Ruoqing called Xingwang to greet the two doctors.
The pork was given to Ronggu.
She herself accompanied Luo Fengtang to the backyard to set up the carriage and horses, and by the way, she also heard about Luo Fengtang's journey to find the doctor in Qing'an County...
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Although Blacksmith Luo was in the main room, facing the two doctors who suddenly parachuted into his home, the old man showed his master's enthusiasm.
But when he found an excuse to call Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang to the backyard, the old man's face turned ugly.
"You two, what do you mean?"
"Uncle, I don't mean anything else, just..."
"Qing'er, don't say anything, let this brat do it!"
"Tell me, I've already recovered from my illness, why did I invite a doctor to come all the way to my house again? Are you letting others see me?"
“It’s unlucky to have a doctor living at home every now and then!”
"Besides, I'm not sick. My illnesses are all cured. I welcome anyone you invite back, but you invite a doctor! Don't you mean to annoy me!"
On the way back, Luo Fengtang had already thought of countless reasons to coax Blacksmith Luo.
But at this moment, he frowned slightly, "Uncle, there is something..."
"Ahem." Yang Ruoqing on the side suddenly coughed dryly, and quietly tugged on Luo Fengtang's sleeves with her fingers.
Is this guy trying to tell the truth? No, this is contrary to what we agreed on before!
Luo Fengtang glanced sideways at Yang Ruoqing and gave her a calming look. Then he turned around and met Blacksmith Luo's questioning and angry gaze. Luo Fengtang told the truth of the matter in a calm tone.
"Uncle, there's something I'm hiding from you, and it's about your hoarse voice..."