Chapter 178 Delivery into the city
At dawn the next morning, Zhang An had already gotten up.
After washing up, I went out quietly, and then drove out of the village.
Last night Zhang An didn’t tell his old mother that he would go out so early.
Because once told, Wang Fang will definitely get up early in the morning to make breakfast for Zhang An.
So Zhang An quietly went out and let his mother sleep a little longer.
Last night, after everyone fell asleep, Zhang An put all the young ferns he collected into the space.
Zhang An took it out only when he was about to enter the city.
After spraying some water, it looks like it was just picked from the mountain.
Speaking of the location of Dingyi supermarket, it is near the place where Zhang An often came to sell cherries.
This place originally had a relatively large flow of people, but now that the supermarket has opened, there are even more people coming and going on the road.
When Zhang An arrived at the door of the supermarket, Ding Yi was already waiting at the door.
Seeing Zhang An coming, Ding Yi called a few people out from the store and unloaded the bracken loaded on Zhang An's car in twos and twos.
"This couldn't have been picked overnight, right? Why does it look fresher than the one I pulled back that day."
Ding Yi's previous cart, when he pulled it back, although Sprinkled with water.
But after such a long journey, when he was pulled into the store, he was still a little tired.
But now he saw what Zhang An had pulled up in the car. The bracken trees looked full of energy, and even the leaves were still standing upright.
It looks like it was just picked from the ground.
"Maybe the temperature is low at night, so it is easier to preserve."
Zhang Andang knew that this was a miraculous effect of space, but he couldn't tell Ding Yi this.
After unloading the things from the car, Ding Yi directly asked people to put them in the store and start selling them.
I didn’t weigh myself first because Zhang An weighed me at home.
There is still some trust between him and Zhang An.
Zhang An gave him a list. After taking a look at it, he counted the money to Zhang An.
Zhang An told him last night that he wanted to advance money first, but the villagers didn’t want it.
So Ding Yi specially prepared some change for Zhang An today, so that when he takes it back, he can divide the money easily.
There are a lot of change in supermarkets.
I know that Zhang An drove out as soon as it got up in the morning, and he hasn't had breakfast yet.
So after unloading the bracken, Ding Yi took Zhang An to Zaoyao.
Although the county is small, there are many varieties of food.
The streets are full of people selling steamed buns, fried dough sticks and rice porridge.
There are also fried cakes, glutinous rice and freshly baked sesame balls.
Everywhere you can see people busy at work, go to the stalls and buy some.
There are many noodle restaurants nearby, and there are many kinds of savory dishes.
Anyway, after a week of eating, I can eat something different every day, and I can’t finish it.
"Anzi, this mutton noodle restaurant should be the best in our county. I often eat here, so I will bring you here to try it today."
Zhang An hasn't left yet. When you enter the store, you already know the familiar handwritten sign.
Ding Yi is right, this restaurant is the best mutton noodle restaurant in the county.
Their restaurant has been open for decades, and it became famous in the city for generations to come.
This is mainly because their portions are large, and the mutton soup and oil chili are cooked with their own unique recipe.
When he arrived at the store, Ding Yiyi told the boss that he would order two servings today.
The boss smiled and asked them to sit down. It was obvious that this guy came here often and was familiar with the boss.
Although it is already nine o'clock, there are still many people in the restaurant.
Not long after, the rice noodles Ding Yi shouted were hot and brought out by the boss.
In a large bowl, strips of snow-white rice noodles are placed at the bottom of the bowl, with many slices of cooked mutton placed on top.
These muttons are all local black goats and are very delicious.
There are also various seasonings such as pepper, MSG, salt, chopped coriander and garlic sprouts on top.
Coupled with the store's own special red oil chili, and finally topped with stock made from mutton bones.
Before I even started to use my chopsticks, I could already smell the aroma of mutton being permed in soup stock.
Looking at the thick layer of mutton in the bowl, it is much larger than the portion in later generations.
Who said mutton in this era was cheap? In later generations, a pound of mutton would cost more than 100 yuan, which was simply terrifying.
Then the boss brought out two more large bowls and placed them on the table for the two of them.
It’s full of the store’s savory dishes, including mutton and haggis.
If it weren’t for the fact that it was morning, Zhang An would have estimated that this man would have to add two kidneys.
"Zhang An, eat, the mutton they cook is very good."
Zhang An is not polite. If he eats this food freely, he may only be half full.
When Zhang An was in high school, he had a goal in mind when he went out to eat rice.
One day, when you go out to eat noodles, you must add more meat. There is more meat than noodles.
I didn’t expect that Ding Yi would lead me to achieve this goal before I even thought about it.
"By the way, I saw you brought some crispy whistles in the car. Get some and try them."
Ding Yi liked the crispy whistle made by Wang Fang very much after eating it before.
Now I saw that Zhang An had a lot of them in the car, so I thought about asking him to get some out to try.
"That's not possible. This is for others. You want to eat it and bring it to you next time, or you can get it yourself."
I heard Zhang An say that it was for others. Yes, Ding Yi stopped taking action.
After eating, Ding Yi walked out of the shop with a happy face.
"Let's go and sit at my place. You haven't been to my house yet."
In the past, Zhang An went to the city many times, but most of them went to Chen Ze's house.
Ding Yi has never been here before. At that time, Ding Yi often lived in the provincial capital and did not move here.
“Forget it, come back next time, I have something to do today.”
After saying goodbye to Ding Yi at the entrance of the supermarket, Zhang An drove directly to the county.
Then he remembered that Su Ying seemed to like eating water chestnuts, so Zhang An got some more this time.
When we arrived at the door of Su Ying's dormitory, the door was still closed and there was no movement inside.
The same goes for Wang Min's dormitory next door. It's only nine o'clock now.
Today is Saturday, Zhang An estimates that Su Ying is lying in bed again.
Dong dong dong
After Zhang An knocked on the door a few times, Su Ying's lazy voice came from inside.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Zhang An."
As soon as Su Ying heard that Zhang An was coming, she ran over to open the door without changing into her pajamas.
“Why are you here?”
Su Ying was very surprised when she saw Zhang An at the door.
When two people are passionately in love, who wouldn’t want to be tired of being together every day?
Pull Zhang An into the room, Su Yingcai closed the door.
"I missed you, so I came here. Look at you, the ground is so cold and I don’t even have shoes on."
Looking at Su Ying getting out of bed with her bare feet and opening the door, Zhang An A few words of blame.
"Hey, it's okay, it's not cold anyway."
Zhang An put down the things in his hands and picked her up by Su Ying's waist. "Ah~"
Su Ying, who was suddenly picked up by Zhang An, panicked and quickly hugged Zhang An's neck.
The two hadn't seen each other for a while. Smelling Su Ying's familiar scent, Zhang An looked at Su Ying with a little fire in his eyes.
After putting Su Ying on the bed, she looked at her little mouth and poured out her heartfelt words.
After lingering for a long time, Zhang An decided to let the little teacher Su who was out of breath in his arms feel that Su Ying was a little hypoxic.
But he didn’t do anything else afterwards. He lay on the bed and held Su Ying in his arms, talking about what was in his heart these days.
There are no mobile phones in this era, so it is very inconvenient for two people to communicate.
There is no phone in Su Ying’s dormitory, so she has to go to a store outside the campus to make a call every time.
So Su Ying calls Zhang An every time.
"Zhang An, the cherry blossoms at home are in bloom. I saw the ones in the school are all in bloom. They are snow-white and beautiful."
On the campus of the county school , many trees were planted, including some cherry trees, loquat trees and other fruit trees.
When Zhang An was in school, every year when the cherry loquats were ripe, many students would secretly go there at night to pick them.
The school does not allow students to pick fruits by themselves because they are worried that they will fall from the trees.
"It has already bloomed. Now the mountains are full of flowers, and the peach blossoms are also blooming very well. Soon you will be able to eat cherries and peaches."
As Zhang An said, reporters came into the village I told Su Ying about it.
Su Ying was very happy when she heard that someone had taken photos of animals at home.
"Then when will they mail the photos over? I really want to see them."
"They just went back yesterday. I guess it will take a few days. When they receive the mail, I will bring it over to you then.”
The two of them were very happy together, and it was noon before they knew it.
It wasn’t until Wang Min came knocking on the door and calling Su Ying to eat that Zhang An realized that it was getting late.
After opening the door, Wang Min saw Zhang An at Su Ying's place and stopped shouting immediately.
“Forget it, I’ll go eat by myself so I won’t disturb you two.”
After saying that, Wang Min went downstairs by herself and did not look back even when Zhang An called her. .
After Su Ying changed her clothes and washed herself, Zhang An had lunch with her.
Zhang An originally wanted to take her out for a walk, but Su Ying didn't want to go down the mountain.
There weren’t many places to go shopping in the county, so I ended up walking around the school.
After I went back, I stayed in the dormitory for a long time.
Seeing that it was almost time, Su Yingcai urged Zhang An to go back.
When Zhang An arrived home, it was already five or six o'clock, and the maids who had gone to the mountains to pick bracken had also returned.
I happened to come to weigh myself and collect yesterday’s money at the same time.
In the evening, Ding Yi called again.
It was said that the bracken brought over today was sold out, and many people came over to ask if there were any left.
Let Zhang An inform the fern-picking maids in the village and let them continue picking ferns.
This bracken business has been going on for more than a week, and the shipment volume at Dingyi Supermarket has decreased.
Zhang An asked the villagers to stop picking, just to leave some seeds for the ferns on the mountain, but they couldn't finish picking.
Originally, Zhang An wanted to tell Ding Yi what Bracken had done, in order to find some ways to generate income for the villagers.
But now I heard from the maid in the village that the fern moss on the nearby mountain has almost been harvested.
If you want to collect it, you have to go to the mountains far away, which is not worth the gain.
So let’s wait until next year for this solution.
But even so, everyone is already very satisfied.
I can earn more than 30 yuan a day. In a week, everyone can earn more than 200 yuan.
This is something they never dared to think about before. With this money, they can buy a lot of meat.
It’s just that these maids didn’t go out to publicize it, lest other people would complain about Zhang An for not informing them.
After they stopped going up the mountain to collect fern moss, they still had things to do.
Because the annual spring tea has arrived and needs to be harvested.
Wang Fang went up the mountain to pick for two or three days, and the tea at home was finished.
However, Zhang An still brings some new tea leaves to his home every day, which Zhang An planted in the space.
When Wang Fang asked, Zhang An said that he bought it from someone else.
It is said that everyone at home likes the tea at home, so this year I bought more for frying.
Last year, a lot of people came to my house saying they wanted to buy tea, but Wang Fang didn’t ask any questions.
The tea of this era is really spring tea of very good quality.
They are all bud tips from March and April, and they are all picked manually, not including an old leaf.
In later generations, such mountaintop Yunwu tea, even raw tea, would cost hundreds of yuan per catty.
And in this season, those dealers have to rush over to collect.
If you arrive too late, the tips of the first shoots will be bought by others.
In the past few days, Zhang An always looked for opportunities to go out, and then brought home a large mouthful of fresh tea.
Wang Fang also had no doubts about him. She would fire as much as Zhang An brought back.
Because Zhang An brings back too much each time, the speed of manual tea frying is relatively slow.
So Zhang Jianguo hasn't gone out to raise food these days. Instead, he has been frying tea with Wang Fang at home.
Zhang An picked two hundred kilograms of raw tea from the space one after another.
The tea leaves in the space, especially the young leaves, have a higher water content than those picked just in the morning on the top of the mountain.
These two hundred pounds of raw tea may seem like a lot, but judging from the results of tea roasting last year.
When the frying is completed, it will be good to weigh about forty pounds.
The family of three has nothing to do these days and just stays at home making tea.
It took three days of frying to finish frying the tea leaves that Zhang An took out.
After dinner in the evening, Zhang An was chatting with everyone in the yard, and Wang Fang from home shouted a few times at the door.
"Xiao An, come and answer the phone. There is a man named Wang Hua looking for you."
Hearing that it was Wang Hua who called, Zhang An guessed that he has been there since he returned in the past few days. The photos were developed.
"Hello, Reporter Wang."
"Zhang An, you don't have to be so polite, just call me by my name, or Lao Wang."
That's the phone. Wang Hua smiled and said.
“I don’t want to call you Lao Wang, I’ll call you Brother Xiao Wang.”
It’s not good to be young. You have to call everyone you see. Wang Hua probably has to make a big deal about it. He looks like five or six years old.
"Ah, what's wrong with calling me Lao Wang?"
Wang Hua was a little confused when he heard what Zhang An said.
“Haha, it’s okay, I just feel like calling you old.”
Remembering that Wang Lao Song next door hasn’t become famous yet, Zhang An explained to Wang Hua while holding back a smile. .
"By the way, Zhang An, the photos I took at your house a few days ago were developed and sent to you from the post and telecommunications office today. They should arrive in a few days."
Now But there are no courier companies yet, and the post and telecommunications offices all send and receive them uniformly.
Even from the city to the small village below, it takes several days.
"Thank you first, Brother Xiao Wang. Come over and play when you have time later. I'll treat you to dinner."
"Then it's agreed, when we have time, Just go over.”
(End of this chapter)