Chapter 677: The fat man who is in unspeakable suffering
These old ladies were still as enthusiastic as before, and stopped Zhang An not to let him go.
Zhang Anzhi knew that according to the hair-plucking temperament of these Yan Guo, if he didn't say something today, he might not be able to escape easily.
With so much vegetable oil, if it is all their own, it is not impossible to sell part of it to these old ladies.
"Grandma, I can't promise you this, because these oils are squeezed from rapeseed bought by Chen Ze himself, so I can't sell them to you. But if you have ideas, you can find other companies in the village. People buy some small rapeseeds to squeeze, and the oil is still very fragrant. We also bought the rapeseeds from everyone else.”
It’s just that the oil belongs to Chen Ze, and he definitely has no intention of selling it. , but Zhang An suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a solution. He thought it was to seek some welfare for the villagers.
According to his understanding of these old ladies, it is very possible to do this.
At most he will just spend some time helping to haul the rapeseed to town for oil extraction.
"Oh? Isn't this oil squeezed from rapeseed grown by your family?"
When several old ladies heard what Zhang An said, they immediately asked strangely.
At first, they thought the oil was squeezed from rapeseed grown by Zhang An's family, so they wanted the oil very much.
“It’s not like you don’t know that all the fields in my family were used to grow garlic last year. You even went to buy some yourself. Where did the rapeseed come from?”
Zhang An knew that these old tenant ladies were somewhat blindly superstitious about their own things, so he quickly pointed to the empty fields across the bridge and said.
"Yes, we forgot about it, but since Zhang An said that this rapeseed oil is good, it must be good. We will go to the village to find someone to buy some in a while."
After hearing what Zhang An said, the old ladies remembered that Zhang An’s family had indeed not planted a single rapeseed this year, and knowing that the oil belonged to Chen Ze’s family, they no longer struggled.
Because they know in their hearts that the neighbor named Chen is not short of money at all, just look at the newly built building below, so no matter what they say, there will be no result.
But it was good to know this news from Zhang An, and several old ladies immediately turned their attention to the villagers.
Arrived at the door of Chen Ze's yard, when Aunt Li opened the door, Zhang An walked into the house holding a bucket filled with eighty kilograms of vegetable oil.
Chen Ze divided a total of 260 kilograms of vegetable oil here. In order to facilitate transportation, he packed about 80 kilograms in two large barrels that can hold 100 kilograms. The rest was just divided into three In a small bucket weighing 50 pounds, it is easier to carry.
Chen Ze also followed Zhang An's example and picked up a bucket of oil and walked home. This was their family's thing and they definitely couldn't just look at it.
"Old Chen, you move the smaller buckets. I'll move the big buckets. Don't twist your waist. Teacher Xiao Jiang will come back and complain about me."
Zhang An Seeing this, he quickly told Chen Ze.
Although the eighty kilograms of oil in this barrel is nothing to him, for someone like Chen Ze who doesn't often work hard, it is not so easy, especially since the oil is still liquid and difficult to carry. It will swing around when it gets up.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you to deal with it."
Hearing this, Chen Ze didn't insist and switched to a few small buckets next to him.
Because he just tried the big bucket. Although he could lift it, it was very laborious. He was not sure he could carry it home directly.
“Xiao An is here.”
Mr. Chen hasn’t gone to the Ding family to play chess yet, because the time has not come yet.
Seeing Zhang An coming in with a large bucket of oil, he quickly walked to the side and gave up his position.
"Not bad, not bad. This oil is really good. Not only does it smell good, but it also looks golden. Xiao Li, I will scoop some out for cooking tonight."
After Zhang An and Chen Ze brought the oil into the house and put it away, Mr. Chen opened the lid of the bucket and took a look.
When I saw the color of the oil and the fragrance, I kept nodding my head and saying it was a good oil.
Although he has lived in the city for many years, he is not a ignorant person. These oils are better than the black rapeseed oil on the market.
As soon as Aunt Li heard the old man's order, she immediately went to the kitchen and got a porcelain bowl, scooped out about two kilograms and carried it over.
“Don’t worry, Grandpa Chen, this oil not only smells good, but also tastes good when cooking.”
Zhang An is still very confident in the oil squeezed from bitter rapeseed. After all, his family My second grandfather and two elders have been eating it for so many years and have always said that this oil is very fragrant.
"Old Chen, this is the money for oil residue. According to 30 cents per catty, it is more than 200 yuan."
Then Zhang An took out another 200 to 300 yuan. Pass it to Chen Ze, after all, so much fried food was given to his family.
"Okay, if you still want to settle the several hundred yuan with me, then I will have to pay you if I go to your house every day to eat and drink."
Chen Ze turned over He rolled his eyes and didn't reach out to pick it up at all. It was only a few hundred yuan, which was nothing compared to him always going to Zhang An's house to get something.
"Then I will treat myself as a rich man."
Zhang An also knew that Chen Ze would not want it, but this was his long-standing habit.
When Zhang An walked out of Dongli Courtyard and came to the bridge, Xiao Siqi also came over with three adults.
Su Ying and Zhang Zilin walked in front, holding little Siqi's hands on one side and the fat one on the other. With his physique, he looked like a bodyguard.
"Dad, open the door."
As soon as Xiao Siqi saw his car, he immediately broke free from his two big hands and ran towards Zhang An.
He really likes riding horses and cars, whether it’s a small jeep or a big pickup truck.
"Run slower, don't fall."
Zhang An stopped the car, opened the door and waited for little Siqi who was running towards him.
Back home, dad Zhang Jianguo had just killed a chicken and was processing it, and mom Wang Fang was also washing the bacon.
"Xiao An, go get some fish and come back and make pickled fish tonight."
Wang Fang ordered Zhang An while cleaning the golden bacon in his hands.
The fat man hasn’t been here for a long time, and he came with his wife, so naturally he had to entertain her well.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Hearing this, Zhang An ran directly to the fish pond in the backyard.
It’s rare that my mother wants to have a good meal, so of course he wants it.
“Wait for me, I’ll go too.”
Seeing this, the fat man followed Zhang An.
Arrived at the fish pond, Zhang An caught a bass weighing two to three kilograms.
When it comes to making pickled fish, their sea bass is no worse than snakeheaded fish and grass carp, and this one can definitely make a big pot of pickled fish.
Although for normal sea bass, the most delicious size is about one pound to one and a half pounds.
But these space bass raised by Zhang An’s family grow much faster. They are most delicious when they are basically two to three pounds.
Of course, it won’t be bad if it grows bigger, at least it will taste better than those ordinary artificially bred seabass.
"Zhang An, catch a few more stone frogs." After Zhang An caught the fish, the fat man stared at the frog pond.
He came here just for these stone frogs. After all, he can often eat Zhang An's fish, but there are fewer stone frogs.
"Then you come and hold the fish, and I'll catch it."
Zhang An handed the net bag containing the bass to the fat man and began to search around the frog pond.
After a while, I saw a few stone frogs squatting by the pond, looking up at the sky. They looked like they were suffering from depression.
This is not a good phenomenon. Depression will affect other stone frogs, so for the sake of the entire frog pond, Zhang An decided to catch only a few of them.
I don’t know if the depression was too severe or something else. They didn’t react until Zhang An caught him, but it was too late. Today was their last day.
After returning home and handling several stone frogs and sea bass, the ingredients were handed over to my mother in the kitchen.
Zhang An was chatting with Fatty in the backyard, Su Ying was helping her mother-in-law in the kitchen, and Zhang Zilin saw this and wanted to go over to help.
But in the end, she found that her meager cooking skills didn't seem to be of much help, so she just helped with the dishes.
Half the meal was over, waves of tempting aroma wafted from the kitchen. As soon as people smelled it, they knew that Wang Fang was cooking spicy chicken.
Then, Xiao Siqi came out of the kitchen, still holding a big chicken drumstick in his hand as before.
The spicy chicken needs to be chopped into pieces, deep-fried and then stir-fried, but the little guy’s chicken legs are whole.
Don’t think about it, this must have been specially prepared by Wang Fang for his grandson.
The fried chicken skin until golden brown, paired with bright red chili, looks appetizing.
Little Siqi was taking big bites, but he was very cautious and far away from Zhang An. He had not forgotten that his beloved chicken drumstick was taken away by Zhang An last time. things.
At this time, Zhang An didn't notice that the fat man next to him had a troubled expression on his face.
When it was time to eat, spicy chicken and pickled fish each occupied a large bowl and were placed in the middle of the table, and other dishes were placed around them as if they were decorations.
The weather is very hot now, and vegetarian melon beans chilled with rock sugar are also an essential vegetarian dish in this season.
"Xiao Lu, don't just eat fish, but also eat other dishes. They are all specially cooked for you. I remember that your favorite food before was our spicy chicken."
Wang Fang saw that the fat man was just eating pickled fish, so he moved the spicy chicken and other dishes slightly towards him.
"Aunt Wang, I really want to eat it. Just looking at it makes me greedy. However, I am not feeling well during this period and I have taboos and cannot eat chili peppers."
Although I feel that Zhang An’s mother He had good intentions, but at this moment the fat man had a wry smile on his face.
These dishes looked cruel, and he wanted to eat them, but in order not to suffer, he still endured them.
"Ah, I'm not feeling well. It's nothing serious. The same goes for you, a kid. You should have told me if you can't eat spicy food. I can just make something without the chili pepper."
You must know that the fat man in the past was a master who was not fond of spicy food. Wang Fang always cooked the dishes according to his previous taste.
Only then did Zhang An realize that it wasn't this guy who had changed his taste, but that he was forced to do so.
"It's just a small problem. I came here this time to ask Mr. Zhang for help."
The fat man smiled and said to Wang Fang, try not to look at the full table. of delicious food.
"That's right, Qiqi and his godfather can treat a lot of diseases. After dinner, let Xiao An take you there. No matter how big or small the problem is, you can't delay it."
< br>In Wang Fang's eyes, Zhang Yixin's medical skills were much more reliable than those in the hospital, so he didn't ask the fat man why he didn't go to the hospital.
"It's too late today. If you're not in a hurry, just wait until tomorrow. The effect of seeing a doctor early in the morning will be better."
Zhang An turned around and looked around. It was almost dark outside. .
The best plan for the day is in the morning. This saying also applies to medical consultation.
So many problems, whether Chinese medicine or Western medicine, will be diagnosed and treated in the morning to achieve the best treatment effect.
Of course, emergencies are not among them. After all, when it comes to saving lives and relieving pain, the therapeutic effect must be delayed.
Since we didn't have to go to Sanqing Temple today, we didn't have to rush to eat. Everyone was enjoying their meal. Only the fat man felt unspeakable pain in his heart. The table was full of delicious dishes, but he couldn't see or eat them.
"What is wrong with you? Tell me, maybe I can solve it for you."
After the meal, Zhang An looked at the fat man and said again.
"It's not a big problem, but we are too familiar with each other. I can't talk to you. I'd better wait until tomorrow to see Mr. Zhang."
The fat man looked eager to speak again. With a hesitant expression, he finally shook his head and refused.
"Hey, you are hiding your illness and avoiding medical treatment. Forget it, do as you like."
Zhang An couldn't help but sigh. Seeing the fat man like this, he was more certain about his previous guess. .
The next morning, Fatty and Zhang Zilin got up early.
On the one hand, it’s because it’s definitely not good to sleep in when you’re a guest at someone else’s house.
On the other hand, Zhang An said yesterday that seeing a doctor would have the best effect this morning, so he had to get up early and go to Sanqing Temple to see Taoist Zhang Yixing.
"Let's go. If we go early, we can come back early to eat."
After washing up, Zhang An was ready to call the fat man out.
I'm not too hungry now, and I'm not going anywhere else, so there's no need to be in such a hurry to have breakfast. You can just come back and eat it again.
"Yeah, let's go."
The fat man nodded, got up and followed.
Zhang Zilin naturally went too. After all, it was her man who was seeing a doctor, so she would definitely go with him.
Little Siqi didn't say anything this time. When his father said he wanted to go out, he ran over to hold Zhang An's hand and wanted to go out for some fun.
"Hey, this road has been rebuilt. It was not so wide last year, and it was not paved with these green bricks."
When Fatty came here before, he often went there When he offered incense and donated money to Sanqing Temple, he remembered that this place used to be just a narrow path.
But things are different now. The trail has been widened a lot and is also paved with blue bricks. It has obviously been upgraded.
"It was built during the Chinese New Year this year. Because a crew wanted to shoot in Zizhu Forest, the town came over to build some public facilities."
Zhang An put the little boy struggling to get down to walk. Siqi put it down and then said to the fat man.
"I see, then it seems that these people have a good eye for location. The land in Zizhulin is really nice. I thought Uncle Zhang got the money from it."
The fat man nodded and said, not very surprised by this.
(End of this chapter)