Chapter 166 166. Pickled peppers, bamboo shoots and three rounds
Song Sancheng was so anxious that he couldn’t argue!
Here I saw Old Man Li looking at the two of them with envy: "Oh, brother, your granddaughter is so filial. She even spent money to buy you a car... That tricycle can both pull goods and sit on it. Man, it’s so convenient to go out.”
The folds on Song Youde’s face instantly stretched and tightened, as beautiful as a chrysanthemum.
"Oh, that's not the case! We are old and out of breath when traveling far away, so we need a tricycle for convenience."
"That's what Tantan is like. She learned how to spend a lot of money in a big city. You said I didn't want it, but she still insisted on buying it..."
Old man Li was really envious, and he sighed again:
"Brother, you are still enjoying happiness. Look at your child. He grows tobacco leaves for you and buys you a car. He is rich and caring."
"Not like my family. Those few came back during the Qingming festival this year, and they burned paper for their mother. Before leaving, they picked up several baskets of vegetables from my garden and brought me a bag of chicken cakes. ..."
Ouch!
Song Youde didn't dare to accept this and said quickly: "Look, you are talking nonsense again. I clearly saw your son carrying several boxes of things for you, and your daughter seems to have carried a big piece of ribs for you!"
"Hey!" Old Man Li tried his best to make an understatement: "That's it, I can buy that thing myself."
Song Sancheng:...
I really don’t know what to say. I can only bend down and plant the rice seedlings one by one.
Hmph, you two old men, just show off, I will plant the rice seedlings secretly, and then shock you with my efficiency!
Oops, I haven’t done this job for a long time, and now my waist feels a little sore from the beginning...
…
Here.
The pickup truck drove into the city again.
There are no channels to buy a three-wheeled Song Tan, and it is completely different from my own pickup truck, so before I came here I went to the express delivery point in town to deliver the goods, and also asked about it.
It was early in the morning when she went, and the courier boy had just opened the door of the inn. When he saw her coming, for some reason, he subconsciously hid his job behind his back.
Song Tan:...
Are you eating dragon liver or phoenix marrow?
It was only then that the courier boy realized what he was doing, and now he embarrassedly held out his job:
"Hey, look at this... I don't want to hide it from you. Mainly your bamboo shoots..."
These bamboo shoots are as good as any, but they are just too delicious.
They didn’t buy the first crop that day, so they went out of their way the next day and asked for ten kilograms in one go!
How much does ten pounds cost?
Two hundred dollars.
As soon as Song Tan drove away, the young couple regretted it.
But I’ve already bought it, what else can I do?
This thing was not worth giving away in the countryside, so the two had no choice but to dig out the recipe they asked about last time, and now carefully cut open the bamboo shoots.
This express delivery station is just a small store in the town. The second floor is only big enough for sleeping. Everyone always lights a gas stove at the door when cooking.
Now this "squeak" all of a sudden, the fragrance of bamboo shoots spreads out instantly, and the aunts cooking on both sides can't hold the shovel.
“Hey! What are you doing here?”
The little wife was also a little stunned. At this moment, she was busy turning over the bamboo shoots and said in confusion: "Just, just bamboo shoots!"
Although these bamboo shoots were very expensive, they bought them for a while. A lot, but this taste and aroma are really tempting.
The aunts on both sides became interested: "Which bamboo shoots are from which company? They are really good. I will buy some to try tomorrow."
What can this amazing little daughter-in-law say?
There is no secret in the streets and alleys. Today she dares to say that the bamboo shoots cost twenty yuan a pound. Tomorrow everyone will know that they are prodigal and will never survive.
She had no choice but to laugh dryly: "What, a customer brought it here." After finally waiting for the dish to be prepared under the watchful eyes of everyone, the couple couldn't wait to move a small bench and sit down. They saw a tobacco and alcohol grocery store next door. , brought a bowl of scrambled eggs with green pepper:
“I smell your bamboo shoots are very fragrant, so I’m shameless enough to order some.”
That’s it. How shameless.
It is no longer popular to deliver food everywhere. If the children at home were not standing there crying with greed, they would be embarrassed to do such a thing.
The auntie was embarrassed, and the younger daughter-in-law had a thinner skin, so she could only share a bowl with tears in her eyes.
Half of the plate was lost in an instant.
I turned around again, and the neighbor on the other side came over, holding a braised crucian carp in his hand.
Okay, at noon, there was a large plate of stir-fried beef tenderloin with pickled peppers and bamboo shoots (because I put very little beef tenderloin to save money), and in the end there was only a shallow portion left at the bottom of the plate.
The young couple looked at each other and thought: Although it is a pity, it is not bad. After all, there are three dishes for lunch!
As long as you don't think about the price of bamboo shoots, everything is worth it, but when they pick up a piece of bamboo shoots -
Don't say anything else, their tears mixed with the food and swallowed into their stomachs.
As for the remaining bamboo shoots...
Come on, there is no need to fry them. My wife repeatedly asked for a recipe for pickling pepper shoots that was absolutely reliable, and she cooked all the remaining bamboo shoots. Pickled.
Isn’t it tasteless now?
Just here, there are still people coming around to ask where the bamboo shoots that day came from?
No, now that they heard someone coming, the couple's conditioned reflex was to hide!
Eating noodles this early in the morning, there was also a chopstick of soaked bamboo shoots in the bowl. It was sour, spicy and crispy!
Song Tan: ...
I just came to ask about tricycles, it’s really not that big of a deal.
"Oh oh oh, it's a tricycle!"
The courier boy breathed a sigh of relief, and while slurping noodles from his own noodle bowl, he asked again: "What kind of tricycle do you want?" Wheel? What do you want to do?”
“A three-wheeler is different from a motorcycle. You have to be careful not to tilt it when you ride it.”
Song Tan also thought about this. She said: "It's okay. I'll watch them and practice when I get home. I'll talk about it after I practice well."
But she still has confidence in her biological father. Although his father Song Sancheng always fails in theory, he can practice The ability is still very strong.
It’s just a small three-wheeler, no problem!
At the same time, he told the courier guy that his requirements were the same: "My dad wants to use it to haul some things, and my grandpa rides a bicycle to commute when he has nothing to do. It's best not to be too pretentious."
"That's easy."
The courier boy cracked a bite of pickled pepper bamboo shoots.
“Have you seen the little three-wheel delivery vehicle on our street? Just the one in front, okay?”
"Don't buy in our town. They say it's convenient for repairs, but the ones sold in our town are all miscellaneous brands. Go to the city and find a reliable brand. It's much better than this. You can get it for three thousand yuan." "
As for the old man riding...
"That's easy!"
He pulled out another picture from his phone:
"Just like this, there is a bicycle seat in front and a big saddle in the back. The old man rides in front and the old lady sits in the back, stable."
“And even though this car is small, it’s quite powerful for climbing and climbing in our place, and I’m not afraid of walking on small roads.”
“I’ve delivered two of these couriers in our town this year. They all bought this.”
(End of this chapter)