The two people waiting for the rice pressing pole in front couldn't help but look at the big bag in Qiao Qiao's hand - it was also strange. After decades of living in the countryside, it was the first time they saw a rice pressing pole carrying thirty or forty kilograms of rice.
How strange!
Sneakly take a photo of the bag!
While Lao Zhou was walking around with his hands behind his back, Xiao Qi was also joining in the fun beside him. Just as he was relaxing, he suddenly heard a voice: "Coming, coming -"
Next For a moment, there was a dull explosion in my ears——
"Bang!"
At this moment, everyone turned around quickly with vigilance, their backs slowly gathered, and their hands had already touched their waists...
And there was a child's laughter next to them. Voice:
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay! Okay!"
"Eat fried rice!"
“My mother said this is called rice popcorn in her place!”
“My grandma said it’s called popcorn!”
Looking closely, I saw a little old man with gray hair laughing happily. He retracted the small crowbar and took out a black iron rotating bucket from the white cloth bag.
Pour the contents of the bag into the plastic bag again, and you will see small, swollen, snow-white, oval-shaped popcorn popsicles appearing in front of everyone.
The adults opened the mouth of the bag and let everyone grab it. The children quickly stretched out their hands and grabbed a handful, and the rice pops were about to leak out from the gaps between their little fingers.
When I turned to Lao Zhou's side, I saw that several young men had tense faces, but the old men in the back row were still cheerful and couldn't help but laugh:
"Young people are rarely seen. Are you scared? Come on, try it! You’re welcome! How much is this rice worth? I just like to join in the fun..."
The other person said it enthusiastically. Xiao Qi looked embarrassed as he handed it over here, but Lao Zhou reached out and grabbed a handful calmly, and asked while eating: "Ouch! This rice is good, is it home-made?"
"Yes!" The other party also laughed: "My dad planted some at home. I heard there was a rice pole presser here today, so I brought some over...Hey!"
His eyes lit up, he stared at Lao Zhou's legs and asked: "Old man, where did you buy these pants?"
Then he said a series of words: "It's too cold to ride a motorcycle, I just want to buy lint. Pants, buy a pair for my dad... Did you buy them at our store?”
Ah.
Ah this.
In his entire life, Lao Zhou had never thought that he would be envied by others because of a pair of 40-yuan leather cotton pants. At this moment, he could only open his mouth:
"I don't know... I bought it for a kid, it was said to be 40 a piece..."
"It's so cheap!" The other party became annoyed: "Young people know how to choose things when shopping online. I haven't seen anything suitable online before. It’s troublesome to return the goods. It’s different for you. The quality seems to be good - it can protect you from the wind when riding a motorcycle, right?” The girl named Tian Tian was wearing this when she was riding her bicycle this morning. It should be blocked, right?
While we were chatting, we saw Qiao Qiao running over. She became happy when she saw the black machine that was standing on the fire and spinning in circles:
"Grandpa! I want to do this too -"
"Okay!" The little gray-haired old man said cheerfully: "Rice or corn? Wheat is fine too! Corn is made again. It’s round and big, and it’s delicious!”
The corn popcorn that comes out of this local method is not the flower-shaped one in the movie theater, but is slightly rounded, like a milky white mushroom, with a light reddish brown color on it. The regular spots, one by one, are very cute.
Wheat and rice have different shapes.
But...
Qiao Qiao was worried: "All the rice we brought today was made into rice stalks, and we didn't bring any corn..."
He turned his head and shouted indecisively when something happened - "Sister! Sister!"
Song Tan came over: "What's wrong?"
"I want to eat this, it's different from what I made."
The popcorn I pop in the pot is the kind of flowering popcorn, which is delicious, but...
It’s just different!
Qiao Qiao looked at Song Tan pitifully.
What’s the big deal? Just eat it if you want!
It’s almost the Chinese New Year, and Song Tan is very fond of these snacks. However, this popcorn machine is too inefficient. It takes a long time to hear a popping sound, unlike the rice popcorn machine that can keep producing results continuously. The machines are different.
After thinking about it, she simply asked: "Old man, do you have time tomorrow? If you have time, come to Yunqiao Village, the old Song family in Yunqiao Village, and pay 150 yuan for a meal, and you can cook for a day, okay?" ”
The elderly in the village still like to eat this, and they can bite it easily. I guess they will all come and do it together by then, so we might as well make it a day.
150?
Why not?
Not many people eat this now, so everyone just makes a little bit to try it out. It’s a busy market, but you can’t earn even 100. The little old man was very happy: "Okay, okay! I'll go early tomorrow morning! I have a car!"
"You write another phone call!" He took out a small notebook and pen from his pocket.
Lao Zhou and Xiao Qi listened silently, and took another look at the old man’s car——
Well, a maroon red tricycle, and the sapphire blue tricycle with a rice pole next to it. , the same style.
On the other hand, Lao Zhu came over at some point, grabbed a handful of popcorn from Lao Zhou's hand, held it in his mouth and waited for it to melt, while tasting the faint sweetness of the rice, and sighed: < br>
“It’s still lively in the countryside!”
Party Secretary Xiao Zhu also came over and took out two pills from her grandfather's hand. She couldn't help but said:
"In fact, the city is not bad. I will take you to the wholesale market and shopping malls during the New Year. There are so many people selling New Year’s goods!”
Lao Zhu glared at her: “I’m not buying! Why are you going to the supermarket to make trouble? I haven’t told you yet! The rice here is so delicious, why didn’t you say anything before?”
Xiao Zhu Party Secretary:…
Ha! Smelly old man, it’s good to have something to eat, and you have to choose?
And here, the rice pole presser finally finished pressing the rice poles of the two previous customers. Looking at the people who had moved to chat, he quickly shouted: "It's your turn! It's time to press the rice poles!"
As he said that, he glanced at Song Tan: "Look, why don't you ask me to come to your house to work for a day? I don't want more. You can take care of a meal for two people. Can't I just give you 200?"
He makes more money than the old man who makes popcorn, but he has to have a big gathering during the New Year and usually wanders around the countryside. How can he earn so much?
On the other hand, you can go around the entrance of remote residential areas in the city, and sometimes you can do some business...
Song Tan laughed: "I am taking people shopping along the way... Come on, come on, If you do it, I won’t let you suffer! I’ll attract a lot of people to you later!”
The couple pressing the rice pole: ...
Forget it, I don’t understand, just keep making the rice pole.
Rice, corn grits, and sugar are mixed together and put in from the hopper of the machine. Along with the rumbling sound of a tractor, slowly, a rich rice fragrance spreads...
At this moment, Qiaoqiao squeezed through the gradually surging crowd, and then raised her mobile phone:
"Sister! I haven't broadcast live for a long time. I want to teach the children this today-"
Update one, good afternoon. Thank you Wang Yihan for the reward.