Chapter 1000: Joining in the Fun

It is said to be the next village, but it actually took nearly 20 minutes to drive.

The mountain road is winding, only the main road newly repaired this year is asphalt, others are full of potholes. Even if the drivers are skilled, Old Zhu and the others are inevitably bumped a few times.

But everyone is quite happy, and those sitting in one car started chatting——

"Feels like I haven't eaten this for many years!"

"Yes! I loved eating this when I was a child, and I wouldn't stop even if my mouth was blistered."

"My family was poor then, and we would only make it during the New Year to entertain guests."

"I used to put it on my fingers to eat..."

"When I was in elementary school, the class used this to fight, and even if it fell on the ground and got muddy, we still ate it..."

"And the rice that is directly popped into grains, what do you call that?"

"We call it fried rice!"

Little did they know that Song Tan was also clear—based on Secretary Xiao Zhu's family background, she was probably too much, and the grandpas even brought assistants, so they must be living in luxury daily.

Ah this, ah this, the atmosphere is quite hot, but this promotion is also quite hot, if...

"It's lively when going to the market early in the morning, the road is blocked, there are too many people."

And now Song Tan drove over and could see a large stretch of red and fiery stalls spreading out from a distance, which was exceptionally lively.

And in the car behind, Secretary Xiao Zhu was also puzzled: "40 jin of rice is enough for people to do for half a day, you just let people come to the door to do it! Why bother taking so many people so far."

It's not a question of cleanliness, but some old men just can't eat this kind of thing. If they have a headache or a cold later, it's not easy to see a doctor in the countryside...

It's not like this side, it took nearly half an hour to drive.

Especially the things sold by street vendors, it feels like nothing has changed for decades. These old men in their seventies and eighties gathered together to comment, and they could still find things from their memories!

This point, she learned too much from her grandma.

Song Tan didn't give them a chance: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, there are more things in front, compare prices, and it will be easier to bargain later."

It's just that Song Tan walked and walked, and saw someone selling deep-fried dough twists in front, the golden deep-fried dough twists just out of the pot, and there was a burst of crispy fragrance from all directions, so she hurriedly stopped:

It is said to be a village, but whenever there is a market during the New Year, there are even more stalls than in Song Shu Town, where not many people live, especially lively.

In this way, isn't it easy to integrate? It also saves from wandering around in the mountain village and appearing bored.

……

"Besides, the old men just arrived, don't you have to find some excitement to make them happy for two days? In two days, I'm afraid they will have to help with tidying up vegetables, moving tables and benches, etc."

Meng Jun laughed: "People in our village haven't returned yet, it's not lively to do it at the door, what's the point?"

This is much livelier than on the mountain!

"Come, several old brothers, come and pick!"

Sigh! Hard to say.

Those old people who have money and leisure and have nothing to do, arranging some small tasks for them to help with, not only has a sense of participation, but is also lively and happy!

Old Yang, who was usually quiet, was immersed in this atmosphere, and was dizzy by the red and fiery atmosphere from all directions, and couldn't help but sigh:

"The New Year flavor is so strong!"

"Qiaoqiao, you go ask the price."

Now I'm worried that the old men are eating and drinking wildly, and after the pig slaughtering banquet, they will go back and check again...

Secretary Xiao Zhu sighed: "Now the rural population is small, and everyone has few holidays when they return for the New Year. The New Year flavor actually doesn't have much, but this market is still so red and fiery."

Not to mention anything else, this old-fashioned spinach is really delicious!

"Oh my, this is a good car! It's still a license plate from the Imperial Capital... Brother, your child must be doing very well outside! Don't you have to buy a pair of small couplets for the New Year?"

Don't mention anything else, this rice stalk seems to be everyone's childhood memory, and he loves to eat it too!

Secretary Xiao Zhu: ……

The town he mentioned is Qingxi Town, where Yunqiao Village belongs. The prosperity is slightly worse than this side, but the distance is slightly closer, and it takes half an hour to ride a bike.

"There's nothing! Our place starts selling in the twelfth lunar month——come, come, come, look at my couplets with gold powder, the children are promising, and the hometown must be prosperous!"

Song Tan had just brought the rice over, and when he turned his head, he saw them hesitating to speak, and couldn't help laughing out loud:

"It's not even the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month yet, why are you selling couplets already?"

"Come back and find me after you've finished shopping! I'll give you a real price!"

And on the other side of the woods connected to Song Shu Town, it is Dasong Village, which is better developed than Yunqiao Village.

"Come, let me show you!"

"It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that there are too many!"

I think you are quite good at ordering people!

Qiaoqiao shook his head: "No, today is the big market every half month. Dasong Village does this whenever the year ends."

Ah this, the street vendors in the rural market speak so directly. Old Zhu paused, and then answered:

"Come back and find me after you've finished shopping! I'll give you a real price!"

And the street vendor selling spring couplets curiously looked at the three Audi cars behind, and also asked enthusiastically:

"Come, let me show you!"

"Do you eat? If you eat, I'll buy more. It's fine to eat as a snack."

Old Zhu: ……

Besides, they all have assistants. If they really can't do it, they will definitely help.

"The usual market is in the morning... but I rarely come here, we all go to the town to go to the market."

Xiao Du was driving in the back, listening to the old men chatting happily in the front seat, and couldn't help but show a smile.

"Nonsense! Our fried rice is rice grains directly fried dry, crunchy when bitten!"

Speaking of this, Song Tan was also quite interested: "Our village is quite close to Song Shu Town, there are many people, and there is a market every few days as the New Year approaches. You have been in the village for so long and haven't visited this big market, right?"

Urging and rushing, like driving a chicken, he gathered people to the front again. The street vendor in the back was not in a hurry, but still shouted enthusiastically:

"We call it rice flowers. In the morning, soak a big bowl, and put a spoonful of white sugar, but it's not resistant to soaking! It's clearly a full bowl of water, but after soaking, only a thin layer is left on the surface, and you can't eat your fill." ===== CHAPTER 1001 =====