Chapter 127

Xu Ning from the Security Stock didn't know where he got the magnets and tied them to the head of the police baton, and there was one at each entrance.

This thing is effective for things containing iron, but basically useless for other metals, but it can have a deterrent effect.

I don't know if this kind of inspection will become the norm. A gust-of-wind inspection has no effect.

He pushed his bicycle and watched for a while, then didn't wait to get off work anymore. He pushed it out of the gate, got on his bicycle, and rushed to the address given by Sha Zhu.

On the way past the old goods market at the entrance of the hutong, he turned in.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the bustling crowd in the market was moving to go out. There were few people like Li Xuewu who pushed their bicycles into it.

This market should be managed. The stalls or flatbed carts on both sides were placed very neatly, and it was not difficult to walk inside while pushing a bicycle.

Passing a group of pigeon owners who were about to close their stalls, moving the cages made the pigeons "coo" and call in chaos.

After searching around, he saw the one selling second-hand kitchen utensils, so he pushed his bicycle and walked over.

The stall owner was a big man in his thirties, who was moving old goods to a handcart. Seeing Li Xuewu pushing his bicycle over, he hurriedly put down the work in his hand and asked with a smile: "What would you like to see?"

Li Xuewu leaned his bicycle to the side, squatted in front of the stall, and knocked on the black-brown frying pan. The quality was not bad, and it clanged when knocked.

Seeing Li Xuewu didn't reply, but squatted on the ground looking at the frying pan, that meant he wanted to buy kitchen utensils. The stall owner didn't care about Li Xuewu's attitude and said with a smile: "Big brother, the kitchen utensils in our house were used by ourselves. The master craftsman was laid off and was tight on money, so he took them out to sell for money."

Li Xuewu leaned down and looked. The bottom of the pot was scraped very clean, without patterns, but one could still see the traces of use. The wooden handle of the large spoon could also be seen to be used often.

"How much is this kind of frying pan?"

The big man said: "This kind of frying pan is an old craft from Zhangqiu. You give me 90 cents."

Ordinary people call frying pans "frying spoons," but this big man stubbornly corrected this name.

Li Xuewu asked: "How many do you have?"

When the big man heard that this comrade wanted to buy more, he hurriedly replied: "There are 5 left now."

Li Xuewu nodded and said again: "I'll pick them out in a while. Do you have a hand spoon? Give me one with good quality."

The big man nodded repeatedly, pointed to the cart and said: "Yes, yes, it's over here, you take a look."

Li Xuewu walked to the handcart and looked. The big man had put them away earlier, and there were seven or eight wooden-handled white steel hand spoons stacked in the box. Not bad, meeting his needs.

He picked out one with good quality and took it out.

The hand spoon Li Xuewu wanted was a spoon with a very long handle, and the spoon head was relatively large, which could be used to add water, add soup ingredients, stir, and add seasonings.

He looked at the double-eared iron pot without a handle on the cart, with a diameter of about 40 cm. The quality was quite good, so he said to the big man on the side: "How much is this kind?"

The big man didn't know whether Li Xuewu wanted the one with a handle or the one without a handle, but he still replied: "The one without a handle is a cast iron pot for stewing vegetables. You give me 80 cents."

Li Xuewu nodded and pointed at the wooden-handled frying pan on the ground and the iron pot without a handle with the hand spoon in his hand, saying: "One frying pan, one iron pot, I'll look at the kitchen knife and chopping board again. I'm preparing to cook for myself. If you have everything, I'll buy them all from you."

The big man said happily: "Then I'll pick them for you."

As he spoke, the big man stacked the two pots Li Xuewu picked out and placed them on the side, and then opened the goods he had just put on the cart.

The big man said to Li Xuewu: "I tidied up a whole set of kitchen tools a few days ago. You happened to catch up today. Take a look. Pick whatever you need."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and looked into the cart. It was really complete, just like what the big man said, moving a whole set of kitchen tools out.

The whole set of pots includes: frying pan, steamer, soup pot, casserole, hot pot, flat-bottomed pan.

The whole set of knives includes: slicing knife, mulberry knife, literary and martial knife, chopping knife, skin-beating knife, skin-slicing knife, bone-chopping knife, bone-removing knife, pork knife, barbecue knife.

There are also some colanders, chopping boards, bowls, plates, rolling pins, and other tools.

"Except for the two I just picked, I want all the other pots. I also want this set of knives. I don't want the rest. It's more comfortable to use new bowls and plates."

The big man pointed to the chopping board and rolling pin anxiously and said: "This chopping board is ironwood, absolutely no slag. In the early years, our mountains here also produced ironwood, but they were all cut down long ago. You look at this piece, such a complete round ironwood chopping board is rare."

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Li Xuewu knew that ironwood is a famous hard wood. Ironwood has excellent mechanical properties, but it is rare in later generations, so he really didn't know it could be used as a chopping board.

Now this chopping board pointed out by the big man has a diameter of more than 50 cm, cut horizontally from a whole round log, with a width of more than ten centimeters, and an iron hoop around it.

Seeing that the big man was indeed a bit anxious, Li Xuewu looked at the thing and thought it was good, so he said: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll listen to you, I want it."

Seeing that the promotion was effective, the big man said again: "You take a look at these two rolling pins, they are authentic Chinese toon wood. Look at how deep the color is, you smell it, it has a fragrance."

As he spoke, he also asked Li Xuewu to smell it. It really had the fragrance of Chinese toon, just like the taste of the Chinese toon leaves eaten.

"Chinese toon wood is very corrosion-resistant and can avoid insects. The old saying 'Peach Blossom Heart Wood' refers to Chinese toon wood."

The big man had an expression that you earned it if you caught up, saying: "You also know that Chinese toon leaves can be eaten and are often picked, which limits the growth of Chinese toon trees, so we rarely see such grown trees."

Li Xuewu took the large and small rolling pins in his hand, and the big man told Li Xuewu about the origin of these two rolling pins.

"There are many kinds of rolling pins, divided into single-handed sticks, double-handed sticks, olive sticks, flower rolling sticks, and walking hammers."

"These two rolling pins are commonly used by Henan masters. The small rolling pins with pointed ends at both ends are used for dumpling skins and wonton skins, while the large rolling pins with equal diameter, thick and long, are used for rolling noodles."

Li Xuewu knew the big man's meaning. The white-case masters in the North are the most famous in Shandong and Henan. The big man had the meaning of hanging a nameplate on these two rolling pins.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, you give me a price."

Li Xuewu could see that this man was also a cook, otherwise he couldn't have explained it so carefully and thoroughly.

Although the big man was very surprised that Li Xuewu wanted so much, he was indeed very happy, and helped Li Xuewu tie these things with straw ropes and hang them on the back seat of the bicycle.