Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

"That's right, you don't know how stingy the village chief is, he won't let you even touch him." Zhou Ping said with a disgusted expression on his face.

He wanted to touch the bicycle, but was scolded by the village head, which made him feel embarrassed.

"Then... are there any conditions for borrowing a car?" Song Xi asked.

"One penny at a time. If you lose it, the whole family will deduct two years of work points." Zhou Yi put his hand on Song Xi's shoulder and walked directly inside.

After dismissing the three brothers, "Hurry up and go home! Come and wash the crabs when you are done."

Song Xi nodded thoughtfully, the village chief's arrangement is still possible.

In this way, everyone can love bicycles more, and it will also eliminate the idea of ​​some people wanting to sell bicycles quietly.

There are hundreds of households in a village, and there must be a few with ulterior motives.

On the way to the stove house a few steps away, Song Xi saw the clothes hanging on the bamboo poles to dry, and her cheeks turned red.

In fact, she could take the clothes to the supermarket and wash them in the washing machine in the pantry, but Zhou Yi got up early every day to wash both of them's clothes.

It's just that the temperature is getting lower and lower now, and it's really hard to dry the clothes just like this.

If only there were hangers to hang clothes to dry...

Coat hanger?

Thinking of clothes hangers, Song Xi patted her forehead heavily. There are so many daily necessities in the supermarket, why didn't she think of using a few simple solid-color clothes hangers?

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yi asked in bewilderment when he saw the young daughter-in-law slapped him suddenly.

But it was more of a worry, seeing that there was no slight change on her fair forehead, she was relieved.

Song Xi pointed to the clothes on the bamboo pole, "The clothes won't dry at all if they are hung like this. It would be better if there is a small shelf to hang the clothes up to dry."

As Song Xi spoke, she reached out to touch the clothes, and they were only half dry in the evening.

But now they have enough clothes, so they don't have to worry about running out of clothes.

Zhou Yi nodded thoughtfully, but did not express his opinion immediately.

It's not easy for him to express his opinion on uncertain things, for fear of disappointing her.

Let's talk about it when the research comes out.

"What's the smell? It smells so good!" Before reaching the door of the stove, I could smell the fragrance coming from the stove.

Now that Zhou Yi eats too much good food, he won't drool exaggeratedly.

"It's stewing pig's trotters!" Song Xi stuffed two more firewood into the bottom of the stove, and then dragged Zhou Yi to the water tank under the eaves to fish for crabs.

Crabs are in great demand now, so Zhou Ping and the others found a few honest gay men in the village to help them catch crabs.

When I come to clean the crabs at night, I will bring them and put them in the water tank to raise them.

Even if it is only nourished by the spiritual spring water for a day, the taste is incomparably delicious.

When there are not enough crabs in the tank, Song Xi will make up for it with crabs from the supermarket.

Since the start of the crab business, Song Xi's business with Zhou Xiaoshu, Zhou Xiaohua and Aunt Li next door has been settled in the forest in the village.

They just put the things there, and she will get it back when she gets a chance, and she will put the money in the designated place.

It can be said that they are making no-meeting deals.

In the evening, the little boy came over with a fish basket.

Song Xi wrapped him ten sweet potato cakes, four boiled eggs, and two white-fleshed nectarines in oiled paper bags.

The main reason is that the little boy comes early every day, and she hasn't started cooking dinner yet!

After the little boy finished dealing with today's little fish, he looked at Song Xi with a tangled face, and Song Xi asked in confusion, "Little friend, do you have anything else to say?"

The little boy grabbed his pants with his hands in embarrassment, "Sister, can I not come to eat? I think... I want..."

"You want to exchange it for money, don't you?" Song Xi smiled slightly, reached out and patted the little boy's shoulder, "Of course you can, how about a penny a catty?"

Every household has harvested corn and sweet potatoes, and the village is probably about to distribute sweet potatoes and corn to everyone.

It can be said that during this period of time, everyone has no shortage of coarse grains to eat. Song Xi can understand that they naturally want money when they have grains.

"Thank you sister, but I will clean up the fish and bring it to my sister." The little boy bowed slightly to Song Xi, took the food Song Xi gave him, turned and ran away.

Song Xi cleaned the small fish that the little boy had handled, put them in a dustpan to control the moisture, and when dinner was ready, he would draw some charcoal from the bottom of the pot to bake the small fish.

"Going away?" Zhou Yi, who was cooking fried squid with onions and watching Song Xi enter the door, asked.

Zhou Yi knew that Song Xi often gave the little boy something to eat, but he didn't know that there was a deal between them.

"Yes." Song Xi came to the stove, looked at the onions and squid in the pot, and couldn't help swallowing, "Brother Yi, your cooking skills are really getting better and better. This fried squid with onions is amazing. The one made by Brother Yi is full of color and fragrance!"

"Isn't that because my wife taught me well?" Zhou Yi blinked at Song Xi, and that look actually looked a little cute.

Dinner is a large pot of steamed dumplings, stewed pork trotters with lotus root, fried squid with onions, vine vegetables with garlic and fried amaranth.

Song Xi made a dumpling dipping sauce with onion, ginger, garlic, soy sauce, vinegar and Laoganma chili sauce, and then the two ate it.

The steamed dumplings are rolled in the dipping sauce, and the taste is spicy and delicious.

Although it is frozen dumplings, but the taste is also very good.

Song Xi ate ten steamed dumplings and drank a bowl of lotus root and pig's trotter soup. It was so comforting to drink the hot soup!

"What is this? It tastes so pink and glutinous, it's so delicious." Zhou Yi picked up a piece of lotus root with his chopsticks and said to himself.

"The old man said it was lotus root, which grew in the pond over there. It grew under the mud and needed someone to dig it out."

I don't even know what lotus root is, and the product resources in Ping'an Village are really too weak.

Suddenly Song Xi's eyes lit up, "If I can meet that old man next time, I'll buy some lotus root seeds from him and plant them in the ditch beside the field. Everyone will be able to eat lotus roots in the future."

"Will someone sell you seeds?" Zhou Yi couldn't bear to pour cold water on his young daughter-in-law, but he thought it was unlikely.

This lotus root tastes good and can be sold for money. Who would spread the seeds so stupidly?

Wouldn't this threaten the income of their own village?

"Who knows, let's talk about it if we can meet it, and forget it if we don't."

At that time, no matter whether she can meet it or not, she can just take the lotus seeds from the supermarket.

There are not only lotus seeds but also lotus seeds in the supermarket, but the most important thing right now is to fill your stomach.

As for spiritual food, most people don't need it for the time being.

Zhou Yi looked up at his little daughter-in-law, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn into a beautiful arc.

Song Xi felt a lump in his heart when he saw the look in his eyes, "Brother Yi, tell me what you have to say, don't look at others with such strange eyes, they will feel embarrassed."