Chapter 79 Rice Balls
It took more than an hour to walk on the mountain road, and it took another half an hour to reach Tang Laifeng's house after going down the mountain. On the way, I saw an aunt who was selling breakfast, hiding her head and shrinking her head.
"Do you want glutinous rice balls? One for a dime, no food stamps." An aunt pushed the cart and asked them in a low voice, looking around from time to time, just like doing underground work.
"Will I get caught if I buy this? I dare not buy it." Huo Jinzhi deliberately pretended to be afraid.
Now this aunt dares to sell breakfast in broad daylight, it really feels much looser than before.
"Don't worry, if you don't arrest people who buy things, I was arrested once last month. I was fined and released. Now it's more relaxed than before. I heard that after a while, the state will allow the stalls. Good days are coming soon!"
The aunt said with a smile, although she was still cautious, she was obviously more daring than before, and she added: "My glutinous rice balls are delicious, the dried plums and vegetables are fragrant, and the fried dough sticks are solid, one is enough, little brother comes one. Bar."
"Come four, it's more than enough."
Huo Jinzhi took out four cents from his pocket, and Tang Xiaonan hurriedly said, "I won't eat it."
She was afraid that Huo Jinzhi would be so poor that she would not be able to eat enough. Obviously, the Huo family had no money, and four cents was not cheap.
Tang Laijin was ready to pay. He was not too uncommon to ask a poor child for a treat. He still had it for a few cents. Huo Jinzhi moved very quickly and had already paid the money. He said to Tang Xiaonan, "I have money."
He is really rich. Before his father left, he gave Tang Baishan 500 yuan, and left him 500 yuan and 500 catties of national food stamps.
An orphan, a widowed mother, with a huge sum of money, is still a great beauty, just like a piece of raw meat dripping with blood, which will attract countless beasts, and he can't resist it at all.
Therefore, he would rather starve than spend money, and starve to death after a few meals, but if the huge sum of money is exposed, he and his mother are afraid that they will not be able to survive.
"The money from Grandpa Qi." Huo Jinzhi explained again.
Tang Laijin took the money back. The old man Qi heard that he used to drink foreign ink from a foreign country, and it was normal to have some money on him.
The aunt accepted the money with a smile, took a clean white cloth, scooped some glutinous rice on the cloth, added some dried plum vegetables steamed with lard and white sugar, and put half a fritter on top of the sticky rice. , gathered the white cloth and squeezed it hard, a hard, soft and glutinous rice ball was formed, and then wrapped it with a piece of dry lotus leaf and gave it to Huo Jinzhi.
The weight is really enough, one can hold up to a round belly.
While auntie was making rice balls, Huo Jinzhi chatted with her, seemingly casual, but in fact every sentence had a deep meaning.
"I heard that there are people here who sell postcards at the entrance of the cinema and make a lot of money, is that true?"
"Who knows, but there is a woman in the alley of my house who is selling. She is very smart. She doesn't sell herself. She finds a few children to help her sell it. When the time comes, just give the children a few cents for wages. That woman can't make enough money. Young Master, I only added a 17-inch TV to the house in half a year, and I had my relatives bring it back from Songcheng."
The aunt looked envious. Although she made some money selling rice balls, she was not at the point where she could buy a TV set, but she didn't have the skills, and she didn't have such big ambitions.