It’s Not Too Late to Meet Again After Rebirth

Despite the bad weather, Jincheng Night Market is still lively, selling snacks, clothing, small department stores, antiques, etc., as well as performing folk juggling, the streets are full of people, bustling.

Lin Mo's sore throat had just disappeared, and he dared not eat heavy snacks in the night market. He shook it twice and prepared to buy some clothes for a change of clothes on the stall. This time I came too hurriedly, and the three of their grandchildren and grandchildren didn't bring any clothes except their bodies. When he was in the hospital just now, he had consulted a doctor. With Lin Jian's current situation, even if he wanted to transfer back to the county hospital, it would have to be at least half a month later. How can they not change their clothes for half a month?

The dealers in Jincheng have more channels to buy goods than the sellers in county L. The quality of the clothes on the stalls is certainly not much better, but the price is 30% cheaper than that in county L. Lin Mo selected the quality of her clothes and looked pretty good. After fighting with all the aunts and aunts, she finally successfully robbed four sets of clothes. As a good brother, how could Lin Mo fall behind his baby brother.

The materials for the winter clothing are kept there, and the price is expensive. These four sets of Lin Lin's mouths were worn out before they were cut into 150 yuan for sale. They also asked the lady boss to ask for two pairs of socks to add to her. Looking back, there was someone who talked to the boss, why did he buy it so cheap, no way, this piece of clothing had to be five cheaper. The proprietress who sold Lin Mo already felt that she was losing money. Zhangkou said, ‘I ’m happy to count him as a good looking guy. I ’m willing to count him as a bargain. This one is sold for less than thirty. "The man hesitated to see again and again that he really couldn't cut the price before he bought it.

It was not enough to have a coat. Lin Mo turned around a few times and went to another stall to buy some underwear and socks. He also bought a pair of warm shoes for his grandmother. If it was not enough, he planned to buy himself Pair of sneakers.

The business in the night market is very hot. Lin Mo thought of staying in Jincheng for more than ten days. It ’s time to wait for the Chinese New Year at the end of January this year. snack? The night market is only open until 11 o'clock in the evening. After sleeping, it is just right to go to the hospital to take care of my dad during the day. After thinking about it, Lin Mosi decided to ask the market managers first.

The management told Lin Mo that many stalls in the night market are fixed, but there are also some short-term mobile stalls, but the location is not so good, the entrance fee varies from 5 to 2 yuan a day, depending on the area, the specific location is arranged by the management .

Lin Mo deliberately went to those mobile stalls, most of them were at corners, the lighting was not good, the flow of people was relatively small, the business was so sloppy, mostly selling small accessories. Several locations are slightly better, and the price is estimated to be more expensive.

There are all kinds of snacks in the night market. Lin Mo felt that if he wanted to sell, he would probably not be refined. They did n’t stay in Jincheng for a long time, and it was impossible to buy tools arbitrarily. Uncle Hai had a large iron pot there, and a large honeycomb coal stove was thrown on the balcony. There seems to be a small tricycle in the community gatekeeper. He rented it to pay his rent, he should agree.

There are a lot of delicious snacks in Lin Mo's head, but it's really not much to make simple and easy to meet the taste of Jincheng people. Lin Mo first thought of spiked potatoes and spicy cumin small potatoes. Potatoes have a wide audience, which is easy to cook and easy to store. As long as they can adjust the taste, they can be very good.

There are no small potatoes sold in the night market, only some of the pot potatoes. The two methods are similar. Both need to be cooked and peeled, fried and seasoned, but the small potatoes are obviously fragrant and delicate. Similarly, the peeling process of small potatoes is very slow and cumbersome, he didn't have much time to get it.

As for the mace potatoes, it has always been a popular snack in Jincheng, not only selling more people in the night market, but also selling around the school, not rare. However, from another perspective, a mass snack is easy to open the market in a short time. And he believes that the taste he tuned out is definitely not worse than anyone else, and it should not be difficult to plunder some customers from others. What's more, the mackerel potatoes are sold in the night market, only to see the spicy taste, the taste and dishes are far less rich than later generations, there is much room for improvement.

Carrying a lot of things, the rain gradually began to grow, Lin Mo did not wrong himself, called a tricycle to take him back to his place.

Lin Mo came home, took a hot bath, and washed all the clothes he bought to dry. If the weather is not clear, do n’t think of putting on dry clothes for three or four days.

In the evening Lin Mo kept thinking about stalling things. He slept soundly all night and woke up at five in the morning. While wearing clothes, he secretly laughed at how much he lived and went back, thinking that the merger and acquisition of the tens of millions of clubs had never been insomnia like it is now. A food stall selling nothing really happened.

Think about it for a while, but this is a self-starting business, can't you be excited?

Lin Mo was brushing his teeth slowly, looking at the flour young tender boy in the mirror with shameless thoughts. The labor and management are only fifteen years old. Excited. What is abnormal? Hulu spit out the foam in his mouth, washed his face with cold water, and pulled his hair into the soil. The young man in the mirror showed a thick and bright smile of the second two. He looked at the white swaying teeth. Pouting, the smile has become strange and familiar with grace and grace.

When you are old, you can change your skin, and you can't really change back to being simple and worry-free when you were a boy. Moreover, after fifteen, his life became ridiculous, and his mental state did not practice to return to the realm of simplicity.

It's just fine. Lin Mo tapped his cheeks on the mirror with his fingers, his smile disappeared, and the delicate face was only cold and indifferent, and his brows were more like family members than before.

This is the real self.

Yesterday I bought the chicken and the cob bones which have not been processed. Lin Mo thought that Dad and Grandma seemed to like mushroom and chicken porridge, so they peeled the hen raw and boiled it. They shed a few mushrooms and prepared to cook the porridge for a while.

After the whole chicken was cooked to eight, he chopped off the chicken, boiled the thigh bones with blood, put ginger, a little rice wine, and other seasonings, and threw it into the big pot with the chicken rack and cooked. After the water was boiled for a while, Turn to low heat and simmer slowly. Dad's leg injury is very serious. In the early stages, he should not eat greasy things. It should be based on a light diet such as vegetable and fish soup. This pot bone is used to boil soup, which is convenient for cooking later.

Lin Mo picked some chicken thigh meat, and shredded the shiitake mushrooms, shredded them into filaments, and used them for boiling porridge for a while.

Chicken skin is a good thing, some people don't like it, others can't. Lin Mo intends to keep a steamed Fengyi.

There was not too much blood and water, but it was a pity to throw it away. Lin Mo decided to wait for a while before the porridge was boiled and use them to burn potatoes.

The big bones are cooked, and a lot of meat can be chopped down, and the meat is eaten directly.

After seven o'clock, the sky was still not bright, Lin Mo looked at the time almost, with only fifty yuan left in his pocket, he went to the vegetable market. Grandma gave him money for medical treatment that day, and it was not enough to buy things last night. The fifty dollars in his body were his accumulated savings over the years.

There are not many in the vegetable market. Vegetable vendors have already put fresh vegetables and fruits early on. Vegetables in Jincheng are much richer in winter than in L County. Vegetable sellers brought a lot of greenhouse vegetables back from the field. All kinds of vegetables should be available.

Lin Mo has been engaged in the food and beverage industry for many years, but he knows no more than vegetables in greenhouses. In particular, organic vegetable green agriculture is not popular at this time, and the relevant national control is not in place. In order to promote the ripening of these vegetables, vegetable farmers dare to use any medicine. He has been tortured to death by cancer.

There are not many seasonal vegetables at this time, nothing more than pumpkin, cabbage, green cabbage, radish, potato, yam, etc. Among them, yam and cabbage have the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, which is more suitable for dads to eat. Relatively long, Lin Mo bought more. Pumpkins and potatoes were also bought, and two pounds of lean meat was cut, and a pound of pork belly was beaten into flesh.

Lin Mo always likes to eat fish, but the fish must be eaten fresh. Obviously there is no such condition, he only bought three pounds of crucian carp.

The vegetable market sells kimchi. Lin Mo chose the house and it looks pretty good. He bought some cowpea and radish and some tofu.

Go home in a hurry, the porridge has been cooked, and the broth must be simmered for a while.

Lin Mo cut the chopped cowpea into chopped minced meat, took a little bit of meat, fried it with dry chili, and a few minutes later, a sour and delicious rotten meat cowpea was ready. Lin Mo drank two large bowls of porridge with tofu.

After the meal, the big bone broth was almost finished. He filtered the big bones and the chicken rack and the crumbs in the pot, and put the broth aside to wait for it to congeal automatically.

I bought a mug with porridge yesterday and prepared to go to the hospital. As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw my grandma came back.

"Grandma, why are you back?"

The old lady saw him with a sigh of relief and said, "It's past nine o'clock. You haven't passed yet. I'm worried if something is wrong with your house. I'll come back and see."

Lin Mo later realized that she was a half-old child in her grandmother's eyes. When she first came to Jincheng, she might be abducted.

The abduction was still the second. The old lady ’s hospital listened to people saying that gas poisoning would kill people, while people heard that gas would explode, and it was also a car accident and robbing people. She was worried all night. It was not good to see her grandson in the morning After the medical staff checked Lin Jian, she hurried back in a hurry.

Lin Mo apologized: "I'm sorry, Grandma worried you. I went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables in the morning, and it passed without paying attention."

"Okay, nothing is fine." The old lady kept Lin Jian all night, and worried about Lin Mo, he took a nap all night, and was in a bad spirit.

"Grandma, I'll just go to the hospital by myself. You can go home and rest. The porridge is warmed in the pot and the dishes are left for you on the table. Remember to eat. Don't worry about lunch. I will go home on time. do."

The old lady looked at the baby Sun Tzu's filial piety, and her heart was both sweet and sad. She wanted to say that she would make lunch. She thought that she wouldn't use that kind of stove at all.

"Okay, you must pay attention to safety on the road. What is happening to your father? Do you remember to call the doctor to know?"

"Ok, I know."

Lin Mo arrived at the hospital and Lin Jian was still asleep. He didn't disturb him. He sat quietly next to him and thought about how to set up things with his grandmother. A fat nurse pushed the door in, and small eyes looked at Lin Mo's blue thermos at hand, hesitated. ## $ l & amp; & amp; ~ * _ * ~ & amp; & amp; l $ ## & lt; / p & gt;