portable space

Zhang Taiping didn't remember that he knew this old man, so he asked strangely: "Is the old man calling me?"

"Yes, yes." The old man nodded and said, "I wonder if the parrot on the young man's shoulder is willing to give up? The price is negotiable."

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I won't sell it."

The old man said anxiously: "If you think about it again, picking up money is really not a problem."

Zhang Taiping still shook his head: "To tell you the truth, if I really sell it to you, I can't bear to let it be tied in the cage all day long. If it is not tied in the cage, it will fly back soon."

Well, will your money be wasted soon?"

Although there are not as many people in Xi'an carrying bird cages walking around in the park as in Chengdu, there are also many old people who love birds, and a parrot that can yell is really lovable. However, Zhang Taiping's attitude is firm, and the old man also

He said nothing more and shook his head regretfully.

I found a place where no one could see it, put the firecrackers into the space, and walked towards the place where lanterns were sold. There were many styles of lanterns, from large to small, but there were still mostly small lanterns, mostly for New Year's Eve.

Prepared for the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

The lantern seller was a young girl. When she saw Zhang Taiping coming over, a sweet smile appeared on her face and she asked: "What kind of lanterns do you want, sir?"

Zhang Taiping looked at the shelves behind the girl. They were all bright red, which represented joy and auspiciousness. Pointing to the two largest lanterns at the top, he said, "Those are the two."

The smile on the girl's face continued: "Okay, just wait a moment." Then the real body bent down and took out a new pair from underneath, with only the style on it. He opened it and handed it to Zhang Taiping and said inside, "Look

See if there are any problems."

It feels larger when held in the hand than hanging on it, with a diameter of sixty centimeters. Zhang Taiping took a quick look and said, "Okay, no problem."

The girl took the lantern again, closed it and put it in the bag and asked, "Sir, do you need any other lanterns?"

Zhang Taiping thought for a while and realized that the lanterns were given to his nieces and nephews by his maternal uncle's family, but he did not have a maternal uncle's family at home, so the little girl at home could not receive the lanterns, so he pointed to the small lantern with patterns embroidered on the desk.

Said: "Let's get three pairs of this little lantern."

"Okay." The girl quickly installed it for him.

"How much?"

The girl clicked on the calculator and said: "A pair of small ones costs fifteen yuan, a pair of large ones costs sixty yuan, a total of one hundred and five yuan."

Zhang Taiping didn't have five yuan in change, so he took out two hundred yuan and handed it over.

The little girl rummaged through her bag and found that she didn't have enough change. This was her first customer, so she said a little awkwardly: "I don't have enough change, or you can just give me 100 yuan."

"Don't mention it." Zhang Taiping shook his head. It's not easy for a girl to set up a stall on the street after the twelfth lunar month. Zhang Taiping doesn't want to take advantage of the five yuan. It's like driving a Mercedes and haggling with the stall.

It's not that the person doesn't exist, but he's not the kind of person who says, "Wait a moment, I'll melt away."

At this time, the woman selling lanterns at the stall nearby said: "I have some change here. You can buy another pair of lanterns and they will melt."

Zhang Taiping didn't refuse, and simply cut a hundred yuan in front of her, just to sell one more lantern. After he cut it, he gave the girl five yuan.

The girl tied up the lantern for him, tied a knot with a red rope on it, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Zhang Taiping smiled, shook his head and left. After buying the lanterns, he didn't stop in the town anymore and rode his motorcycle directly towards home.

It was already after nine o'clock when I returned home. Fan Ming was teaching Wukong in the yard. Hearing the roar of the motorcycle, he ran to the edge of the yard and said to Zhang Taiping: "Brother, how can you not trust me?"

"You weren't up yet when I got up in the morning, so I couldn't bear to disturb you," Zhang Taiping said.

Fan Ming rolled her eyes and said, "I originally promised to take Xiaoxue to go shopping with me this morning, but I ended up breaking my promise with you."

Zhang Taiping said: "Today is the last big gathering before the year. It will be postponed until the evening. It is still morning and it is still early. If you want to go, just ask your aunt to drive you there. It will be enough."

"I'm not interested now!" Fan Ming ignored Zhang Taiping and went over to teach Wukong how to play the gong.

What could Zhang Taiping say? He could only helplessly shake his head and smile bitterly.

Entering the house, Cai Yazhi was chatting with two women in the living room. He knew both of them, one was the fat man's wife, and the other was Yang Wanli's wife.

Zhang Taiping said: "Wan Li is here too? You guys came here quite early."

The fat man's wife smiled and said: "My wife has been thinking about the wine you brewed for a long time. She got up early and couldn't wait to come over."

"Drinking is indispensable today." Zhang Taiping said, "Did you come here today to hold the child?"

The two women shook their heads and said, "No, it's colder in the mountains than outside, and it's not convenient to hold them."

Zhang Taiping looked around the room and asked, "Where are the two of them?"

"I heard that your village kills the New Year pig, so I went over to join in the fun."

"Then you guys sit here for a while, and I'll go over and take a look." Zhang Taiping said and walked out of the room.

The old village chief's house is crowded again. It has never been so lively in the past few years. All the people who come to the village chief's house are to resolve disputes. No one will come here just because they have something to do like this year.

Sitting inside the village chief's house.

When Zhang Taiping entered, Fatty was personally going into battle and Wang Laoqiang was helping Old Man Qian put the plucked and cleaned pigs on a huge chopping board on the table.

Looking back, it was the same last year. I hunted a wild boar and people gathered around here to wait for the pork. Time passed so fast, and a year passed in a blink of an eye. However, people's mental state has changed a lot from last year.

When the old village chief saw Zhang Taiping coming in, he came over and asked, "I came to look for you this morning. Why didn't I see you at home?"

Zhang Taiping said: "There are no firecrackers at home, and there are also a few pairs of large lanterns. I got up early and went to a market and bought some things."

"Don't leave in a hurry now that you're here. I'll take your share back with you later."

Zhang Taiping nodded.

The fat man and Yang Wanli also came over. The fat man only wore a warm undershirt, but the fat man had a thick layer of fat and natural cold-proof clothes. He waved his hands and said: "It seems that today is the right time. I can do it later."

I ate braised pig’s trotters, haha.”

Next it was time for Old Man Qian to perform. The butcher's knife in his hand was flying up and down. He really reached the level of the cook Ding undressing the cow. He quickly cut open the pig belly to remove the internal organs, and then cut the pork according to the structure of the pig.

Divided into small pieces.

Yang Wanli watched from the side and sighed: "It's true that masters are among the people!"

The fat man nodded: "This old man is not that simple. I also know that this old man's marksmanship is also very accurate. I guess he is the kind of person who is the uncrowned king in this mountain."

It only took the old man more than half an hour to process all the two pigs, separate them according to different parts, and just wait to chop off the tops and separate the meat piece by piece.

The quality of the meat is different in different parts. The meat on the buttocks and back is the best, and the meat under the ribs is the worst. But this is also simple. If you want the buttocks, give less, and if you want the ribs, give it less.

Just give more. In fact, people in the mountains don't care whether it is lean meat or fat meat, and they still agree with this classification.

The old village chief took out a list and put a checkmark on it after he read about a person and received the meat.

When we arrived at Zhang Taiping, we were given two pig tails and two pig hooves, but the pig hooves also had half a pig leg attached to them.

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "It's too much, just two pig's hooves will be fine." He didn't want to get special treatment from above.

The old village chief said: "Take it if it's given to you, you deserve it." He then said to the people around him, "Do you think so?"

The benefits that Zhang Taiping has brought to the village and everyone this year can be seen by everyone. Everyone has a steelyard in their hearts. Whoever can bring benefits to everyone will be sincerely thanked. They all said, "Yes, take it."

It’s worth it.”

ps: I’m still asking for flowers. Last month I didn’t break into the top 15. Let’s break into the top 15 this time.