She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

As Gu Qingqing spoke, she lifted the bamboo lid that had just been placed on the basin, revealing the neatly arranged, shiny, rosy pork slices inside.

"Hey, is it braised?" the old man asked.

"Yes." Gu Qingqing answered as she used a bamboo tongs to pick up a piece of warm meat and put it into the bowl.

Then he used a bamboo stick to cut the meat, picked out a thumb-sized piece of fat with skin and handed it to the old man in front of him.

The old man lived in the town, so he naturally knew that some shops would offer food tastings when they opened, but he never expected that a man carrying a bamboo basket would also offer food tastings.

He didn't hesitate to take the bamboo skewer and put the rosy meat into his mouth.

My eyes immediately lit up. The fat melted in my mouth, the skin had a unique aroma and a glutinous texture, and the aroma of the meat was mixed with the taste of salted vegetables.

The aroma of meat, salted vegetables and other ingredients mixed together and spread in the mouth. If you want to know exactly what the aroma is, the old man can't really describe it.

There was only a small piece of meat, and the old man licked it for a long time.

Hearing the child shouting the words "melts in the mouth" again, the old man couldn't help but boast, "It's delicious, very delicious, how much do you sell this meat for?"

"One slice costs three cents. If you buy five slices, you will get a clip of salted vegetables for free. When you go back home, mix the salted vegetables with rice. I guarantee you and your family will love it."

The old man saw that the meat was not cut thinly. He savored the taste in his mouth and said, "It's a bit expensive, but it tastes good. Give me five slices first. Oh, I didn't bring a bowl when I came out." As the old man spoke, he habitually touched his body, as if to confirm whether he had a bowl.

Gu Qingqing was amused by the action she was watching, it was so similar to the time when she was looking for her phone in the past.

Gu Qingqing smiled and pointed to the ten half-palm-high bamboo tubes she brought with her. "If you don't mind, I brought clean bamboo tubes, and I'll use them to serve you. Or if your home is close to here, you can go back and get them. I can't leave for a while."

The old man felt his whole body, and found that he didn't even have enough money, let alone a bowl. He just came out for a walk today, and he never expected to meet such a butcher.

Now after listening to Gu Qingqing's words, he said, "My home is not far away, I'll go back to get the bowl, you wait for me." But in his heart, he was thinking about getting the money.

"I'll leave it for you. Take your time and don't be in a hurry." Gu Qingqing reminded him when she saw that he was about to run.

The old man was also impatient, so there was no way he would walk slowly, and so he ran home quickly.

After the old man left, a woman passed by with her grandson. The child didn't understand what shaobai was, but he smelled the fragrance and then looked at the pork in the pot and couldn't move his feet.

"Mom, I want to eat that!" said the boy and ran towards Gu Qingqing's stall.

Gu Qingqing looked at the boy who was staring at the meat in the bowl and deliberately asked, "Do you want to try it?"

The boy pursed his lips and swallowed, then nodded quickly.

Gu Qingqing said as she used a new bamboo skewer to pick up a piece of lean meat and handed it to the boy.

When the woman came over and saw that the boy had already eaten, she thought that Gu Qingqing had deliberately tricked the boy into eating and then forced them to buy it. She said coldly, "I saw it all. You gave it to him to eat. We won't force him to buy it."

Gu Qingqing knew that she had misunderstood, but she was not angry. Instead, she smiled and explained, "That is free. It is for everyone to taste."

"Ah..." The woman realized that she had misunderstood the situation, and her expression improved.

The boy next to him only ate a piece as big as his thumb, how could that be enough?

"Mom! It's delicious, so delicious. Please buy me some."

As if to verify how delicious the boy said it was, a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

The woman glared at him and then asked, "How much do you sell this meat for?"

Gu Qingqing said, "One slice costs three cents. Buy five slices and get a clip of salted vegetables for free. Mixing rice with this vegetable is more delicious than meat."

The woman frowned and said, "A piece of meat with fat and lean meat on the street only costs 18 cents, but these five thin slices of meat cost 15 cents, it's too expensive."

Gu Qingqing patiently explained, "This is our family's secret recipe. It takes a whole day from starting the fire to finishing it, and it is mixed with many seasonings. The meat is not domestic pork, but wild boar meat. You can taste it. It's okay if you don't think it tastes good."

She had no choice. Not only was sugar expensive in ancient times, it also required a lot of labor and firewood.

Gu Qingqing said as she changed a new bamboo skewer and put some fat and lean meat on it, and then put some salted vegetables on it and handed it to the woman, "Try it first, it's okay if you don't buy it."

The woman didn't take the vegetables sold by a village woman seriously. They smelled delicious, but after all, it was just adding more soy sauce when cooking meat.

How could she not know since she is busy cooking every day?

But seeing that she was handing me the meat with new bamboo skewers, I realized that she was a very particular person.

Then, when she put the meat into her mouth, the idea of ​​adding more soy sauce disappeared instantly.

The key point is, why does she think salted vegetables are more delicious than meat?

The boy next to him watched his mother eat a piece and couldn't wait to ask, "Mom, is it delicious? It's delicious, right?"

The woman nodded imperceptibly, "Then I want five slices, and you can give me more salted vegetables."

"Since it's your opening business, I'll give you an extra pair of tongs. Would you like me to use a bamboo tube to serve it? Or your home is not far from here, so I can wait for you to go back and get a bowl." After saying this, Gu Qingqing pointed to the bamboo tube she brought with her.

"I have a bowl here." The woman said, uncovering the coarse cloth towel on the bamboo basket slung over her arm, taking out an empty bowl from it and handing it to Gu Qingqing.

Gu Qingqing deftly used a bamboo tongs to pick up five slices of meat and put them in the bowl, and then picked up two bamboo tongs of salted vegetables from the basin and put them in the bowl.

"You can put the bowl together with the food in the steamer to steam it in the evening. It will taste better." Gu Qingqing said as she handed the bowl to the woman and took the fifteen cents she handed over with her other hand.

Dahua, who was standing nearby, shouted even more happily when she saw that her mother had actually sold the meat.

Some people around really bought it, and they came over to smell the faint fragrance in the air.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his early thirties was walking aimlessly on the street with a somewhat depressed look on his face, even sighing from time to time.

Another man was holding a bamboo tube in his hand. He was looking down at the meat in the tube while hurrying on his way.

As a result, he bumped into someone else, and some of the salted vegetables in the bamboo tube were knocked out and landed on the sleeves of the middle-aged man.

"Ah, my clothes!"

"Oh my, my dish!"

The middle-aged man was the first to react, "How come you walk so fast? Don't you watch your step?"

The man holding the bamboo tube knew that he was in the wrong, and when he saw the fallen salt and vegetables, he immediately covered the mouth of the bamboo tube with his hand as if to make up for his loss.

Then he looked up at the other person and saw that the clothes he was wearing were actually dark blue satin. He hurriedly apologized.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Be careful when you walk." The man patted his sleeves and served the food, subconsciously sniffing to see if there was any strange smell.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man sniffed the fragrance on his cuffs and suddenly called out to the other party, "Wait, what are you holding in your hand?"