Niu male

As the temperature rises, the long-term workers on Niuwangzhuang are more and more fond of enjoying the cool air on the promenade outside the courtyard.

Every day at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Guangyu and Liu Huaying would pull the water pipes to wash the two corridors clean. It's completely dry, and you can smell the sun when you lie on it, and there is still some water vapor.

There are often not enough chairs on the promenade, so some people simply sit on the wooden steps at the edge of the promenade, or simply remove the tables and chairs, and form a circle in groups of three or four, chatting and playing games Playing games, and some playing cards, but gambling is prohibited. Of course, you can still have fun, such as offering watermelon to anyone who loses.

The canteen sells iced watermelons. It’s not really the time to eat watermelons at the moment. Watermelons are not yet on the market in large quantities. The watermelons in Niuwangzhuang are also quite expensive. The price is [-]% off, and the supply is limited every day.

"Your name is Ye Qian, right? Can you play cards?" On the first night Ye Qian went to Niuwangzhuang, he was followed by a few old fritters.

"How to play?" Ye Qian asked.

"Whoever loses will go to the canteen and buy half a watermelon." One of the old fried dough sticks said.Judging from this person's age, he is about 24 or [-] years old, and he looks like a human being, but compared to a tough guy like Ye Qian, he is basically a weak chicken.

"Okay." Ye Qian said readily.

"..." Those few old fritters looked at each other, and they all had a bad feeling of stepping into a pit.

……

After 10 minutes, one of the old fritters went to the nearby canteen in desperation, and after a short while, he brought out half of the ice watermelon, even though it was only half of the ice watermelon, his daily wages were not enough to buy it. Yes, Lao Zhou's watermelons are so expensive this year.

"Come on, two slices per person." Half a watermelon is cut into eight slices, and the four people share equally, two slices per person, which is still relatively large.

"Son, come to Dad and eat watermelon."

"This watermelon is really good."

"Old Zhou's melons are rarely bad."

"I didn't pick it well last time, there is a piece of white on the melon's butt."

"This type of watermelon is just like this. If the shape is not good, there is a white part on the buttocks of the melon. Next time, you can pick and buy those that grow well."

"It's really delicious to eat, even better than big watermelon with flower skin."

"The flesh of the melon is thin and crispy."

"It's also more expensive than Huapi watermelon."

"Don't say it, I'm really reluctant to buy it. I'll go back tomorrow and plan to buy a watermelon for the old man to taste."

"If you buy a watermelon back, all your work these days will be in vain."

"It's not too bad to bring a stomach anyway."

"..."

These people chatted while eating, and those who came and went would have to say a few words from time to time, all of them seemed very familiar.

Ye Qian didn't talk much, just bury his head in his own food. In the evening, when he was having dinner in the cafeteria, Lao Zhou also distributed watermelon to everyone, and each person got a slice. Although it was quite a big slice, many people wanted to bite It's easy to get up, and you can cut it yourself, and it becomes two or three pieces.

But how far is this piece of watermelon just enough for a big-bellied man like him?The gluttonous insect has just been hooked up, and the watermelon has already been eaten. Just now, if he wanted to go to the small shop to buy some by himself, someone was taken advantage of and delivered to his door.

He hadn't finished eating the two slices of watermelon on his side, and another young man with a guitar on his back came over there. He found a place for himself to sit down, then opened the guitar bag and put it aside, and hugged a guitar bag for himself. The guitar sang.

With his singing, the voices of everyone naturally lowered a lot, and those who played cards stopped crackling their cards.

After a while, someone next to him patted Ye Qian's arm. Ye Qian turned his head and saw that it was an elder sister in her 40s. She handed Ye Qian a straw hat. There was already a lot of change in the hat nest. The ones are the most, there are also five, and there are also ten.

Ye Qian thought for a while, took out two steel coins from his pocket and put them in, then he passed the straw hat to the next person, this time he observed a little carefully, and found that everyone was obviously used to this situation After taking over the straw hat, there are some who give money, and some who don't.

"Lei Zi, sing us "Night in the Suburbs of Moscow"." After a popular song, someone requested a song.

"Okay." The young man called Lei Zi responded, and then raised his hand to pluck the strings of the guitar, and a series of smooth melodies poured out.

"In the middle of the night, the garden is quiet everywhere, and the leaves are no longer rustling..."

The singing of young people is like the evening wind in early summer, gently blowing over the hill of Niuwangzhuang, blowing through this promenade, and blowing through the hearts of everyone who listens to the song...

That night, Lei Zi sang for about 10 minutes, and everyone was satisfied. He also got a lot of change. This guy packed the change in a plastic bag and went to the canteen to buy watermelon. He bought it by himself. I picked up half a watermelon and ate it with a spoon.

Ye Qian looked at the small half of watermelon that Lei Zi was holding in his arms, and then at the two watermelon rinds in his hand that were only white. He found that singing seemed more promising than playing cards.

"Dude, is singing hard to learn? What do you think of me?"

……

In the days that followed, Ye Qian lived a fulfilling life. Every day before dawn, he would go to Buffalo Town to practice martial arts with Xiao Shulin and the others. From time to time, someone would ask him to make gestures. He basically spent the whole day on the mountain with everyone. To work, they want to build a house on the side of Niujigou, and return to Niuwangzhuang at night to learn singing from Leizi.

He didn't have a good impression of Luo Meng, that guy was too stingy, hired someone to guard the mountain, and even let him build a house, and looking at the salary he offered to everyone in Niuwangzhuang, it was so low. The only thing that can give everyone comfort is that the food at Niuwangzhuang is quite good.

After staying in Niuwangzhuang for a few days, Ye Qian was just like other long-term and short-term workers. When it was time to eat, he rushed to the cafeteria. Building a house was hard work. So fragrant.

As for Lao Zhou, he has been killing chickens almost every day recently. On this day, he listened to Chai Fengxiang's suggestion and picked out some old hens that were not so diligent in laying eggs and killed them.

These are old hens that have been raised in Niuwangzhuang for several years. They are fat and oily, and the oil blossoms are golden. After the chicken soup, you still need to scrape off the top layer of slick oil. Most people don’t like oil when drinking chicken soup. Of course, some people like it. You can buy it separately.

Many young people who work in the city these days don’t start fires very much, especially those who are single. It’s okay to make two simple meals, but if they make chicken, duck and seafood for themselves, it’s really fatal. .

But in fact, after the age of 25 or [-], many people will gradually feel that their body is not as good as when they were in their teens or twenties. At this time, in addition to regular work and rest and moderate exercise, they need tonic. After all, nutrition is also very important. Yes, if you can't keep up with your nutrition, coupled with problems such as high work pressure, your body will definitely get worse and worse.

Lao Zhou’s chicken soup is perfect for these people. Although 50 yuan a pack is not cheap, they can afford it, and they don’t eat it every day. One pack of chicken soup can hold two small cans, so it’s not a big deal. The shipping fee is only 25 yuan for a can, and it costs more than 25 yuan to eat anything outside these days.

One night, in a coastal city, an office girl about [-] years old came home, took off her high heels, and the first thing she did after entering the house was to turn on the computer. A batch of old hens have stewed a lot of chicken soup, and the online shop has also confirmed that it will be on the shelves at eight o'clock tonight.

Turn on the computer at this time, and you can already see the preview. The old hen soup costs 80 yuan a pack, which is more expensive than the previous chicken soup, but there will definitely be a lot of people who want to buy it. In addition to some introductions to the old hen soup, there is also a set meal on the webpage. One hundred and thirteen free shipping, there is a pack of old hen soup, a pack of chicken oil, a mushroom, a variety of mushrooms to choose from, and the other gifts are two shallots and a small piece of ginger.

"Tsk, be stingy, so I'll give you two shallots and a piece of ginger." It's not been a day or two since she bought Niuwangzhuang products through this online store, but there have never been any discounts, except for Lao Zhou's occasional ones. One or two activities to give back to new and old customers. It doesn’t matter if you don’t participate in those activities.

Having said that, after tonight's chicken soup was on the shelves, she still grabbed a set meal for herself without hesitation. Her computer is so fast, and mobile phones are useless at this time.

The order was placed that night, and the goods were delivered the next morning. On the weekend of the third day, at a little after ten o'clock in the morning, the courier delivered the items to her.

When I opened it, I found that the old hen soup was better than the previous 50 yuan a pack of chicken soup. The color looked a bit like light amber, clean and clear without impurities. At this time, the ice had almost melted, but the chicken soup was not. It spread out, and it looked a bit like a jelly-like jelly. The old Zhou's chicken soup I bought before was also like this, but it was not as thick as this time, and the color was slightly lighter.

First divide the chicken soup into two cans, put one in the refrigerator, and heat up the other right away, and then it’s time to clean up the rest. She chose the xiu mushroom for herself, because the fungus is very light. , Look at the portion is quite a lot, there is only a small pack of chicken oil, two spring onions said to give away, and there are only two, and the ginger is only given a finger-sized piece. As a die-hard fan of Niuwangzhuang, this kind of She is already used to it.

Luo Xingyou and the others who opened the online store were very careful. Knowing that Lao Zhou was going to launch this set meal this time, they specially printed out the recipe for fried mushrooms in chicken oil, put them in a courier box and mailed them out together.

According to the content on the printing paper, operate step by step. Once the chicken oil was put into the pot, after a while, the fragrance wafted all over the room. Standing by the pot, she couldn't help laughing. The food is really good, this chicken oil is delicious!

The last plate of stir-fried mushrooms in chicken oil really lived up to her expectations. The Xiuzhen mushrooms are tender and refreshing, stained with chicken oil and soup, rich and delicious, with shallots and ginger to enhance the flavor. She only sprinkled a small spoonful of salt , but the taste is delicious.

At eleven o'clock this day, she ate white rice with this plate of fried mushrooms in chicken oil, and went online to confirm the evaluation. Before the evaluation, she habitually opened the webpage to see what the previous posts had said. As a result, the comments on this day were particularly interesting. They all slipped down neatly, and they were all the same sentence: "Old Zhou, do you dare to give me an extra green onion?"