In just a few minutes, a group of broken children came back with potatoes and brought the guy who had dinner. Accompanying us, there are also some adults watching the activity.
They are also envious and boast that rhubarb is a good dog.
As for Wang Manyin's words of staying for dinner, several people naturally refused. No one is rich these days. The children are greedy, so it's reasonable to stay and have a bite. Ordinary adults don't have such thick skin.
I'm afraid that when I stew rabbit meat, these broken children will be anxious and will keep coming to the entrance of the cave, so they may be bitten by rhubarb.
Wang Manyin thought about it for a while, so he might as well build an earthen stove on the side of the outfield and set up an iron pot to stew meat.
In fact, compared with the previous days, the local dog has changed a lot.
Generally, when Wang Manyin was at home, he would only bark a few times when he saw someone coming, and would not really come forward to bite.
If Wang Manyin is not at home, this guy is a different kind of person. He is very protective of his family. As soon as someone came to the scene, it immediately showed its teeth and rushed to the cave.
Previously, Wang Manyin made a lot of loess blocks for the mud kiln surface. Now it is just for use.
When everything was ready, he began to make a fire to stew meat.
Look at the sun overhead. It's almost ten o'clock. You should be able to stew the rabbit meat until noon.
Heat the pan and pour the oil in. Add the onion, garlic and pepper to taste. Then, cut the rabbit meat into pieces in a half earthen pot and pour it into it.
After several times of stir frying, Wang Manyin added half a pot of water, covered the pot and stewed.
During this period of time, he has been groping in the head of the cooking stove, and he also has a bit of the style of a chef.
From the time rabbit meat was cooked, the group of children, like hungry wolves, squatted not far away, staring at the iron pot, and many of them still had saliva.
When the pot was boiling, Wang Manyin asked Stone to add firewood, while he went back to the house to cut potatoes.
Without peeling, I cleaned the soil on the surface directly with the sponge gourd pulp, and everything was half done. The temperature difference between day and night on the Loess Plateau is large, plus the lack of water, so the potato starch content is high, and it tastes delicious.
Two times of water was added in the middle of the meal. Almost noon, a pot of potato stewed rabbit meat was finally ready.
This group of broken children had already been impatient and chattered around the pot one by one.
Wang Manyin asked them to put their bowls on the ground in line, and then shovel vegetables one by one.
There is no preference for one over the other. Each person should have a flat bowl and let the children carry it back to eat with their families.
There were almost two bowls left in the pot, which was naturally reserved for Wang Manyin and rhubarb.
After settling down the rhubarb, Wang Manyin shoveled a bowl for himself, took two cold nests and squatted on the wall of the cave to chew on them.
Don't mention that stewed potato is slightly meaty, and even the taste becomes different.
After the two dens were finished, he had just cleaned up the yard when someone came to visit him.
He knew Zhang Ersuo from Shichuan Village, a famous painter in eight villages. The so-called painter is the craftsman holding a brush in the countryside of the Loess Plateau.
In the past, painting furniture and cabinets of large families had to be painted by special painters. There are also murals of gods in temples, which are usually made by them.
This is definitely a technical type of work, and it can't be done without excellent skills.
In the early years, Zhang Ersuo followed his master everywhere and became very popular with his own skills.
Unfortunately, there are no landlords now, and ordinary farmers are hard to eat and eat. They are seldom in the mood to invite others to paint on their own furniture.
So Zhang Ersuo is now farming in Shichuan Village, and only occasionally goes out to do a sideline.
The other side is holding a cloth bag, and can't see what is in it clearly, so it feels heavy.
"Full of silver, does the agency collect scrap copper?" asked Zhang Ersuo, putting the cloth bag on the ground and bending down to untie the taping.
"Of course, scrap copper and iron, old books and newspapers, pig and sheep bones... As long as the supply and marketing cooperatives want things, I will collect them on my behalf, and the price is the same."
Wang Manyin answered casually and turned to look into the cloth bag.
Then he was startled and said in a loud voice, "Where did you get these things?"
There were hundreds of copper coins in the bag.
"I... I didn't steal it. A couple of days ago, I dug a broken porcelain jar from the ridge behind the village. It contained a jar of copper coins. The porcelain jar looked very beautiful, but it was broken by me." Afraid of being treated as a thief, Zhang Ersuo hurriedly explained.
"Well," said Wang Manyin, who was surprised.
This year is different from later generations. Even if you dig an ancient tomb, it will not violate the law.
And most people do not have a clear understanding of cultural relics. Even if they dig in the ground, most of them get money from the supply and marketing cooperatives.
Many museum bronzes come from this way.
There was also a news on the Internet that a farmer had dug up a gold seal and was illiterate, so he got eight cents from the supply and marketing cooperatives to sell it.
However, Wang Manyin had no idea how much the copper money should be paid. It is impossible to let others wait and go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to ask.
He reached into the cloth bag and grabbed a handful of coins. After confirming that they were not mixed with iron coins, he said, "Your copper coins are rusty. How about 60 cents per kilogram?"
"OK, you can weigh it." Zhang Ersuo probably inquired about the purchase price of scrap copper from the supply and marketing cooperatives, so he did not continue to make prices.
Wang Manyin didn't talk any more. He took out a steelyard from the cave and hung it on a cloth bag to weigh.
After weighing, he gave a figure: "Four jin, four liang, give you a gross weight of one or two in the cloth bag, and you can weigh it yourself."
As he spoke, he handed the scale to the other hand.
"No, no, just four jin three liang." Zhang Ersuo waved his hand repeatedly. In fact, he borrowed the name of the production team before he came over with something.
After accounting, Wang Manyin returned to the house to take the money and handed it to the other party.
When Zhang Ersuo was sent away, he could not wait to search on the pile of copper coins. As a descendant, Wang Manyin naturally watched many treasure spotting programs, and also dreamed of becoming rich overnight by picking up leaks.
For this reason, he also bought a lot of books on collection to study. After reading a few books, I felt that I had learned something and began to sweep the stalls.
As a result, he threw thousands of yuan as tuition fees, and then he woke up.
Although his appraisal knowledge is almost nothing, he still knows what cultural relics are worth. Especially in this era, there is no talk of fraud.
However, Wang Manyin was disappointed after seeing two pairs of copper coins one after another.
It basically belongs to Huangsong Tongbao. This kind of money is a very common copper coin in the Northern Song Dynasty, and has a very large amount of reserves. Even in later news reports, there are also tons of unearthed.
The ordinary Huangsong Tongbao is very cheap in the market of later generations. Generally, it costs a few yuan and has no collection value at all.
In addition, some of them are half a liang and five baht in Han Dynasty, and five baht in Sui Dynasty, and Kaiyuan Tongbao in Tang Dynasty... After searching for more than half of them, they are basically ordinary products.
Only one special Kaiyuan Tongbao was found. It is estimated that it will sell for thousands of yuan if it is preserved in the future.
He was looking at it and heard a shout from the side of the field. It was two educated youth who had just returned to the village yesterday.
Wang Manyin still remembered their names. The man's name was Liu Xiangyang, and the woman's was Shen Jinqin.
"Here you are, what do you want to buy?" He shouted at rhubarb and asked.
"Brother Wang, do you sell iron pots here? We need to buy one." Shen Jinqin explained his intention directly.
"What do you mean?" Wang Manyin was confused for a moment. "Didn't the production team order a big iron pot for your educated youth? It's four zhang pot, enough for ten people to eat."
Hearing the words, Liu Xiangyang was a little embarrassed to answer: "We discussed today. Ten people took turns cooking. But I burned the first day..."
After listening to the other side's narration, Wang Manyin could only praise in his heart: talent!
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After reading the comment, it seems that Yang has many friends this time.
Keep asking for tickets.
To tell you the truth, I can't get up my spirits and have no strength to do anything these two days