In the fifth month of the lunar calendar, it is the cherry ripe season, and there is a craze for eating cherries in Chang'an City.
In fact, as early as April, some wealthy households were able to eat this year's new cherries.
The so-called first fruit of early spring, many people are proud to be able to eat this year's new cherries early.
By mid-to-late May, the cherries outside Chang'an City are ripe on a large scale.
Farmers often carry a load of cherries and sell them in the market.
The price is not cheap, but there are many people who can afford it.
I heard that many people cut the cherries open and peel them, and then pour them with buttermilk, sugarcane syrup, honey, etc., which is not unscrupulous.
Those who can be so particular must have good financial conditions.
If it were an ordinary person, let alone buttermilk or sugarcane syrup, they would only choose the cheapest one if they wanted to eat a cherry.
At noon that day, another person came to sell in the streets in their area with a load.
The girl Qiniang wanted to eat, but she had no money, so she had to look at Si Niang, hoping that she would pay for it.
Si Niang went out and stopped the cherry seller.
After looking at his goods, she thought they were pretty good, so she asked him the price.
"This little lady is also very knowledgeable.
The cherries in my house are all grown on old trees.
They taste sweet and juicy, and the core is only a tiny bit."
This person said so many things, no doubt he was thinking.
Sell it for a higher price.
"Just tell me how much it will be."
Siniang is not short of money, she is just frugal out of habit.
"Just use my water ladle to hold it.
A ladle of cherries costs twelve cents," the other party said.
"Why is it so expensive?"
Before Si Niang could say anything, Qi Niang jumped out and said she was too expensive.
Two days ago, my sister also bought cherries with her.
She bought half a catty for seven cents.
Why is this person so expensive today?
A scoop of cherries costs twelve cents "Little lady, I don't know, my cherries are different from other people's cherries."
The man said, took two cherries out of the basket, handed one to Siniang, and the other to Qiniang.
He also saw it. , these two sisters should really have money to buy cherries for themselves.
Siniang tasted a cherry.
It was indeed very different from the ones she bought two days ago.
Today's cherry was thicker and sweeter.
When she took a bite, her mouth was full of sweet juice.
It was indeed delicious.
After that girl Qiniang tasted a cherry, she no longer thought it was too expensive.
She just looked at Si Niang, hoping that her sister would not find it too expensive.
"How about if I buy five scoops, it will be counted as fifty cents?"
Siniang counter-offered.
"Fifty-five cents, no more."
The other party also took a step back.
"Okay, there are fifty-five coins over there.
You give me five ladles."
Siniang said, and asked Qiniang to go in and get the money and the wooden basin of cherries.
When the other party saw how cheerful the little lady was, he was also very happy.
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When he took his water ladle made of gourds and put cherries into the small wooden basin that Qiniang brought out, he was also very happy to give it to her.
Every ladle was full of cherries.
Pretend to be cool.
Not all of the fifty-five penny cherries were bought by Si Niang to eat herself.
There was also a gentleman in the yard.
When he went back in the afternoon, she would definitely bring some back to him.
Their husband's surname is Zhao.
When he was young, Mrs.
Zhao was a bit unskilled in high and low positions.
Until now, she has not been able to find an official position.
Nowadays, he teaches these young ladies how to read in the Luo family's courtyard every day, and his life is quite stable.
In addition to the treatment given by the Luo family, the families of those young ladies who come to take lessons, They have to give him something every now and then, sometimes meat, vegetables and eggs, sometimes food, rice and noodles.
For a family like Master Zhao, these are all very practical.
After school that day, Master Zhao took a basket and walked home slowly.
The basket he was holding contained a dozen eggs, a strip of bacon, and a scoop of cherries bought by the Fourth Mother and the others.
When Master Zhao entered the yard, his old wife was chopping firewood outside the woodshed.
Master Zhao's wife is more than ten years younger than him.
Now Master Zhao looks like a little old man, but his wife is still very strong and strong.
She chops wood and carries water every day.
I never saw her say she was tired.
"I brought some more today."
His old wife was a little happy when she saw him coming back with a basket.
She even put down the hatchet and came to Mrs.
Zhao to have a look.
"There are cherries.
You can wash them later.
When everyone comes back tonight, let's eat them together."
Zhao and his son said as they handed the basket of groceries to his wife.
"Tsk, these cherries are so sweet.
They also have bacon and eggs."
His old wife pinched a cherry and put it in her mouth.
Then she rummaged through the basket and saw that there was another piece of bacon and more than a dozen eggs.
She was heartbroken.
He was very happy.
"It's not bad to teach female students.
If I had known this, you should have started doing this early in the morning."
Mrs.
Zhao's old wife tidied things up happily and carried the basket into the house.
"Don't say this again, I still want to lose face."
The old man apologized.
Being invited by Luo Yong to teach in Luo's courtyard was completely different from openly recruiting female students in their own courtyard.
His old wife had already walked to the porch and was about to enter the house.
When she heard what he said, she became very angry.
"You old man, when you asked your teenage son to work for someone else to support you, you didn't think you had any face.
How come you are just teaching people to learn a few big words, and suddenly you want face again?"
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Get up" "" Mrs.
Zhao was speechless by her.
I think back when the Tang Dynasty was just founded, all walks of life in the country were in need of development, and there were many vacancies for officials.
Master Zhao spent all his time in activities in those years, hoping that he would also be valued by the people above him.
If there is a gap, there will be room for the ambitions of this body to be developed.
Once you gain power, you will be rich and prosperous.
At that time, many people got up like this.
It's a pity that Mr.
Zhao has never been able to meet his Bole.
He is also a bit high and low.
He doesn't like the status of an ordinary official at all.
He has been here and there until now he is over sixty years old.
Still a white body.
Regardless of whether his talent is not appreciated or his family background is not strong enough, Master Zhao has given up.
He taught the young ladies in the Luo family, earned some money for food and clothing, and brought back some rice and noodles from time to time to make the grandchildren at home happy, which was regarded as compensation for his sons.
"Aweng, did you bring food back today?"
When the sky was getting dark, the little kids who were playing wildly outside also returned home.
As soon as they saw their own Aweng, they sat in the yard and started to eat.
They all came together to beg for food.
When Mrs.
Zhao's wife came out with the washed cherries, the children were so happy that they almost jumped up.
Cherries are so expensive, and it is hard for people like them to make money, so naturally they are reluctant to buy them.
The young lady of the Luo family is a generous person, and she gave so many at one time.
This cherry is so sweet, the flesh is so thick, and the pit is so small.
The price is definitely not cheap either.
"Grandma, I want more, give me one."
Such big little dolls are like little swallows in a swallow's nest.
They open their mouths wide and moan for food every day.
Parents who can afford them are happy, but those who cannot afford them are happy.
The parents were worried.
If it hadn't been for Mrs.
Zhao who had recently found a good job, how could these little children in their family have such good cherries?
"Grandma, I want more" "Yes, yes, how many have you eaten?"
"I want more" "You mother-in-law work hard outside all day long to earn money, you should leave some for them."
To these children, Ye Niang is an adult and should not be greedy, but to the elderly, children are children.
No matter how old they are, they are still their children.
If I have a little bit of delicious food, I always want to leave it to them.
If I have a piece of good fabric, I always think about making clothes for them, just like when they were young.
This is generally the mentality of a parent.
Although there are often rumors in the market recently that so-and-so was forced to get married by her parents and they wanted to push her into the fire pit, but there are so many parents in the world, but there are still relatively few who can do such a thing.
For example, the parents of those young ladies who took classes at the Luo family gave things to Master Zhao.
Firstly, they wanted to express respect and gratitude.
Secondly, they naturally hoped that Master Zhao would take these things for their own sake.
Don't let your daughter suffer any injustice in the process of taking classes.
In the Luo family yard, everyone was eating cherries at this time, but Luo Yong and Hou Lin were not the only ones eating cherries together.
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The young ladies grading homework around the table took it for themselves.
Some time ago, Siniang just complained to others, saying that Luo Yong had to teach so many students by himself, and it would take a long time just to correct homework every day, and then these young ladies who came to class every day volunteered Said he wanted to help.
Then Luo Yong gave them an answer and a stack of papers, and asked them to correct the papers based on the answers.
This correction lasted for several days.
After class every day, Si Niang would ask her to go into her brother's room.
I took out my homework and corrected it, day after day, without feeling bored at all.
Luo Yong is much more relaxed now.
Someone has carved the engravings, and someone has helped correct the papers.
Now he can finally assign homework with confidence and boldness. gd1806102: