MTL - Fight the Giants-Chapter 55 buy tangerines

  Chapter 55 Buying oranges

  Early the next morning, Huo Xi woke up.

  Climb out of the cabin and pick up the silk cloth soaked in rice water to look at. Seeing that the mildew spots on it were a little lighter, I rubbed it lightly, and there was still a light yellow trace left.

  Mr. Yang also left the cabin when she heard the movement, and followed to watch.

   "It hasn't been removed." He frowned. Such a shame, such a fine cloth.

   "Mother, how can it be so easy to remove. Otherwise, it wouldn't fall into our hands."

  Mr. Yang nodded straight. After thinking about it, if there are stains on the Gema they wear, they are rubbed with charcoal ash or plant ash, and the marks will fade away.

   then said: "Why don't you try it with charcoal ash?"

   "No. Plant ash is highly alkaline, and silk fabrics are not alkali-resistant and will corrode the fabric."

  What minus? Yang didn't understand, but only knew that it wouldn't work. He frowned, lifted the silk cloth to look at it, and sighed.

   After breakfast, Huo Xi said to Huo Erhuai and Yang Fu who had copied the fish and prepared to sell it in the city: "I'll go with you."

  Yang Fu recalled what happened yesterday, and said: "Xi'er, please help at home, what do you want to buy, my brother-in-law and I will bring it back for you."

  Huo Xi shook his head: "I won't go into the inner city."

   Rice washing water is useless, and she will only be anxious if she stays.

   Then he told Mrs. Yang to take some more cloth to soak, waited at the ferry, and followed into the city.

   "Father, you will help me buy a new pot later, it should be bigger."

   "Hey, Dad knows."

   "Xi'er, aren't you going to sell fish with us?" Yang Fu turned to her and asked her.

   "You go to sell fish with Dad, and I go shopping by myself, so that there will be no delay between us."

   "Can you do it yourself? How about I go with you?"

   "You can sell the fish for Dad, and you can come back and help me if the fish is sold out."

   "That's fine. You know, be careful." Yang Fu told her a few words worriedly.

  Huo Xi waved at the two of them, turned and left.

  Rice washing water, light salt water, the decontamination ability is not good, and she can't extract the desired concentration of alcohol now. Can only try soapy water and citric acid.

  Lemons are probably not available, so I have to extract them from oranges.

  Huo Xi first went to the grocery store and the rouge shop to buy some fragrant soaps, not the expensive ones, and specially picked out the defective ones and the bad ones.

   are all the same raw materials, there is no need to spend so much money on expensive ones. It was half the size of a palm, ten yuan and twenty yuan a piece, so much so that she wanted to make fragrant soap and sell it.

   It took a tael of silver to buy a big bag. I carried it in a basket, and went to the pharmacy to buy some lime. So I went to the place where melons and vegetables were sold to look for oranges.

  September is the season when melons and fruits are fragrant. There are many tangerines in the south of the Yangtze River, and many fruit farmers set up stalls to sell them. Everyone said that the tangerines they sold were as sweet as honey, and that they didn't cost money if they weren't sweet.

  But Huo Xi only wanted to be sour. The more sour the better.

   "Selling tangerines, Yingzhou tangerines, not sweet, no money!"

   "Sell tangerines, let's take a look at Huangyan's milk tangerines, I'll give you money if they're not sweet!"

  Huangyan milk orange? The Huangyan milk orange that "sprays the fragrance mist and tastes the sweet nectar"?

   Then have a look. Huo Xi squeezed up.

   Handed over five cents and asked for one. He tore open the peel with his hands, and sure enough, he saw a burst of fragrant mist splashing on the wine. Pick out another one, and carefully tear off the fruit membrane. Sure enough, the pulp turns into milk, no wonder it is called milk orange.

   Then put it into the mouth, full of juice. sweet!

   Sure enough, he wanted five pennies a catty, but he wanted five pennies a catty. value!

   Squeezed up and bought ten. After thinking about it, I took out the money and bought ten more.

   Let’s look at that Yingzhou Tangerine, well, it’s not bad. Fifteen cents a catty, and I bought several catties. At that time, I will give Taoyedu and everyone a point.

  I saw a little boy, dressed in Gema, looking inconspicuous, but I didn't expect him to buy only the good oranges. The street vendors on the left and right immediately greeted him: "Xiaowa, I also have sweets here. If you don't have sweets, you won't be charged."

  Handing over her own oranges generously for Huo Xi to taste.

  Huo Xi shook his head all the way.

   There is a lot of juice dangling in the stomach. I'm almost full.

   "Xiaowa, what kind of food do you want to buy? Although my appearance is not as good as the one from Huangyan Yingzhou, but it's five cents a catty, and the taste is similar."

   "It's not far off, why don't you sell it for five cents apiece?" Others joked.

  The stall owner choked.

  Huo Xi looked around: "Is there any particularly sour? I want sour?"

ah? Is there anyone here who is looking for sour to buy? Eating half a tangerine can make your teeth sour, and you can't even bite into tofu. Who else eats that stuff?

   "Oh, is there a pregnant woman at home?" Someone immediately responded.

   "Huh? Well, yes, there are pregnant women." Huo Xi nodded repeatedly.

   Immediately, an old woman came to greet her: "Little baby, come, come to me. I have it at home. It is very sour. You are satisfied."

  The vendors on the side all looked straight.

   Someone is looking for sour oranges! There are also people who sell special sour ones, and they also guarantee customer satisfaction?

  Huo Xi was dragged by the old woman, and she didn't break free for a while, and was dragged to her stall by her.

  An old man was guarding the stall, bored. His family's business is booming, but his business is deserted and nobody cares about it. The two baskets of oranges stood out for a long time, but they didn't go down.

  When the old man saw that his old lady had brought in business, he hurriedly lifted his **** off the shoulder pole, and said clumsily, "Little baby, look, look."

   It looks like he doesn't know how to solicit business, and he has a simple and honest face.

  The vendors on his left and right followed to watch the excitement, so so sour can someone buy it? But other people's children are easy to deceive.

  The old woman hurriedly picked one up from the basket, cut it open in the middle, and handed it to Huo Xi for her to taste.

  Huo Xi took half of it, picked a grain, tore off some white fascia, and put it in his mouth...

   Immediately, his eyes were so sore that he narrowed his eyes, his face was ferocious, and his whole body trembled. Niangle, this is sour. Teeth are about to fall.

   "Are you sore?" The old lady kept staring at her, a little nervous.

  Huo Xi was so sour that he couldn't open his eyes, and nodded repeatedly: "Sour. It's too sour." It's no wonder that business is so sour.

  The old man looked disappointed, his oranges were sour than others. If others ask fruit farmers to graft, they can't afford it, and it's all a secret technique, no matter how much they are willing to spend money, they can't invite them.

   There are a dozen or so orange trees in the family, which can bear hundreds of thousands of catties every year, but they cannot be sold and rot on the trees. The children in the family don't like to eat it. I picked it up and ate one or two when I was too hungry, but I didn't want to eat it.

  Compared to the disappointment on the uncle's face, the old lady was very happy: "That little baby, can you meet your request? Buy some?" She stared at Huo Xi nervously, refusing to let go of any of her expressions.

   "How much is it selling for? If it's cheap, I'll buy more."

  The old woman was overjoyed and thought about it for a while: "Look, Xiaowa, you are as old as my grandson, and you have two pennies per catty. If you want it, it will be cheaper for you."

  The street vendor next to him stared wide-eyed, his tangerines only cost five cents a catty, and you are so sour that you still sell them for two cents?

   "Three pennies and two catties, I want it all."

   "I want all of them? These two baskets must weigh fifty or sixty catties!" The old woman was stunned, and the old man was also stunned.

   "Well, three penny and two catties, I'll take it all."

  (end of this chapter)