Today is a county fair, so there is no need to shout. Anyone from all over the country who wants to buy meat will spontaneously come up to the meat stall when they see it, ask about the price and see the quality of the meat, and it will soon become noisy.

Wild boar meat is more than one dollar cheaper than domestic fattened pork, especially the meat from large boars, which has a strong taste that cannot be fooled, and the price is at least two yuan cheaper than domestic pork.

This guy can do a lot of things if he only spends two yuan. If he buys ten kilograms, he will only be short of twenty yuan.

Many budget-conscious people knew that wild boar meat was cheap. After asking about the price, they lined up outside the stall.

As for wild boar meat’s strong flavor and texture, I’m not afraid of that.

The Chinese New Year is almost here, so there is plenty of time to deal with it.

The seasonings on the market are not as scarce as in previous years. The fishy smell of wild boar meat can be suppressed by spending more time on it.

…

"You've never sold meat before, right? You can't tell the difference in how much meat you want. Why do you keep picking up the thin ones and cutting them off?"

An old lady from a village south of the city complained in dissatisfaction.

"Auntie, it's true that I'm a novice, but you shouldn't be picky about the fat ones. You won't be able to sell my meat after you pick it out."

Chen Ling said helplessly.

These wild boars that have spent the winter still have a lot of fat on their bodies, such as under their bellies, which is where they store the most fat.

The village women are picky and picky.

I always wanted Chen Ling to cut them in places like this, where there is a lot of fat, but that wouldn't work.

However, if you open your door to do business, you cannot drive away customers.

At this time, Wang Susu picked up the knife and cut off a slightly fat piece of meat for the old lady, about two or three taels, as a separate gift for her.

The old lady suddenly smiled, happily took out the money, wrapped the meat and left happily.

When the people behind saw it, although they didn't say anything, they also had expectations in their hearts.

After picking out the meat, they eagerly moved forward, waiting for Wang Susu to add some meat to them.

Wang Susu didn't disappoint them either. The scale was very high.

When Chen Ling bought ten pounds of meat, he would cut off a little more, but would often not let them remove it.

There are quite a lot of people buying such an affordable scale.

So much so that Chen Ling shouted that each person should cut at least five kilograms, and no one would say anything if he didn't sell it if it was less.

It’s the Chinese New Year, so if you want to buy more, buy more.

Of course, if possible, I still prefer to buy fat pork.

The fatty pork is rich in oil and water and tastes delicious.

Compared to wild boar, which is almost entirely lean meat, people tend to regard fatty pork as meat eaten during the Chinese New Year.

But this year's floods and meat prices have made it impossible for many people to afford fatty pork.

It's cheaper to go to the water with your head and feet, but you can't put out a banquet during the Chinese New Year, and you can't bring these things to relatives when they come to eat in the first month.

These things are not serious meat in the eyes of most people.

So second-rate wild boar meat became the choice.

There were no customers in front of Chen Ling's meat stall. After 11 o'clock in the morning, there were only thirty kilograms of wild boar left for sale.

It can be said that it sold out quite quickly.

It’s just that by this time, wild boar meat is inevitably all lean meat, and it’s a bit unsaleable.

Often people come over to take a look, look at the price, and then leave.

But Chen Ling and his wife didn't care. If they couldn't sell wild boar, they would sell rabbits.

The price of rabbits is very cheap all year round, and there are many people eating them, so most of them are sold out quickly.

Chen Ling weighed people and quoted prices, and Wang Susu kept accounts and collected the money.

In a short time, the rabbit alone was sold for fifty or sixty yuan.

Including wild boar meat, it sold for more than 500 yuan in half a morning.

…

At noon, Qin Qiumei and Zhong Xiaoyun knew that they were coming to the county town to sell things at the market today, so they came over and asked them to go home for dinner.

Chen Ling and Chen Ling were not polite and had lunch at Qin Qiumei's house.

After the meal, Chen Ling returned to the small courtyard in the south of the city to guard the stall, selling the remaining pork and rabbits while reading miscellaneous books, while Wang Susu and Qin Qiumei went to the market to wander around.

Wang Susu rarely comes to the county town to attend the market.

Now I have two friends walking around with me, but I am very happy.

But she was pregnant after all, so she slowly walked around in circles on the market, feeling the joyful atmosphere of the market when the New Year was about to come, and then came back.

When they came back, the three women each carried two white plastic bulk wine bottles in their hands, which made Chen Ling look stunned.

"What are you doing? Yesterday I talked about drinking, but do you really want to drink?"

"No, no, I don't want to drink. I just bought a clean wine bottle and will bring back some soy sauce and vinegar later."

Wang Susu smiled at him and pointed to the old street to the north: "I just met a soy sauce old man at the market. We told him the location and he said he could transfer to our place later."

"Oh, that's right. It's Chinese New Year, so it's time to prepare some fresh soy sauce and vinegar."

Chen Ling nodded and looked at the three of them, "So each of you just bought these two pots and nothing else?"

"No, it's because I can't buy what I want. There are so many things, and I have to let you drive the ox cart to get there."

Wang Susu counted on her fingers: "Think about it, buy fire paper, incense candles, statues of gods, couplets, blessing characters, window grilles, lanterns, and other miscellaneous things that we can't get back."

"..."

"That makes sense. I'll catch up with the bullock cart later and take you to buy it."

"Okay, okay, it just so happens that you can take us around again."

The four of them were talking and laughing, and not long after, there were waves of old shouts coming from far away.

"Selling soy sauce~ Make some vinegar~"

"..."

"Selling soy sauce~ Make some vinegar~"

"..."

I saw a black-faced old man driving a donkey cart slowly over. There were several large barrels on the cart. From a distance, it seemed that you could clearly see the black oil stains on the walls of the barrels and smell the faint smell of oil.

The salty flavor of soy sauce.

"Master, here."

Wang Susu waved, and the old man immediately stopped shouting and drove the donkey cart over.

"Oh, they sell wild boar meat. It turns out you are a family. I wanted to buy a few kilograms when I came here, but they were all thin."

The old man smiled with his yellow teeth, and then jumped off the donkey cart: "How was the sales this afternoon?"

"It's not bad. The price has been reduced and it's almost sold out."

Chen Ling walked to the donkey cart and looked at it. There were several barrels on the cart. There were two or three kinds of soy sauce and vinegar, with different colors and tastes, and different prices.

"Looks like you've made some money. Come on, let's take a pick and see what you want."

The old man opened the lids one by one, and a strong salty flavor of soy sauce mixed with the sour smell of vinegar hit his nostrils.

Chen Ling leaned over, smelled it carefully, and picked out the soy sauce and vinegar he wanted.

"That's it. I smell these two kinds of soy sauce and vinegar."

"Oh, you young man is so smart, you picked the best one the first time."

The old man gave him a thumbs up and showed him the small wooden sign hanging on the side of the barrel. The price listed was indeed the most expensive.

Chen Ling smiled, turned around and asked Qin Qiumei, "What about you, are you here to pick a fight?"

"I don't have to choose, I'll do what you want."

As the two of them talked, they handed the pot in their hands to the old man, "We three families all make a pot of soy sauce and a pot of vinegar. We ask for so much, so you have to pay more."

In this day and age, soy sauce, vinegar, and grain and oil are all brought in bulk and scattered, bought and sold naked, without any packaging.

The pot of soy sauce and vinegar they make can last for two to three months without any problem.

In other homes, a glass bottle the size of a beer bottle will suffice.

In this comparison, they are not all big customers.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely real."

The old man greeted it with his mouth, then put the funnel on the spout of the pot in front of Chen Ling, and then took out a bamboo bucket from the bucket.

This bucket is quite old, and the long bamboo handle is still tied with a rope.
To be continued...