Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

Chapter 643: Don’t Let Your Own Stomach Go



Chapter 643: Don’t Let Your Own Stomach Go

In the yard, Mr. Chen kept talking, and the old man kept adding tea to him.

Zhou Guo buried his head and kept writing, using up sheet of paper after sheet.

When I finished writing, Mrs. Li called me to eat. It was already late and the sun was already past noon.

Zhou Guo stopped writing and said to them with a smile: "Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen are tired after talking so much. Let's eat first and then continue talking."

Old Master Chen said, "It's not going to work. There's nothing more to say. I've been farming for my whole life, and these are the only things that are different from others. You all know the rest even if I don't say them. I don't have much to say."

Zhou Guo said: "No matter if there is anything else, let's eat first. If you have finished speaking, then I will speak, and you can see if what I say is right."

The food has been prepared in the yard.

A pot of braised pork with rich oil and sauce, a big bowl of stir-fried pork with black fungus, a pot of pheasant soup, scrambled eggs with leeks, emerald green Yongcai, cold cucumber salad, and Zhou Guo's favorite fried dried toon, which only had salt sprinkled on it and tasted great.

There was also a large plate of steamed buns piled high on the side.

The old couple were dumbfounded. So much meat in one meal?

Do you eat meat in pots?

Li smiled and said, "These are the only dishes we have at home. I stewed the meat till it's soft today. I think you guys can eat it."

Zhou Guo helped to serve the rice.

Everyone at the table had started eating, but the old couple didn't. They just kept eating their steamed buns.

Zhou Guo served them some food, putting chunks of fat braised pork into their bowls, "Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen, please eat more meat. Our family loves this meat the most. My master also likes it very much. It's soft, sticky, fragrant, and juicy. Come, eat."

After saying that, the old man beside him picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, squinted his eyes and nodded, "Delicious, the meat is good today."

Old Mrs. Chen lowered her head and picked at the meat in the bowl. Her hands were shaking a little. She smiled at Li and said, "You are really good people. You are kind and have good hearts. You have a good family. You are blessed."

Li smiled and said, "Well, I am taking advantage of your good words. If you say we are blessed, then we are blessed. Come, let's eat. I'm sure you must be hungry after talking for so long."

Old Master Chen took a small bite, and his lips trembled. A drop of oil flowed down the side of his mouth, and he kept praising: "Delicious, delicious, I have never eaten such delicious meat in my whole life."

Zhou Guo smiled and said, "If it's delicious, you can eat more. It's such a big bowl."

As he said this, he picked up a few more pieces of meat for the two of them, and then ate a piece himself. It was delicious.

She had been hungry so she had to eat until she was full. Once she started eating, she forgot everything else. She ate more than a dozen steamed buns in one breath and drank two bowls of soup. She ate half of the large bowl of steamed buns.

The two elders’ jaws almost dropped!

The Li family members couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Gu didn't know the inside story, so he said with a smile: "Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen, don't look at her. She can eat so much at every meal. She has a big appetite and can't stop until she is full. She is hungry during the escape."

Zhou Xing and Li on the side kept winking at him.

He looked puzzled, not understanding why there was nothing to be said. It was not like choosing a husband's family. Besides, even if it was, the husband's family must be well fed. It was like choosing a daughter-in-law or livestock. Livestock were afraid of being hungry and sick.

Zhou Guo then remembered the old couple beside him. He put down the steamed bun in his mouth awkwardly, looked at them with a smile, and said, "...Yes, I can eat that much when I'm hungry..."

Mrs. Chen said with a guilty look on her face, "You ate four steamed buns at our house that day, and then you refused to eat any more. You said you were full, but you were actually still hungry. You silly child, you need to have a full meal no matter where you live. One bite of yours won't make a difference."

Old Master Chen said, "You said that at most you can eat three steamed buns at home, but this is more than three steamed buns."

Zhou Guo laughed awkwardly: "I, I, I have a big appetite. I eat the amount of food for three or four people in one meal."

How could she feel embarrassed to eat it? The old couple had grown it with so much effort, and she didn’t even know if she would have enough to eat.

Li smiled and said, "She has always been like this. She is afraid of being laughed at if she eats too much at other people's houses. She usually doesn't dare to go to other people's houses for dinner, for fear that they will laugh at her for eating too much."

Old Mrs. Chen said, "What's wrong with eating a lot? Being able to eat is a blessing!"

After that, he said to Zhou Guo, "Listen, next time we go to someone's house for dinner, eat as much as you want, don't be afraid of being laughed at by others. You can't go broke from eating a meal, you can lose anything but your own stomach."

Everyone at the table started laughing.

Zhou Guo said, "Yes, Grandma Chen, you are right. You can lose anything but your stomach. Come, I'll get you a steamed bun. Don't learn from me. You can't eat enough in our house. Eat whatever you want. If you like meat, eat more. Anyway, my family loves meat."

The old lady was startled, then smiled with relief, "Okay, I'll eat more. Your dishes are so good that we can't even eat such good dishes during the Chinese New Year. You have to eat more. Come on, old man, this meat is delicious, you eat more."

The old couple then started eating to their heart's content and even dared to pick up some dishes.

The whole family laughed.

After the meal, Zhou Guo chatted with them for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, he got in the car and sent them back.

On the way back, Mr. Chen asked when the fat man would come out.

Zhou Guo said: "Don't worry, someone will deliver the things you want to your home when they are fat. Just wait patiently."

Ever since the old couple came to deliver duck eggs, it was like the door was opened, with people coming every day, most of them people she knew, and some she didn't.

These people I don’t know all have a lot of ducks at home. They said they heard that we were collecting duck eggs here, so they wanted to try their luck, but they didn’t expect that they could actually collect them.

When she asked, she found out that they lived quite far away, about two hours' walk from their village, and asked them how they found it.

He said he heard it from someone when he was at the market.

When Zhou Guo saw their duck eggs, he was shocked. The four baskets were all full of duck eggs. The couple had been carrying the baskets.

"So many! How many ducks do you have at home?"

The man smiled and said, "We don't have much land at home, and we can't support ourselves with that little land, so we thought about raising some ducks. Ducks are easier to raise than chickens. We raised more than 200 duck eggs, but they were not easy to sell. No one wanted them even if we paid a penny more. So we could only pickle salted eggs, but salted eggs were not easy to sell."

He said that he couldn't sell the products, but he still had a smile on his face. Zhou Guo thought he was an optimistic person.

The woman said, "Last time when I went to the market, I heard someone say that you were collecting duck eggs. We were so happy. We thought we would have a place to buy these eggs. Do you want all of them?"


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