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711 Road Repair 9

"Buy more vegetables and let's have hot pot tonight; buy some beef, mutton, chicken and duck sausages."

"Okay." Yan Rushan looked at his wife deeply, turned around and left the main hall, went outside and drove away.

The sound of the car leaving came, Yan Guofeng smiled slightly and spoke to his grandson's wife, "Yuxiu, do you want to go out for a walk with him? You haven't been back for a long time."

Zhong Yuxiu looked at the old man speechlessly.

Yan Guofeng smiled and became embarrassed, "Aren't you afraid that you want to go out and have fun?"

"Grandpa, you're thinking too much." I don't want to, thank you.

"You really should go out for a walk, but when you go out, you always follow people behind you, and you can't have fun." As a veteran, Yan Guofeng expressed his deep understanding.

Zhong Yuxiu didn't feel this way. Whether in ancient times or interstellar era, or modern society, she had experienced bodyguards' protection and had formed a habit. Task people like her would either directly retire after completing the task, or get tired of the world, or become monks directly. There are also people who are tired of life who choose to dissipate their souls.

Yan Guofeng continued: "When are you planning to go back to Huada University of Medicine?"

"Tomorrow." Now it's time to clean the house. Goudan is not here, and no one is cleaning it regularly. Feng was about to cook, but he saw that there was still a layer of dust in the hall. If he didn't clean it, how could people live?

"No two days off?"

Yuxiu said: "No, I'll clean my home today and go back to Huada and Medical University tomorrow. I have to determine the number of people so that Rushan can invite a few brothers and Xiaohai to come back. If the number of people is not enough, I have to hibernate it again." After inviting a few more people, maybe someone will be attracted to you.

"For their lifelong affairs, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, I really should go back to meet my master, colleagues and former students." She and Yan Rushan also had to go back to Huada University to get their graduation certificates. Don't ask, even if they are formal graduates, they are also formal graduates.

After Zhong Yuxiu finished speaking, Yan Guofeng remembered that they should graduate this year.

"Then your wedding should be held."

"Rushan has ideas, he will arrange it."

Mr. Yan Guofeng nodded slightly, "Dashan is quite reliable in doing business."

After the grandfather and grandson talked, Yan Rushan had already left the courtyard and drove to the vegetable market. He first bought some vegetarian dishes, fruits, river food, seafood, and found a place that specializes in selling cattle, sheep and other rare products.

Because of the high prices of cattle and sheep, few people usually buy them specifically for food; most of the people who can buy them are small and well-owned homes.

"How do you sell your beef and mutton?"

"Six yuan,81 pounds." A middle-aged man with dark skin made a gesture. He sold beef. There was a pile of beef on the stall, and there were two mutton sellers next to it. He also made a gesture and said, "Three yuan, two mutton."

"This comrade, my mutton tastes good and does not have the smell of sandalwood. I can definitely buy it and eat it."

Yan Rushan looked at the mutton stall in front of him, and the mutton was still steaming; it was rare to see steaming meat in the cold-weather market.

"How long have you been killed?"

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"I just came to set up a stall after just killing and cleaning it up." The mutton seller was a short man with a smile on his face and bragging, "You can see that you don't come to the meat market often. The beef and mutton sellers in the meat market are not fixed; today is someone else, tomorrow is someone else, I raise this mutton myself, and I have eaten wild grass herds since I was a child. I have raised too many at home, so I only killed three of them today and sold them."

"Comrade, come and see my mutton. My mutton is not willing to fall behind.

Yan Rushan took a look and compared it. It was indeed the short man's mutton. He shook his head at another person who spoke and said to the short man: "Weigh me ten kilograms of mutton."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll pick some good parts for you to cut."

"I want hind legs meat when I prepare to eat when I'm hot. I still know this. I don't need hind legs meat when I'm hot. I'm not going to eat it.

The short man nodded repeatedly and cut two pieces of hind legs for him, "I won't cut the meat for you. Take it home and cut it yourself, and give it to you as a partner."

"Carry." Yan Rushan went to see the scale in his hand. Twelve pounds, the scale was very high. This is a little more than twelve pounds, only a lot more.

"Twelve pounds and six ounces, I'll calculate twelve pounds for you. Do you think it's a success?" asked the short man.

Yan Rushan nodded, "Get something to help me put it on."

"Okay, I just brought a bamboo basket to sell today. There are big ones, so it's just right for you to put meat." The short man bent down and lifted up the fabric covering the chopping board, and pulled out a large bamboo basket from below. "You're so happy, I won't ask you too much, I'll give you the bamboo basket."

"Thank you." Bamboo baskets can be sold in a single order worth a few cents, but compared to the money of mutton, it is small. This person can do business and take advantage of the customers, and he speaks nicely.

Yan Rushan paid 38 and paid for almost 40 cents, and carried the basket to the beef stall again; the beef in this store was very fresh, and I think it was only slaughtered today.

"When did you kill the beef at home?" he asked the stall owner.

The stall owner pulled up a horn of a cow to show him, "I just killed this morning. This is an old cow. I can't do anything anymore, so the village endured the pain of killing it."

"Are you not sick?"

"Don't worry, you are absolutely not sick, and you dare not sell it if you are sick; that's not a scam! When you meet someone who can see you, you must throw my stall away." The stall owner looked honest, but he was smart, and pulled half of the beef and pointed it at him repeatedly, "Look, the sick beef does not have the energy to be so fresh."

Yan Rushan couldn't see it, but he also knew that the sick cow was definitely not as good as that. "Cut ten kilograms for me to get the meat on my hind legs; in addition, cut 20 kilograms of ribs."

"Gay, have a good eye. Buy more and go home. If it snows in a few days, put it on ice. You can definitely eat it for many days. Don't worry, the beef I sell is definitely not a sick beef." The stall owner quickly cut the meat and weighed it, which was more or less a bit more than the specified weight.

Yan Rushan didn't care about the extra pounds of meat or two, so he paid for it with a huge amount of beef from the stall owner who sold mutton. He took the things he bought to the parking place and put them in the trunk. He thought about it and went into the vegetable market and bought some seasonings.

I just came back, and I didn’t bring many seasonings, and I had to use up all the seasonings in Hongxing Village. Now I buy some and take them back. If I can’t finish them, I can take them back to Hongxing Village for further use.

Carrying a bunch of things home, the car parked outside the door, Yan Rushan got off the bus first, and then shouted into the house.

"Comrade Gu, Comrade Fang, come out to help move things."

"Here, come." Gu Lingguo's urgent response came.
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