My 1995 Small Farm

Chapter 38: too expensive

Chapter 38 Too Expensive

"Sister, the pork head is very tasty, how much is a pound?"

"Three dollars? You are so expensive."

"What? Raw pork is only two yuan and five yuan? It was only one yuan and eighty yuan during the Chinese New Year. Why is it so expensive now?"

"Pies?"

"One for two cents? Three cents for fifty cents? Then give me fifty cents..."

It has been almost 20 years since I have been in a big show, and Chen Ling is really in high spirits.

is not in a hurry to buy livestock.

The big collection in Changle Township is in the shape of a "well", so Chen Ling pushed the car from the east end of Changle Township to the west end, and from the south end to the north end.

I walked around the big set all the time, and when I saw the food in my memory, I stopped to buy some and eat while walking.

In the end, I couldn't hold anything in my hand.

provoked a lot of marketers to look at him strangely after seeing it.

"Hey, eldest brother, there is a place to see cars at my house, do you park?"

At this time, there happened to be a half-sized boy running over from not far away. He glanced at him curiously, saw that there were so many things in his hand that he could hardly hold it, so he asked.

"Never stop, never stop."

Chen Ling waved his hand, glanced left and right, and was about to find a place where no one was around to put things in the cave.

After being rejected, half the eldest son stopped watching, ran to a house next to him, and shouted in through the courtyard wall: "Shave your head, if the third brother is at home, go to Jishang to shave your head?"

"Just go."

The young man called Third Brother took a broom to the door and took a look, put the broom behind the door, and followed the boy to the east of Daji.

While walking, the boy kept shouting, and after a while, he called a large group of people and went to the big market noisily.

"Shaved head?"

I haven't been to the big fair for many years, so Chen Ling found it interesting to see everything, so he put on his bicycle and followed.

His hair has grown too, so it was time to get it trimmed.

In most places, haircuts are not called haircuts, but shaving.

In addition to the county seat, there are few barbershops in many villages and towns. They are all hair shaving masters walking around the streets, going to the village every now and then, or coming to the Jishang to shave their heads. There are old and young people. There were two or three barbers at the time, but the business was good.

When Chen Ling was on the set, he saw two hair shaving stalls.

But he didn't go to the big market for many years, and he was like watching the flowers on a horse, just to experience the feeling of going to the market, so he just took a glance and walked over without stopping.

happened to be on the right way. There was a thatched hut behind the township government, so he put all the things into the cave by the time he went to the thatched hut.

Continue to walk to a shaving booth that is close.

This stall is right at the door of the village grain station. There is a shaved head and a small flagpole next to it.

The one who shaved his head was an old master with a high nose bridge and small eyes. Chen Ling glanced at it and felt that it was like the Ma Sanli who talked about cross talk.

The master's craftsmanship is really good, and he shaved the two people's hair quickly.

Chen Ling went to the stall next door, bought some melon seeds, and watched while leaning against the wall and nibbling on melon seeds.

At this time, the half-sized boys who were surrounded by them had already shouted, either saying that the flat head was not pushed flatly, or that the bald head was not shaved well, and they were waiting to shave their own heads because of the old master's craftsmanship.

The old master is probably not surprised.

promised in his mouth, and told them something common, but he was not slow at all.

It is an old man with a yellow face who is going to shave his head.

The shaver shook out a thick old white cloth, wrapped it around the old man's neck, and wiped the razor.

The head shaver smiled and shouted, "Brother, let's start!"

The knife fell, and a strand of gray hair fell onto the white cloth around the old man's neck, revealing a strand of white and raw scalp.

It was probably the razor that slid over his head. It was so numb and comfortable. The yellow-faced old man squinted and said, "Master, your craftsmanship is really good, don't listen to those babes."

The old master laughed in a low voice.

Walking around with a stall for so many years, how can you eat without any craftsmanship?

Chen Ling watched with interest. When he was a child, he was bald except for the flat head. He was very easy to clean up. He also had hand faders at home. He felt pain.

The first time I used electric faders was the summer when my mother got lost.

Father was distraught. When he returned from the letter, he sighed and sighed. He didn't want to shave his head.

At that time, Chen Ling was young, except that at the beginning, he missed his mother more, and he was angry with his father all day long. After a long time, the feeling gradually faded.

I still remember the sultry weather at that time, he clamored to eat popsicles, but his father refused, saying that he promised to let the barber shop shave his head before buying it for him.

Because he was afraid of electric faders when he was a child, the buzzing sounded like mowing grass, which was a little scary.

"Hey, you shave first, we have a lot of people, let me give it to you first..."

The half-eldest recognized Chen Ling, so they rubbed their chin at him and gestured.

"Give it to me? Thank you very much."

Chen Ling smiled, walked over and grabbed some melon seeds from his pocket and distributed them to them.

All the boys immediately burst into laughter.

"You can shave your head, we will help you keep an eye on the car."

"okay."

The shaver also smiled when he saw this.

Pour hot water and wash Chen Ling's hair.

Chen Ling grew up, the most favorite is not the haircut, but the shampoo.

The thick soapy juice is poured on the head, like daigo, and scratching with ten fingers on the head, although it is not Magu, but it also looks like a bird's claws, taste it carefully, it is not only a kind of enjoyable after being scratched, but also a scalp. Pleasure to relax, very comfortable.

can be described as a kind of enjoyment.

Of course, sometimes encountering inattentive masters is also worrying.

After washing his hair, his scalp was sore from scratching, but the back and sides of his head were very itchy. He didn't scratch it. He only scratched himself after shaving.

This shaver is good.

I didn't need to say hello to Chen Ling, and I also scratched the scalp of Chen Ling very refreshingly, which was very refreshing.

"After birth, he has good looks and big earlobes. He is a blessed person."

The shaving master said while cutting his hair with a crunch.

"Haha, I'm not so lucky, I just got a good wife."

Chen Ling squinted and chuckled when he heard the words.

"Oh, the treasure in the house of a good wife, this is the greatest blessing."

The head shaver sighed and smacked his lips: "There is a virtuous woman, that guy is less troublesome."

"That's true."

Chen Ling closed his eyes, thinking of his little daughter-in-law at home, and he felt extremely anxious.

While chatting, I finished my hair before I knew it.

This old man's craftsmanship is really good, careful and meticulous, but the speed is not slow.