There are many food trucks at Jiangzhai Market. Every evening when work is over, these food trucks will come out to set up stalls. There are all kinds of snacks, such as fried skewers, stinky tofu, grilled gluten, sheep’s head and sheep’s trotters, various braised vegetables and cold dishes, spicy soup, fruits and so on. It can be said that the variety is dazzling. I often buy some and they taste pretty good.
Seeing these food trucks reminds me of the vendors who walked the streets in my childhood. When I was a child, the roads were inconvenient, materials were scarce, there were no supermarkets or shopping malls, and there was only one sales outlet in the village. The goods in the consignment points are unlimited, unlike today’s supermarkets and shopping malls, which have a complete range of goods, including food, drink, and clothing. The consignment points also sell condiments and non-staple foods such as candies, instant noodles, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and MSG. As for oil, noodles, rice, fruits, needles, thread, toilet paper and other items, they depend on the vendors walking around the streets. In those days of material scarcity, thanks to these salesmen, the living plight of people in small villages who lacked food and necessities was improved. The shouts and cries of these salesmen are our favorite sounds in childhood. Different Do something today that your future self will thank you for. The sellers have different shouts. Their shouts are diverse and have their own characteristics. People can understand what they are selling at a glance. And sometimes you can also hear the shape, taste, cooking method, etc. of the goods.
When I was a kid, the sound I heard the most was the rattle. We called the rattle seller “Bulangguzi”. As soon as they hear the sound of the Ethiopia Escort rattle, the children will shout: “No, the rattle is coming, go home and get the plastic sheet Exchange for jelly beans. “
The rattle seller rides a 28-bar bicycle, holding a very large rattle in his hand, and puts a large wooden box on the back seat of the bicycle. His big wooden box is like a treasure chest, containing needles, threads, buttons, shoelace buckles, balloons, jelly beans, valve cores, antifreeze oil, marbles and other gadgets. At that time, this was a dream treasure chest for children. If you want to get the things in the big wooden box, you have to go home and find torn plastic sheets, broken cardboard boxes, beer bottles, eggs and other items to exchange. It would be better if you have a few cents. Although waste products such as broken cardboard boxes and beer bottles are everywhere nowadays and can be found in almost every household, in those days, these waste products were not common. After all, who has the money to buy a whole box of instant noodles and fruit? Even the torn plastic sheets are usually picked up inside. When you and your friends are playing inside, if you see a bit of tattered plastic sheeting or broken cardboard boxes on the ground, you will feel like you have found a treasure, and you will rush to pick it up. Whoever picks it up first belongs to whom. I picked them up and kept them at home, and when the rattle seller came, I took them to exchange for goods. At that time, there were two favorite goods: jelly beans and balloons. The jelly beans are packed in simple transparent packaging bags. One jelly bean isNot as big as mung beans, there are only a dozen in a pack. Even so, if I can change a pack, I will be happy for a long time.
It is not always possible to exchange jelly beans and balloons, because my mother also plans to use these scraps to exchange for needles, threads, and buttons. When winter comes, my mother will change the antifreeze oil. In my memory, the winter in my childhood was much colder than it is now. Because she often does farm work and housework, when winter comes, my mother’s fingers will be cracked by the cold, causing pain and itching. Because children are afraid of the cold, they wet their hands with water every time, so it is not difficult for their hands to get frostbite, so antifreeze oil is a must-have item in winter. Antifreeze oil is rolled out of plastic paper. A roll is about the size of a thumb and will only last a few days, so you need to use a lot of antifreeze oil throughout the winter. It’s only a dime per roll at the consignment point. If you exchange it for scraps, wouldn’t you save some money?
At that time, there was a lonely old man in our village who was a rattle seller. He never married or had any children. When he got older, he started working as a rattle peddler in order to earn some pocket money. As for when he started doing it, I don’t know because he has been doing it for as long as we can remember. Sometimes the children would make noises about eating jelly beans, and the mother would say, “Why don’t you go live with Wang Bangji? With him, you can eat jelly beans every day.” After hearing this, the children were very worried that their mother would no longer want them, and naturally they also Just follow the rules.
In those days, you couldn’t buy rice in consignment outlets. In China, we mainly eat pasta, and rice was a scarce commodity at that time. If you want to eat Ethiopians Sugardaddy night rice, you have to rely on vendors walking around the streets to supply it, and rice is not bought with money. , which was exchanged for wheat. After all, everyone was poor at that time, so wheat became a universal barter.
The salesmen who sell rice are usually old men, driving mules and horse-drawn carriages. There were several sacks of rice packed in sacks on the carriage, as well as some empty sacks used to hold wheat. Those who exchange rice do not use rattles, and those who sell rice do not use rattles. His shouts are very distinctive, and people will know that he is exchanging rice.
“The rice exchanger is here, who exchanges for rice, exchange wheat for rice…”
The shouting was very long and Ethiopians Escort and cheerful and simple, when I heard it was an old man who was exchanging rice, he was driving a mule cart.
At that time, we didn’t eat rice, but made rice soup. When cooking every day, put a small handful of rice, which is better than pure water. Therefore, every time I exchange rice, I only exchange a few kilograms. I won’t say that I buy ten kilograms or twenty kilograms like nowEthiopians Sugardaddy‘s packaging bag. Unlimited wheat is a family’s ration for a year. Although it is a universal exchange, it is very Ethiopians Sugardaddy FewET Escorts are willing to exchange things.
Although bags of soy sauce and vinegar are sold at consignment outlets, they cost 50 cents a bag, while Ethiopians sell them in the countryside. EscortBulk soy sauce and vinegar cost 20 cents for a beer bottle, so in those days, the main thing was to buy vinegar and soy sauce in bulk, because the soy sauce sellers rode a three-wheeled bicycle. There are no electric three-wheelers or three-wheelers. There is Ethiopia on the three-wheelers. SugarTwo big white buckets, one for soy sauce and one for vinegar. Later, in addition to selling soy sauce and vinegar, he also sold pickles in the car. The bucket contains a variety of pickles, including pickled cucumbers, pickled beans, pickled radish strips, etc., all of which are purchased from the county pickle factory.
Ethiopians Escort At first, it was “soy sauce and vinegar…”
Opportunities don’t happen, you create them. Later It is “filling soy sauce and vinegar, selling pickles, who buys pickled cucumbersEthiopia Sugar Daddy, pickled beans…”
Because I love to be jealous, I often help my mother get jealous at home. Every time I eat noodles, I put a lot of vinegar in it. It turned red, isn’t it sour? “
I don’t think the vinegar at that time was sour. Every time I came back from the fight, I would secretly drink a few sips for fear of being seen. Because we have a saying: “A fool drinks vinegar.” “This sentence comes from the cuckoo’s call during the wheat harvest every year. The cuckoo’s call is “cuckoo cuckoo”, and we often ET Escorts sounds like “a fool drinks jealously”. So everyone thinks that only fools can be jealous.
At first, I would only spend 20 cents to fill a bottle of vinegar, and I would eat very little soy sauce. After all, soy sauce is rarely used in cooking. Later, when life got a little better, I would buy pickles for 20 cents.
At that time, although life was poor, I could still eat snacks occasionally. When I was a kid, the only snack I could afford was candied haws. However, candied haws of sugar can only be eaten when the weather is cold. We don’t call it Tanghulu, we call it Shanlihong. As soon as winter comes, there will be mountain red ones for sale. The salesman selling mountain reds rides a bicycle with 28 bars. There is a shelf made of wheat straw tied to the horizontal bar at the back, with strings of mountain reds stuck underneath. His shouts are also very distinctive.
“The mountains are red, the mountains are red, the children eat it to get into college.”
He pronounced the word “红” as “work”, and the word “学” as “学儿”, so it sounds like it rhymes .
Sometimes they will shout: “Shanlihong, dipped in sugar…”
Shanlihong costs 20 cents a bunch. My mother loves to eat it, but she doesn’t eat much. Because the outer icing is relatively hard, my mother will get a blood bubble in her mouth every time she eats it, so she can only eat two. My mother would buy a bunch for each of my sister and me, and we would just leave one for her at the end. Ethiopia Sugar Daddy A few days ago, I saw someone selling candied haws on the street and wanted to eat a bunch. I rarely eat them now. , because every time I eat it, my teeth will get sore. Then, I bought a bunch for five yuan.
ET Escorts Guiguai said: “The candied haws on a stick are so expensive now? They cost five yuan a bunch, but they don’t have to be cored.”
Yes, prices are soaring now. A bunch of candied haws a stick today can buy more than twenty bunches when I was a kid. I often think about how happy it would be if I could use the money I have now to spend money back when I was a kid.
In addition to candied haws, the most common snack eaten when I was a child was glutinous rice sticks, also known as glutinous rice sticks. However, because the glutinous rice stick is relatively long, like a stick, it is called “jiangmi stick”. Rice sticks can be replaced with corn, or they can be squeezed from corn itself. As soon as winter comes, everyone is idle. At this time, those who fry corn (popcorn) and press glutinous rice sticks will come to the countryside. The rice stick is a machine installed behind the tractor, which is driven by the engine of the tractor to squeeze the rice. Life has no limitations, except the ones you make. machineEthiopians Sugardaddy. At this time, everyone will bring a bowl of corn and a fertilizer bag to squeeze the rice sticks.
Fried popcorn is fried using coal stoves and popcorn machines. Put the corn and saccharin into the popcorn maker and put the popcorn maker on the stove to bake continuously. The popcorn fryer keeps stirring the machine, and in about ten minutes, a pot of popcorn is ready. Popping popcorn is like shooting off a cannon. I saw the master holding the popcorn machine, facing a big basket, stepping hard with his foot, and with a “bang”, the popcorn collapsed. The fried popcorn is enough to last ET Escorts for a while, adding some fun to the lonely cold winter.
Nasal oil was a precious condiment at that time. I can’t afford to buy sesame oil. I just need to plant some sesame seeds every year. Three ounces of fragrant oil is used to welcome guests during the New Year. The man who sells sesame oil is not like the man who sells vinegar and soy sauce. Because sesame oil is precious, every time he goes to the countryside, he will only bring a small pot of sesame oil, which weighs five or six kilograms at most. He always rides a 28-bar bicycle, with an oil can tied to the side of the back seat, and a special hawking thing mounted on the handlebars. This thing is homemade, just like a simple wooden fish. But this wooden fish is rectangular ET Escorts, as big as half a brick, with a slit underneath, and a small stick in your hand to knock it on. Hit, we all call it “sesame oil bangzi”. Every time he comes, the salesman only needs to knock the wooden bang, and everyone will know that it is the man who changes the perfume. However, sometimes he would shout twice.
With the sound of “bang, bang…” he shouted: “Change the sesame oil, who will change the sesame oil…”
At this time, People who need to change their perfume will bring a bowl of sesame seeds and an empty glucose bottle to change their perfume. You can’t eat the sesame oil casually. You usually have to save it until the Chinese New Year before Ethiopia Sugar starts eating. During the Chinese New Year, add a few drops of sesame oil when preparing dishes, and the taste will immediately become deliciousEthiopiaSugarmouth. The remaining sesame oil from the Chinese New Year can only be eaten after the Chinese New Year. Every time I eat noodles, I like to add sesame oil and vinegar, and a bowl of plain water noodles becomes delicious.
Fruits are still rare in childhood. At that time, eating fruits was always exchanged for wheat. Summer is watermelon season. The soil in our village is not suitable for growing watermelons, but the village ten miles to the east is suitable for growing watermelons. Their land is full of sand, and the watermelons they grow are sandy and sweet. Whenever the watermelon season comes, they drive a tractor and pull a truckload of watermelon to the countryside to trade for wheat. The way they recruit their hosts is also through shouting.
“Watermelon, watermelon, trade wheat for watermelon…”
ET Escorts Children are the most greedy , every time at this time, I will ask adults to exchange for watermelons. The wheat used to exchange for watermelons is wheat of different quality sifted out during threshing. Good wheat with plump grains, no one would be willing to trade it for watermelon.
Summer is the season of watermelons, and autumn and summer are the seasons of oranges and apples. These fruits can be bought with money or exchanged for wheat. There are still only a few people who can buy them with money. My mother said that one year, my father was not working at home, so he just wanted to buy some apples and sell them to earn some pocket money. That day, my father rode a bicycle with a Lian Dou to the apple orchard twenty miles to the west. He entered a Lian Dou (a container made of rattan, one on each side, connected in the middle, and can be stuck on the back seat of the bicycle). The apples are expected to be sold to the county town the next day. Halfway through my father’s return, it started raining heavily and the road was muddy and difficult to walk on. When we walked to a big pit in the next village, the car slipped and a bunch of apples fell into the pit. My father quickly went into the pit and fished out apples one by one. Fortunately, all the apples floated on the water. My father fished out all the apples in the rain. When I got home, I cleaned the apples one by one and sold them to the county town the next day.
When I was a child, every autumn and summer, there would be people driving caravans (three-wheel tractors) to the countryside to sell apples and oranges. Vendors who trade apples and oranges also recruit customers by shouting Ethiopians Sugardaddy.
“Apples, apples, who will exchange apples…”
“Exchange wheat for oranges…”
At this time, we begged our mother to exchange for some oranges and apples. My sister and I could finish the fruits in a short time. Apples and oranges will be placed in the cabinet. I don’t dare to take them myself, so I ask my sister to take them. My sister was sitting in the cabinet, choosing one by one, the biggest one for herself and the small one for me.. Every time my mother talks about these things, she always finds them interesting.
Wheat is really a universal exchange. Later, some people went to the countryside to sell steamed buns and fried dough sticks, and they all used wheat to buy them. It was only when living conditions improved that they bought them with money. They started The best revenge is massive success. At first, it was all based on shouting.
“Here comes the steamer changer, who will change the steamed buns?”
“Youtiao, youtiao…”
Later, with the use of small battery-powered speakers, they recorded the sound in advance and no longer needed to I shouted on my own. The fried dough sticks they sell are indeed more delicious than the fried dough sticks. Sometimes when I come back from the field at noon, I have not cooked yet, so I exchange the wheat for some fried dough sticks to eat.
My favorite is the tofu vendor. Tofu was usually replaced in winter. Unlike now, there was no tofu when the weather was hot, and tofu was only replaced after winter. Unlike other vendors who go to the countryside to exchange tofu, they usually come out early in the morning to exchange tofu. I heard from my grandpa that when he was in the production team, he and Erye were in charge of the tofu mill. One was responsible for grinding Ethiopia Sugar tofu, and the other was responsible for grinding tofu. Responsible for changing tofu. Before dawn, the tofu must be cooked. Grandpa set out early with a pole and a basket of tofu hanging on one end.
When I was a child, I would often hear the sound of tofu being changed inside the bed when I just woke up. This is what they cry out.
“Dou…fu.”
The sound of the word “豆” is very long, and the sound of the word “fu” is abrupt, which is very distinctive. Whenever this happens, I quickly get dressed and go inside to help my mother change the tofu. Holding a bowl of soybeans, with a white breath in his mouth, he trotted inside and saw the tofu changer shouting: “The tofu changer, Bai (Henan accent) is leaving.”
The tofu changer, press three He turned the handbrake on the bicycle and the car stopped. On the side of the tricycle, there were two big slabs of tofu, covered with white distilled cloth. The boss took out the modified scale. On top of the ordinary scale was a “U” shaped iron scale. To replace the tofu weighing pan, the “U” shaped weighing pan on the top was replaced by a round shallow bamboo basket weighing pan. This was to prevent the beans from slipping in the weighing pan. The boss weighs the beans and then cuts the tofu with a knife. Ethiopians Sugardaddy What I like to watch the most is the boss cutting the tofu. The knife used to cut tofu is not a big kitchen knife, but a narrow knife. The blade of the knife cuts directly onto the bamboo board above and cuts a piece of tofu. The sound of the blade rubbing against the bamboo board is very pleasant.
In addition to those who exchange tofu, there are also those who go to the countryside to sell bean sprouts, but bean sprouts need to be bought with money. Every second day of the second lunar month in our area, we eat steamed buns fried with green bean sprouts. At this time, every family will buy one.Green sprouts for money. Fried buns are delicious and easy to make. Pour the bean sprouts into the batter, stir until thin, then add oil to the pan, put the batter into the pan and fry until both sides are golden brown. I love fried steamed buns with green sprouts the most. Every year, I eat a lot of the ones my mother makes. Even now on the second day of February, people at home will fry some. This custom has not changed.
Those who sell bean sprouts all grow their own bean sprouts. Every morning, I take the cultured yellow sprouts and green sprouts and go to the village to sell them.
“Beans, sprouts, who wants sprouts…Ethiopia Sugar….”
The days are getting better. After getting up, in addition to the above-mentioned vegetarian dishes, there are also people who go to the countryside to sell meat dishes. All these foods need to be bought with money, wheat is not needed. Among them was a seller of deep-fried burnt fish. The seller of burnt fish was a braised vegetable shop in the next village. Riding on the 28 bars every day, carrying a company bucket with a large tray on which were placed a few fried burnt fish, he wandered around the village every day.
“Burned fish, burned fish…”
His Motivation is what gEthiopia Sugar Daddyets you started. Habit is what keeps you going. In those years, burnt fish was sold all over the country. In my memory, my family only bought it once. That time, a guest came to the house, and my father went to buy Ethiopians Sugardaddy a burnt fish. I heard him shout “burnt fish” every day, thinking that his burnt fish must be delicious! But I didn’t dare to let my father buy it. After all, money couldn’t be spent carelessly. That time my father finally bought the burnt fish, but as a result, the taste was just ordinary and not as delicious as expected.
Later, in addition to burnt fish, there were also sellers of sheep heads, pig livers, pig lungs, and pig head meat. However, they, traders, can rarely sell their own goods in our village.
People from other villages often say: “The people in Mazhuang are capable and careful (thrifty), and it is difficult for sellers to sell things in their village.”
Their words were indeed true at the time. But later, living conditions improved, and everyone gradually gave up food and clothes.
In those days, sesame seed cakes were a strange thing. Although I don’t have money to buy sesame cakes to eat, I can still eat sesame cakes because the makers often go to the village to make sesame cakes. You take the flour, sesame seeds and salt yourself, and the sesame seed maker is responsible for making them, and you just get a processing fee in the end. The master who makes sesame cakes will stay in each village for a few days. He set up the stove beside the big pit in the center of the village. On the first dayShout once in the village: “Here comes the sesame cake maker, everyone is here to make sesame cakes.”
The village is not big, and in one day, the whole village can understand it. Then, they all took their home-made noodles, brought a little sesame and salt, and lined up to make sesame cakes at the big pit. The master who makes sesame seed cakes works from morning to night in order to let everyone eat sesame seed cakes, so that every household can eat sesame seed cakes.
Three meals a day are inseparable from pots and pans. In the past, because the land allocated was relatively small, there was not enough firewood to burn. However, you have to cook. Just buy loose coal and make briquettes to make a fire yourself. When cooking on a coal stove, I used an aluminum pot. I just remember that the aluminum pot at that time was very useless. After a while, the bottom of the pot became rotten. Therefore, the craftsmen who poured aluminum pots at that time often went to the countryside to pour aluminum pots. In addition to aluminum pots, aluminum kettles, aluminum spoons, and aluminum colanders can all be poured. To this day, I still have an aluminum colander at home that was poured from that time, and it can still be used normally.
To pour aluminum pots, you must first have aluminum. In addition to the broken aluminum pots, add some Jianlibao bottles or aluminum bars. As long as it is usable aluminum, use it to pour pots and kettles. As soon as the craftsman who poured the aluminum pot arrived, the villagers took the old aluminum and poured it into the tableware. I saw the master craftsman first melting the old aluminum in the furnace, then fishing out the impurities inside, and then pouring the red aluminum liquid into the mold. Wait ten minutes for it to cool down and then you can open the mold. There are still burrs on the corners of the newly poured tableware, so the chef smoothes them down with a file, and a new pot is ready.
At that time, basically everything could be done in the countryside, even getting a haircut without leaving the village. There is a barber in the next village. He often goes from village to village to get haircuts. He stays in each village for about a month. The elderly in the village pay ten yuan per person per year, and then everyone in the family can have unlimited haircuts. Because he was from a neighboring village, he would go out early and come back late. He would just go around the village and be responsible for lunch for the barbers. At that time, there were no electric clippers for haircuts, so manual clippers were used. The hair is constantly pinched and the scalp hurts, so children are very afraid of getting a haircut.
Before I went to school, I was most afraid of haircuts. Every time it was the barber’s turn to have dinner at my house, I was too scared to go home and stood at the gatehouse to secretly watch him. The older I get, the less afraid I am. Every time I need a haircut, I just run to the village street and get a haircut from him. He is best at cutting short hair, which we call a crew cut, but I am not suitable for a fair cut. Once, before going for a haircut, my mother asked me to give me a longer haircut. But everywhere, I didn’t dare to say anything, and they ended up giving me a crew cut. When I got home, my mother saw my crew cut.
Said: “Didn’t you ask him to cut your hair long? Why did it become a flat head? It’s so ugly.”
I said, “I dare not say it.”
My mother complained and said I’m too timid. Later, many barber shops gradually opened on the street, so he stopped going to the countryside and opened a barber shop on the street.Hair shop. However, it’s still Ethiopia Sugar’s original haircut set. With the development of the times, electric clippers and hair dryers gradually became available, and we no longer had to worry about causing scalp pain.
Among the vendors who go to the countryside, in addition to selling things, there are also people who come to collect things. At that time, the most common one was to collect oil residue. Cotton is mostly grown in eastern Henan, so cotton oil is often eaten. However, cotton is often treated with pesticides, and this cooking oil is not very healthy. Later, when living conditions improved, no one took cotton oil anymore.
Cotton oil is not only unhealthy to eat, but also very troublesome. Freshly squeezed cotton oil cannot be eaten directly. Go confidently iET Escortsn the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. It needs to be simmered over high fire to filter out the impurities in the oil before it can be eaten. This step is called “lighting the oil”.
To light oil, you need a special large iron pot, and cooking pots are not willing to be used to light oil. But my family doesn’t have such a big iron pot. Every time my father orders oil, he borrows the big iron pot from Mr. Wu’s house.
First, use bricks to form a triangular platform, place the iron pot underneath, and then pour the cotton oil into it. After the preparations were completed, we started lighting a fire on the cauldron and lighting cotton oil. Bring the oil to a boil with a large torch, then continue to simmer over low heat until the cotton oil becomes clear. Then gently use a spoon to pour the cotton oil into the oil pot. Finally, a lot of impurities will precipitate at the bottom of the pot. These impurities are oil residues and can be sold for money.
Every time winter comes, there will be people collecting oil residue, because at this time, everyone’s cotton oil is basically ready. To this day, I still don’t know what the purpose of collecting oil residue is.
Every time I come here, I will shout: “Collect the oil residue, who sells the oil residue…”
In fact, a large piece of oil residue can only be sold for a few cents, but every family will keep it. Yes, after all, a few cents is money.
In addition to Ethiopia Sugar Daddy that collects oil residue, there are also those that collect hornet nests and grasshopper skins (cicada sloughs). Collecting rags is even more common. Even now, people collect rags every day. But now the cry is no longer “collecting rags”, but “collecting scraps”.
With the development of the times, life is getting better and better. Gradually, large supermarkets and vegetable markets appeared, and the small vendors who walked the streets in my childhood gradually disappeared. Dissipated along with it were those unique shouts and cries. I often think of those difficult years, and my ears alwaysThose friendly shouts will be heard, which will be missed infinitely.