Frost meets thieves
Frost falls, autumn sets end, and winter sets show their faces. The old market in the urban-rural area has a history of more than 100 years. There are all kinds of chewing fruits in the big market, it is one thing to buy and sell, it is another thing to feel the taste of fireworks in the world, especially the century-old market, the taste of life is so strong that it makes people itch.
Every year as the moon approaches, the annual collection is even more lively, and the annual goods become the protagonist. Neighbor Xiao Qi saw me running to the market early in the morning, shook his head and said: Why get up early and go so far to visit the big market, squeeze and wipe, what is there online shopping? I said: online shopping is to buy things, shopping is life, trading is the surface, and tasting the breath of life is my purpose.
The goods are not as neat or fashionable as the mall, but the stalls have a strong atmosphere. Brightly colored quilts, blankets, clothes and hats, scarves and shirts, shoes and socks, the pattern is bright and bright, different from the restraint and medium tone of large shopping malls. The food eaten is also bright, the butcher at the meat stall has just collected the knife, the fresh meat is hot, and you can smell umami even if you wear a mask. Freshwater fish are freshly shot, with ice ballast, and carp blackfish and silver carp swim in large pots.
Many city dwellers visit the market and rush to buy goose in the farmyard. A seven or eight catties, more than ten catties is not a lot, catch a fat one, the goose is stuffed into a flat cage to kill the mighty, the neck is forced to bend, look pitiful. There are also fat ducks, also five or six pounds, which call louder than geese.
Don't go to the donkey set (part of the big set), the donkey slaughter is very fierce, worried that the donkey will kick him, first cover the donkey's face with rags, then hide behind the donkey's side, pick up a big hammer, smash the donkey down with a hammer, and then tie the hooves and knife it. After a while, the donkey's head was laid out on the meat case, and the donkey meat was picked into large and small pieces, shouting for trading. I hurried over, not wanting to look back.
Dog market, the big iron cage in the car contains carnivorous dogs, in fact, it is a variety of housekeeping dogs and pet dogs, maybe old or abandoned by the owner, dog dealers pulled to the market to sell. Dog lovers often discuss with dog dealers to buy one or two life-saving. The dog looks pitiful, and the dog dealer is afraid of causing public anger and does not dare to strangle the dog in the market.
The big market is also like the market, it cannot all be joyful, and noise is inevitable. In front of the tobacco and alcohol market, all kinds of tobacco leaf hue is eye-catching, Kanto tobacco is very famous, it is said that the tobacco leaves are fattened with particular attention, and the top is cow dung and donkey dung. I don't smoke, and I advise my friends not to smoke or less, but a row of tobacco leaves in front of me is brushed out for nearly 100 meters, and all kinds of names have calmed me. The old man shouting smoke, talking and singing to himself, like Taiping lyrics. When I saw the wine altar, I remembered the wedding banquet. I like to collect wine, and I usually come into contact with bottled wine, and the big bazaar is altar wine, and the aroma of wine is pervasive. There is a difference between the altar of Daqu and the altar of Xiaoqu wine, and Xiaoqu wine is commonly known as soju.
There are many people in the mountain stalls, mushrooms, hazelnuts, pine nuts, hares (old and look like wild), wild ducks (domestic), wild boar (domestic). There is actually a sale of wild venison, which cannot be wild deer (illegal) and 100% captive. Ginseng antler velvet is also planted and farmed and called wild, like singing, and the seller dresses up as a hunter. Few of the gathermers believe that it is wild, just like watching a play, laughing at each other without breaking it.
There was originally a theater stage on the big set, but now it has been changed into a counter and rented to merchants, so it is impossible to visit the market and watch the play. I think people are still utilitarian now, and rushing to gather seems to be for the purpose of buying, selling, and savoring that touch of life. If you can't sell tickets to make money, who will ask the troupe to sing in vain.
There are many hand-knitted stalls and few buyers, and I worry that basket weaving will slowly be replaced by machines, and this handicraft may even disappear without a trace. I bought a hand-woven basket and felt that this house has a spirituality, loaded with stupid eggs, and has a unique temperament. Compared to what comes out of the industrial assembly line, it is more intimate and has a taste of people.
Pickle stall with strong flavor and bright colors. Most of the pickle sellers are female bosses, who are also brightly dressed, sharp and clean. The hospitality is bold and the side dishes are not stingy. The noodle stalls are quite lively, and the rushers are tired, so they eat here and leave. Hot buns, pot stickers, vegetarian burritos, small wontons, hand-rolled noodles, marinated noodles, bolognese noodles, sticky bean buns, croquettes, small fire spoons, fritters twist, large pancakes, sticky cakes, cut cakes, date cakes. Eight-petal pastries, peach pastries, stove fruits, moth pastries, old cakes, generous cakes, ring fruits, and sesame pastries are served to rush customers to take home. The face of the oil rope seller was shiny with oil, as if it had just been fished out of an oil pot.
Tofu is mostly brine tofu, Wang family tofu Li family tofu, one surname and one taste, and the taste of gypsum tofu in supermarkets is different. Tofu is sold freshly, queued up to buy, each family buys a few plates, when the number of plates is immediately closed, the buyers shake their heads and disperse.
Farmhouse vegetable stalls are indispensable for sweet potatoes, bud rice, kidney beans, old-flavored cucumbers, nest melons, and large winter melons. Cabbage, green onions, eggplant, celery, sherry, coriander, cowpea, potatoes. Fruit stalls, rush customers love to buy peaches, pear, old apples, jujubes, apricots, mountain red, hawthorn, kiwi, red mushrooms.
The interesting thing is to stir-fry the stalls, rush the collectors to go away with the products, unconsciously buy a few bags, peanuts and melon seeds, chestnut pine nuts, pumpkin seeds black melon seeds, fried hazelnuts and small walnuts, go home to chase the drama and enjoy. Fried peanuts are the most popular, peanuts are the king of vegetarians, melon seeds are also favored, a sister-in-law told me that in winter leisure, every family has to snort two sacks of melon seeds. My God, how many stories someone has to tell cross-legged on the kang. The sister-in-law said with a smile, that was in the past, and now that the greenhouse is planting, there is no farming.
The cultural stalls are particularly interesting, there are many paintings of beautiful women and fat boys, as well as the old yellow calendar, and the traditional characteristics of rural culture are obvious. But there are not many people buying, and the aesthetic orientation of this generation is going into decline.
There are also service stalls for sewing, shaving and shaving, cupping, pinching feet, etc. Rushers come here to stop, but people in the city don't usually spend here, and I can't guess how the stalls make money. Suddenly there was a shout not far away: I lost my phone. A few people next to him looked nervous and hurriedly checked whether they had lost anything.
Have fun strolling and forget about the carry-on thieves in the bazaar. Since ancient times, there have been market thieves in large bazaars, using special long wooden chopsticks to get out the money in the jacket. Once upon a time, there was a character in the market, called the troublemaker, carrying a gong, and when he found a thief, he sounded the gong. When the gong rings in the market, everyone touches their clothes or the money in their pockets is still there. Now there is no troublemaker, no gong, thieves and ah, the monitoring probe is aiming at it. At the end, the man's companion shouted: Tune the surveillance, you can't run away from the thief!
